Chapter 47 Safe Hotel [7]

A living, living heart.

Players who are relatively close can even see the veins on the heart, which are clear and clear. It has clearly been peeled off from the owner, but the heart is still beating.

There was no sound in the entire restaurant.

Nightingale flicked her hair when she made the proposal earlier, paused, then raised her eyebrows slightly, without showing a trace of fear on her face, she smiled coquettishly and looked at the heart that was still beating alive, her tone did not change at all: "Indeed It's a rare ingredient."

The man had a happy expression, and his eyes fell on the waiter who was holding the plate and lowered his head respectfully. He patted the handle of the chair slightly. The waiter quickly lowered his eyes and put the plate in front of the man, and then stepped back quickly.

He looked up and glanced at the players in front of him, "I am destined to be with you today, and I will leave this ingredient to you. I hope you have a good meal."

As he said that, the man stood up and picked up the cane that was placed aside. The waiter who was serving at the side quickly handed over the man's hat respectfully.

The man took the hat and put it on, glanced at the people in the restaurant at random, and saluted Shi Shiran, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and there was a little regret in his tone: "I'm really sorry, because I still have to I have to do something, so I can’t accompany you to eat here.”

As soon as these words came out, the players breathed a sigh of relief.

God knows what kind of thing this boss is, and he even served a plate of live hearts.

Compared with the missing heart of the dead player just discovered this morning, the source of this thing seems to be unnecessary.

Nightingale, on the other hand, raised her chin and looked at the boss. Her snow-white wrists set off her bright red lips, making her even more charming.

The people sitting next to her were all members of the Saintess Guild, and they all had a lot of dungeons. Although they felt a little disgusted, they still pursed their lips and carefully observed the still beating heart.

The boss's gaze also moved slowly, colliding with Nightingale's gaze, and he seemed to smile: "This beautiful lady, we seem to hit it off very well, if you don't mind, maybe we can have dinner together?"

There was no change on Nightingale's face, she answered calmly, "My honor."

Afterwards, the expression on the boss's face became a little more joyful, and he tapped the ground lightly with his cane, with a most kind smile on his face: "I will give this precious ingredient to you, I hope you can keep a smile on your face , eat it happily. I'll have someone supervise."

As he spoke, he tapped the ground again slowly with his stick.

As if a signal, a large group of people quickly poured out from the kitchen, standing behind each player expressionlessly, everyone was tall and muscular.

Yan Qing took a glance from the corner of his eye, made a rough gesture, and felt that judging from the appearance alone, this person could be worth ten of her.

"Okay." The boss had a kind smile on his face, "I wish you all a pleasant meal."

……

……

The beating heart was placed in the center by the waiter.

All players can see this still beating heart with a clear outline just by raising their eyes.

This is definitely not the heart of any animal. Everyone present understands that only the human heart looks like this. It has been picked off, but every blood vessel and vein is still beating and working, as if it is still lying on its owner. in the body.

"...Do we really want to eat..."

In the crowd, a girl cried out weakly.

Behind everyone stood the supervisor, with a clear sense of oppression.

The person upstairs who was also a player with them was still dying, but now his heart was still beating and was sent to everyone's mouth.

Nightingale, who was sitting at the front, didn't seem to have changed her expression. She moved her fingers carelessly, with a smile on her lips: "If everyone still can't decide, why don't I come up with a plan."

Many of the players present knew Nightingale. After all, it was a high-ranking guild. They all said that Nightingale had never been found in the rookie list in the early stage, but for some reason, after joining the Saintess Guild , jumped into the player list.

Sit firmly in the position of vice president of the Holy Maiden Guild.

Generally speaking, novice players in the early stage cannot enter the rookie list, and it is difficult to get ahead in the late stage, but Nightingale is an exception. The guild at the end of the crane became the No. 12 guild.

However, the Saintess Guild only recruits girls.

Although they didn't know why such a prestigious player appeared in a rookie dungeon, everyone agreed with Nightingale one after another with the idea that they could win over and would not offend.

"As for me, there are thirty cards with different numbers, from one to thirty." Nightingale snapped her fingers, and a stack of cards appeared in her hand. Afterwards, she seemed to remember something, and smiled again. Said: "Ah, I forgot, there are not thirty people anymore."

As she spoke, she stood up from her seat with a smile, and popped a card out of her fingers. The card landed firmly on the heart in the center of the dining table.

"I forgot, one of them is here now."

Nightingale had a nonchalant expression on her face. She lowered her eyes and casually shuffled the cards in her hand.

The supervisor behind her just glanced at her and didn't stop her too much.

Lin Shushu slightly lowered his voice, and said to Yan Qing: "That set of cards is a prop, and the control is entirely in Nightingale's hands. That is to say, whoever she wants to lose will definitely lose."

"Then aren't we very passive?" Yan Qing turned his head, his voice hoarse.

"People from the Saintess Guild generally don't target girls." Lin Shushu reassured her, "Don't worry."

Yan Qing lowered his eyes.

The girl didn't speak for a long time. When she raised her eyes again, her eyes were full of seriousness, "What about you?"

Just as Lin Shushu was about to laugh, he turned his head and met the girl's worried and serious eyes. The smile on his lips shrank slightly, and he raised his finger to point to his nose, "Don't worry, I still have a sense of smell."

Nightingale is a crazy woman, Lin Shushu already knew this, and he didn't intend to conflict with Nightingale unless necessary.

"...Then draw the person with the lowest number of points, and he will be considered the lucky one."

Nightingale smiled and held up the card in her hand.

After the remaining 29 people in the restaurant had all drawn their cards, everyone's hearts were pounding.

Yan Qing flipped over her card, her eyes froze slightly, and it said two impressively.

Lin Shushu also opened the card and showed it to Yan Qing. It was fifteen, a not too small number.

After everyone turned over the cards, Nightingale suddenly said annoyedly with a smile on her lips, "Ah, I forgot, I just dropped a 'one' in the middle, so the smallest number now...is two."

Nightingale picked up the card that had just been placed on the heart, and it showed, one.

She didn't even look at the size of the card, her gaze was fixed on Yan Qing, and Nightingale smiled.

"—Lucky."

 It's too uncomfortable to turn day and night upside down recently, babies should go to bed early.In a few days, the manuscript will be updated.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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