You said you were going to make games, how did you become the richest man without doing anything?

Chapter 635

The night was dark. Inside the assembly hall of Baifeng Manor, flickering candlelight illuminated the faces of those present, some solemn, some bewildered. Tang Yin stood in the center of the room, his gaze penetrating. His voice was steady and slow, as if peeling silk from a cocoon, he revealed the truth layer by layer.

"...In short, as long as we do this, we can reduce the number of humans." His tone was calm, but with an unquestionable certainty.

Everyone held their breath, and the air seemed to be stagnant at this moment.

Tang Yin slowly glanced around, his eyes falling on everyone's face, as if he was examining, or as if he was confirming something.

"Old Man Gao, who holds the final say, Zhao Gang, Qin Ming, Qian Jin, who holds a tenuous position, Hua Lu, who calls herself the Spider, and me, the Snake's Protector." He paused, tapping the table lightly. "To wolves, most humans are worth killing."

Zhao Gang frowned and whispered, "So...if someone is poisoned..."

"The person in charge of cooking, Madam Chen Xiang, who is also the only person who can be targeted for poisoning, will definitely be suspected." Tang Yin's words were without a trace of emotion, as if he was just stating an inevitable result.

The place was dead silent, with only the sound of the candlelight flickering.

"Mrs. Chen Xiang who calls herself Crow." He repeated softly, as if confirming some fact that had been overlooked.

Zhao Gang's face turned slightly pale, and his voice was low: "...So, you were almost poisoned to death because..."

Tang Yin glanced at him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, with a hint of irony in his smile: "It's just a coincidence."

He paused and continued, "However, since I just revealed my identity as a snake, this strategy is much more effective."

The air seemed to grow even colder, and everyone's expressions became solemn.

"If I was really poisoned to death, the wolf would never have attacked Madam Chen Xiang last night, but would have let her hang herself at this time today." Tang Yin's tone was terrifyingly calm, as if he was narrating an insignificant chess game.

He paused for a moment and glanced at everyone. Their silence was the best answer.

"But in the end, not only did I not die, but Hualu also..." He narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice low, "through her power of 'not dying', she gained everyone's trust."

Hua Lu stood in the shadows, her expression unchanged, only her fingertips tightened slightly, as if she was suppressing something.

"Furthermore, Hua Lu would definitely protect me through the spider's blessing, which means that Wolf couldn't kill me last night." Tang Yin sighed softly, with a hint of mockery in his tone, "Wolf should have considered killing Hua Lu, but as she proved before, her situation in Baifeng Manor was extremely difficult."

Wang Lina's fingers clenched the corner of her clothes, and her eyes trembled slightly, as if she had thought of something.

"If we have to choose between Wang Lina and Hua Lu to hang someone, then the person to be hanged will definitely be Hua Lu." Tang Yin's voice was low and slow, but it carried a certain irrefutable logic.

"So, all we have to do is hang Hua Lu during the day." He smiled slightly, his eyes as sharp as a torch, calm and sharp. "Then, the target becomes the protector of the crows - Madam Chen Xiang."

Zhao Gang's expression changed completely. He opened his mouth but said nothing in the end.

"Let's not worry about whether the priority here is appropriate for now." Tang Yin slowly raised his head, his eyes as deep as the night, "But for the two of them, even if they think so, it's normal."

It was as quiet as death.

As the candlelight flickered, the shadows of the people swayed on the wall, like a silent trial.

The candlelight flickered, illuminating the solemn and uneasy expressions of the crowd. The air seemed stagnant, tense and suffocating.

Tang Yin's eyes slowly swept over the crowd, his voice steady and calm: "Okay... let's get back to the topic."

He paused, his tone slow but every word sharp as a knife: "As long as the number of people killed exceeds the limit, it will be contaminated."

Tong Xiaoliang stood in the shadows, his smile still frivolous, but his fingertips tightened slightly, as if subconsciously on guard. Tang Yin didn't give him a chance to breathe, continuing, "In other words, Tong Xiaoliang poisoned himself, prepared to be contaminated."

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on Tong Xiaoliang. He simply smiled, tilted his head, and said lazily, "Oh, Uncle Tang, aren't you being too arbitrary?"

Tang Yin ignored his quibbling and said calmly, "She couldn't possibly be unaware that if someone were poisoned, his status as the deposed heir of the Qian family would definitely arouse suspicion."

