Ex-boyfriends are gods

"What on earth do you want to do? Do you want to see the raging feeling brought about by our mutual suspicion and killing each other?" Vito took a deep breath, and his tone of voice was quite calm.It's just that he pressed his hands firmly on the table, and his angry and depressed expression revealed his true thoughts.

"No, no, you misunderstood. I meant that I didn't want to hurt you." The voice from the top of the head, or from all directions, vetoed it.

His tone became low, as if he was reading a dignified and profound history of mankind, "I'm just doing an experiment. From the beginning, I left enough living space for you, didn't I?

It's yourselves, you mistrust each other, you let go of your desires, you let go of your nature.Some of you do it for revenge, some do it for money, and some do it to take survival into your own hands... So, each of you played tricks and played with people's hearts.Now, tell me, I'm the one to blame for everything? "

"Fart! You are tempting us. If you hadn't hijacked us and let us play this damn game, nothing would have started. You are the culprit!" Vito yelled out of control.

The calmness he has maintained these two days can no longer be maintained. He was originally just a psychology student who just graduated with a bright future.As a result, now, the hands are contaminated with human life.

He could have traveled smoothly all the way to the end of his life, and finally returned to the embrace of God.

Now, everything is ruined.

God played a big joke on him, the vehicle of his life was stopped halfway, and then drove to a damn narrow and rugged road that finally led to hell!

The devil didn't argue with Vito, he just laughed, a naked mocking laugh.

"I have no intention of arguing with you. I'm tired of playing this game. I've seen enough of you filthy but hiding and hiding like rats in the gutter. I'm giving you one last chance. Do you hear me? The muffled roar coming, it's a 'monster', it's the countdown to a big gift I'm about to give you.

Now, let it all begin.You should have found the cards on the table. There are seven cards in total now, one more.That one is the trump card I put back in yesterday.

The rules of the new game are simple, when the 'monster' opens the door to create a surprise, whoever can get the trump card and enter his room after 300pm will be exempted and will receive a £[-] million reward.

Some of you should be able to prove that I am not lying, the lucky one from the game a year ago, she managed to survive, got a huge fortune and is now living a perfect life.Goodbye, everyone, and good luck for the last time. "

The devil's voice quickly faded away, as if he had never appeared before.

Al breathed a little harder, his eyes swept over everyone, and he clearly felt the change in the atmosphere.

Daisy and Vito cast their eyes on Monta consciously or unconsciously.

"Really?" Vito spoke first, but his voice was very erratic, as if it was forcefully squeezed out from the depths of his soul.

300 million... This is a huge amount of wealth, enough for anyone to get away from the foggy city, and then change to another city or even a country to start a rich and beautiful life again.

Monta's eyes flustered, "No...I'm not sure, yes, Irene Nanke survived, but she left our family and even gave up her child. I don't know if she is rich now."

"Enough, that doesn't matter. Listen, the gates might open before six at night, that's our chance. Let's get ready and maybe give it a go." Al pulls out his revolver/gun, he's not tyrannical people, but he must use this to threaten everyone, so that everyone's emotions will not face out of control.

"Monster." Chris said suddenly, "You said, it's a monster, we have no chance."

He seldom speaks, but like every time before, he always grabs the key point and speaks at the critical moment.wait...every time...

Al took a deep look at Chris. This cowardly and timid man was not as obscure as he appeared.

Going back to the beginning, a lady in the Kinpa restaurant lost her expensive sapphire. On October 10, the date that was published in the newspaper was proposed by Chris.At the same time, it was he who identified Li Dongxun as a witness to testify against Ruth's grandson.

Because of this, Ruth's killing intent towards Li Dongxun was triggered.

Al withdrew his gaze from Chris, and then he stared at everyone seriously and calmly, not allowing anyone to avoid his gaze.

He put the revolver/gun on the table, and his deep voice tried to reassure everyone as much as possible, "Yes, he may be a monster, and we have no qualifications to fight. But does this mean that we have to Is money killing itself?

I believe he is watching us, watching us with a mocking malicious smile, watching us fall, watching us unleash utter malice, but can we make him do what he wants?Don't you think everyone's hands are stained with blood, and then take out wealth from the blood, and then spend it recklessly? "

Lake Eyre's blue pupils are like the clear blue sky after the rain, which is ethereal and mixed with emptiness and tranquility, which made Daisy a little ashamed, she lowered her head slightly, "I'm sorry for what I did just now."

Vito also seemed to compromise, "How do you say?"

