The bus stops in front of the hotel. A hotel is a large hotel consisting of ten buildings, which are divided from each other......

"It's going to start now...... Zhou Cheng looked at this design, and began to think in his heart, "Do you want to go directly to the first stage and start the singles competition...... It may be that this is to prevent us from colluding with each other in tactics and refusing us to rely on the strength of our team...... There is also another possibility that the venue of the competition is the interior of the hotel. ”

Jiang Hailan looked at him and asked with the shape of his lips: "It's started?"

Zhou Cheng nodded and looked at the hotel, the lights in the hotel were dim, and it didn't look warm, but ...... It is like the light of purgatory that we see when we look at hell, where the fire burns sinners all night.

"Now come up and draw lots to decide your group. The guide took out a cardboard box and began to walk around, letting the people draw lots to decide on the group.

Soon it was Zhou Cheng's turn and the others......

"Smack!" Zhou Cheng held the hand of the guide girl without any discipline, and smiled: "Sister, leave a phone call?"

Then he was beaten by his sister without any suspense......

Three others: "......"

You Lang sighed inwardly: "If you lose, you lose, and you don't have the impression of this product as much as you can...... Is this really talent?"

Dongfang Lingfeng sighed inwardly: "It is worthy of being a natural filth that is rare in a hundred years, and every word and deed is exuding filth power." ”

Jiang Hailan didn't know why, he suddenly felt a little annoyed in his heart, and he didn't know if it was because he felt embarrassed or for some ulterior reason......

Zhou Chengbei smiled and straightened up: "Alas, my hands are quite fragrant......"

Jiang Hailan felt that he couldn't control himself and wanted to take a knife.

Zhou Cheng closed his eyes and began to think about the state: "Very good, relying on this kind of death operation successfully lowered the impression and created a lustful perverted image...... If I'm lucky, the data power is charming, and 1C should have targeted me...... It's this guide, whose strength is a bit unknown, and I feel that the data strength is a C-level ...... The ghost believes that you are a C-level, and it is impossible for someone sent to suppress these contestants to be a C-level. So...... Does the ability to hide one's own strength have anything to do with it?"

"Hmm...... I've done enough to die today, so just keep the impression I'm in now. Zhou Cheng took out the lottery drawn, and the sign itself was a room card, "Room 103......"

"Now please come with me the player whose room number starts with 1. The guide got out of the car with a frosty face.

Nine people got up at the same time.

"it...... Have I been dying too much lately?" Zhou Cheng complained in his heart......

There is no doubt that these 9 people are a competition group, however...... Zhou Cheng's luck was against the sky, and he successfully drew three of the four threatening players specially named by Goddess Jiang in this group......

Zhou Cheng stared at the right hand that was used to draw lots just now: "Did my right hand do something that shouldn't have been done recently, so it was boycotted by the Buddha and Jesus?"

Several other people also saw this comic with a high sense of existence, and most of their expressions were relieved.

At the same time, the yellow-haired little kid (who was not in a group with Zhou Cheng) who was watching next to him also breathed a sigh of relief.

3. Killing games

Hotel, this place that is both obscene and elegant.

Zhou Cheng walked into room 103, closed the door, and saw the paper on the table at a glance. According to the routine of the general hotel, this piece of paper is generally to introduce the hotel's advertisement or tell customers about the relevant system, such as throwing feces on the wall to lose money......

However, this piece of paper is clearly different.

"Printed, there is no trace to extract ......" Zhou Cheng analyzed it and opened the paper.

"103 Players Personally:

You are in. Please familiarize yourself with the rules as soon as possible.

This game: Killing game, does not pose a danger to life, after being killed, it will be resurrected by the energy of the small world. The deceased will be sentenced out. Don't worry.

The rules are as follows: 1. Night: 3 killers are randomly determined each night. The Killer has the ability to open the door of another person's room and start killing. Homeowners have the right to fight back. The system gives the killer a black night coat, which disappears automatically at dawn.

2. Daytime: No use of force, you can reason and gamble, and vote to execute a character you think is a killer. The one with the largest number of votes dies, and the execution is irresistible.

Repeat the process until only one person is left alive. The last person alive advances to the winner. ”

Zhou Cheng looked at this introduction to the rules, glanced out the window, it was dark.

According to the rules of the game, the killing is about to begin.

Zhou Cheng vigilantly took out the Xuanyuan brick...... I feel a little ashamed every time I type those three words...... and Nox Ya, with a left-handed brick and a right-hand mobile phone, looks like a migrant worker who is beating people on the phone while asking for wages...... Zhou Cheng, a migrant worker, sneakily walked to the wardrobe, and when he opened it, he happened to see a piece of clothing, a pure black hooded dress, which was somewhere between a Death Eater and a follower of the FFF cult......

