The chicken was offended

Bian Hongbo is making coffee.

He wrinkled his nose uncomfortably at the powder that the stick-shaped instant coffee kicked up when it was poured into the cup.Even in the tea room of his company's employees, there is a freshly ground coffee machine, so it is not possible to drink such cheap coffee.

When the hot water was poured in, the sudden scent made him feel better. He, who failed in the lottery and was defeated, was far from as calm as he appeared on the surface.

The hand holding the cup was tightly attached to the wall of the cup, and the heat from the boiling water was about to burn my hand without noticing it.

"Are you still free to drink coffee?"

Someone hugged his chest and leaned against the kitchen door to watch him. Bian Hongbo, whose thoughts were interrupted, felt the burning pain in his palm. He let go of his hand. The coffee cup hit the counter with a crisp sound, and the black-brown liquid Scattered everywhere.

Someone came and scalded him, but there was no apology.

Bian Hongbo wanted to get angry, but thinking about losing his temper at this time, he would only look like he couldn't afford to lose, and he said, "Why, 'He's going to die anyway, why don't we waste food'?"

The man snorted: "I didn't say that, I'm afraid you saw the ending yourself."

"If you're making sarcastic remarks, please shut up and walk away. If you have any good ideas, you may as well just say it..." Seeing that the other party had something to say, Bian Hongbo stopped going around in circles.

The other party came in through the cover of the door, and rarely lost his temper, but said quietly: "If I say, I can help you, what benefits can I get?"

Bian Hongbo's eyelids twitched, "Help me, how can I help?"

"That depends on your sincerity." The visitor grabbed his tie and pushed hard in his direction, forcing Bian Hongbo to lean over.

The hand slid down the tie, "I saw you in a magazine, you have a public company, right?"

"Well," Bian Hongbo didn't change his expression too much when the distance between the two was shortened, which made the other party dissatisfied, so he leaned into his ear and said something.

Bian Hongbo opened his eyes wide after hearing this, and put away the disdain just now: "If you can really do it, you will naturally get what you want."

The moment some people are looking forward to seems to come very fast.

When everyone gathered around the third floor, they had the feeling of sending people to the execution ground in ancient times. Even if someone came out of this room alive yesterday, there was no guarantee that it would not be a room that would not eat people.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and it was reasonable to say something before inviting people in, but seeing Bian Hongbo bowing his head, no one could bear to say anything.

"Do you want me to open the door for you?" Wang Mingcheng didn't understand the atmosphere, or didn't care at all, so he put his hand on the doorknob.

The others were dumb with their mouths open.

Bian Hongbo smiled wryly, raised his head, and there were piles of bloodshot eyes, "I would like to admit defeat, since I have been drawn, of course I will go, but...you stare at me like this, as if I will never return..."

"Then what do you want?" Meng Lang asked.It's not like when someone is standing next to you when you're shitting, you can't pull it out. Although I think Bian Hongbo is miserable, it's too hypocritical.

"Let Brother Yu teach me some more experience. With more details, I'll have a better chance of surviving, won't you?" There was really no reason to refute this. He and Yu Hao stood in the corridor and discussed. detail.

In fact, there is nothing new. Yuhao had already told everyone a few hours ago, and some people wandered to the other side of the corridor after hearing it.

In fact, many people are even more nervous than Bian Hongbo.

If Bian Hongbo died, they would have no idea how to rely on this moving room to pass the level, and they would have to bear a layer of guilt. Only when Bian Hongbo is alive, everyone will be more alive.

"Why did you bring her out?" Lu Yifei was stunned.

Yang Luan walked out of the room with Li Xingren, whose hands were bound by a towel, and said, "Didn't you tell her to watch it together, or have a new idea."

This is indeed something that Lu Yifei would say, but he can guarantee that he has not said such a thing today...

"Me, who told you...not good" Lu Yifei thumped in his heart, and turned his head abruptly.

Li Xingren passed by the door with disdain, his face was quite arrogant, not at all like the timid and obedient woman before: "Let me see how cowardly you are..."

The accident happened at this time.

Someone turned the doorknob, and the dark door opened with the creaking sound, like a big mouth that chooses people to eat.