Soon, under the discussion of everyone, Monta first went upstairs to see Ruth.He was still alive, but not much conscious.To ensure his life, Vito contributed a little using a vase... to give Ruth water after simply filtering through his clothes.

But everyone present understood that this was just a drop in the bucket, but this was already all they could do.Ruth's life depends on whether he can continue to be tenacious.Afterwards, everyone began to look for everything suitable for attacking, and even Daisy planned to set up some traps in a whimsical way.

Huge physical labor, and the problem that comes with it is hunger.

Al licked his lips. He drank enough water last night, but the problem was that he was hungry.However, everyone present, except for the hidden informer, hadn't eaten for a day and a half.

After working for nearly three hours, the exhausted people escaped the traps and carefully sat on the stairs to rest.

Monta sat the highest so that he could stretch his legs and be more comfortable.The atmosphere of silence made him want to say something, so he laughed at himself awkwardly, "Speaking of which, the Robertson family is really unlucky to get involved in this damn game one after another."

"Who knows, maybe the devil lives near your family, maybe you have long turned your back on God and turned to the devil." Vito said mockingly.

This made Monta look bad, but as a second-hand house reseller, he would face all kinds of picky customers every day, and he could restrain his temper long ago, otherwise he would not be able to do this for a long time.

Al turned his head and gave Vito a warning look. This kind of meaningless provocation would only aggravate the distrust between them.

"Mr. Monta, you are a house dealer. You must have seen many beautiful houses." Daisy gave Monta a step and took the initiative to talk, "I have always wanted a house of my own that I can decorate at will The house, where I'm living now, is a real mess."

Daisy's words made Monta look a little better, and soon, he told Daisy a lot of interesting things in his career.

For example, he has participated in many second-hand housing auctions.

This is the most interesting and tense thing. This kind of auction is very special. The organizer will invite all reputable second-hand housing specialists to participate and show them around the second-hand housing at the door.

These second-hand houses are either because the owners are bankrupt and the property rights of the houses are no longer owned by them, or because the owners have moved away, they need the help of the organizer to sell them.

These second-hand houses are good and bad, but the second-hand house resellers can only observe at the door and cannot enter the house, which requires a test of eyesight.Because once the bid is won, the house and everything in it will belong to the buyer.

Monta said that a colleague of theirs once bought a house at a high price, which far exceeded the price of the house itself.The reason for this is because he got a message that the owner of this house was once a famous painter, and several paintings of the owner were placed in the utility room of the house.

These paintings can be sold at high prices.

As a result, there was nothing in it, and he was miserably cheated. He filed for bankruptcy a few days later, and the bank put his house up for second-hand housing auction.

Daisy showed a sympathetic look, "Then Mr. Monta, in your career, has this kind of auction surprised you or made you suffer?"

"I don't have enough eyesight. So far, I haven't received any surprises. You should know that most homeowners will always take valuable things away when they move out. No one will leave out wealth.

As for the bad luck, it happened many years ago, it was a very luxurious house, and I finally bought it for nearly half the price.I thought I had picked a leak but it was so bad the inside of the house had been eaten away by termites and it was completely rebuilt. "There was a look of lingering fear on Monta's face.

"Really? That's really too bad." Daisy also frowned following Monta's words, very worried.

"Fortunately, with the support of my family, I came out again. So for me, family is the most important thing, and I must go back to them." Monta tidied up his sleeves, as if alone The language is average, and the voice is slightly low.

"Mr. Monta, you will go home." Daisy comforted him.

"Thank you."

Daisy smiled softly. In a special environment, women have their unique advantages.For example, now, the power of a woman's smile to appease, it will be far better than a man's smile.

But the next moment... this moment, it's so abrupt or doesn't leave anyone with any chance to think.Monta was still immersed in her own thoughts, and Daisy still had a smile of comfort, sympathy, and pity on her face, but she took out a sharp fruit knife from her pocket.

Without hesitation... He rushed towards Monta very quickly and accurately, and then slashed Monta's neck with a knife.

For a moment, Monta pushed Daisy violently, and Daisy hit someone from the stairs and rolled down.

Monta's eyes widened, his throat was scratched, and blood gushed out in an instant.He seemed to be completely frightened, he covered his throat with both hands desperately in panic, then stumbled and ran towards his room amid blood stains all over his body.

Al sensed something was wrong for a moment, but Chris also rushed over quickly.He pinned down on Al while yelling at Vito, "Get the gun off him!"

At first, they chose to compromise, just because Al has a deadly weapon in his hands.

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Wow~ There was a plot error in the last chapter, it has been revised~