dead me, join the horror game

It can't move when it wants to move, it can't run when it wants to run, and it can't resist when it wants to resist. It can be called torture.

Thinking of this, the puppet couldn't help complaining about its colleagues.

Damn it, what are its teammates doing?

It is now one holding three, it has tried its best, can't the three of you catch the other two?

By the way, there is another person who went to fish in other scenes, damn it.

If one came in at this time, they wouldn't all be killed?

Even if it is to let that new employee come...

Ok?

Wait, a total of 5 players came in, including 3 males and 2 females.

Then why is there 3 women here on the horse?

The puppet was stunned, it realized the seriousness of the problem.

The answer would be obvious if one of the men hadn't suddenly turned into a woman.

A traitor appeared among them, and one only had to take a look to know who that person was. After all, among the people present, only the girl in the wedding dress looked the most abrupt.

"it's here."

"This is it."

Under the resentful eyes of the puppet, Melville found the zipper on its chest, and after slowly pulling it open, a slightly shiny mobile phone appeared in front of everyone.

However, it is not easy to take it out after seeing it.

This mobile phone is inlaid in a pool of black sludge, and countless tentacle patterns are woven on it, which is daunting.

Seeing this, Kuonji Risa took out a tachi knife, and peeled off the mobile phone and the sludge little by little. Finally, Melville took out the mobile phone, completely eliminating the only luck remaining in the doll's heart.

But this picture has a strong sense of déjà vu in Zuo Tong's mind.

It's a lot like operating on a dummy.

If you look at it closely, you are opening its chest, and if you look at it from a distance, it is disemboweling someone.

She took out her mobile phone and clicked into the chat group of [Death Marriage House], and the chat content in it was much less for a while.

But think about it, after all, only "Thomas the Locomotive" and "Prince Charming" are still active now. There are more than 20 minutes left. If nothing happens, the outcome of this haunted house game has already been decided. up.

"What are you going to do next?" Jiuyuansi Lisa looked at the two people who picked up the mobile phone and pointed, and couldn't help asking doubtfully: "Are you going to trick them into hacking them all?"

Lie over and hack to death...

For a while, Zuo Tong really thought about the feasibility of doing this, but no matter how you look at it, it has been done.

Yu Shuimo once said that there is retribution for everything, retribution for retribution, if these weirdnesses are just pretending to be ghosts and not hurting people, it would be bad to kill them directly.

After all, no matter how you look at it, these guys have no intention of killing people.

Thinking of this, a possibility suddenly appeared in Zuo Tong's mind. If they really killed these weirdos, then she and these players would probably be trapped here by the bride in red, and the owner of the haunted house would also inevitably die. Will be partial to those weird.

The best choice is to use this guy as a hostage to end the game early.

Looking at it now, the players should have taken at least two photos. Melville took the centipede, and Risa Kuonji took the doll. Yes, there is no need to stay here any longer.

Just when she was about to send a message in the group chat, she realized that Melville was faster than her.

[Origami professional: @Thomas Locomotive, @白马王子, both of you, I believe you don’t want to see this puppet killed by us, do you? 】

[Thomas the Locomotive:? 】

【Prince Charming: Are you okay, what nonsense are you talking about? 】

【Origami Professional: Photo.jpg】

[Origami expert: Let's negotiate. 】

Zuo Tong clicked on the photo, and it was the picture of Kuonji Risa holding a sword across the neck of the doll, and the messy clothes of the doll were very impactful. I believe these weirdos will be scared after seeing this picture one jump.

And the fact is the same, the male corpse who was about to find Qiu Dong picked up the mobile phone in his pocket, and after seeing this photo, his hands trembled so much that he almost threw the mobile phone out.

What's going on, why did that fellow "Origami Professional" even press his body to the ground?

What's worse is that the clothes on it are gone, as if a lot of things have been done to it, could it trigger the defeat CG?

Wait, this is not what we should be concerned about now. These human beings want to use "origami specialists" as hostages to negotiate with them. What happened?

It was in a similar situation to the centipede who had just caught up to the second floor. Its mobile phone was hidden in the mask at the rear. At the moment, it had no intention of chasing the two players, and was looking through the photos sent by Melville in shock.

What's up with that guy?

You are weird, why can't you even win against a human being?

The centipede didn't doubt the authenticity of the photos at all. It knew that paper figurines like to hide their mobile phones in their chests. Now that they have even found out their mobile phones, it can be said that they are powerless to resist and allow themselves to be slaughtered.

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ps: The reward is still 5000 words short.

py: "The villainous princess will not die in the royal war" Orange

Volume 94 Yuquan Village: Chapter 90 Chapter [-] Anxious Negotiation

The centipede stopped chasing, but Ye Bingwen and Manan Weir didn't know what happened.

They came to a storage room, where a large number of masks, prosthetics, paper money, candles and other props were stockpiled. Ye Bingwen roughly scanned the light of the mobile phone and turned off the screen.

Manan Will, who came later, panted and hid beside the plastic body not far away, carefully staring at the door when he came.

A few minutes passed, and there was no movement outside the door, which made the two of them a little confused.

what happened?

Didn't the human-headed centipede come after him?

Although they were curious, none of them dared to leave here, who knew if that guy would stand guard at the door and wait for them to come out.

[Ye Bingwen: There are still 18 minutes, is there any movement on your side? 】

【Manan Will: No, it doesn't seem to be here】

After seeing the reply from the black policeman, Ye Bingwen chose to send a message to Qiu Dong. The centipede might have returned to chase him, so he had to confirm it.

