Chapter 2 Former Veteran Players

"Want to know why I'm so calm?" Eight snapped his fingers and leaned back against the backrest, revealing an eerie sneer.

He first looked at No. 5, then at No. 7, and continued, "Because Lao Tzu has come more than once, you think I'm not afraid? Actually, I'm also afraid, is it useful to be afraid? It's useless, crying like that sissy on Six? If I can find the wolf, I will cry to you at once. ”

"According to my past experience, wolves are very good at pretending, at the beginning he will pretend to be weak first, seek protection, and when seeking protection, he will not forget to sow discord, let us doubt each other, and then kill his own people, so, I suspect No. 5 for the time being, and you say the rest."

No. 8 is worthy of being a veteran player, and the time card point is just right.

When it was Aunt No. 1's turn, she looked very nervous, and it took a long time for a sentence to come out.

"What's going on? I, I'm just a garbage picker, a wolf or not. ”

The second little fat man stared at No. 7, his voice was full of anger, and he yelled loudly, "Am I afraid? Can't I pee my pants? I am the most suspicious of what to say, as long as I am afraid, I can't help but talk to myself, is it wrong to talk to myself? ”

"Aren't you afraid? Since No. 8 is an old player, I, I, I will listen to what No. 8 said, No. 5 is the most suspicious, because No. 5 wants to hide his identity, so he pretends to be like that, even if I am afraid, I will not be so scared that I can't even say a word. ”

"That, I, I don't actually know, but I don't think there's much of a problem with No. 5, he, he's the first to speak, it's normal to not know what to say, you shouldn't target him because of this." The voice of the short-haired girl is beautiful, light and crunchy, like a silver bell.

"Moreover, I think we can take it slowly, wait for everyone to speak, and then judge."

Three's words drew the favor of Five, and Five's Void made a gesture of gratitude.

I looked around, and now the ones that are being pushed to the table are five, eight, and half two.

No. 5 spoke first, but because he spoke too little, he pushed No. 8 onto the table, so it was normal to be targeted by No. 8.

No. 6 looked neatly dressed and looked like a successful person, and he didn't expect to be scared to cry.

Miss No. 7 analyzed well, and her language was also very sharp, but unfortunately she didn't say what she doubted No. 2 behind.

Number Eight is a veteran player, who has been here a few times, and also speaks out the characteristics of wolves, will pretend, will provoke, and will seek protection.

Aunt No. 1 is obviously a confused person, and she doesn't know anything.

The fat man No. 2 refuted No. 7, but the strength was very lacking, but he planned to follow No. 8, is it considered a kind of seeking protection?

Number 3 hopes that everyone will give up attacking each other, let everyone talk more, and find the wolf better in the next round.

It's too simple, how can it be so easy, the wolf will hide.

Five is now being targeted by Eight, and likewise, Five grits his teeth at Eight.

I rubbed my chin and looked at these people carefully, was the aunt really stupid, or was she pretending to be stupid, was the fat man looking for protection, or was he already planning to go with Eight?

It hurts my head, because neither Numbers Five, Number Eight, nor Number One, there is no sign of a wolf.

Several others, not to mention.

"I'm a little confused right now, and I'm not sure who the wolf is, but as Number Three said, if we wait for the next round, one of us will die randomly."

I rubbed my head, damn it, why do you have to be the last one to speak, who to push?

Others may not know that if I really want to kill anyone in my last speech, it is really easy to do it for their rotten speeches.

But I don't want to do that, I'm not a werewolf, and if the person who shoots me to death isn't a wolf, I'm definitely going to be targeted, and I don't have any clear goals right now.

The time was coming quickly, but unfortunately I just had time to say a word, and seven numbers appeared in front of me, except for my number four, the others appeared in front of me.

I abstained and did not vote.

"Wow"

The red lacquer on the table flowed, forming two numbers in the middle of the table, three votes for five, two votes for eight, and one vote for seven.

There were eight people in the room, and five votes were cast, and one person except me abstained.

No. 5 is voted by No. 8 and No. 2, who else will be?

The eighth should be voted by the fifth and seventh, and it is normal to have two votes.

So who voted for the number seven?

I couldn't help but squint, if Seven was a wolf, she shouldn't have jumped out so early.

started to make enemies in the first round, isn't it clear to tell others that she is a wolf?

Number Seven was the first to be ruled out in my mind, and now someone actually voted for her because her analytical skills are so terrible, are they going to push her in front of everyone?

"The fifth has the most votes, die."

There are no superfluous words, and there is a special power invisible, which suddenly appears,

"Click"

The yellow hair actually exploded directly, shattering into a puddle of thin mud, as if there was an invisible big stone that smashed directly on him.

Really, dead.

Yellow-haired bones mixed with flesh and blood, flowing down the chair.

I could even feel his warm blood running into my shoes, and he was so sick and disgusting.

The smell of blood was pervasive, and the mist of blood enveloped everyone.

To be honest, this should be the first time I've seen a living person suddenly die in front of me, and in such a horrible way to die.

"Vomit ......"

The strong smell of blood rushed straight to my nose, and my stomach churned, and I couldn't help it at all, and I opened my mouth and squirted out.

Is this fake death? It doesn't look like it at all.

Although the vomiting felt unpleasant, it felt like something had to come out of the stomach.

Do werewolves vomit? I don't think so, werewolves don't vomit, so now it's humans who vomit.

I kept spitting, carefully watching my surroundings in between vomiting.

Miss Seven, Three, and Two were all vomiting, and No. 6 was not vomiting, but his eyes no longer had any perspective, and the preliminary estimate was that he was already scared silly.

The other people were too far away for me to see.

In terms of vomiting, Seven, Three, Two and me, of course, the scareless Six.

In addition to those of us, the other two, one of them may be a werewolf.

Aunt No. 1 and No. 8 are former participants, who will they be?

At the beginning of the second round, I was the last one, and this time the first to speak was the sixth.

It's a pity that this thing has been scared stupidly, and it knows what to say, so stupid and wasted thirty seconds.

Miss Seven didn't seem to have woken up from the shock, but she only hesitated slightly, and then said, "I'll read from No. 2's mouth...... ...... vomit"

Before she could finish her sentence, she covered her mouth vigorously.

The smell of blood around her was so strong that as soon as she opened her mouth, she couldn't help but vomit.

Thirty seconds passed easily, and Miss Seven didn't have time to say anything, and the time was up.