Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Chapter 85 God’s Grace (19)

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temple.

The surroundings were extremely silent. Zhou Wei was guarding the statue alone, quietly looking at the burning stove on the altar. She hesitantly took out the [Submission of Name], looked at the stove again, and walked hesitantly.

Does she want to write her name?

The only person who knows her name now, besides Zhang Peng, is the female college student.

In reality, Zhou Wei works as a bartender, and her daily job is to drink and chat with all kinds of people, echo the bragging of those business bosses, or squeeze the last drop of value from the down-and-out kids.

Therefore, she has met many people.

He also knows how to maximize his own interests.

Zhou Wei was about to take out a cigarette, but then she touched her trouser pocket and remembered that you were not allowed to bring cigarettes in the game. She scratched her hair irritably and got into some kind of tangle. She chose Zhang Peng because he was a stupid and ruthless character, so she used the old She had to take him down and let him lead her through the border, but now Zhang Peng was so taken care of by that little girl that there was no trace of her. Let alone passing the border, she was now afraid that the guy would act crazy and implicate innocent passers-by.

Anyone can die,
But she doesn't want to die!
The college student said that Zhang Peng escaped.

If he really escaped, what would he do? Would he kill her...

Zhou Wei was very irritated, especially now that her life was in the hands of others. She stared at the [Declaration of Submission] in her hand and felt an inexplicable cruelty in her heart. Anyway, in this kind of game, you have to kill or be killed. You will be stained with blood no matter what, so why is the person stained with blood not you?

Zhang Peng, and that college student both deserve to die.

She took out her pen to write her name on the [Certificate of Submission], but the pen tip stopped just as it came down. She hadn't figured out the college student's name yet, and she didn't know whether Zhang Peng's was true or false, so she had better prepare a few more hands.

Zhou Wei tore the [Certificate of Submission] into three small pieces, then picked up one of the small pieces of paper and wrote Zhang Peng's name on it, then threw it into the stove.

The blazing stove quickly burned the note to ashes, but the system made no sound at all. Zhou Wei let out a light 'tsk', and the old fat pig really didn't tell the truth.

'click' -

The door rang, and Zhou Wei turned to look, only to see a chanter in a white robe and a kind smile slowly walk in. He saw Zhou Wei's eyebrows became softer, "My child, what are you doing?"

"I……"

Zhou Wei's voice paused, and then she thought that the chanter, as an NPC, might be able to find out something. Her eyebrows suddenly became charming, and she walked to the chanter, raised her hand and put it on his shoulder, and said softly: "I'm bored, why don't I wait for you to come?"

The chanter watched her move, neither stopping nor accepting it, "What are you waiting for me to do?"

"Waiting for you to chant."

Zhou Wei moved closer to his side, and her fingertips slowly slid down to draw circles on her chest. The chanter avoided her touch, walked to the stove and looked at the burning fire, "My child, you give me What message did the gods send?”

Zhou Wei blinked her eyes, pretending to be ignorant and said simply: "It's nothing. I just wanted to test whether the gods would accept my prayer, but the result seems to have failed."

"What did you write? If it's a prayer to the gods, maybe I can help you."

The chanter's voice is still soft, but if Zhou Wei looks carefully, she will find that the chanter in front of her has a terrifyingly cold expression. But Zhou Wei's attention is now focused on the word 'help you', and in her heart He was secretly happy, and looked at the chanter with an increasingly shy and gentle look: "It's not a big deal, I just want to know what the other saints are like."

"Sir, you also know that I am a girl guarding the statue of a god all alone, with no company. What if someone among the remaining saints is harmful to me... no, harmful to the gods?"

Half of her body was leaning into the chanter's arms.The chanter didn't answer or dodge, looked at her and asked: "So which saint do you want to know about?"

Zhou Wei's eyes lit up, she tried her best to suppress the ecstasy in her heart, and said it all at once: "I want to know the details of that college student, that girl who looks cold and lonely. She looks good, but who knows what she is secretly? Not just for smoking and drinking." "Also, I heard... our [confinement room] is currently holding Zhang Peng, sir, please don't let him go, that guy is a complete scum, you'd better Kill him and rid the world of harm."

Zhou Wei talked a lot, and the reciter suddenly showed a strange smile after listening to it. He turned to look at her: "So that's what you thought. The piece of paper that was burned just now was the paper with 'Zhang Peng' written on it." That’s it.”

Zhou Wei nodded slightly, "Yes, but it's a pity that the name is fake and there is no way to kill the scum, so the chanter..."

'Snapped'--

A crisp slap replaced her next words. Zhou Wei covered her face and looked at the reciter in disbelief, "How dare you, an NPC..."

'Snapped'--

one more time.

Zhou Wei was beaten until her head was dizzy. She barely raised her eyelids to see the reciter squatting down and pulling her up with a sinister expression on his face. His facial features suddenly began to distort, and the corners of his eyebrows and mouth kept stretching and deforming. Zhou Wei looked more and more horrified until Finally, the face of the chanter changed into that of Zhang Peng.

"what!!!"

Zhou Wei screamed in fear.

"To shut up!"

Zhang Peng tore his pupils and covered her mouth with all his strength. The force was so powerful that Zhou Wei felt the pain of suffocation, and her eyes became faint and black unconsciously. When she was about to die, Zhang Peng finally released the covering. Hands on her nose and mouth.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

She gasped for air.

Zhang Peng kicked her as if to vent his anger and took out the remaining two pieces of paper from her arms: "You even dare to destroy the game props. I don't know whether you are smart or hopelessly stupid."

He crumpled the two pieces of paper into a ball and threw them into the stove.Zhou Wei widened her eyes and tried to stop him, but Zhang Peng stepped on her and could only watch the paper burn.

The last hope was dashed.

Zhou Wei suddenly became weak. Zhang Peng tied her up and stared at her closely, saying: "Don't pretend to be dead. If you listen to me, I will consider taking you through the customs."

"Clearance……?"

Zhou Wei repeated it in a murmur, and suddenly bit Zhang Peng's arm like crazy. The smelly blood flowed out of her mouth. She wanted to bite off this piece of meat.

"Bitch!"

Zhang Peng slapped Zhou Wei on the face again. He picked up her collar and stared at her face covered by her messy hair. "If you really want to die, I will help you!"

"Heh, heh heh..."

Zhou Wei laughed: "Kill? Come on! If I'm right, you've already used up your [Certificate of Submission]. Who are you trying to scare?!"

Zhang Peng looked at the somewhat crazy woman and silently took out another [Certificate of Submission] from his arms. Zhou Wei's eyes widened and she looked at him in disbelief.

"The reason why a great saint becomes a great saint is because there are exceptions."

Zhang Peng said: "Didn't you just say that those Saints players are an eyesore? Just do as I say and I will get rid of them for you."

(End of this chapter)