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Xiaoqian sat calmly at the table, tapped the table with his fingers once and again, and examined the person who came to 'threat' his cooperation.

Feng Qi continued to coldly intimidate himself:

"Frankly speaking, in real life, I am a killer. If I join the killing, a strongman at the midnight level will die soon!

According to the rules of the game, find out the 'Needle Killer' and inform other players of its identity, the game is successful; after the game is successful, kill the 'Needle Killer', there will be additional rewards.

Perhaps, you can think of it this way: to find out the "Needle Killer" must be before killing the "Needle Killer", that is to say, there is a necessary condition for the success of the game, that is, when the identity of the "Needle Killer" is revealed, Must be alive.

In addition, I remember that you entered this game as a "negative deposit" recalcitrant, so, apart from the "steel needle killer" that can kill you, you can't live if the game fails. "

Xiaoqian's contemplative face was gradually replaced by a gentle smile, and she said to Feng Qi, who was cold and mad, and Lan Yi, who was dignified and entangled:

"I hope this cooperation can be successful. According to the old rules, the bonus is divided equally. There are four people on my side."

Feng Qi sat on the stool opposite Xiao Qian, Erlang smiled with his legs up:

"There are three people on my side."

Lan Yi tried her best to keep her expression unchanged, and slandered: Why didn't you say that there are 'four' people on your side.

At this time, the man who often followed Xiaoqian - Asu, came in with three trembling players.

Xiaoqian hurriedly comforted the three of them gently and kindly, saying: Since Asu saved you, you can stay with me, those four big guys dare not kill here for the time being.

However, when the elite man who had worked with Xiaoqian in the 'A or B' game walked into the room with a jug of wine and three bowls in his hand, Lan Yi's heart shrank suddenly—the cold snap Climbing up the back of the neck along the spine, he shivered uncontrollably from the cold!

He subconsciously took a step forward, but was immediately blocked by Feng Qi!Immediately afterwards, the child put his backhand on his abdomen and slashed fiercely, threatening:

Don't send 'Our Lady'!Missed the business, be careful I click you directly!

Lan Yimumu stared blankly at the back of Feng Qi's head, forcing his mind to go blank, not to think, not to listen, not to look...

However, Xiaoqian's gentle voice still hurt his heart very clearly——

Xiaoqian: "I have wine here, drink some wine, calm your fears, strengthen your courage, and you won't be so afraid."

One second, two seconds, three seconds... Lan Yi counted the time silently, mechanically, and in his heart!

Xiaoqian suddenly said: "Take the two of them out."

Lan Yi suddenly closed her eyes, clenched her fists tightly, and clenched her nails into her palms, stinging the conscience of normal human beings to the point of numbness:

At least one of them is willing to drink without hesitation?

The only man left behind put down the wine bowl that was almost stuck to his mouth, and asked in surprise:

"What, what's the matter? Why did they let them..."

Xiaoqian Wenwen smiled, patted his shoulder lightly, and comforted: "It's okay."

At this moment, the elite man aimed a knife at the back of the man's neck and slammed it, and the man fell silently!

The elite man's deep and cold voice sounded:

"Do you want to see the scene?"

Xiaoqian Wenwen's elegant voice was not loud, but suddenly it was chilling:

"Doctor Ye, do it."

Lan Yi was still rigidly standing behind Feng Qi. When the thick smell of blood filled his nostrils and lungs, he was still disgusted by the picture of 'opening up and disemboweling' he imagined in his mind—squatting down , Twitching heart and stomach, retching again!

Feng Qi didn't taunt him with sarcasm, but stood in front of him with arms folded, as if he was resisting the scene of 'vivid dissection' for him!

******

Xiaoqian called Dr. Ye an elite man. He was a surgeon. He didn't have a professional scalpel. The planing tool was a shining kitchen knife!

The body on the bed was dissected by Dr. Ye to the point of 'clear structure', and the executioner who didn't change his face said coldly:

"There is no foreign body visible to the naked eye."

Xiaoqian caressed her chin, her face was slightly trembling, and she ordered in a low voice:

"Pour some wine into your stomach and try...don't get your hands too close, so as not to hurt you suddenly."

Dr. Ye wiped off the blood on his hands with a piece of cloth torn from the bed sheet, and signaled to Xiaoqian:

"Go and pour it, in case there is something wrong with the blood, I have been exposed to his blood, it is not safe."

Xiao Qian kept silent, picked up a bowl of wine, aimed at the bloody part designated by the elite man, and slowly poured it down!

After waiting for a while, nothing unusual happened!

With the smell of alcohol and blood, Xiaoqian couldn't help covering her nose and frowning slightly:

"Is my guess wrong, or 'that' doesn't work on dead people?"