Chapter 147: All Saints' Eve
October 31. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
At the beginning of night, the lights are bright.
Countless jack-o-lanterns with grimaces, colored lanterns decorated with skulls, and glittering spider web lights decorate the magic capital into a dark but fun fairytale dreamland.
In the bar on the 91st floor of the Park Hyatt, a group of people are partying.
On stage, a metal core band is singing desperate songs with a brutal "dead voice". The audience was dressed as if they had just escaped from a horror movie: a "murderer" with a chainsaw, a glittering "clown", and an expressionless "ghoul". They add a touch of spooky and magical vibes to this gorgeous bar.
In the dimly lit box, next to a rectangular coffee table sat Wan Guohou, E1, C4 and T3. There was a candlestick on the coffee table, and the candle flame was jumping, like a witch with teeth and claws. Wan Guohou and E1 sat on one side, and C4 and T3 sat opposite them. Inside the room, the wall opposite the door is a huge floor-to-ceiling glass wall, and when you look out, you can see the night view of the magic capital at a glance.
Yue Shuluo was half-squatting next to the coffee table, shuffling the cards.
She was still wearing a cheongsam. It is a modified dark purple velvet cheongsam with orange and peacock blue embroidery on the hem. At the slit, it is dotted with jagged black lace, which looks charming and weird. Her hair was tied in an old-fashioned bun and she had a ghostly distressed hairpin. Unlike before, tonight she painted her face snow-white and wore a lipstick that was as bright as blood.
"Mr. Yue, who are you pretending to be? I can't see it. T3 looked at her curiously.
"Who else could it be? E1 said with a grin. He wears a one-eyed mask and is dressed as a pirate. Obviously, he was very satisfied with his hook prosthetic hand, and he showed it at every turn to tease others, "It's a pity that the Z2 and K1 gangs ran to play the walking dead, otherwise I could have scared them." β
T3 had always looked down on him, "Can you please not be so naΓ―ve?"
E1 laughed, "You're dressed like Frankenstein, and you're embarrassed to laugh at me?"
T3 scoffed, "Do you know art, turtle." "His makeup was put on by Z2. There are vivid stitches on his forehead, chin, and near his cheekbones, and at first glance, the whole face looks like it is made of tattered cloth.
"When it comes to art, I think Hou Ye is called art. E1 looked at Wan Guohou with a little flattery, "Am I right, Master Hou?"
Wan Guohou shrugged his shoulders and did not speak. He was dressed as a vampire, and now he looked even more eerie in the dark room.
Wan Guohou was originally pale-skinned, and it was perfect to dress up as a vampire. His high nose, deep eye sockets, cold and lifeless eyes, as well as long black hair and a serious and arrogant temperament, are all standard equipment for vampire nobles.
He wore a black gothic gown with a bright red scarf around his neck and a black velvet cloak with a red lining. If he hadn't smiled with a hint of warmth just now, it would have almost given the illusion that he had crawled out of the grave.
"Master Hou, how did you come up with this idea?" T3 looked at Wan Guohou's clothes and said with a smile, "That's good. β
"The monthly manager's suggestion. Wan Guohou said helplessly, "I didn't want to wear it, but she kept talking about her injury, which made me feel very guilty, and I felt that only by dressing up as a vampire could I be worthy of her." β
Everyone burst into laughter, Yue Shuluo's face was slightly red, and she didn't speak.
Compared to their high-profile outfits, the C4 is understated. In this "funny" holiday, the American also wore only a dark gray robe, and he did not wear heavy makeup, dentures, ears or anything like that.
"What are you pretending to be?" E1 looked at him curiously, "You're at a slumber party, aren't you?"
The crowd laughed, and C4 was a little embarrassed and said, "It's a ghost." β
"Yes, I thought it was the Ku Klux Klan at first. The words of the Marquis of Wan Guo amused the people again.
C4 pretended to complain and said, "Master Hou, have you been affected by madness, and your speech has begun to become poisonous. His face was flushed, clearly drunk.
Wan Guohou smiled and said nothing.
E1 looked at the moon shuluo, who was still shuffling the cards, and asked, "What game are we going to play?"