He paused briefly, his eyes deep and abyssal. "...It's almost impossible for all the wolves to survive. Even if they pretend to be protectors, it's useless. Sooner or later, they will all be hanged."

The flickering candlelight illuminated the faint smile on Tong Xiaoliang's face. He lowered his eyelids like a spectator listening to an opera, but his nails were dug into his palms tightly, revealing a hint of suppressed tension.

"However, for some reason, they are unexpectedly united." Tang Yin continued, his tone steady but sharp. "They can select victims, launch suicide attacks, pretend to be protectors, or actively break the rules."

His voice paused slightly, with a hint of sharp inquiry: "Tong Xiaoliang is that kind of character."

Tong Xiaoliang's smile froze slightly.

"In other words, he has prepared himself to be hanged because of Madam Chen Xiang's last words." Tang Yin slowly stated his conclusion, his eyes sharp as a torch.

The air was as heavy as the dead silence before a storm, and everyone's nerves were on edge.

"However," Tang Yin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a hint of a sneer, "If Hua Lu can be hanged today, they will kill me at night, causing chaos at the banquet. Maybe they still have a chance of survival."

Tong Xiaoliang blinked lightly, as if he had finally found a breakthrough, and chuckled: "Uncle Tang, this is all just your one-sided story~"

His tone was relaxed, but a dark emotion was hidden deep in his eyes. "No one can guarantee that you and Sister Hualu are not wolves, right?"

Tang Yin narrowed his eyes and sneered in his heart - they have run out of tricks.

"Besides..." Tong Xiaoliang shrugged nonchalantly, "Maybe there are other ways to interpret Aunt Chen Xiang's finger gestures?"

"——Xiaoliang, that's enough."

Wang Lina's voice broke the silence.

Tong Xiaoliang was slightly startled and turned his gaze to her.

Her eyes were complicated, filled with fatigue and a hint of... relief.

"That's too painful." She smiled bitterly, her voice hoarse.

Tong Xiaoliang was silent for a moment, then a vague smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Then..."

Wang Lina slowly raised her head, her lips trembling slightly. Then—her eyes suddenly became sharp, and her tone was cold and resolute: "Go on a killing spree!"

The air froze at that moment as if it had exploded.

Everyone's pupils contracted slightly and their heart skipped a beat.

Everyone is sincerely looking forward to this, right? Once the wolf's identity and conspiracy are exposed, he will surrender.

It shouldn't struggle to death or even attack humans, right?
They wouldn't attack humans directly, would they?
The air seemed to freeze, and everyone was immersed in the illusion that the end was about to come.

Who would have thought that Wang Lina even had a gun ready?
Tang Yin's pupils suddenly constricted, and his heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly. Instantly, he realized he had made a fatal mistake—he had placed too much faith in logic, too much trust in the wolf's survival instinct, while ignoring the fact that a truly cornered beast would choose to perish together with its kin.

The first gunshot exploded!
The shotgun shells exploded, sweeping towards the seats below, and the murderous intent swept through the entire room like an invisible torrent.

“——Zhao Gang!”

Tang Yin's exclamation was caught in his throat. Zhao Gang's body suddenly rushed forward, instantly blocking the incoming barrage of bullets. His body, which had always been made of steel, was now like fragile paper, being torn, pierced, and large pieces of flesh and blood were blown away!
Blood spurted out in a terrifying arc, and the warm liquid splashed on Tang Yin's cheek, carrying a disgusting fishy-sweet smell.

The corners of Wang Lina's mouth slowly lifted up, her eyes showing crazy excitement. She chuckled softly, then burst into laughter: "Ahahaha——"

Her laughter was shrill and distorted, like a demon from the depths of hell reveling.

The second gunshot followed!

Flames spurted out of the muzzle, and the bullet, like the Grim Reaper's scythe, pointed directly at Old Man Gao.

He roared and rushed towards Tong Xiaoliang with his fists, but was met with ruthless bullets.

"boom!"

Old Man Gao's face was blown away in an instant, and he fell backwards like a broken doll, with blood and flesh scattered all over the ground.

Tong Xiaoliang blew gently on the muzzle of the gun, his eyes frighteningly cold: "Next -"

Tang Yin's ears buzzed, and his blood seemed to freeze. Through the blood mist, he saw a pair of eyes as sharp as a bird of prey.

Qin Yi!

“—Run—”

Qin Yi's roar tore through the air, like a roar of despair!
Wang Lina suddenly raised the gun and pointed the black muzzle at Qin Yi who was rushing towards her.

