A peach tree made a fortune by escape game

Bang, handsome brother slammed on the phone: "You must be sick."

No matter how disturbed he is in his heart, his face is still filled with righteous indignation, he dismisses feudal superstitions, and insists on his popular character.

After the lights were turned off, people in the dormitory were also indistinct by the moonlight, making it difficult to see clearly.

Mo Pantao vaguely saw a black shadow covering the body of handsome brother, waving sharp claws with bared teeth and claws.

He pondered for a moment, wondering whether to save him or not.

Brother Yingjun said convincingly: "All these are probably not ghosts, but man-made! What frightened us before may not be real."

In order to increase his persuasiveness, "Maybe we are all hypnotized! Otherwise, what are you doing playing cards?"

——Although he is ridiculous, there is some truth to it.

—Horror game, you talk to me about science?

—Are you afraid of ghosts?

Hearing the words, Mo Pantao withdrew his steps and grabbed the corner of Di Yuan's clothes: "Aren't your shoulders sore?"

The handsome guy flinched, and glared calmly: "What's so sour? Don't be alarmist, don't ask me to cooperate if you want to fuck people, okay?"

Illuminated by the moonlight at night, it looks fierce like a Rakshasa.

Not good at quarreling, Mo Pantao opened his mouth and hid behind Di Yuan with a puffy face.

Di Yuan stared coldly at the handsome brother.

What handsome brother said was ugly, but he hoped that Mo Pantao would yell at him. He is black and red, and it would be great to drag him into the water.

It's a pity that Mo Pantao didn't answer at all, but it seemed that he was domineering and unforgiving.

The handsome brother's face was a little ugly.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.

"Hey! Who is it!" He answered in a harsh tone, and Brother Handsome finally found a punching bag for his anger.

[Ah, help, help me!The me in the past, leave 519 quickly!The woman wants to kill you, kill...uh...]

【beep--】

In the microphone, a man was wailing heart-piercingly, almost breaking his voice, and after a tool entered his body, there was a long busy tone.

After answering the phone, the handsome brother was in a trance, and suddenly woke up with a shock, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"God, crazy!"

After a phone call, several people looked at each other in blank dismay.

Di Yuan: "519?"

Mo Pantao clapped his hands together: "Ah, the stairs show that this is the fifth floor."

Handsome Brother: "Impossible, we ran up from the first floor, I'm sure this is the fourth floor!!"

The other three nodded.

Mo Pantao asked questions all over his head: "???"

Fat Uncle rubbed his arms, his tone dry: "The male voice on the phone, he said 'the old me', did you hear that, who does the voice sound like..."

After he reminded the audience, their scalps went numb and their bodies got goosebumps.

——Brother handsome!It's his voice!

——The woman wants to kill him?

"It's just early in the morning!" Fat Uncle pointed to the clock on the door.

A few people sat around in front of the sofa, Uncle Fat: "The first phone call predicted that Yingjun would call in the early morning, and the second call could only be from Yingjun in the early morning tomorrow. We all heard something entering the body, I think it might be a knife, And the murderer is, a woman."

The girl in the short skirt covered her chest: "Look at what I'm doing?"

Foodie Shuaiguo: "If it wasn't for you, there would be a second living person in this dungeon."

Mo Pantao's eyes lit up in a daze, and he whispered to Di Yuan, "I still wonder how I saw him suffer from the second disaster."

Pantao whispered bb, and the audience in the live broadcast room could hear it.

——Papa Tao officially determined that handsome brother must die.

——Congratulations to the first anchor who received lunch boxes and red envelopes.

Mo Pantao stared at the clock and teased Di Yuan: "The clock won't leave."

Di Yuan patted his head: "Really, the time is slow. The plot continues and we all need to go to bed."

Mo Pantao's eyes lit up: "I guess it's out of battery, you are amazing!"

Di Yuan was elated: "Shall we sleep head to head?"

Several people returned to their beds one after another, Mo Pantao grabbed the railing: "It's the first time I sleep on this kind of bed."

Di Yuan: "Like it?"

Mo Pantao frowned: "It feels very fresh."

Handsome brother chuckled: "University dormitories are like this, are flat peaches so rare?"

You bastard, you never even went to college...

—It's so annoying that Daddy messes with him.

——Yuanyuan, your wife is being bullied, do you care?

