Bai Mu Niang looked at Zi Shumo coldly, without blinking her eyes, she stomped her left foot on the ground, and with a pop, two sharp blades came out from the toes and heels of her high heels, and kicked at Zi Shumo with one kick.

Zi Shumo jumped aside with a smile: "Oh, it turns out that this is your weapon?" Now I'm relieved, I'm just thinking where do you have a place to put weapons? ”

"You two don't make trouble, you don't want to wait for this idle time, what should you do?" Shanhe stretched out his hand and pulled Bai Mu Niang, and pressed Zi Shumo's shoulder again.

Bai Mu Niang bit her lip and stomped again, and then put away the weapon on her shoes. Zishu smiled wryly and jumped to the side of the sofa and sat down.

"This time the whole ghost town is a competition area, you look at this map, there are a total of six themed haunted houses here, in the shape of six-pointed stars, in the middle of which are amusement rides, and we are now on the southwest corner, closest to the screaming haunted house. There are also many trails, rest areas and shops around, and the terrain is quite complicated. In five hours, there were 25 people in total, and there were 22 people left in addition to the three of us, that is, the three of us had to deal with about 7 people on average. Shanhe glanced at Bai Mu Niang with concern.

Zi Shumo shook his calves and said, "What are 7 people?" Let them easily do it with one hand and one leg. ”

"Joke, they won't chase the three of us to kill, if you want me to say, let them kill each other first! Then, let's reap the benefits of the fisherman. Bai Mu Niang twisted her waist, leaned on the table, and put her hands on her chest, more majestic.

Shanhe hurriedly took his eyes off Bai Mu Niang, looked at Zi Shumo and said, "Don't be too big, be careful of capsizing in the gutter." ”

"Tsk, why are you cursing me? Didn't the White Lady say, let them kill each other. Alas, I'm curious to ask, how are you going to make them kill each other? We all have number plates on us, and it's impossible to pretend to be someone. Also, I'm almost certain that Number 7 wants to fight me when he sees me. ”

"Isn't it an escape?" Shanhe rolled his eyes and asked puzzledly.

"Fight hard with me so that he can lose brightly." Zi Shumo laughed, and turned to a straight color: "Actually, I have an idea that I can try to preserve our strength, that is, to maximize my role." ”

Shanhe and Bai Mu Niang looked at each other, looking at Zi Shumo together, waiting for him to continue.

"It's very simple, find a safe place for you to hide first, and then leave it to me to deal with them." Zi Shumo said.

"How is this possible, we are in this together!" Shanhe objected, and Bai Muniang also nodded yes, feeling that Zi Shumo's idea was too weird.

Zi Shumo pursed the corners of his mouth, and simply closed his eyes and stopped arguing with them.

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Tu Xiuwen and Jia Yangren came to the audience area, which seemed to be a small theater or cinema, with a total of three floors. The stepped seats form a semicircle around the middle stage, which is made up of a giant screen that scrolls through the video of the 25 players who entered the semi-finals in the preliminary round.

The seats here are wider than those in the cinema, with a small table in the middle of the seats, and behind each seat is a touchscreen where you can place bets or order your favorite food and drink. After all, it's a five-hour race, so the service here is also very attentive.

Jia Yangren raised his eyes and looked around, all of them were wearing masks, even the waiter.

In order not to crowd around with people, Tu Xiuwen suggested going upstairs to sit. So the two of them went up to the third floor and sat down in a relatively forward position.

There are really few people sitting on the third floor, and most of them come with one or two people, and they are not noisy.

Tu Xiuwen didn't talk much, and Jia Yangren asked tentatively, "Do you want to eat something?" Tu Xiuwen shook her head and still didn't speak.

"Are you still angry with my master? Actually, I don't think I can blame him for this, I think now, he's just a knife-mouthed tofu heart. Moreover, this is not his intention, he may want to protect you by pising you off. Jia Yangren whispered.

Tu Xiuwen glared at him, pursed her lips and said, "What does he matter to me." ”

"It's none of your business, what are you doing here? Isn't it because you're worried about him? Alas, that's why you girls are so wrong-mouthed. Jia Yangren said in an old and heavy tone.

"I just want to see how he dies!" Tu Xiuwen said angrily.

As he was talking, Jia Yangren felt someone walking towards them behind him, and quickly looked back and found a thin man in a black suit walking towards him. The way this man walks is somewhat familiar, and the hairstyle and momentum are also familiar. Suddenly, a person appeared in his mind - Brother Feng?

"You're friends with Brother Zishu, aren't you?" Feng Ge'er stood still, looked at Jia Yangren and Tu Xiuwen and asked.

Jia Yangren was quite surprised, hesitated for a moment and smiled: "You are Feng ......"

Before he could finish a word, he was pressed by Brother Feng and nodded at him.

"Sit, you're here alone?" Jia Yangren said as he motioned for Tu Xiuwen to move aside.

Before Tu Xiuwen had time to move the nest, Brother Feng waved his hand and said, "Don't sit down, we are here with my sister, she asked us to look around, saying that we might run into you." If you can, would you like to sit with us? ”

Jia Yangren looked at Tu Xiuwen, saw Tu Xiuwen pouting vigorously, as if she was unhappy, hesitated for a moment and shook her head and said, "I'm really sorry, my friend is not used to being with strangers, thank you sister." ”

"Alright then, don't bother. We're on the second floor, and if there's anything going on, come to the second floor. After Brother Feng finished speaking, he bowed slightly, and his eyes swept back and forth on Tu Xiuwen before turning around.

When Brother Feng walked away, Jia Yangren patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered: "I'll go, so that I can be recognized." ”

"Don't you look at your yellow hair, how many of them can see the wrong eyes?" Tu Xiuwen said angrily.

Jia Yangren touched his hair, and then he came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly.

After a while, the lights suddenly went out, and a strange voice echoed in the theater in the darkness: "When the moon rises, the night begins." The sleeping undead are beginning to wander around, and tonight, who will be one of them? Who will be the master of the night, and end this darkness before the dawn of dawn? Come! Let's wait and see! ”

A beam of light hits the stage, and a tall lanky man in a black and red gold-trimmed gown poses elegantly, and the exaggerated costume sets off his figure even more tall and dramatic.

As a long bell rang out, the man quickly exited, and the scene inside the ghost town surrounded by night appeared on the screen.

(End of chapter)