Villain Organization Fishing Rules [Quick Transmigration]

There was silence in the dead man's room.

Even if Fang Ke is as crazy as Fang Ke, will he be angry and sad for the death of his comrades-in-arms?

"Afterwards, I followed the murderer's trail to the copy of "Building No. 4". I didn't expect to meet my dear." Long Chulan's tone became charming again, "That's why I said it was fate."

Fate, it's too wonderful for words... Shit.

If it wasn't for Fang Ke's intention to find me, it must have been arranged by the Lord God.However, I cannot say these words to Fang Ke as a player.

Long Chulan blinked, saw that I was still silent, and said as if joking: "Okay, honey, you have to stand by my side in this copy, otherwise, I can only kill you."

"If you died, how sad I would be!" She smiled at the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were as dangerous as a predator.

OK, I confirmed, this bastard is threatening me.

The dungeon boss teamed up with the player to kill another player, tsk tsk, what a novelty.

However, as Fang Ke said, this absurd thing did not violate any of the main god's settings in the dungeon.

The game rule of "Building No. 4" is to let me kill at least one player every night. Of course, if I am a hard-working subordinate, I will definitely think about killing all players on the first night in order to maximize the KPI.Therefore, the players in this dungeon will do everything possible to conceal their true identities.

But the Lord God didn't say that I can't cooperate with players?

Doesn't killing Fang Ke's enemy also count as my work achievement?

As for Fang Ke, how could a big player like him care about the clearance rewards of a mere low-level dungeon.He came here just for revenge.Rather than fighting against NPCs to the end as usual, it is better to secretly seek cooperation.

"What's his name?" I whispered. "The guy who killed your teammate?"

"Painted skin demon master, this is his name on the leaderboard, but no one knows who he is, and no one knows whether the demon master is male or female."

Long Chulan grinned and said, "But it doesn't matter, after this dungeon, there will be no more Painted Skin Demon Masters."

"How did you know about the mirror demon? And how did you know that the camera is the killer of demons?" Fang Ke's information was so accurate that I wondered if he had a script in his hand.

Long Chulan touched the mirror on the side, and said with a smile: "Although I am not an NPC, this kind of dungeon that needs to hide my identity and act in a play usually has its own plot. Long Chulan is a name I made up at will, but This woman is an out-and-out black widow, killing her partner to get insurance premiums.”

"When I opened my eyes, I met the delicate mirror next to the bed. The low-level copy is very suggestive, and it is much easier than the high-level copy."

The disdain in Long Chulan's tone made me squint my eyes.

"Of course, my dear, you are the only special light in the low-level dungeon," Long Chulan hastily coaxed, and continued, "So, I judge that the mirror is the key to this dungeon, and the camera can be found logically."

A mirror is a very wonderful thing.

Anyone who stands in front of a mirror will reflect his own face, exactly.

"The mirror can reflect the true self, or in other words, it can reflect the most evil and filthy place in everyone's heart."

"The so-called dual personality is just a mask that everyone wears for themselves when they are in society. The more pious a person is, the bigger the secret is hidden. This is the key clue of the copy of "Building No. 4"."

"No player, NPC, or Boss can skip this rule."

That's right, just like when I looked in the mirror, there was an ordinary young man named "Mo Yu" on the front, and the mirror demon on the back.

"For example, the art teacher in front of you, he is actually a villain who hurts the students; another example is the resident of 301, he looks like a rigorous and boring animal photographer at first glance, but in fact he secretly kills animals for fun."

"Wait, I thought he was a pervert in that area too." I opened my eyes wide.

Long Chulan laughed: "Of course not. The underwear is just a misleading clue. If I insist, it is probably his personal hobby."

I:……

"The dungeon plots are all written by the Lord God. When you write a novel, will you set up two villains of the same type in an apartment? This is too boring, and the Lord God will not make this kind of mistake."

Oh, I understand, it's a hit.