When everyone was in bed, the stopped clock started ticking.

To everyone's surprise, it was as fast as a rocket.In just 5 minutes, it was 6:00 in the morning.

Mo Pantao and Di Yuan looked at each other and smiled, "Hey, good morning!"

Di Yuan nodded slightly: "Morning."

It's really wonderful to watch the sunrise and sunset together, even the short second of the sunrise is worth celebrating.

Girl in short skirt: "I'll use the bathroom first."

As soon as she left, Brother Handsome exclaimed in a low voice, "Huh? This is it?"

A piece of paper torn in half fell on his desktop: "I know you like to be an actor, as a senior, I have always admired you..."

Seeing the content on the paper, he quickly put it away.

——yooooo~

——A little fresh meat with the surname J and Miss D in the entertainment industry?

He collected it too quickly, Mo Pantao only glanced at it, and couldn't help frowning, the paper was full of dead air.

After pondering for a moment, Mo Pantao said in a crisp tone, "Can I have a look?"

He needs to feel it to be sure.

The content is relatively private, and handsome brother speculates that Pantao's ulterior motives are for revenge on him, so he is naturally very unhappy.

Mo Pantao pouted: "That piece of paper is ominous, it is stained with bad luck."

oh!Is it bad luck for me to enter the entertainment industry?screw you!Handsome brother pouted.

"It's not worth it, just look at him." Di Yuan hugged the aggrieved Pantao, made a serious note of his handsomeness, and was about to make another plan.

Offending the Lord of the Underworld without knowing it, the handsome brother is still daydreaming about becoming an actor and becoming popular.

When the girl in the short skirt came out, her face was greasy by the handsome brother, for no reason.

She didn't want to bundle publicity with this internet celebrity.

Several people left the dormitory, Mo Pantao stood in the lobby on the first floor marked with "two", staring at a wall and frowned: "Here..."

There was a strong dead air coming from the wall, as if there was no wall here in the past.

"Oh, boys, let's go to class!" The enthusiastic and scary uncle smiled fiercely.

His thoughts were interrupted, Mo Pantao also forgot to continue thinking, and walked towards the teaching building with short legs full of expectations.

Handsome pot live broadcast promotion does not forget to eat, but also looks intoxicated.Mo Pantao stole a glance and licked his mouth.

Shuai Guo raised his eyes and gave him a candy: "Eat it."

Mo Pantao was overwhelmed with surprise, and pushed him a talisman: "Thank you! This is for you."

——I also want to use sugar for symbols.

——Is Dad so easy to coax?

——Isn’t this just an exchange of tokens?

——Yuanyuan: The grassland above the head.

Di Yuan was expressionless, looked at Handsome Guo coldly, glanced sideways, and silently gave Hades a look: Where is the food?

As the master of the underworld, how could he be inferior to ordinary people? He was serious about flat peaches.

Mingshen accepts his fate: Just do it, as long as you are happy!

Walking on the road, a vending machine suddenly popped up from the ground, and there were colorful packages inside, all of which were snacks.

Handsome brother jumped up from the spot: "Fuck! What the hell?!"

Di Yuan: "..."

Di Yuan tried his best to maintain his composure: "Pantao, what do you want to eat?"

Mo Pantao licked his mouth: "I want to eat them all."

Di Yuan paused slightly, with a smile in his eyes: "Okay, I'll buy them all for you."

——Oh~~ Yuanyuan must be jealous.

——Yuanyuan: What’s so great about sugar?I give you a snack kingdom!

Looking for the classroom, a few people took a closer look, but their scalps were numb. The hula la was full of people, but they were all paper figurines.

The colorful paper figurines turned their heads and stared at them with weird black eyes: "Hey-hey-hey-hey-"

Handsome brother's scalp exploded: "Fuck!"

Holding several bags of snacks, Mo Pantao stood in front of Di Yuan, "Where is our position?"

The paper figurine turned its head tremblingly, gave Pantao a black head, slowly stretched out its hand, and pointed to the six places in the center of the first row.

Mo Pantao smiled: "Classmates, thank you."

Di Yuan's eyes were full of pride.

He led the trembling four people to the first row, and when he saw the words on the tablet, Brother Handsome exploded on the spot.

One of the six tablets reads: [Brother Handsome—died on 2.12].

Glancing at the time on the blackboard, Mo Pantao tilted his head: "It's today."