But what Ye Bingwen didn't expect was that the moment he opened the chat interface with Qiu Dong, the words "the other party is typing" were displayed on it.

A few seconds later, the other party first sent a message:

[Qiu Dong: Are you two still hiding upstairs? 】

【Ye Bingwen: Well】

【Qiu Dong: Something happened downstairs】

[Ye Bingwen:? 】

After receiving the news from Qiu Dong, Ye Bingwen was puzzled as to what could happen downstairs.

Existing rules being subverted?

Or is there a new weird entry?

However, since Qiu Dong was able to reply to the news safely, it shows that the situation should not be that serious.

No, I have to ask, at least to find out whether it is good or bad, otherwise he will not be at ease.

【Ye Bingwen: What happened? 】

[Ye Bingwen: Are you nearby? 】

After sending the message to Qiu Dong, he immediately sent another message to Manan Will:

[Ye Bingwen: Did Qiu Dong send you a message? 】

Now this situation made him a little confused, and he had to figure out the situation as much as possible.

Ye Bingwen looked at the chat box and waited quietly. Not long after, Maran Will replied to his message:

[Manan Will: (message forwarding)]

[Manan Will: Yes, I heard from him that something big happened downstairs, and all the weird things are gathered in the west wing]

Ye Bingwen: "?"

What, the West Wing?

What happened over there?

Before he could think about anything, a few more messages popped up on his phone. He looked down, and it was Qiu Dong who sent him a video.

Ye Bingwen turned on the video. Although he could hardly see anything clearly due to the lack of light from the photographer, he could still vaguely see the silhouettes of a centipede with a human head and a male corpse standing in front of the door of the West Wing and inside. People are confronting each other.

[Qiu Dong: They are all gathered around the west wing, as if they are negotiating with the people inside]

[Qiu Dong: I can hear some chatter from here, the people inside seem to be Melville and Kuenji Risha, they seem to take a weird hostage]

Caught a spooky one?

Ye Bingwen was in a daze, did he hear correctly?

But so what if you catch Weird, if you don't have the ability to kill it, even if you temporarily control it, it's useless.

Although it sounds fake, the video will not deceive people, and Qiu Dong does not have the time and energy to make fake videos.

Thinking of this, Ye Bingwen didn't know how to make a choice.

Do you risk going downstairs to listen to the conversation or stay here?

There are still ten minutes left, he doesn't want to add to the accident, but if he doesn't pass, he is worried that he will miss some important information.

"Let's go." At the end of the thought, Ye Bingwen slapped his thigh and stood up, quietly moved to the door under Manan Will's surprised eyes, and slowly walked to the corridor after observing correctly.

Staying here can only guarantee temporary safety. He can't guarantee that they will leave safely after an hour. After all, they didn't open this haunted house. It is inevitable that there will be some deliberately left loopholes for these weirdos to take advantage of.

And what matters to whether their departure can be carried out smoothly is the negotiation below. If he guessed correctly, Melville and the others are now using Weird, who was captured, as a hostage in exchange for a promise to leave here safely.

Although I don't know how they did it, as long as the goal can be achieved, the process is not important.

As a veteran player, Ye Bingwen knows a default rule, that is, in horror games, no weirdness will actively choose to breach the contract, because rules and agreements are the foundation for the game to run. Once the weirdnesses trample on it at will, then the game world will Quickly lose player sources.

Although he didn't know the final outcome, it was definitely not a good thing for Weird.

Manan Weir, who was on the side, was also a little nervous when he saw that he was the only one left in the room. Not long ago, when he was hiding under the bed, he was frightened to death by the human head protruding from his feet. This time, Ye Bingwen slipped away alone again. Going always made him feel a little uneasy.

After thinking about it, he got up and followed Ye Bingwen's footsteps, and the two walked to the edge of the stairs silently.

After coming here, the conversation below became much clearer. Ye Bingwen gestured behind him, stopped, and squatted in place to listen to the conversation below.

"Humans, do you really want to achieve this level?" A heavy voice came out from the envious mask of the centipede: "Your demands are too high, asking us to take out special props to pay for mental damage is a bit unrestrained .”

"I don't think our request is excessive."

It can be heard that this is Melville's voice, which seems to have taken the initiative, and her tone is very relaxed: "Even if it is a real confrontation, we will not lose, I suggest you reconsider. "

After her words fell, Jiuyuansi Lisa patted the puppet covered in evil charms, and it quickly said, "That's right."

In fact, it still wanted to be stubborn for a while, but there was a knife resting on its neck. Although it could not die with this knife, the strange aura contained in it made it dare not underestimate it. There will inevitably be long-term sequelae.

It's just a game, why do you have to fight to the death?

Wouldn't it be nice to take some money to buy a sense of security?

Is this true?

"Everyone calm down and talk slowly." The puppet said weakly: "There is no need to be so stiff."

Hearing this, the male corpse immediately became unhappy: "Hey, professional, you must be forced to say this by them, right?"

"No." The puppet replied in an extremely positive tone: "I hope you can calm down, as long as everyone takes a step back."

"Look, it must have been forced."

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ps: Today is 5K.

Sickness plus birthday for three consecutive days, very uncomfortable.

In order to prevent similar accidents from happening and to avoid asking for leave as much as possible, we have to keep some manuscripts for preparation in the past few days to ensure continuous updates.