"Fuck you," the man pushed Li Xingren with the other hand, and quickly closed the door before Li Xingren turned his head to see who it was.

It happened in an instant, and the people who were attracted by the sound of the door opening couldn't even believe what happened in just a few tens of seconds.

"Who just went in?"

"Yu Mei'e, why did you push Li Xingren in?"

"Yu Mei'e, you are too much!"

Facing the people who had reacted, "Don't pretend to be reasonable here, someone will go in anyway, isn't it just right to throw this crazy person in and try it out, if she lives, she earns, and if she dies, she has nothing to lose."

"How could you do that!" Yang Luan was in shock with tears in his eyes, and his throat slashed with excitement, "You're killing people!"

Yu Mei'e blocked her hand that was going to open the door: "Why, now do you think I'm murdering? Why don't you say that Li Xingren is the murderer who killed his parents, double standard?"

Yang Luan stomped angrily: "The video is the thoughts in her own mind, maybe, maybe the truth is not like that at all! Even if she is a murderer in reality, then what are you? Do you want to be the judge of this world? Put her to death!"

Yu Mei'e's voice gradually increased: "You girl, why don't you listen to persuasion? To put it mildly, you are a hypocrite. To put it bluntly, you are an abettor. Killing a murderer is no better than killing any one of us. You have no brains. Be sober, and plan to help others, I don’t know if I can live until tomorrow.”

"Shut up." Wang Mingcheng's voice was not high, but the deep words were so intimidating that neither of them dared to speak again.

Wang Mingcheng turned the doorknob and found that the door could no longer be opened. He looked at Bian Hongbo's expression again. The other party did not have an overly surprised expression. There was only one possibility—that was, he knew the result a long time ago. Without Bian Hongbo's handwriting, Wang Mingcheng would not believe it.

When Lu Yifei felt bad, he found out that Bian Hongbo was delaying time and guiding everyone to the other side of the corridor. It was hard to say that it was not intentional.Looking back and forth between Bian Hongbo and Yu Mei'e, he guessed that the two had reached an agreement when everyone was not paying attention.

The door couldn't be opened anymore, Yang Luan's legs gave way and he sat on the ground.

Lu Yifei knelt down and pressed one of her shoulders so that she would not feel helpless, "The only thing we can do now is wait for her to come out."

"Then, what if she can't come out..." dizzy, Yang Luan felt something in his body was rising above his head, and Lu Yifei's hand seemed to suppress the air pressure. Her last few words It has become a breathy voice, as if if you say it lightly, things won't happen.

Lu Yifei was in a place where others couldn't see, his eyes were shining sharply, "Then let the instigator eat his own fruit, after all... there is a price for a transaction."

It was a chaotic night, as if things never went in the expected direction, Lu Yifei held his head with a headache, and lying on the bed, he completely lost the confidence he had just a moment ago.

"Damn, what's this called?" Lu Yifei cursed bitterly, and everything that just happened was played in slow motion in his mind over and over again.Every detail has been picked out, if at this juncture he finds someone to detain someone, or at that juncture to guard the door...

He gave up on himself and asked Wang Mingcheng: "We've already been eyeing Bian Hongbo, when will he connect with Yu Mei'e?"

Wang Mingcheng had been staring at him since the lottery was drawn in the afternoon, and he hadn't seen any violent moves from the other party. Now that he thought about it, it could only have happened during the few minutes when the other party entered the kitchen and disappeared from his sight.

Wang Mingcheng also secretly scolded himself for being lax, saying: "I only thought he would do it, but I didn't expect a woman to do it." I really underestimated him.

"I hope she is safe and well." Lu Yifei said, his eyes were numb.

inside the door.

Li Xingren's eyes widened, and he looked for the doorknob in a panic, only to find that the doorknob that was close at hand had disappeared.

Not to mention the doorknob, and even the door to come in could not be found.It's very dark here, and there is no light inside the door, but you can see your hands.

Her hands were still tied tightly with a towel, it was those bastards who were afraid of death trying to control her, so that she had no time to react when the woman made a move.

Obviously, if she goes downstairs for a while, her knife can pierce the woman's warm skin and enjoy her painful sobs.