"It's a bit of a file...... But I'm even equipped with something like a brick, and the style of painting has collapsed to the limit. Zhou Cheng's face did not change color, and a blood-red English word was embroidered on the hood: killer.

The killer, Zhou Cheng, a migrant worker, opened the door silently, beware of anyone guessing that he was a killer in this way.

Zhou Cheng thought about the information he had and avoided the room of the three people Jiang Hailan specifically mentioned without hesitation...... A C-level sprout newcomer scares three big guys, and you have to pay attention to skills when you die......

If it looks weak, you should also avoid it, after all, the other party may also be shaping the "impression".

"So...... In the end, do you still have to rely on character?" Zhou Cheng sighed, "Meng, Meng, the method of combining Mengchai after so many years of exam-oriented education will always be ......"

Zhou Cheng launched the privilege of the killer, pushed open a door, and begged the Buddha Jesus and Taoist Sanqing in his heart and even Chairman Mao by the way...... Pray for yourself to be weaker.

Zhong Sizhai, room 101, as the name suggests, is a dead house......

"Wife, I'll order you a ......plane right away," Si Zhai was addicted to live broadcast and couldn't extricate himself. The female anchor on the mobile phone screen has an Internet celebrity face, a little Lori with big white legs, and shouts in a coquettish voice, "Thank you to my master." ”

Si Zhai was very useful, and began to seriously think about whether to lick the screen.

The man said to do it, so the next moment there was an extra layer of transparent medium on Lori's face, well, it was saliva.

Zhou Cheng standing outside the door: "......"

Zhou Cheng thought for a moment, shook off the festival outside the door without any psychological burden, and asked in a coquettish voice: "Sir, can you open the door......?"

There was a quiet inside, and Zhong Sizhai was excited: "Sister!"

Immediately, Si Zhai ran over and opened the door...... Si Zhai, who was in a state of excitement, hadn't gone out yet, and saw the door open by itself, and a brick was getting bigger and bigger in his perspective......

Zhong Sizhai, hit the street.

Zhou Cheng thought for a moment, and went to the house to find a knife that Si Zhai had brought...... Hand up and knife down.

"What should I do with the traces of the bricks......

The following involves bloody and violent content, which is not suitable for any text, and we are a novel that is suitable for all ages...... Right?

Killer No. 1 glanced around coldly, crisply and neatly, without superfluous movements...... Very good.

At his feet, a corpse lay down. A golden dagger spins in Killer 1's hand. He suddenly thought of something, thought for a moment, and then picked up the body and came to the door of the next room.

According to the rules, even a killer has only one chance to open someone's door once a night...... But next door 103 is open. This illustrates...... He was killed, or he was a killer.

Interesting...... The killer decides to wait for him and kill another one. The killer hides in the darkness of the night, waiting for an opportunity.

Ten minutes passed. The killer continues to hide in the darkness of the night, waiting for an opportunity.

Twenty minutes passed. The killer continues to hide in the darkness of the night, waiting for an opportunity.

1 year has passed. Hide in the dark night, waiting for the opportunity to move.

100 years have passed, and the killer is dying of old age......

"Why is this man so abrasive!!" The 100-year-old killer stroked his gray hair...... Soldier.

The killer couldn't wait for 103 people, so he had to change his strategy, carry the corpse of the person he killed, nail the opponent's head to the wall with a dagger, and leave with a sneer. He placed a ban on the dagger, and no one but himself could pull it out. Tomorrow everyone will think that this is a killer, and he can see the room number of another killer, so this way to tell everyone that this person is a killer!!

This behavior is scientifically known as a pit man.

After the professional disposal of the corpse, Zhou Cheng thought for a moment, made sure that there was no evidence of the crime, and went out......

"Damn. Zhou Cheng closed the door with a complicated expression, "It must be that I opened the door in the wrong way...... Who put a corpse at my door?!"

The corpse was stuck in a dagger against the wall in an eerie position. Look at the posture, look at the position, and be sure...... There are always people who want to trap the widow.

Zhou Cheng thought for three seconds, stepped forward decisively, drew his knife, and prepared to dispose of the corpse.

However, the knife was so twisted that Zhou Cheng couldn't pull it off when he kicked his legs on the wall...... True grasshopper shakes the tree.

"......" Zhou Cheng felt that his middle finger could not restrain himself from lifting the ground, "[Beep~] is this iron-hearted to pit me?!

"Hmm...... Ridiculous!" Zhou Cheng immediately thought of a plan, laughed three times in the villain's style, and began to make trouble......