Chapter 118: The Game of the Successors (15)
The castle at night was very quiet, so quiet that Huo Ning stood in the corridor and felt that there was a Piao moving behind him.
A pale hand suddenly came up on his shoulder, Huo Ning rolled his eyes, and twisted it back: "If you are so idle again, don't blame me for being rude." ”
Xu Rong, who was fiercely suppressed, had a bloodless face, and hurriedly apologized: "Brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong, can you forgive me this time?" ”
"Just this once, if you bother me again, I'll kill you."
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Huo Ning took the lead and walked towards the staircase, not realizing at all that Xu Rong, who was standing in place, was looking at him like crazy at this time.
Kill him, then your chances of winning are better, right?
The corners of his lips were raised, his smile was twisted and weird, and Xu Rong slowly followed, as if thinking about how to implement his plan.
Behind him, in the room where Huo Ning lived, the door opened a crack, and a golden light flashed in the darkness.
Probably this is what is called, the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch follows.
Huo Ning and Xu Rong went not to the flower bed this time, but the collection room located on the basement floor.
According to Xu Rong, he accidentally broke in today and found that there were countless treasures inside, which was definitely the kind that Huo Ning would like when he saw it.
Although he knew from the bottom of his heart what the hell this guy had in mind, Huo Ning still accepted this person's invitation in the middle of the night, and complained to Xu Yanyin after returning to the room.
He finally knows why horror movies always happen at midnight, because there are always people who like to die at midnight.
Xu Rong is not afraid that someone will be guarding the collection room and waiting to give him a head? ?
Xu Yanhuai was reading a book with glasses on at that time, and when he heard this, he closed the book and looked at him with his eyelids half-lifted: "If it were you, would you choose to do it at midnight when there are the least people, or at noon?" ”
Huo Ning looked at him in silence, and then smiled: "I choose not to do it." ”
In this inheritance game, all are opponents.
But the difference is whether your opponent is a person or a group of people.
He's lazy and doesn't want to be the sweeper in front, so he's better to be the last reaper.
Fingers lightly put on the doorknob, Huo Ning frowned and turned back: "Is it really here?" Why is there nothing here, and it's still eerie, would anyone really want to collect things here? ”
Hiding the baseball bat behind him more tightly, Xu Rong smiled stiffly: "Then don't you know if you go in and take a look, ask so much, who knows." ”
Huo Ning touched his chin: "It's the same." So saying, he wanted to open the door.
Behind him, Xu Rong, whose eyes became crazy, took out a baseball bat and slowly lifted it......
Huo Ning turned his head again and said, "I think I should call my brother, you-"
Xu Rong was still holding a baseball bat, not knowing whether to collect or fall, and he froze in place for a while without moving.
"What are you...... Why? ”
Xu Rong seemed to react, baring his teeth and glaring at him fiercely: "you!" ”
“……? You actually have thoughts about me? Xu Yanyin, what do you think? ”
The footsteps behind him slowly approached, and as soon as he grabbed the murder weapon in Xu Rong's hand, his voice was gentle and polite: "What do you think?" Let's talk about it first. ”
For this kind of guy who cares about his own people, Xu Yanyin pursues a principle:
It doesn't matter what you do, it's important to hit it first.
Not to mention, this person is Xu Rong.