Bang.

After a single gunshot, there was another muzzle for the corpse on the ground.

Fu Anan pointed to the hole that was opened in the gangster's head, "Na, you also killed someone." ”

Hu Buchang looked at the scene of his brains splashing, a puddle of unknown liquid oozed from under his body, and his face turned pale and spit out.

Tsk, this young man's endurance is much weaker than hers.

If it weren't for his courage and righteousness, would he have wasted so much effort?

Fu An'an glanced at him troubledly, and retrieved the glasses and wallet that were thrown on the ground.

"If you don't want to be taken away by the police, it's best to get out of here immediately."

With that, Fu Anan untied his bound hands and feet and disappeared at the end of the alley.

The Hu Buchang left behind was shocked.

Waking up in the library, he's in this foggy place.

Strange and strange, even a girl who looks so well-behaved and cute killed three people without blinking her eyes!

Hu Buchang remembered the strange words that appeared in front of him at the beginning, and asked to himself,

"Is this really a game? Will people really die? ”

In the quiet alley, as the air became more and more solidified as he asked, a string of words appeared out of thin air—

[Please play carefully.]

Survive the game before reaching thirty or evading the game and you will die in the real world. ]

The other side

After a small episode, Fu Anan returned to the hotel.

Looking down from the clean and bright windows, the fog did not disperse even at night.

Compared to the morning, it seems to be thicker.

Fu Anan thought of the title of the game, and this round of the game has something to do with the fog.

As for what exactly, it remains to be investigated.

——

The third day of the mausoleum.

Fu An'an, like the previous two days, slept until nine o'clock.

The hotel provides three meals and meals, and as for the materials she prepared herself, Fu Anan didn't move at all.

As usual, with a phone call, the waiter at the hotel delivered breakfast to the door.

Every day at times like this, she would miss her brother Fu in her heart.

Thanks to Dad Fu, she has allowed her to live this rich and noble life with food and clothing to open her mouth and worry about food and clothing!

May he be happy and healthy, and live longer than Nanshan!

"Miss Fu's prayer attitude is really pious."

The little brother who delivered the food next to him was an old acquaintance, looked at Fu An'an and asked curiously, "But I see that your posture is a little strange, dare to ask which god you believe in?" ”

"Probably...... Wealth? Fu Anan said uncertainly.

“…… There is pursuit! ”

The little brother who delivered the meal closed his eyes and praised violently, and then brought breakfast in.

"By the way, Miss Fu, it's still foggy today, and the visibility is very low.

For your safety, we recommend that you do not go out today. If anything is needed, the hotel has a professional errand service.

All you need to do is call the front desk. ”

Fu An'an opened the curtain that had been closed last night when he heard this.

The fog was much bigger than the previous two days.

Looking out from the twelfth floor, there is a white expanse everywhere.

Last night, I could faintly see the outlines of other buildings outside the window, but now I can't see anything.

Fu Anan thought about it, and then went directly to the first floor.

She didn't dare to walk into the fog casually, but through the glass, she could feel how big the fog was.

The visible range is about one or two meters.

People rely almost on sound to discern places and locations.

On the streets, the fog lights of the passing cars were all turned on, and the yellowing lights could only be seen at close range.

Fu Anan stood at the door of the hotel and watched for a while.

I found that as people came in and out of the hotel lobby, the fog outside was more or less brought in.