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

"I won't!" Brown Bear Jeffrey Dahmer refused coldly. He glanced at the group of burly men wearing blank masks not far away, took his hands out of his pockets, and clasped his fists together.

Click!Click!Click!

The crisp sound of bones joints echoed in the corridor, and the faint mosquito-like discussions suddenly stopped.

Bourbon narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to figure out the reason why Brown Bear refused.

"If you have any dissatisfaction, you can bring it up for negotiation." The man in the red fox mask looked at the brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer calmly, but his heart was not at peace at this moment.

"What are we talking about? If you don't vote for me... ha!" Brown Bear Jeffrey Dahmer sneered, cracking his knuckles even louder. "If I don't get to be the boss this round, you'll just have to wait and see."

Facing the threat from the brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer, the man in the red fox mask gritted his teeth. After a few breaths, he chuckled softly and turned to look at the group of burly men wearing blank masks. "I don't think the owner of this cruise ship likes violence. I don't think there will be any opportunities to use brute force in this game or the ones that follow."

When Bourbon saw Brown Bear Jeffrey Dahmer's gaze sweeping towards him, he nodded solemnly, showing a look of deep agreement.

Brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer looked again at the group of people who had originally gathered around him, wanting to hear their opinions. However, the group of people who had a lot of ideas before now lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.

Suddenly, a flame called "anger" burned fiercely in the chest of brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer.

Ding--

The crisp sound of metal broke the silence.

Brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer looked in the direction of the sound and saw a chip with the letter "B" engraved on it flipping in the air. It was then held between two fingers by the Siamese cat, and the white bandage wrapped around his palm was very conspicuous under the light.

"Mr. Brown Bear, can you guarantee you'll always have a seat?" Bourbon swung the chips between his fingers. The lone chip had now become two. "Two for two, Mr. Brown Bear, do you think that's fair?"

"No change!" Brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer roared angrily.

"Don't even think about getting a single bargaining chip from me! Also, if I can't be the boss this round, you..." Brown Bear Jeffrey Dahmer pointed a finger at the man in the red fox mask before him, then at the Siamese cat not far away, "I won't let any of you go!"

Hearing this, Bourbon and the man in the red fox mask frowned at the same time.

For a moment, the man in the red fox mask regretted provoking the brown bear, but since things had come to this point, they could only find a way to solve it.

Seeing that the two men did not respond, brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer grinned complacently and waved his hand, "Let's go! Go back to room 4!" After that, he raised his leg and walked past the man in the red fox mask.

When passing by the Siamese cat, the brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer stopped for a moment, snorted coldly at the Siamese cat, and then left.

The group of admirers looked at each other, and then followed the brown bear.

Bourbon and the man in the red fox mask looked at each other, both with serious expressions.

The man in the red fox mask spoke first: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect this."

"I know." Bourbon turned to look in the direction where Brown Bear Jeffrey Dahmer had left and asked softly, "What do you want to do?"

The man in the red fox mask was silent for a moment, then lowered his voice and asked, "Who do you think will be the winner of this game?"

Bourbon lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and slowly uttered a word.

Meanwhile, in Room 4, Mingyue and Scotland met Lei's gaze as soon as they entered.

"He came earlier than us, and maybe he couldn't find a chair, so you would just be a passerby." Mingyue spread her hands.

"In that case, I have to find a way to get the winner's chips," Scotland smiled and looked at Mingyue, "Who do you think will be the winner of this game?"

Mingyue guessed that Scotland was trying to get information from her, so she curled her lips and smiled...

(This chapter and the previous chapter will be revised...)