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Chapter 192: Murderer's Game 1(1/2)

"Hello, Miss Yingqian."

"You must have a lot of questions in your mind."

"But I'm so sorry, I can't answer you. I just want to play a game with you."

"Victory, you can leave here."

"As for failure... believe me, you must not want to know what the consequences are."

"Then start."

Ying Qian opened her eyes in the darkness.

There was a brief confusion on her face.

The memory of the last second is still in the villa where Gu Ci was.

so...

What the hell is this?

Why did the sound that kept beating just now have a bit of the system electronic sound?

She narrowed her eyes and instinctively retreated, but as soon as she moved, she felt a wet and sticky touch, climbing up from the soles of her shoes.

This feeling...

Is it blood?

Even though Ying Qian was already a little mentally prepared, she couldn't help but be stunned at this time.

She was frozen in place, her waist and back slightly arched, and her fingers covered her waist. She could react as quickly as possible whenever there was anything wrong.

Ying Qian's eyes looked back and forth vigilantly, and asked in her consciousness:

"System? Where the hell is this?"

After a while, the electronic sound of the system stuttered.

[Sun...host, this world is not...is not right!]

"What's the meaning?"

【No information was received.】

Ying Qian widened her eyes, "What do you mean?"

【That is, there is no information about the male protagonist in this world, or about it...】

The system was also confused.

Although the previous world of Gu Ci didn’t provide much information to Ying Qian, at least some basic information was still there.

But now, it's really poor.

Even the system didn't know what the hell is Ying Qian in now.

Even the information about the male protagonist.

All disappeared.

In other words, Yingqian fell into a situation where she knew nothing about everything.

Let alone show favorability.

Even if the male protagonist is a human or a ghost, he will be blinded.

"Damn!"

Ying Qian couldn't help but curse.

When this system is critical, there is no reliable one.

"Why is this happening?"

【have no idea...】

The system is quite aggrieved.

Without intelligence resources, in other words, in this world, the system can provide the role of infants, and there is only one store left.

"Forget it, check first, if there is anything wrong with you."

Ying Qian sighed.

The system is useless, she can only rely on herself.

Although the system has not provided much positive help before.

This thing is a discounted item.

Ying Qian rubbed her forehead, ignored the system and checked herself. The clothes were simple modern casual clothes. There was a hard shell book the size of a palm in the inner bag of her shirt, and half a piece of chocolate. The jeans side bag was also stuffed with a folding knife.

Have a weapon in hand.

She can also have a little confidence.

It was pitch black around, and Ying Qian couldn't see clearly that the hard shell was a thing, so she could only put it in carefully first and go out from this ghost place first.

The eyes have gradually adapted to the darkness.

She was deep in a small, small room in four directions.

The iron door was locked from the outside, and there was only an old wooden bed in the room and a stand-alone cabinet covered with spider webs.

The feet were covered with viscous liquid.

But the source cannot be found.

Yingqian bent down, touched her fingertips a little, and leaned into her nose.

"It's really..."

The smell and touch are very familiar.

Even from the perspective of viscosity, it shouldn't have been leaking out of the body for too long.

However, the blood owner should have already played with God again at this time.

Ying Qian silently drew a cross in her heart.

Judging from the recording she heard when she just woke up, she must have been caught by some pervert and came to participate in this game of Luo Shi.

The rules are simple.

If you can escape, you will win.

If you can't escape, you will die.

Ying Qian let out a long sigh, but there was no panic on her face. She hugged her arms and murmured:

"I really didn't expect that I was still destined to be a madman."

She has seen a lot of lunatics.

Even though he was in danger, he was still in a daze for a while.

This time the system honestly did not dare to disturb him.

Ying Qian closed her eyes halfway, and after a long time, she slowly stretched.

"It's time to work!"

Her face was full of energy.

It's not like being locked in a perverted secret room.

It's a primary school student who is about to enter the playground.

Get ready to try.

There was no trace of fear on her face.

System: [...So what did you do before, host!]

"Me?" Yingqian walked to the wooden bed, lifted the broken quilt on the bed, and said casually: "It's a gangster."

【This is not a profession...】

"Why isn't it?" Ying Qian sneered and began to remove the bed board. "My teacher has taught me since I was a child. There are 360 ​​professions and 360 professions. Do you have professional discrimination?"

[But the gangster is not at all 360 miles.] The electronic sound of the system fell down, and after a while, he asked again: [No, the host, why is the teacher? It shouldn't be the parents...]

"Shh!"

Ying Qian frowned.

My fingertips were still on the wooden board but I looked at the cabinet in the corner.

She seemed to hear something just now.

It was from the cabinet.

Speaking of which, where did the recording I heard first come from?
To be continued...
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