The number of people arrived one by one, leaving only the last two empty seats, and the rest of the people were silent, no one spoke, and the air was so quiet that they could hear their breathing.

The last candle went out, and a man pushed the door and walked in, dressed in a white shirt and black pants, dressed very simply and cleanly, his face was as warm as jade, and he looked very gentle.

But everyone present knows that they can live until now, and they are afraid that they are not gentle people.

The man glanced around, and by the faint light saw that there were only two places vacant, and a chair was shrouded in darkness, and he could see nothing but black.

The other chair was leaning forward, sitting in the same position as the people.

Slowly sat down in his seat, and at that moment, a light hit the table, and everyone's faces could be seen clearly.

In that chair that was different from the others, there was a person.

His whole body was covered in a black cloak, and his hood covered his face, so that he couldn't see his face, whether it was a man or a woman, and how old he was.

The chair she sat in was also different from the others, in the center.

Nan Qiao slowly glanced at the people who had already arrived, and the hoarse and withered voice sounded, which was very ugly, and it was impossible to distinguish between male and female, whether it was from her body shape or voice, there was no way to tell whether she was male or female.

"Welcome, everyone—" The hoarse voice fell on everyone's ears, inexplicably uncomfortable, she stood in the dark, smiling, eight people, she could collect seven people's eyes, fourteen.

Huahua can also get fourteen eyeballs there, which adds up to twenty-eight.

It's a joy to think about.

In other words, she wanted to spend some time, and it was clear that she hadn't been separated for long......

Lowering her eyes, little Lori's mood is getting lower and lower, but the game has already begun, and neither she nor them have the right to leave.

But it doesn't matter, soon, she will be able to meet Huahua.

The cards have been handed out to each of them, and they know who they are.

[It's dark, please close your eyes]

[Welcome to the Game of Death]

[Game rules, a total of eight players, seven players holding cards for civilians, one for the killer, players need to find the killer within the specified time, if the killer is not found within the specified time, the killer wins]

The hoarse voice clearly spouted every word, clearly striking everyone's heartstrings, Nan Qiao always sat in his seat, without moving.

Everyone was suspicious of each other, and the man's gloomy gaze swept over everyone, staying on Nan Qiao's body, his tone was very arrogant, and he blew up his identity, "I'm a civilian." ”

After speaking, no one answered, and no one believed his words, One's expression became even more frantic, the previous long wait had already worn out his patience, and now he just wanted to kill everyone here, "I said, we have time to talk nonsense here, it is better to ......"

His gaze moved to Nan Qiao's body, No. 1 sneered, full of murderous aura, and slowly spit out three words, "Kill her!" ”

But no one in the audience made a move, and no one dared to try to do anything to her, she had already gone through two games, and she knew that only by following the rules could she leave safely.

One's tone was really manic, and after a long while, a sharp voice sounded, with fear and impatience, "Shut up! ”