"I just learned it in the hall with a girl, Truth-or-Dare. Yue Shuluo replied. After speaking, she began to deal the cards one by one, "The big and small kings, J, Q, and K have all been drawn, and there are 40 cards left." Each turn, each person draws a card from it, and then the showdown, whoever has the lowest number of cards will be punished, Truth-or-Dare. Here, we don't consider the suit. Of course, if the numbers are the same, then they will be punished together. β
β...... What punishment?" T3 scratched his head, "It can't be excessive, right?"
"It depends on what you choose. Yue Shuluo smiled slightly, "Also, the person who is punished in this game will become the judge of the next game." Master Hou, are you also participating?"
Wan Guohou smiled and nodded.
After reading the cards in their hands, everyone exchanged glances, and then in the countdown of "three, two, one", they showed their cards.
The lowest number on the card is Wan Guohou.
The crowd burst into laughter.
"Truth-or-Dare?" Tsukishuluo couldn't help but laugh, "We'll show mercy to your men." β
Wan Guohou thought for a moment, "Truth." β
"As a first-round punishee, you have special benefits. You can choose one of us to ask you a question. Yue Shuluo said as he put the cards back into the pile.
"I want to see which of you is soft-hearted. Wan Guohou smiled and glanced at the crowd, "C4, you can ask." β
C4 looked a little cramped, he was a person who was easily shy, and at this moment, seeing everyone looking at him, he didn't feel a little nervous, "I don't know what to ask you." β
"Whatever you want, you can ask anything. Wan Guohou said with a smile.
"Uh, what part of your body do you like the most?" C4 racked his brains to come up with a question.
Everyone immediately let out a sigh of disappointment. T3 sighed the loudest, and he exaggeratedly said, "C4, you are so honest, you should at least ask Hou Ye at what age he lost his virginity?"
The men let out a malicious laugh.
C4 gestures his middle finger at T3 with a dismissive expression.
Wan Guohou touched his beard, "That's probably the eyes." He blinked, "I like my eyes the most." β
A crowd looked at him in amazement. There are only two wall lamps on in the room, and both are some distance from the coffee table. In this light, Wan Guohou's eyes seemed to exude an air of seriousness and sadness.
Yue Shuluo whispered "cough", "Master Hou, you can't participate in the next game of card drawing, you will be the judge." She handed the shuffled cards to Wan Guohou, "You can deal the cards." β
In the second round, the lowest hand is E1.
E1 looked at his cards and laughed, "Truth." β
Wan Guohou nodded, "Then I'll ask a question." His eyes were as sharp as arrows, "Of all the places you've been, where do you regret the most?"
E1 paused when he heard this. He subconsciously played with his hook prosthetic hand, apparently thinking about how to answer. He pretended to glance at Wan Guohou casually, and when he saw that the latter was staring at him without saying a word, he hurriedly sat up straight, "What I regret the most...... It's half a year of living in the neon country. β
"You've lived in the Neon Country for half a year?" Wan Guohou stared at him, "I don't even know." β
"I lived in Neon Country in the second half of 2014 and met you when I returned to Italy. E1 smiled wryly, "I don't usually like to mention things in Neon Country. β
Wan Guohou wanted to ask, but E1 changed the subject lightly, "Is it the next round?
In the new round, the lowest hand is T3. He said nonchalantly, "You're all so cowardly, if you're bored, I'll choose Dare." β
"Haha. E1 laughed, "You're underestimating us. He poked his head out and whispered in C4's ear, "Are you sure you won't change it?"
"No change". T3 said arrogantly, "What trick can you two come up with?"
"With your ass, write the spelling of the crown in the air. E1 said.
T3 froze.
A group of people burst into laughter, and even Yueshuluo almost fell off the sofa with laughter.
T3's face was not very good-looking, "Want to take off your pants?"
"That's not necessary, Mr. Moon is here, we have to respect the lady. E1 smirked and said, "We don't want to embarrass you, so you can write crown." It is estimated that if you are asked to write Chinese, you should have cramps. β
T3 laughed helplessly, and he stood up and walked to the open space in the box.
C4 reached out and turned on the flash.
"No shooting!" T3 protested.
But the crowd ignored him at all, and just slapped him in the face. He was so helpless that he gritted his teeth, turned his back to everyone, pricked his horse, and then twisted his ass to write the English alphabet.
Yue Shuluo laughed so much that tears were about to come out, C4 held up his mobile phone to shoot, and he almost flew out with laughter. E1 laughed maniacally as he slapped the coffee table, causing the candlesticks to fall to the ground. And Wan Guohou sat unsociably with a faint smile on his face. He didn't have the heart to play games, he would appear here, completely "the drunkard doesn't mean to drink".
