Continue to drink the porridge: "I don't know, I might feel it."

Actually, I’m finding a reason to keep you. There is a dark system that says that Doudou can increase points.

After eating two bowls of porridge, I leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, and I was idle, so I chatted: "He couldn't control himself, and his diarrhea was severe. Even if he stopped the diarrhea and felt bad, he wanted to solve the problem of a person. In the future, the pressure would be much less. Just concentrate on dealing with someone."

"I helped him, but he still chose to kill me." It feels like a weak human relationship, and it is a great human being.

The masked man sat there, leaning back against the back of the chair, with his hands naturally on his abdomen: "Do you regret it?"

"Repent to help him?" Xining smiled faintly: "There is nothing to regret or not. If you help, you will help. Your current mood will not affect the time. At that time, he didn't expect to kill me. If he knew that he would come to kill me, he would be killed by you, would he still come?"

It is impossible for a person to go back to the past and judge what he should do based on his current situation. Of course, she is the Lord God, and what she does is to go back to the past and start again. The Lord in each task is lucky, and I don’t know what the reason is. After being picked, the Lord God will help fulfill it and realize his wish.

Or they have had too miserable experiences, and people are weak, and they have never made any big mistakes. They were chosen for the sake of the way of heaven, giving them another chance to be reborn.

Just as I was thinking, I heard the masked man ask, "Now there are only two people left, are you sure to win?"

To win, of course you have to win, and you have to win, otherwise you will die! Then, when you die, it is not only the master, but also the master, but also the master.

Xining didn't speak, which was equivalent to a default. There must be information about the Madonna Male, such as the former defending soldier king, the capture and fighting, the guns and off-road, and the special forces are not opponents.

With the protagonist's halo, she became the winner in the previous plot and got the full bonus. To be honest, she was not sure to win such a guy.

The masked man pondered for a moment before speaking: "There are shooting ranges and gyms here. If you need it, you can also provide someone to guide you."

Oh? Xining raised an eyebrow. Is this a hint that she can learn something to deal with the Madonna.

The masked man said this, which was impeccable. He just said that the facilities here were used by the contestants.

She couldn't help but smile and then said, "Thank you, but now no matter what you learn, it's like sharpening a gun in the face of battle. But they are real skills. Even if I study hard for two days, I will see through it at a glance. He knows that, but he is wary of it, so he shouldn't learn it."

If the Madonna Male is really consistent, then I will be embarrassed to attack the unarmed weak woman.

After hearing this, the masked man pondered for a while, stood up and cleaned up the table: "Call the service desk if you need, and I'll leave first."

"Okay." It's not necessary to tie the handsome guys around you all the time. They are the person in charge of this game, and there are many things to do.

Seeing the masked man packing the table and holding the tray to leave, she quickly said, "When I come, I will help me get toothpaste and toothbrush and replacement clothes, so I can make one less call."

This made the masked man know that she already knew his identity. Even if there was surveillance here, the masked man knew that she had seen everything, so he would say it. It was too tiring to hide it. Originally, he wanted her to know, so he simply opened the window paper.

The masked man looked at the wardrobe: "I'll free up the wardrobe later."

"No." She said indifferently: "No need to be so troublesome. If you don't care, just hang it next to me. Anyway, I'll only stay here for two days."

The next game will be in two days. Whether she lives or dies, she will no longer need to use a wardrobe.

The masked man stood there and looked at her, as if he was out of sight for a moment, but he soon came back to his senses, turned his head slightly, and left.

She stretched and walked to the bed to lie down. The bed was neither soft nor hard. After lying on the mattress, it was completely close to the lumbar spine of the body, which was quite comfortable. Everything here was very simple, but it felt so relaxed.

The man in this place should also live temporarily. After the game is over, it should take a while before the next game will be available. After all, so many people have disappeared continuously, it will cause unnecessary trouble.

I don't know what kind of life he lives normally.

Mo Ming: "You can ask him this."

Yes, wait for the opportunity to ask.

The sea breeze blew into the room, and the chirping of seagulls came from outside from time to time, and the sleepiness became stronger.

When she woke up, she had a thin quilt on her body. Although she was still the only one in the room, she remembered it very clearly that she did not cover her with a quilt before falling asleep.

Look at the clock on the wall, it is already time to eat. I don’t know where it is, but the time is calculated based on the local time of the owner.

She got out of bed, put on her slippers, and went to the main building for dinner.

The Madame Male sat there eating steak, the same as yesterday, but the atmosphere always felt a little weird. It was probably because he learned that No. 51 was dead.

Xining went to the Teppanyaki chef and ordered a steak set meal that was the same as last night's meal, then sat there and waited.

She asked as if chatting: "Do you know what happened in the middle of the night last night?"

"What are you talking about?" The chef kept flipping through various ingredients on the iron plate with his hands, so that the fat from the beef frying into each ingredient.

"It's just that someone took advantage of me to sleep and ran into my room and was beaten to death."

The atmosphere is too depressing, and I don’t care whether the Madonna knows it or not, I’ll say it anyway.

"Oh, this matter~" the chef skillfully flipped the steak: "He only ate two bowls of white porridge for dinner and drank another glass of vodka. This was a little better, but it was still a little bit."

No matter how you say it, you still know what to say, but you can’t say it. At this time, talking about diarrhea may cause disgust.

"Maybe I think I'm easier to deal with, so I'll solve it first." Xining said slowly and clearly: "What a coward. I've helped him before. But the service here is really good and the rules are well established. I'll ask a bodyguard tonight, so I'd rather have a better sleep."

The chef was wearing a mask. Although he couldn't see any expression, he was judging from his slightly bent eyes and was laughing: You have had a good sleep, but let the person in charge be his bodyguard, stay by his side for a night, and even beat him to death.

After she made the words clear, she stopped talking. She waited until the steak was ready, took the plate to the table next to her and sat down to eat. She also ordered a small cup of Ramundo and a glass of apple juice.

At this time, the Madame Male's eyes looked at her no longer sharp and hostile. After all, it was not her who killed the person, but No. 51 ran over and who was blamed for being beaten to death?
Chapter completed!