Liu Hongwei used to be a small employee in a company. He was tall and strong, but he was often scolded by his boss like his third grandson. It was miserable.
By chance, he got a magical black book. Although he was tortured to death by various supernatural scripts, relying on the rewards from the scripts, he not only lived the life he wanted, but also made the leader who often scolded him
His family was ruined, which made him feel that all his efforts were worth it.
After experiencing so many supernatural scripts, Liu Hongwei concluded that he had to rely on himself for everything, so he was sarcastic when he heard someone say that he needed to hold a meeting to discuss countermeasures today.
But having said that, the red wine in Villa 14 is really good. Although he is rich now, he has not yet reached the level of drinking this level of red wine whenever he wants, so he couldn't help but drink two more glasses today.
A bit over the top.
Back in the room, Liu Hongwei also saw the rules of the game on TV and thought to himself that this was a modified version of Werewolf. However, after seeing that he was a villager, he lay down on the bed with some disappointment and fell asleep not long after.
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"Dangdangdang..."
A crisp knock on the door woke Liu Hongwei from his sleep. He sat up from the bed and looked up at the clock on the wall. It was not long after 11 o'clock.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and then shouted to the person who knocked on the door in a very dissatisfied tone: "What kind of door are you knocking at this late at night? Get out!"
"I'm sorry, I live next door to you. My bathroom door can't be opened and my clothes are still inside. Can you help me?"
It's a woman's voice!
Liu Hongwei suddenly became energetic. The two women participating in the multiplayer script this time were both pretty good-looking. When they were downstairs, he couldn't help but take a second look. Could it be...
Could it be that one of them has taken a liking to him?
Liu Hongwei thought it must be like this. As the saying goes, women don't love men unless they are bad. It was probably because one of the beauties was attracted by his domineering personality and strong body shape.
The taboo in the villa says that you cannot leave your room after 12 o'clock at night. There is still nearly an hour before 12 o'clock, which is enough time to do some things you love, and you will definitely not be lonely in the remaining days. You can even finish the script and leave here.
We can keep in touch for a long time afterwards.
There are rewards to get and girls to pick up, it’s so cool!
Liu Hongwei adjusted the position of his little brother, then stood up and walked to the door to open it. The one who knocked was indeed one of the beauties. She was standing outside the door shyly, with wet hair, flushed cheeks, and only a pair of clothes around her body.
Although the bath towel was covered with my hands, it was still unable to cover up the pair of mountains that were about to emerge.
There is also the hem of the bath towel, which is sandwiched between two tight legs. If it were even one centimeter shorter, she might be in full bloom.
Seeing such a beautiful scenery, Liu Hongwei swallowed his saliva, resisted the urge to pull off the bath towel, and then said in a very gentlemanly manner: "Beauty, don't worry, I will help you open the bathroom door now."
The beauty covered her mouth shyly and smiled, then pointed at Liu Hongwei's back and said: "Handsome guy, the clock in your room seems to be slow."
The smile on Liu Hongwei's face froze in an instant. He looked back at the wall clock in the room. The time displayed on it was ten past eleven. He looked down at his watch again, and the time was ten past twelve.
, the wall clock in the room was actually one hour slow.
[Don’t leave your room after midnight]
Liu Hongwei thought of the blood-red taboo on TV, but it was already too late. The lights in the corridor glowed with a faint blue light. Looking at the beautiful woman outside the door, her eyes grew bigger and bigger, and her whole eyeballs almost popped out.
came out, and at the same time, the corners of her mouth were grinning hard to both sides, showing an extremely sinister smile...
Mo Shouchen stayed there for most of the night, but nothing happened. In the end, he didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already noon.
He washed his face and went to the first floor. Unexpectedly, he was the first one to go downstairs. It seemed that the others had not had a good night.
It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon when other people came downstairs one after another, but muscular man No. 9 never showed up. The door to his room could not be opened, and no one responded to the knock on the door. It seemed that he was the one chosen by the undead at night.
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Suddenly one person was missing, and everyone was in a very low mood. However, no one talked about it, and no one expressed their opinions. After all, there were still a few hours until the limited time for voting, so there was no need to reveal their thoughts now.
, giving others a chance to fight back.
The short-haired girl No. 8 cooked a sumptuous dinner for everyone. She probably wanted to win everyone's favor through her cooking skills so that everyone would be merciful when voting. Seeing that everyone ate with gusto, she felt that today
I probably won't be eliminated later.
After dinner and clearing away the tableware, no one left the table because the most critical voting session was about to begin.
"This undead game is a bit similar to Werewolf, so before voting, I hope everyone can take turns to express their analysis and thoughts, and others should not interrupt while speaking. After everyone has finished speaking, let's discuss who will be the next one.
It’s more likely to be the undead.”
Elite Man No. 1 still played the role of leader. After announcing the speaking rules, he gave his analysis.
"The undead killed No. 9 last night. Only No. 7 and I had an argument with No. 9 yesterday, so we are the two most suspects. However, I still have to explain that I am not an undead. I hope the fortune teller can tell me today
Please verify my identity later and prove my innocence."
After finishing speaking, elite man No. 1 looked at the little boy No. 2 with a smile, indicating that it was his turn to speak.
Little boy No. 2 looked around first, and then said: "I'm not an undead, that's okay!"
"ah?"
Mo Shouchen had never played Werewolf, so the brief speech of little boy No. 2 caught him off guard. He quickly adjusted his thoughts and then expressed his thoughts.
"My identity is not undead, but I feel that although No. 1 and No. 7 both had disputes with No. 9, the undead probably killed No. 9 to frame them, so the undead may not be among them."
Hearing Mo Shouchen excuse himself, elite man No. 1 smiled and nodded to him to express his gratitude, but man with glasses No. 7 had no reaction. He kept his head lowered and clasped his fingers, as if what others said had nothing to do with him.
Same.
It was the turn of Perfume Girl No. 4. She was silent for a few seconds, then nodded heavily, as if she had made some decision. Finally, she raised her head and said: "I am not undead, but I discovered it last night.
Clues to the Undead.”
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