(Thanks to the three children's shoes of 'Demon Emperor', 'Radish de Heaven'_sky' and 'Grim Reaper'.) ）

"Just stand around that 'clock' very casually, remember, the body should be facing a certain time~"

Facing a certain 'time'?

Everyone saw twelve corpses twisted into numbers.

What does that mean?

It's a game, but from the first game, there was no such thing as a game.

Shouldn't there be rules for a game or something?

For example, chess or something.

But this voice is talking about the game......

Well, if those death rules are the rules.

Wang Ming understood a truth: these so-called games...... Actually, it's just a matter of luck, whether it's the first fishing game or the current one.

Everyone looked at each other, and the six people who were selected by Zuihou still walked under the dense human hands.

If you don't do what the voice says, Wang Jie's fate is still vivid.

The others were standing at the top of the stairs and watching from afar.

The scene of the first game is still vivid, who knows if there will be something scary that will jump out again, and if you go too far, you may affect yourself.

And the dense human hands hanging on it are really numb, in this case, no one will want to walk in except as a last resort.

At least normal people don't......

The eagle eye behind the sunglasses looked at the space on this floor, and after scanning around and finding nothing special, Wang Ming focused his attention on the most conspicuous 'clock'.

"Huh?" His eyebrows furrowed, and the look of doubt in Wang Ming's eyes flashed.

In Eagle Eye's vision, the twelve twisted corpses flashed with a faint red light......

This is normal, and if there is no malice, Wang Ming will feel abnormal.

But what's going on with that ever-increasing and weakening malice?!

In Wang Ming's vision, the malice on a corpse first slowly grew, and when it turned into a very dazzling red 'light bulb', the malice on this corpse actually began to decrease again?!

All the way down to no malice at all......

It's a bit weird.

Wang Ming's eyes flickered and looked at the 'clock' over there.

"Big brother......" Nan Xingcun looked at Wang Ming, her face was a little red, and her mouth opened as if she wanted to say something.

patted the girl's head, Wang Ming pulled the girl and walked out.

Nan Xingcun was stunned, looking at Wang Ming's back, there was an extra sense of gratitude in his eyes.

With her right hand clenched in front of her chest, the girl cheered herself up, and then firmly followed Wang Ming and walked forward.

Wang Ming's movements attracted the attention of many people.

After all, he's the only one who doesn't need to be involved in the game to get forward.

However, I thought of the strong force that Wang Ming showed in the first game, and the girl in the maid costume who followed him.

Most of the men had a knowing expression.

Of course, there are also a small number of people who are disdainful (or jealous?). He pouted.

In their opinion, a guy like Wang Ming, who takes risks for the sake of a beauty, will die on a woman's belly sooner or later.

As for the three 'rivals in love'?

Except for the pantothenic muttering in my heart, I'm afraid I can't do anything.

Wang Ming's existence directly took away all their brilliance.

"Game of Death: Bloody Roulette."

The mechanical sound of the main god's three-nothing appeared in the minds of all the predators involved in this game.

At the same time, the hoarse and ugly voice of the person in charge behind the scenes also sounded in everyone's ears.

"The clock rotates in a clockwise direction, and each time it turns, the participants cannot change their position, and can only move it until the moment when one rotation is over, a total of 12 times."

"Among the twelve corpses, six corpses are 'alive', or they wish they were still alive, so if those six corpses accidentally saw a living person not far from them~~"

The next thing doesn't need to be elaborated.,It's nothing more than borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul.,Killing a living person can resurrect oneself and other cheating settings.。

"Oh hehehe...... It's your game, and it's the corpse's game, haha......"

The signature horror daxiao, the hoarse voice fell the curtain again.

Next, it's game time.

As you can see from the meaning of that voice, this game is not just about luck.

If Wang Ming heard correctly, what these participants should have to do is to determine which of the six corpses are still alive when the roulette wheel is spinning, and then, the moment they stop spinning, walk in front of the normal corpses.

Is it a test of judgment?

However, not to mention that the roulette wheel is spinning at high speed, the roulette wheel in front of them has not moved, and it takes a lot of effort for the participants to determine which one is a corpse and which one is an evil spirit.

After all, no one knows how to judge corpses and demons.

In particular, these corpses have been twisted into the shape of evil spirits, which is even more difficult to judge.

But......

Wang Ming pushed his sunglasses, and he said that with Eagle Eye in his hand, these things were not a problem at all.

This game ...... It was simply born for him.

If Wang Ming guessed correctly, those corpses that want to be 'resurrected' should not be immutable.

Since those things are also playing, the rules are probably similar to theirs, maybe in the eyes of those demons, there are twelve people standing outside, and only six of them are real, so they also have to make their own choices before the wheel is over.

Well, that's right, before the end of the turn.

That way both sides are fair.

This would also explain what was going on with the ever-changing red malicious light in Wang Ming's eyes, because the evil spirits that resided in these corpses were also constantly shifting.

"So, turn it for the first time...... Begin! ”

This time the voice was different from the hoarse and ugly, but compared to the hoarse and unpleasant, this voice had a little more coldness and gloom.

It was like the death judgment of the god of death in hell, and everyone who heard it felt a chill in their souls.

As the sound fell, the turntable containing twelve twisted corpses began to spin.

There was no push, but it started spinning automatically!

And as the speed of rotation became faster and faster, Wang Ming and the others' eyes were almost unable to keep up with the speed of rotation, and those corpses became phantoms in their eyes.

But even so, there was no fixed corpse that was not thrown out by this rotating force......

There are really countless unscientific places to complain about.

"Don't come here...... Standing behind Yukimura, Wang Ming turned to the girls who seemed to be eager to try, and seemed to want to come over and take a kick.

Although their intentions are haode, they want to come up and help Nanyuki Village observe and distinguish evil spirits and corpses.

But...... No one has a rule that these demons cannot seek out anyone other than the contestants.

Therefore, it is better for the girls to stand over there, so as to save any emergencies when they occur, Wang Ming can't guarantee that he will be able to protect their safety.

Hearing Wang Ming's words, the girls looked at each other, as if they were hesitating whether to go up or not.

After weighing the pros and cons, the smart girls also understood Wang Ming's thoughts, and sighed unwillingly, but Zuihou obediently retreated.

Seeing this scene out of the corner of his eye, Wang Ming was very relieved.

At least these girls never caused him any unnecessary trouble, did they?

Well...... Although the girls must be a little awkward in their hearts for Wang Ming's reprimand.

Turning his head, Wang Ming continued to pay attention to the roulette wheel in front of him.

Six of the twelve corpses were ...... Is there a 1 in 2 probability?

Although the soul attribute is as high as 53 points, the high-speed rotation of the turntable is still as dazzling as an ordinary person in Wang Ming's eyes.

Obviously, I can even see the high-speed movement of the son...... It seems that some kind of mysterious liliang is influencing his perception.

As time passed, the speed of the turntable gradually slowed down.

It's like which wheel everyone usually draws, and the bloody roulette wheel in front of him has become a state that is not as fast as a turtle.

And this state is the reaction time given to ordinary players by the behind-the-scenes controllers.

With his right hand stretched out, Wang Ming gently hugged Nan Xingcun's waist.

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After reading it, don't forget to smash out your tickets~