He had no time to care, the towel on her wrist was guarded and she couldn't take it off, it didn't matter now, Li Xingren bit off the towel with her mouth, and rubbed her wrists alternately with her hands, she looked around, and finally figured out that she was a What's happening.

The woman pushed her in to kill her.After experiencing the door rang for no reason, she also knew that something was wrong in this room.But... if the inside of the door can escape the control of those outside, it's not bad.

If I can find a way out, I'll go and leave them here to fend for themselves.

She walked forward, this place was different from what Yu Hao said, it was clearly said to be a room, she had already walked dozens of steps, and no room was as big as this, although it was dark, she could tell that there was no bed here With tables and chairs and the like.

Yu Hao must have lied.

Li Xingren stretched his body and walked into the distance.There is a light source in front of it. It doesn't look like a lamp, but it looks like someone is holding a lantern. The light source is moving.

"Hello!" Li Xingren wanted to call that person to stop, but the light source quickly went away.Li Xingren quickened his pace, and within a few steps, he stepped on something, and there was a cracking sound.

Li Xingren stopped and squatted down. It was a red plastic-framed mirror. On the back was the beautiful side face of a Hong Kong-style beauty with combed hair. Turn it over and the mirror surface had been broken into several pieces.In the familiar mirror, his pale face was reflected, and a pair of eyes suddenly flashed in the spider-like mirror shards.

"Who?" Li Xingren looked back, but it was still pitch black.

The air was getting warmer, and Li Niannian, who was icy all over, gradually felt that even his nose seemed to smell the unique fragrance of the summer night wind.The closer you get to that light source, the louder the sound you can hear in your ears—it's the chirping of cicadas.

"Xingren, why haven't you come back yet?"

Under the cover of green trees, a small village house with cooking smoke rising from the roof, a woman was waiting on the porch wiping her hands with an apron on her breast.As soon as I saw Li Xingren, I waved at her, "You girl, you know that you are out all day long, and you don't care about your home at all. What do you look like? Niannian and Xiaohua are waiting for dinner, hurry up .”

Li Xingren intuitively felt that he had forgotten something, and shook his head, "How can they eat first, without waiting for me." He pouted and approached the house, but when he entered, he didn't see the dining table in the main hall, but the earthen stove in the kitchen. .

A man was lighting a fire with tongs, and the black tongs were holding something, pounding into it. "Uncle Li, you're here too."

The man raised his head, with a stiff smile on his lips, "Burning your ID card and birth certificate, you are now a member of our Li family." Li Xingren felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what was wrong.

Her father didn't know when he was standing by the stove, smoking a cigarette, staring at her: "Baby, you give birth to a baby for our old Li's family, and your sisters will have a dowry."

"father?"

"Why does Daddy's stomach hurt so suddenly, help Daddy find out what's going on?" As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out the white stuff in his stomach, and there were knots, layers upon layers...

"Ah..." exclaimed.

Li Xingren's hair stood on end. At this time, he saw the knife hanging on the wall and stepped forward to grab it. He felt that he had done similar things before.

"Sister, we're hungry, you smell so good," the two younger sisters leaned over drooling, their eyeballs popping out of their sockets, and every time they took a step closer, the eyeballs would drop a bit.

"Ahhh, don't come here, I don't want to, you forced me!" Li Xingren brandished a knife, closed his eyes and yelled loudly, drops of liquid fell like rain from the electric fan above his head.

"It's so noisy, who's going to turn off the fan, it's so noisy..." Li Xingren hugged his head, feeling like a splitting headache.

"Sister", "Myolie", "Baby"...

She raised her head, and there were a pair of venomous eyes behind the electric fan. They were eyes with the curvature of eyelashes and layers of black paste. Those eyes were very familiar to her, and they were her own.

……

There was a light source in the darkness, Li Xingren covered his painful head with his hands, only remembering that the woman hurt her and pushed her into the room.

But she was sure that this was no longer a room. Everyone thought this place was weird before, which made her feel uncertain.But it might be a good thing that she came in alone.

If I go out, I want that woman to look good.

The light source in front was like someone lighting a lantern. She chased after her, and when she stepped on something, there was a crisp sound...