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

"My lord! My lord! You're the one in charge now!"

"Congratulations, sir!"

The worshippers surrounding the brown bear erupted in cheers, their voices filled with a wave of jubilation.

"Nine votes? Why?" Jeffrey Dahmer the brown bear hesitated for a moment, then smiled. "Never mind, I'm in charge now anyway, hahaha!"

"It's time to remove the chairs as we agreed," Lily, with her bushy beard, reminded them.

However, his cloyingly sweet voice made Jeffrey Dahmer, the brown bear, frown repeatedly. "Your voice is awful."

Lily, with her bushy beard, smiled and continued, "I really like my voice."

Jeffrey Dahmer, the brown bear, glanced at the bearded, fat man beside him, then looked at the host in the center of the room. He opened his mouth, ready to announce the number, but then, as if remembering something, he closed his mouth again.

The cheers of the surrounding worshippers continued.

As the tabby cat Fukunaga Yuji listened to the conversation between bearded Lily and brown bear Jeffrey Damo, he felt a chill run down his spine. He glanced at the gray rabbit being protected by the gray wolf, and slowly moved towards the door, but accidentally bumped into the cobra woman.

"Oh, you're quite busy. What are you planning to do now?" The cobra woman's lips curled slightly, but there was no smile in her eyes.

"There are too many people here, I'm going out for some fresh air." Fukunaga Yuuji, the tabby cat, smiled awkwardly as he walked around the cobra woman and continued towards the door.

"Then you'd better be careful, you'll get killed if you're alone."

"No, don't scare me..." Although the tabby cat Fukunaga Yuji said this, he didn't stop moving and disappeared through the door in the blink of an eye.

In the corner of the room, Lai noticed that the tabby cat girl had left the room early again, just like last time, and his dark green wolf eyes darkened.

"Which chair will the brown bear remove?" Mingyue tilted her head to look at Scotland beside her. "Among the three numbers the monkey gave, there might be two of ours. The probability of being chosen is not small."

Scotland did not answer, but only smiled gently, though his heart was far from calm.

Bourbon stared at the bearded, fat man next to the brown bear and said in a low voice, "Even if I'm chosen, I have a way to deal with it."

Mingyue tilted her head slightly, wondering where Bourbon's confidence came from.

The birthday celebrant's gaze swept over the crowd. He hadn't expected so many people to cheer. His eyes also lingered on the other participants, guessing that they must be feeling uneasy. He smiled with great pleasure, but unfortunately, it was hidden by his mask, and no one knew it.

"Sir, please quickly select a chair to delete!"

"Yes, choose their chairs! Let them have no chairs to sit on, and become passersby!"

Jeffrey Dahmer's admirers became even more excited, shouting in unison.

Lily, with her bushy beard, naturally guessed that the brown bear still doubted the number he had given her, so she raised her hand to straighten her cuffs and said in a sweet, cloying voice, "Of course you don't have to tell me the number I gave you, but are you sure the number you mentioned still exists? Besides..."

"Stop! What you say is fine, but you have to make sure I advance!" Jeffrey Dahmer, the brown bear, picked at his ear. Seeing that Lily with the sideburns was about to speak again, he turned to the host and shouted, "Number 20! Remove chair number 20."

As Jeffrey Dahmer's voice faded, the familiar nursery rhyme began to play once more...

(To be continued...)