An old man who had lived most of his life, and they were a little suspicious of these things.

They looked at each other for a moment, and someone stood up, stared at the sky, and shouted, "Who the hell are you?" Why do you want to pretend to be a ghost? ”

There was a burst of laughter in the sky: "In that case, you don't need to prepare, then go straight to the first round!" ”

The blood-red sky turned black. The night began, and the killing began.

The wind rose, the fog rose, and several people soon lost sight of each other. They were anxious to pull the people around them, but they didn't pull them down.

When the wind had stopped, the fog had lifted, and they were scattered everywhere, and there was no one around.

The female ghost in white saw an old man standing in front of her. He looked here and there, as if he was a little scared. But he didn't know what to do, so he could only crouch in place.

It's been quiet all around, it's quiet, it's like a monster. It can swallow people up at any time.

The man stood up and squatted down, squatted and stood up again. He kept looking at the watch in his hand, never feeling that time was passing so slowly.

I don't know how long it took, but his psychological torture reached the limit. He couldn't squat down anymore, so he had the audacity to walk into the darkness.

He hadn't taken a few steps when he noticed a man rushing towards him with a knife. He ran as hard as he could, trying to get out of here.

The man's knife fell on his hair, and the sky suddenly dawned. The fog lifted, and after a few seconds, the fog cleared, and several people returned to their original places.

In the middle of them lay a corpse, the same living person who had just stood among them.

He lay flat like that, with a knife stuck in his chest. His eyes widened. There was a kind of disbelief that it was a blind eye.

He ...... How did he die? Which of you did it? A man stood up and asked.

Everyone shook their heads, indicating that it was not themselves.

The old man shot into the sky and shouted, "Is it you?" Did you do it? ”

There was another burst of laughter from the sky: "It's really not me." I thought I was going to shoot in the first round. But my knife hadn't slashed at the other person. The man killed him. So the first round is over, it's a shame, I haven't killed anyone for a long time. ”

"What? What the? ”

Everyone retreated in disbelief, who killed his companion.

The voice said that it was she who wanted to kill first, and then that person killed this person. So...... That person must have been wounded. Who the hell is it, kill the companions. ”

The old man who had just been chased and killed laughed: "Come on, right?" We've been playing together for decades, and we don't yet know what kind of person each other is. I'm afraid that the voice hasn't wanted to kill before we want to kill, and we will mess up ourselves, and when I was just here, I was cut by a person with a knife. ”

"Who's going to cut you?" Everyone looked at him.

The man's brows furrowed, and suddenly he couldn't think of who had cut him just now. ：

How did I know it was so dark? I still ran for a long time. to get rid of that person. ”

Something was wrong with everyone's eyes.

"What do you mean by that? Do you suspect that I killed him? ”

"Isn't it? Who else could you be if not? ”

"I haven't said anyone is going to kill me?"

“……”

Several old men quarreled, and some even tried to hack the man to death with a knife.

When they were in a mess, it suddenly became dark again.

There was a sound in the sky.

"The second round begins."

Likewise the fog rises and the wind blows. But this time. Everyone is no longer scattered. There are some people who are two or three together.

They huddled together first, agreed to look at each other's backs, and protect each other's backs. But after a while, they suddenly regretted it. It wasn't the mysterious man who had just killed their companion, it was their companion!

In this case, even companions are not safe.