【Jie Mai】Rose and Sword

In an instant, all voices disappeared, and this sentence sounded in everyone's heart.

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Those who failed too many games collapsed on the ground and cried: "I don't want to disappear! I want to live, I want to live!"

"Why did I come here in the first place, why am I so stupid..."

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There were cries and screams one after another.

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Naibu frowned unhappily and was irritable, but he didn't yell at these people after all.The striker, William Ellis, was impatient: "Why are you crying?! Will the regulator let you go if you cry? Why, did you think everything was free when you came here?"

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Neb looked at him in surprise, and then he said: "As Ellis said: 'There is no such thing as a free lunch', if you want to get something, you have to pay the price. Instead of crying here, it's better to think about it." How do you want to win the next game!"

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After finishing speaking, Naibu turned around and left. He had just finished the game and was made a fuss by this group of people for a long time. Now he hasn't even eaten dinner. Although he has lost his appetite, he still needs to rest after expending so much energy. .

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After returning to his own room, Naibu took a shower and lay down on the bed. Before falling asleep, he thought in a daze:

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Survivors will disappear completely after failing a hundred games, so what about the regulators?What restrictions will they have?Do they know it themselves?Jack doesn't look like he cares about winning or losing.

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Early the next morning, Naib came to the restaurant.There were very few people in the restaurant, and the faces of the people in the restaurant were gloomy.

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The news they got last night was really a big blow to them. They used to think that losing the game was just a few days of pain, and they could always get over it.But now...they know: the manor owner didn't want them to make it through.

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Afterwards, Nebu also participated in several games, never failed. He also met the new supervisor Jack mentioned—Miss Red Butterfly.

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Naibu didn't care, and even complained: This woman looks so ugly when she looks so ugly, how can that picky guy like Jack think she is beautiful?Thinking of that guy's evaluation of his appearance, Nebu felt even more upset.

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It's just that only this guy, Naibu, is so relaxed. He has always been on the same line as everyone else.

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In the past few days, the atmosphere in the villa has become heavier day by day, and several weak people have also disappeared.And the new supervisor made the atmosphere drop to freezing point.

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The supervisor codenamed Red Butterfly has just started the game and is not yet proficient in the rules, so she has lost once or twice, but her strength can be seen by anyone with eyes. In time, she will definitely become a powerful supervisor , if this continues, will the survivors still have a way out?

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This question lingers in the mind of every survivor.More and more people began to sink down, and finally, in the midst of fear and despair, something happened.

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Naib had just finished the game that day, and it was a rare failure.He was feeling depressed, but when he exited the game, what greeted him was a scream that could pierce the eardrums.

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Naibu couldn't bear his irritability, he opened the door rudely, and ran to the restaurant, but what he saw made his eyes widen.

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Blood flowed continuously from the man's heart, staining a large area of ​​the floor red. The man was lying stiffly on the ground, with a silver table knife stuck in his chest, and the person holding the table knife was himself. ——

This man committed suicide.

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Emily was doing emergency treatment, but it was useless. The light in the man's eyes was getting darker and darker, but there was a relieved smile on his pale face due to excessive blood loss.

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"I'm finally... finally... freed! Hahahaha...cough cough cough..." His voice became lower and lower, and blood kept gushing from his mouth, making his face so blurry that he couldn't see clearly look like.

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Everyone standing here heard his words. Their faces were all different, but all turned pale without exception. Everyone watched Emily's movements nervously, but Nebu knew that it was useless.

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Naibu has always been very clear that no matter who he is, it is impossible to save a person who is determined to die, no matter how superb his medical skills are.What's more, the doctor's hands were trembling constantly.

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Suddenly, the man's head was tilted to one side, and Emily stood up unsteadily, then collapsed on the ground again, with her head bowed, not saying a word.

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But in this silence, everyone knew the result, but no one was willing to admit that they all stood stiffly in place without any movement.Like a movie with someone pressing the pause button.

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Naib sighed, walked over to help Emily up: "You have tried your best, this is his own choice."

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Emily was helplessly supported by Naibu to the sofa in the living room, and everyone finally came to their senses.

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Crying, shouting, one after another, some people were paralyzed on the ground, some were still standing numbly, some were almost crazy, and it seemed that they would become one of them lying on the ground in a second.

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"Enough!" Naibu finally couldn't bear it anymore, this was the first time he lost control of his emotions in front of everyone, and everyone was startled, "Only trash can escape from reality."

