Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

"what is this?"

Britney and Gracie have been around, seeing that Shire and Beth are communicating more and more tacitly, and even Charles can understand the meaning of Beth's words, Britney's jealous eyes are a little red.

In the campus hierarchy of horror and youth movies, the top-ranked girls are always the president of the sorority and the school flower group.

Of course, there are also high and low levels.

Appearance, money, family, boyfriend, these are the capital of girls.

Like Madison, people who have no money, no family, or boyfriends, can squeeze into the first echelon with this Hollywood face.

But someone with a bad appearance like Britney, even if they are in the school flower group, belongs to the second team.

But to be able to stand at this level, these four things are not enough. IQ is as important as scheming, especially for girls with strong adolescent hormones. The methods are insidious and cruel.

Because of ignorance, so-called fearlessness.

Britney is not an idiot.

At first, Charles only attracted her by her looks. Handsome guys like to look at beautiful women, and vice versa, but as Charles gets rid of the weird people outside in twos and threes, Britney sees clearly from the window, she changes. Thoughts.

Like Beth, she also realized that this was a thigh.

She doesn't have the desire to win and lose as much as Beth, but she must win the game. She just feels that it will be safer to be by Shire.

Who knows what the **** is going on in this **** place, and how many **** there are weirdos? At this time, what could be more secure than being next to a powerful magician who can release flames, ice, and lightning. Thing?

So Britney, who originally looked at Bess uncomfortable, has now regarded her as the enemy of this class.

And the look in Charles's eyes was more like bursting out fire.

With Charles's driving experience, he certainly understood what Britney Spears meant. If it was in normal times, he wouldn't mind, as long as he was of good value, he was not picky at all, unlike the little princess Draco who had some cleanliness.

The latter prefers Eastern European and pure-bred white women. He doesn't look at other skin colors, as well as Japanese, Korean, and Indian.

Of course, Charles didn't look at it either, but he wouldn't mind if his appearance was decent, like Princess Jasmine.

But now is not the time.

If he had been with Britney, Beth would definitely not play, so the relationship between the two would be unstable. If he met a better team, maybe Beth would jump over, or try to take him with him.

Because they are just teammates!

Neither situation was what the Shire wanted.

What's more, he is a decent gentleman.

So he righteously rejected Britney.

"It's just two pieces of equipment."

Charles said.

With that, he showed the attributes of the equipment.

After reading the attributes, Britney's eyes seemed to become redder. She didn't understand the data in the game. After all, games like games are liked by dead otaku. How could she come into contact with such a young and beautiful campus goddess? .

But this did not prevent her from jealous.

Other people's things are good, something is better than nothing.

But before Britney could say anything, Beth calmly put the equipment away, completely ignoring Britney's cannibalistic eyes.

Beth is not an idiot.

Her emotional intelligence is enough for her to sort out everything now, Britney sees her upset, but it doesn't matter, she has confidence.

The reason why she didn't want to conflict with Britney before was not only because she didn't want to cause trouble, but also because she couldn't trust Shire.

Men are not reliable, and Beth still knows this.

Britney's appearance is not bad, although she herself is not bad, but a man can choose to help one of them, he can also choose me.

In the end, the two are not helping each other.

Beth didn't have the confidence to tear up a girl who tore at school every day, especially this guy even had the skills to target teammates.

This is simply toxic.

But it's different now.

After realizing that Shire knew the importance of her passive skills, Beth knew that her position in Shire's heart was actually very important. It was absolutely impossible for him to favor a woman who didn't know the so-called.

This is Beth's emotional intelligence, she sees it clearly, not bad at all.

Sure enough, Charles did not give Britney a look at all, and Beth was more satisfied when she saw it.

"I'll go up and clean up."

She walked to the second floor.

"Leave in half an hour, can you?"

Beth, who was standing on the stairs, tilted her head, her short brown wavy hair really seemed to draw a beautiful wave.

"of course."

Charles laughed.

"well."

When Beth turned upstairs, Charles said to Britney and Gracie.

"We are going to leave here and continue to explore this game. Are you walking with us and still staying here? There is not much food here. I noticed that it is probably only enough to last until today."

Yes, there is not much food in the rest point, but as the map explores, new rest points will continue to appear, and it is rare to repeatedly enter the same rest point.

Britney's face changed.

She originally planned to dissuade Charles from staying with her, but when she heard that there was not much food, she gritted her teeth and made up her mind decisively.

"Of course I want to be with you."

She said with a smile.

The smile is far-fetched, but it is still brilliant. This skill of smiling painfully.. Probably also practiced?

Gracie has no right to speak. She is a typical ordinary girl with little opinion. At this time, Britney has already taken over as her new follower, and she has no right to refute at all.

Facing Britney's ugly smile, Charles smiled brightly as if he hadn't seen it.

"great."

"Then we'll see you in half an hour."

………………

At the same time, in a jungle with many horrible, tattered cabins, a girl in a little earthy and not very influential clothes, but at this time has been cut torn by branches, is running desperately. With.

The jungle is huge, but there are more cabins. These cabins are hideous and curious on the outside. Most of them have a small yard that is also broken. In these yards, there are many **** and cruel murderous weapons.

It's like the home of murderers.

The girl was panicked. She was running desperately. There was nothing behind the girl, but she seemed to be chased by something terrifying. She kept looking back, kept running, kept looking back, kept running.

Then, not surprisingly, she fell to the ground abruptly.

"what!"

The girl who didn't look at the road screamed. She seemed to be tripped by a dead tree pole, and her two arms were instantly scratched by dead leaves and gravel on the ground, as well as damp mud.

But she didn't dare to stay, she would get up if she struggled.

But she didn't get up, because at some point, some arms had stretched out from the surrounding soil, like twisted vines, and couldn't help but grab her, trying to keep her here.

"Ah!" "Ah!"

Only then did the girl see that it was not a dead tree trunk that was stumbling her, and what grabbed her ankle was originally a rotten wet palm!

Faced with these terrifying and strange underground hands, the girl was frightened. She closed her eyes, struggling and screaming, but no matter how struggling, she couldn't get rid of them and couldn't stand up again.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

These underground hands have fallen on her at least hundreds of times~www.readwn.com~ But the girl still just screamed, it seems that there is no empty blood bar.

And she was probably scared to the extreme. After another scream, her voice stopped abruptly, and then after a pause for about five seconds, a shrill scream that seemed to have been charged up was spewed out by her in an instant.

"what---!"

The sound was sharp and harsh, as if the banshee was wailing, it seemed to cut through the forest, and even the entire night sky.

In the next moment, the surrounding arms holding her seemed unable to withstand this scream, and they broke and turned into masses of disintegrating mosaics.

These terrifying underground hands finally disappeared, but the struggling girl with her eyes closed didn't seem to realize it, and she didn't seem to realize that she was safe until she continued to flop again in place like a salted fish for a few seconds.

Opening her eyes tremblingly, she seemed to have become very weak.

But she struggled to stand up, stumbled again, and ran deep into the jungle.