Tong Xiaoliang also turned around almost at the same moment, locking his gun on the same target—

However, at the last moment, the dying Mr. Gao swung his fist and hit Tong Xiaoliang hard!
"Ugh!"

Tong Xiaoliang's body hit the table hard, and the muzzle of the gun shifted slightly for a moment.

Tang Yin stared at all this in a daze, the only sound in his ears being the sound of his blood boiling.

"Qian Jin! Tang Yin!"

Zhao Gang's voice penetrated the surging chaos and forced its way into Tang Yin's brain.

He had already fallen in a pool of blood, his face pale, but his eyes remained firm: "—The rest is up to you."

This sentence finally brought Tang Yin back to his senses from his shock.

Qian Jin suddenly came back to his senses, and a crazy desire to survive flashed in his eyes.

Tang Yin suddenly grabbed the hands of Hua Lu and Xiao Mei, and stretched out his other hand to Qin Ming: "Run!"

They were unable to confirm the result of the third gunshot, and were unable to think about whether the dead were still breathing - at this moment, the only thing they could do was to escape from this Shura field that was about to be bathed in blood!
Tang Yin's location is near the exit.

He ran with all his might, and the moment he crossed the threshold—

"boom!!!"

The fourth gunshot ripped through the night again!

Sadly, there is no turning back now!
The fog grew thicker, surging up the hillside like a tide, swallowing up the remaining light. Tang Yin's breathing quickened, his heartbeat pounding like a drum in his ears. He ran as fast as he could, but the gunfire behind him was like a countdown to his own death, and he dared not stop.

"hiss--!"

A short scream shattered the night. Tang Yin turned sharply and saw Hua Lu stumble and fall heavily onto the gravel road. A look of pain crossed her face, and her palm scraped a bloody mark on the rough ground.

"Damn it..." Tang Yin's heart tightened, he gritted his teeth and reached out to pull her, but the murderous intent behind him was following him like a shadow, giving him no chance to breathe.

No time to hesitate!

He gritted his teeth, grabbed Hua Lu's arm, forcibly lifted her up, and continued to rush forward.

The next second, a figure caught up from behind. Qian Jin's face was pale, but his eyes were remarkably determined. He pulled Qin Ming, rushed to Tang Yin's side, and patted his shoulder fiercely.

Without words, they had already formed a tacit understanding.

Qian Jin acted decisively, bent down, picked up Hua Lu, turned around and ran away. Tang Yin followed his example, picking up Xiao Mei with one hand and pulling up Qin Ming, who was still in shock, with the other, and ran away!
The fog grew thicker, like a giant beast devouring their sight. The gravel beneath their feet loosened, and they ran almost instinctively, rushing up the winding mountain road.

The wind whistled in their ears, their breath surged in their chests, their legs ached like burning fire, yet no one dared to stop. Death was chasing them relentlessly, and any hesitation would mean they would be the next to fall.

"——It's okay now, let me run!"

After running for an unknown amount of time, Qin Ming finally shouted, panting.

Upon hearing this, Tang Yin immediately let go of his hand. Qin Ming staggered for a moment, but quickly steadied his pace and continued to rush forward.

"Where are you running to now!" Tang Yin growled, his voice echoing in the fog.

"The headquarters of the Qian Group!" Qin Ming gritted his teeth and said, "That is the safest building in the Hidden Mist Village!"

Tang Yin's heart trembled as he realized Qian Jin's intentions—he must have already taken the flower dew back to the base. If they could reunite there, perhaps there really was a glimmer of hope...

However, at this moment——

"Aha."

A low laugh lingered in my ears like a poisonous snake.

Tang Yin's pupils suddenly shrank, and he bent down almost subconsciously!
"boom--!"

The gunshot exploded, and the bullet tore through the air, bringing up a gust of hot wind that whizzed past his head!

too close!
Tang Yin's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, and his heart almost stopped beating.

He rolled to the side suddenly, raised his head quickly, and through the dense fog, he finally saw the figure who was slowly raising the gun.

Wang Lina!
A crazy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were cold, as if she had already regarded them as prey that was doomed to die.

"Sister Lina!! Why!!"

Qin Ming's roar erupted in the night, deafening!
His voice was filled with anger and disbelief, as if he was unwilling to believe the facts before him.

Wang Lina did not answer, but the muzzle of the gun in her hand was still firmly locked in their direction.

Tang Yin knew that this shot was just the beginning.

They have nowhere to escape.

(End of this chapter)