Ming Ke: When the villain accidentally mixes into the protagonist group

At this moment, the cruise ship's announcement sounded: "Two passers-by will be selected in this round. All participants, please return to room 4. The voting is about to begin."

Then, brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer's laughter stopped abruptly.

Bang!

The metal chair leg that was originally held in the hand of brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Then, there was a deathly silence. Almost everyone held their breath, as if an invisible hand was strangling their necks.

The air seemed to freeze, and everyone was guessing in their hearts what Brown Bear Jeffrey Dahmer would do next.

Bourbon glanced at the man in the red fox mask, then looked around at the group of admirers of Brown Bear Jeffrey Dahmer, and finally his eyes fell on Brown Bear Jeffrey Dahmer.

Click!Click!Click!

Brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer twisted his neck, his joints crackling. He tilted his head and looked at the man in the red fox mask who was closest to him. "Can you let me be the boss?"

"It depends on whether you want to or not." The man in the red fox mask raised his head and looked directly at the brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer without fear.

"I think so." Brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer lowered his head slightly and looked at the man in the red fox mask. "Don't lie to me!"

"Heh." The man in the red fox mask chuckled, "So you're afraid of being cheated."

Brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer glared at the man in front of him with his eyes wide open and raised his fist as big as a sandbag, as if he was going to kill him with one punch.

Bourbon, who was standing not far away, was watching the two people in the center of the field nervously, and noticed that the group of burly men wearing blank masks in the distance had moved.

Can't we use force? How exactly is "using force" defined? Bourbon frowned slightly, feeling like his heart was about to burst out of his throat.

The surrounding admirers naturally sensed the tense atmosphere and noticed that the group of burly men were gradually approaching.

In the crowd, several young admirers wanted to stop the brown bear from resorting to violence as they had done before, but when their eyes fell on the mess around the brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer, they retreated, not daring to take a step forward, and could only encourage others to persuade him.

A tall, thin admirer nudged the short, fat man with his elbow, signaling him to pay attention to the group of burly men approaching. He lowered his voice and said, "Those people are moving. Please persuade the adults not to take action. The adults will listen to you."

However, the short and fat man just glanced at the tall and thin admirer without saying a word. He raised his eyes and stared at the brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer in the distance, then slowly and cautiously backed away.

"Huh?" The tall and thin admirer looked confused, but was afraid of attracting the attention of brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer, so he didn't dare to speak too loudly.

The same scene also happened to the stuttering and thin admirer, but the thin admirer only showed an anxious look, and seemed to be not prepared to step forward to dissuade him, just like the short and fat man.

Bourbon noticed the small commotion among the crowd around him, and realized that many people were retreating, and the circle around him was becoming particularly loose. An indescribable feeling filled his heart. Bourbon felt that someone was giving orders, but he looked around and found no such person.

The man in the red fox mask listened to the small noises around him, his eyes fixed on the brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer's raised fist. He spread his hands, looking nonchalant, and said calmly, "I don't think you want to be the boss."

"I think!"

"Then give him and me two chips each with your initials engraved on them." The man in the red fox mask gave a thumbs-up, pointed at the Siamese cat behind him, and focused his attention on the brown bear, Jeffrey Dahmer...

(This chapter and the previous chapter will be revised)