Horror game, I became the group's favorite after my mind was read

Rong Lele had no idea that in just a few minutes, she would become the spokesperson for the evil god in the eyes of others.

At the same time, she was still thinking about how to start the conversation so as to prevent Huo Fan and Fang Xiyu from getting too much of the reward from her.

In fact, she didn't expect that the game would give her so many rewards.

She wondered what was inside the bracelet, but it turned out to be filled with body parts of the patients that the company was responsible for.

The owners of those fingers, scalps, and teeth were probably in grave danger. Given the extent to which the omniscient cult harmed its patients, it was within her expectations that they would use them and then destroy the bridge.

Rong Lele sighed, this cult really deserves to die.

The sympathy for Wei Xinyi, which had originally risen because of the generous reward, fell after seeing these tragic conditions.

The company is quite kind, spending so much money to collect the patient's body.

But did Huo Fan know that the company would spend so much money to buy these back?

If she didn't know, she wouldn't have given them so much.

Rong Lele is now like a little nouveau riche, with her first pot of gold in her pocket. Although she knows she should share some with her teammates, she can't bear to do so.

Morality and instinct are fighting.

As she was thinking, she heard Huo Fan ask her:

"We do things for you, is there any compensation?"

If there really was an evil god behind her, then this god could have crushed Wei Xinyi to death as easily as a human crushing an ant.

But He did not do so. Instead, He used Rong Lele, perhaps His only believer, to lure him and Fang Xiyu into the game.

Although Rong Lele secretly guided every step of the way, including exposing Wei Xinyi's identity as a cultist and finding his hiding place, the final bullet was fired by Huo Fan.

why.

As a young master who grew up in a circle of power and nobility, Huo Fan was well aware of the nobles' tactics of using a knife to kill someone else.

People of status never quarrel with others in public. Gatherings of the top class are always filled with gentle words, polite banquets and good manners.

Once the blade beneath this false shell of joy is revealed, both sides will suffer.

The same is probably true for the evil gods.

Huo Fan guessed that the evil god behind Rong Lele was not friendly with the God of Omniscience, but it was not the time to break off relations.

That is why He uses the Special Intelligence Bureau as His gun, letting it rush to the front on His behalf to deal with those believers and disciples of the Omniscient God.

Well, since he and Fang Xiyu were used as pawns, they should ask for some compensation from the Special Intelligence Bureau. That's not too much, right?

Qi Min on the other end of the call was stunned!

Huo Fan was so unscrupulous that he even dared to ask the evil god for compensation!

Don’t worry about your life! Get out of here quickly! Qi Min kept saying to Huo Fan.

But Huo Fan gritted his teeth and held on. Even though his scalp numbed by Rong Lele's deep eyes, he could not retreat.

The god behind her must be afraid at this moment, which is why he cannot take action personally.

This is the best time for mankind to form an alliance with Him!

Huo Fan didn't think that the small Special Intelligence Bureau could fight against two evil gods at the same time. He could only swim between the two giant whales like a nimble little fish, trying to find a way to survive in the fight between them.

Rong Lele sighed. When she heard Huo Fan ask the question, she felt relieved.

The other party has asked for their share, so there is nothing to worry about next, and there is no need to rely on luck. It is just a matter of how much you get.

She held up five fingers. "How?"

5000 horror coins, very sincere. She only earned 12300 in total.

And just now Huaqiang took away the small seal and deducted 900, so she had a net income of 11400.

Almost half of the money had been distributed to them! Although there were two of them, Rong Lele only had one.

But Rong Lele felt that it was fair that she got the lion's share because she was the one who caught Wei Xinyi.

Huo Fan looked at the five fingers she raised and felt relieved.

A rare youthful light flashed in his narrow and deep eyes.

He succeeded!

Fang Xiyu was already shocked and speechless.

He heard Qi Min's warning and his legs were shaking with fear. Thinking of how he had mocked Rong Lele so many times before, he was so scared that he wanted to kneel down and slap himself in the face.

And his uncle actually dared to make a deal with the evil god!

Huo Fan nodded to Rong Lele softly, "I understand. Five chances. Thank you."

He folded his right hand with his palm facing the left atrium, which was the highest etiquette of the imperial royal family.

It represents absolute sincerity and respect.

All evil gods are like this, the boundary between good and evil is chaotic to them. But they will not break their promise.

What has been promised is like a contract to them.

This evil god has just promised to come five times, which means that the Special Intelligence Agency can have five chances to ask for help.

Very generous, really generous.

The price is not small, either. From now on, the Special Intelligence Bureau will become the gun of this evil god, rushing to the front line for him to fight against the Church of the Omniscient God.

I don’t know how many team members will sacrifice for this.

And this time, Wei Xinyi joined the Secret Service so easily. It is very likely that there are people above him, disciples of the evil cult hidden in the top of the Secret Service...

Huo Fan realized that his choice this time might start an extremely brutal internal and external war.

Rong Lele saw that he had a serious look on his face and thought that he was not very happy about it. She was about to speak to explain herself, but she heard him say "five chances".

Huh? What do you think I'm talking about? What opportunity?

Huo Fan waved his hands around him, his windbreaker fluttering in the wind: "Retreat."

With just one word from him, the chaotic and busy crowd of workers around him began to finish their work in an orderly manner.

The remains of Mrs. Hu in the corridor could no longer be called a corpse, because they had long since been turned into a pool of flesh and blood under the curse of the cultists and were all cleaned up by the cleaning staff.

As for Wei Xinyi's body, with Rong Lele's consent, it was taken away by the Special Intelligence Bureau for research.

As an eyewitness, Rong's father had already wet his pants and fainted at the door. He was taken to the hospital by ambulance. Hu Zi went with him, looking unwillingly at Huo Fan, who was as handsome and noble as a god, and bending down to speak respectfully to her lowly stepsister.

"I want to report it! My mother ate something bad, and it was Rong Lele who caused it! She was taking revenge on my mother! She is evil - ugh."

Hu Zi's angry shouting was forced to stop as she was quickly and neatly dragged away by a member of the Special Intelligence Agency who suddenly covered her mouth from behind.

Fang Xiyu wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Oh my god, who doesn't know that she is evil? She is the spokesperson for the evil god!

But there are people who dare to shout it out to their faces. Are they courting death? Aren’t they afraid that the evil god will get angry and blow everyone to pieces on the spot?

The few members of the Special Intelligence Bureau who knew about it retreated even faster. They prayed in their hearts, "God, ancestors, and grandmothers, please bless the evil god not to hear the provocation just now..."

In fact, Lele felt a little guilty when facing Hu Zirong. As a result, Fang Xiyu ordered people to drag Hu Zi away, then turned to her and said:

"The Secret Service will make her never say such crazy things again. Please believe us, we are absolutely sincere in our cooperation with you."

After saying this, Fang Xiyu felt his scalp tingling. He was so bold to ask for cooperation from the spokesperson of the evil god.

Thinking of this, he added secretly, "I'm sorry for speaking too loudly to you before."

"..." Rong Lele looked at the young master in gorgeous mink coat, bowing his head to her and apologizing with his face flushed red.

The dyed blue hair on the top of its head stood up, and it looked very much like the deflated parrot she had seen on Earth in her previous life.

"It's okay." It's really okay. Fang Xiyu is a good leek (crossed out), a good seedling, and I will continue to pull out his emotional value in the future copies.