Kiss me today and die

Ignoring Dick's gag, Xia Ren finally had the opportunity to ask the judge another question: "If I accidentally kill the good guy first and kill the werewolf, wouldn't it mean that the werewolf won?"

The judge finally couldn't help but let out a burst of piercing laughter, and after laughing enough, he said, "I knew I didn't choose the wrong person."

Without waiting for Xia Ren to speak, the judge added: "Although there is such a possibility, I believe you will not hit the wrong person. At least killing number 10 (Dick) won't make good people die, will it?"

"Sorry, I want to be more on the safe side." Xia Ren didn't have Dick's overly coquettish operational awareness, "Do you want to put the gun back?"

"No, I'll send you off, who made you my favorite." This sound seemed to be whispering in Xia Ren's ear.

Xia Ren has been harassed by Dick and has lost his immunity. Facing the judge's words, he will not have any thoughts at all.Well, there is still something, that is... why is it so disgusting?Xia Ren didn't have this kind of discomfort when facing Dick obviously.

So, do you still look at the face?

Xia Ren fixed his eyes on Dick, solemn as the wind, tall and gentle, calm and calm in his ease.Compared to the judge who couldn't see his face, Xia Ren was indeed more willing to continue to be loved by Dick.

Dick was very angry because of the judge's words, and was about to make trouble. When Xia Ren looked over, he immediately forgot everything happily: "Don't worry, dear, I won't be angry with you. I like you The more people there are, the better my vision is.”

Xia Ren looked at Dick coldly: "You know that's not what I want to ask."

Under such tremendous pressure, Dick still has the ability to continue to calmly talk nonsense, "Do you think I am particularly virtuous and virtuous, so you love me more because of this?"

"You have three seconds left."

"As a mini-boss in a dungeon, you can choose a 'favorite' to provide the other party with various things that you can have without redeeming points. Most of the mini-boss are very stingy and don't have a 'favorite'. However, you are the 'favorite'. The probability of love' is always very high. No, I decided to be jealous." Dick announced something calmly, as if discussing what to have for the next meal, and then there was nothing else.

Inexplicably, Xia Ren felt that this matter was not as easy to pass as before.

Xia Ren's only solution to this is to divert Dick's attention: "This time we only have 5 minutes to meet, I will ask you to answer."

"Okay~" Dick's smile was brighter than flowers again, his slightly curly black hair was fluffy and soft, and looked very pleasing to the touch, just like a docile large domestic dog.

The judge was disappointed again, but he was still trying to persuade Xia Ren: "Are you really not going to kill No. 10 (Dick)?"

"Thank you, I will think about it carefully." Xia Ren replied, and then he began to race against time to ask Dick, "Is there competition among old players?"

This is Xia Ren's brain hole, why No. 4 (the writer) and Dick on the same side have to cheat each other.

"Of course it exists," Dick shrugged and spread his hands like a peacock spreading his tail. Even at this time, he still did not forget to let Xia Ren see his best side. The curved chin is very suitable for use at first glance. Kissing Xia Ren, "Although it is said that if the good camp wins, everyone can survive. However, if you die at the beginning, the points you can get are different from living until the end and leading the team to victory."

"What's the use of points?" This was the second time Xia Ren heard this statement.

"Points can be exchanged for anything you need." You can get props by clearing the dungeon, which can also be exchanged with points, and the highest item reward dropped in each dungeon is only one or two, which will be based on the judge's "favorite" and points According to the situation to allocate, "Simply put, old players are each other's biggest competitors in the copy."

Of course, if the situation is too tense, we must work together to fight the enemy.But if it's a simple game like today, where you can finish all the players' identities without talking in a circle, you can still have some fun.

"Joy?"

"Looking at the newcomers in a daze, it's like seeing yourself who was led around by the old players back then. Aren't you happy that the suffering you have suffered has finally been put on someone else?" Dick is obviously the line of the villain , I really don’t know how he managed to live so securely, “It will also be interesting to watch old players overturn because newcomers are too fishy (stupid) to carry them.”

As long as it doesn't happen to you, it's fun.

"Writer No. 4 and Hanfu girl No. 7 are all old players?" Xia Ren asked again.

Dick nodded: "It should be. Veteran players don't know each other's identities, most of them can only be speculated, or they have met before."

Therefore, when there was a chance to kill No. 7 Hanfu girl, writer No. 4 chose No. 7 without hesitation.Unfortunately, girl No. 7 did not die.Dick, on the other hand, kept silent until he took advantage of the order of speech to lead the werewolves to believe that No. 4's identity was that of a god.

There is no doubt, tomorrow morning, the judge will definitely announce that the werewolf chose to kill No. 4 on the second night.

"Then why didn't you vote for No. 7 (the girl in Hanfu) when you were choosing between mother and daughter?" Even No. 4 (the writer) could see the identity of No. 7, so there's no reason Dick couldn't.

Dick shrugged: "If I say, I'm not the kind of character who would dirty old players, would you believe me?"

"Oh." This was Xia Ren's answer.

"Look, you don't believe what I say." Dick looked at Xia Ren aggrievedly, biting his lip, and looked a little erotic, "But when have I ever lied to you?"

Today's Dick is still so naked and straightforward to express his love for Xia Ren.

"An Fulin and I—that is, No. 4 (the writer)—are just purely personal grievances. He is not in a good position, he speaks in the front seat, and he is afraid of overturning the car, so he dare not let himself go too far, so there is no way to dirty me. If Our speaking order is reversed, and he will definitely do more than me." Dick is like a child who strongly asks his parents to take charge of the overall situation, "I only target An Adventist, and basically adhere to fair competition, This is my dream!"

"Oh." There was no fluctuation on Xia Ren's face.Anyone who has a dream is amazing.

Then, this meeting is over.Xia Ren learned more information about the game, Dick got his wish and talked with his lover for 5 more minutes alone, both of them were very satisfied.

The judge silently felt that he had eaten a lot of dog food that he shouldn't have eaten.

It was light again.

The judge announced: "Player No. 4 (writer) died without a last word."

No. 4, the writer An Fulin, who wore a hood when he appeared on the stage and had little room for development, turned his eyes with a smile in the direction of Dick before he was about to fall into the darkness, and then gracefully raised his middle finger .

The game between the two neuropathies is far from over.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Di Gong: Today is me and Xia Xia!

Judge: ...then what am I?

Di Gong: ^^ Don't worry, you will be dead soon.