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"But... none of us have the strength of you, Mr. Sabeda!" Someone cried to Naibu, and the extreme oppression increased his courage.

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"Want to have the same strength as me?" Nebu sneered, "You won't think so when you go to the battlefield for a few days."

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After a pause, Naib continued: "You don't need the same strength as me at all! I have such strength, so I will take the initiative to distract the regulators. What you have to do is to use your strength well.

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“If you have to think about what you can’t do, then you can’t do anything.

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"I don't know Dai'er's medical skills, so I won't force myself to take on the treatment. I don't have Gardener Woods' skills, so I won't force myself to dismantle chairs...

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"If you do what you know how to do, you can win!"

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Loud.

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This is the first time that Neb uttered such a long sentence in one breath, and he said it on his own initiative. Even at his award ceremony back then, his speech was not so long.

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Everyone was stunned and quieted down. Naibu sighed again and said, "The deceased is gone, let's bury him first."

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Everything that followed was in order. After the man was buried, everyone tidied up the living room. The table knife was hidden, and no one wanted to get to the bottom of it.

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It's just that something like this happened, and everyone lost their appetite. After tidying up, they went back to their rooms.

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After Nebu entered the room, he punched the door frame. The punishment for losing the game could no longer divert his attention, and he closed his eyes weakly.

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He knew very well that on the surface the matter had calmed down, but when the fear fermented over time, the results would only get out of hand.

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What should he do?

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Survivors are about to be pushed to the extreme, and there are very few people left who can barely calm down, and he is not familiar with them, so it is a bit difficult to discuss with them...

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Suddenly, Nebu opened his eyes, he...should have some useful suggestions.

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Naib soon ushered in the next game, and this time the regulator was Jack.

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Jack was humming in a good mood, chasing the prey in front of him hidden in the mist, and just as he was about to paddle to the prey in front of him, his ghostly figure stopped suddenly.

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Jack had no choice but to watch his prey disappear without a trace. His eyes showed a bit of helpless pampering. He lowered his head to look at the hand that grabbed his wrist. On the wrist of that hand was a beautiful steel gauntlet. wrist.

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"What's the matter? Neb." Jack turned to look at the man in the hood, and glanced at his wrist, when the man had already let him go.Hmm...it's a pity.

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Neb seemed a little embarrassed, he pulled his hat: "There is something... I want to talk to you." He knew it was impolite to say so.

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"Of course." Jack's answer was unexpectedly straightforward. Neb was surprised, but he changed the topic, "But you need to wait for me to finish my work."

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"Can you not go?" Nebu's voice was a little low, he knew that his request was too capricious.

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"Ah, if I don't care, I may have my first failure in the game." Jack's voice sounded a bit distressed.

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Naibu stopped talking, just stared at him, a little lost in his eyes.

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Tsk, foul.Such an expression made it impossible for him to refuse.However, it must be something very important, otherwise how could the proud mercenary show such an expression.

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"Yes, yes..." Jack's voice became more hesitant, "If you go to the supervisor's cellar, no one else will dare to go there. But... I have a request."

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Neb looked up at him.

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"Let me carry you over~" Jack's tone rose, sounding bad.

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Naibu struggled for a long time, thinking that it was not the first time he was hugged by this guy, so he slowly raised his arms.

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Oh my god, how could Naibu be so cute this time!Jack pulled Neb into his arms and hugged him tightly.Carefully put away his sharp claws to prevent it from touching Naibu.

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After a while, Jack let go of Neb, and said with a smile: "Let's walk over together to save time."

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Neb tilted his head, glanced at Jack, said nothing, just nodded to Jack, and motioned for Jack to lead the way.

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Jack adjusted his pace according to Neb's speed, and hummed a little tune. The lingering tune was like a love song. The fog gradually dispersed, and the figures of the two were shrouded in it.

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In this way, the supervisor is in the front and the survivors are in the back. This is probably the only one.It's like a survivor chasing a supervisor, but if you look at it seriously, it's more like a knight follower swore allegiance to a noble.

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The two came to the basement. Jack placed a chair for Neb, asked him to sit down, and then found a stool for himself to sit on. Sitting on the stool with two long legs looked particularly aggrieved.

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But Jack's temperament was not damaged. He adjusted his sitting posture and became a vagabond.

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Taking off the mask, he looked at Naibu with a smile: "Now tell me, what happened?"

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