By the time T3 wrote "W", he was already sweating profusely. "Alright?" he pleaded.
"Who is to blame for your own Dare?" E1 rubbed his palm on his thigh, he slapped the coffee table so hard that his hand hurt.
After finally finishing writing, T3 immediately squatted on the ground and wailed, "I won't have the face to face the Moon Manager in the future, it's too embarrassing." β
"You have the face to face us, don't you?" said E1 sarcastically, only to see that T3 had already stood up with a grim face.
"It's my turn!you~you~die~set~!" T3 elongated. He strode back to the couch and sat down, then shuffled the cards several times before he "hummed" and began to deal the cards.
"My card is a 9. C4 said smugly.
β4γ E1 looked nervously at Wan Guohou and Yue Shuluo, "I won't be the youngest, will I?"
Wan Guohou spread out the cards in his hand, and Yue Shuluo did the same.
Both are 3.
"Hahaha. E1 smiled like a fox stealing a fat hen.
T3 was a little embarrassed, "Then, Master Hou, Manager Yue, what do you choose?"
While Wan Guohou was still thinking about it, Yue Shuluo had already spoken cheerfully, "Dare." β
T3's eyes widened, and then he gave a thumbs up, "Cow! He turned to Wan Guohou, who smiled wryly, "Then I'm too embarrassed not to choose Dare." β
"E1, come here. T3 beckoned to E1, and the three "poker-men" gathered around and whispered for a while.
Yue Shuluo glanced at Wan Guohou and said with a smile: "I feel that they want to sell us for money." β
As soon as he finished speaking, E1 sat back. T3 cleared his throat and said, "We discussed it and decided not to embarrass you. He turned his head to look at Wan Guohou, and suddenly smiled, "Please Hou Ye 'wall dong' the head of the month, and then the two kiss wet for 30 seconds." β
"What is 'Bidong'?" Wan Guohou asked in some surprise.
"That's it. T3 smiled wickedly, then pulled C4 up and pushed him against the wall. He held the wall with one hand, and his body just shrouded C4. C4 pushed him away in disgust, "shit!." β
"Oh, I see. Wan Guohou nodded. He stretched out his hand to Yue Shuluo, who hesitated for a moment, but still held it. Then, Wan Guohou led the moon and walked to the glass wall.
The other three, some clapping and some whistling, were all joking.
Wan Guohou propped up the wall with one hand and looked at the eyes of the moon. For the first time, there was dodge and panic in those big primrose-colored eyes. "It seems that no matter how stable a woman is, she is afraid of making out in public. Thinking of this, he lowered his head and kissed it without hesitation.
"Oh......" the men laughed.
T3 shouted, "Master Hou has eaten!"
"Alright. Who's next?" Wan Guohou let go of the moon and fell.
In the new flop, the lowest numbers are E1 and C4.
E1 smiled wryly and said, "I don't seem to be lucky today." He looked at T3 with a narrow face, and hurriedly said, "I choose Truth, and so does C4?"
C4 nodded, shifting uneasily.
Wan Guohou thought for a while, "Manager Yue, you can ask questions." β
"My questions can be difficult to answer. Yue Shuluo smiled, "Among the people you have killed, are there any people who should not be killed, why shouldn't they be killed?"
E1 and C4 were stunned for a moment, and the two of them looked at Wan Guohou in unison, only to see the latter bowing his head.
C4 sighed, "The first person I killed." He lowered his head, as if considering what to say. He raised his head again, "I used to work for the CIA, and I was from the Science and Technology Division. He pinched his eyebrows in pain, "The first person I killed was my colleague." Because he secretly sold the intelligence of the division to the Russians. β
"Doesn't sound like a good person. T3 couldn't help but interject.
"He was one of my interviewers and the one who tried to persuade the bureau to keep me. Initially, the officers didn't want me because I didn't pass the psychological test. C4 smiled wryly, "But I killed him." β
"Because you have to kill him, and you discover his secret, he will definitely kill you. Wan Guohou said calmly, "But your heart is still very uncomfortable, because since then, you have suddenly found that killing people is no longer a very difficult thing." β
C4 was silent.
"So, what about you?" Tsukishuluo turned her gaze to E1.