Deadly Cards [Unlimited]

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With the torture of the last mechanical sound, Nanjia finally collapsed and fell to the ground.

Before regaining consciousness, I heard someone rushing over to help me up, the voice still not recovering from the fear.

"Brother, what are you? Did you offend the system too?"

Nanjia was supported onto the oil tank next to him. There was a burst of cold from bottom to top, which made Nanjia smart.

"Huh?" Nanjia was puzzled, and looked up at this ghostly place.

There were ten people sitting scattered around, most of them were still shocked, and a few were calm and composed.

They were at the entrance of a large amusement park, and the woods behind them were so thick that they couldn't see the end clearly.

Nanjia straightened up, her back felt cool, and the wind-blown leaves rustled all over her body.

Just now I said that Yanyang is now in the dusk above his head, the blood color is connected, and from time to time he utters a few crows' mutterings, the sharp and piercing voice pierces the eardrums, and several people can't help but hug together.

"It's just... I offended you just now with the voice of the machine and said something bad. The newcomers are basically treated like this." The man supporting Nanjia explained weakly.

Looking at the weak look of the man, he secretly sighed.

It seems that there is a lot of overtime, which seems a bit false.

"So this is?" Nan Jia glanced at the surrounding %2C again and asked with his mouth open.

The man opened his mouth, ready to explain, but in the next second he was pushed away by a strong man behind him.

"Lin Ran, I want you to explain. The corpse is probably too cold. Let's go." As he spoke, he stepped forward and stood in front of Nan Jia, just blocking Nan Jia's line of sight.

Nanjia frowned slightly, and raised her head to meet the strong man's face.

"Newbie?"

Nan Jia looked puzzled, and smiled with his mouth open: "It should be counted."

The strong man nodded and looked at the person in front of him up and down.

"I don't know what this ghost thing is, but if we can be here now, then we all draw the same card, which is spades."

Nan Jia nodded cooperatively and continued to listen.

"To put it simply, don't play tricks, talk less, do more, follow the NPC's arrangement, and finally find the card hidden in the dungeon."

"Old player?"

The strong man nodded: "Well, two copies have been taken, and newcomers come to fill up the number every time."

Nanjia raised her eyebrows to show that she understood. Before she could speak, there were two screams behind her.

"Where is this?" The two girls squatted on the ground and hugged each other, their eyes full of fear.

The strong man glanced at the two people in the distance, and muttered to himself: "It seems that everyone is here."

Nanjia leaned back, a total of thirteen people.

After the buzzing in his head subsided, Nanjia realized that the surrounding area was very quiet, and he didn't see a single ghost.

"Do you still want to die?" The brawny man opened his mouth and asked in front of the two girls, and yelled behind him, "Brother who came in just now, do you still want to die?"

Speaking of this, Nanjia's stomach rose again, and he was about to complain a few words, but was suppressed by the words of the two girls.

"How...to do it?" A younger girl looked up and looked at the strong man in confusion, her eyes full of lifelessness.

The strong man was stunned for a moment, sighed, and glanced forward: "Turn around, just keep walking."

"Okay, thank you." The older girl stood up and thanked, as if she was finally relieved.

The two stood up and realized that the girls were wearing skirts, but the bruises on their legs and arms were very eye-catching.

With strangulation marks on the neck and slap marks on the face, it is hard not to think about what the two girls went through.

The strong man was not talking, he turned his head and walked to Nanjia: "What about you?"

"I came here as a joke, I don't want to die." Nan Jia said truthfully, but his eyes were still on the two girls.

The girls clung to each other, walking with a limp, and the young one's leg was dragged limply on the ground.

The crying girl who was standing behind just now just stared blankly at the two people in front.

Although they don't know what happened to them, it seems that death is the best relief for them.

The two disappeared from people's sight step by step, until the thick fog completely enveloped them inside.

After less than three seconds, just when people were about to relax, suddenly, there were a few creaking sounds in the dense fog, as if something was chewing on a bone, and it looked extremely gloomy in the setting sun.

In the next second, two bloody heads were thrown out like basketballs, and the girl standing behind immediately screamed and knelt on the ground and vomited.

The faces of the newcomers are also not very good-looking, and the atmosphere around them is more dignified than before, except for a few old players who are not surprised and gathered together to discuss something.

The strong man also sighed, opened his mouth and said, "Let's go."

At this time, the strong man became the heart of the people, and everyone followed behind.

Nanjia was the last one to leave. The two heads were leaning together, and the smiles on their faces could still be vaguely seen on their bloody faces.

As far as Nanjia could see, the two sisters were standing in place, but the blood stains on their bodies were gone. The long white dress was hanging down to the toes, and the long black hair was draped around the waist. They looked very beautiful.

After a long absence, the smile on her face became even brighter, and the little girl's legs recovered, and she hugged her sister tightly.

The girl seemed to feel that someone was watching them, and when her eyes met Nanjia, she was taken aback for a moment, and then she smiled even more happily.

Nanjia cooperated and smiled with the corners of her mouth open. Suddenly, a woman patted Nanjia on the shoulder and said jokingly.

"What's the matter, kid? Are you scared?"

Nanjia came back to her senses, looked at the woman beside her who was a few years older than herself, with a smirk on her lips.

"Sister, I'm not afraid, but there are two dark things standing there, do you know what they are?"

Following Nanjia's line of sight, there were only two heads left, which were rolled aside by the wind, with a weird smile on their faces.

In an instant, cold sweat broke out behind the woman, but she said to Nan Jia with a strong and calm smile.

"Haha, my name is Shen Bing. You can call me Sister Bing. I'm an old player. If you need anything in the future, come and find my sister."

After finishing speaking, he quickly moved away from the two heads and followed in the middle of the crowd.

Nan Jia rubbed her hair, she looked good, but unfortunately she found the wrong person.

Following the crowd, Nanjia's eyes finally fell on the man standing beside him.

He is more than 1.8 meters tall, with perfect body proportions and that foul face.

This is simply the afterlife!

Nan quick walked up to that person, adjusted his smile and opened his mouth: "Hello, my name is Nan Jia."