"You haven't carefully observed the animal photos hanging on his wall. For example, this fish," Long Chulan pulled out the photo that went along with him this morning from his pocket as if by magic, "don't be shy, my dear , take a closer look."

I carefully looked at the graceful carp under the lotus leaf, and noticed something was wrong.

I have a ink lotus koi tattoo on my body. I have seen the dynamic posture of a real carp. This fish, um, seems to be a dead fish?

"There are often such techniques in the photography world, such as fixing a frog with a steel wire and sewing a leaf on it[1]. The same is true for this fish. In order to get the beautiful picture he wanted, he completely glued the carp to the ground. Frozen under the lotus leaves."

"He used black and white photos to cover up this fact, but it's a pity that the postures of live fish and dead fish are different after all."

Just as I was talking, Long Chulan moved closer to me, and her smile deepened: "I like live fish, which are more vibrant and interesting."

I silently pushed her away.

"If one day I have to kill a fish, I will be straightforward and will not make it a lifeless specimen."

Do I still have to thank you?

I looked at the black and white carp photo and thought, if the NPC can reflect its own evil in the mirror, what will the player see?

"You should have looked in the mirror, what did you see in the mirror?" I couldn't help asking.

Long Chulan smiled without saying a word. She touched the antlers on my head. Since only two people were killed, they looked like the antlers of a young deer. Not only could it not scare anyone, but it was also cute when you looked closely.

"Go back to bed early, lazy fish."

"Speaking of which, you are in charge of killing people, and I am in charge of forging the scene. We are really a match made in heaven." Long Chulan seemed to have thought of something, and asked with a smile, "Have you ever thought about leaving the infinite dungeon and becoming my contractor?"

The so-called contractor is a setting in Infinite Amusement Park.

Contract scrolls are not easy to come by, and only high-level dungeons have a very low probability of being produced.

If the other party's consent can be obtained, the player can put the NPC or even the Boss into the scroll, just like the Pokmon Ball, and release it in other copies to fight side by side with the player.

Of course I can agree, although now I am in the hands of the main god, but at least the boss of the main god will abide by the rules.

Fang Ke, on the other hand, is a complete pervert. Human minds are always changeable and difficult to guess.

Although I can feel that, unlike when we first met, now Fang Ke has no killing intent towards me.

"Forget it." Fang Ke didn't insist anymore, as if he just said it casually.

Seeing that the other party no longer obstructed me, I dived into the mirror world again and returned to my room along the silver light passage.

Early the next morning, I woke up to screams as expected.

The art teacher died. This time, no one took the initiative to call the police, and all the residents stood guard at the gate of 101, looking at each other.

I pretended to have just heard the news and hurried over. Before I entered the room, I smelled a strong smell of blood.

"What's going on?" I pretended to ask.

Fatty Wang Dong pointed to the room but said nothing, and the others were also trembling.

Although I killed the middle-aged man yesterday, I didn't make the scene too bloody.Why did everyone look pale, as if they were about to vomit?

This question was completely solved when I walked into the scene.

I raised my eyes in shock, and looked at the man whose neck I had only broken my neck last night. Now he was quartered by five horses. Each body part was strung up with ropes and hung in the living room like a chandelier. Shaking repeatedly in the living room.

Oh shit!

The most conspicuous thing is the four big characters written in blood on the wall: Painted Skin Demon Master.

"Painted Skin Demon Master?" I read out softly, with a blank expression on my face, "What does this mean?"

I asked people around, and of course no one gave me any response.

"Do we still need to call the police now?" The female student asked timidly. It's not that they don't believe the police, but the scene in front of them is too weird. It's not so much a serial murder as some kind of supernatural phenomenon, as if an ominous evil is coming. Gradually enveloped Building 4.

After a long silence, the sickly man coughed twice and said, "Let me call the police."

The police arrived quickly, did the same thing as yesterday, and drove us back to our room.

I'm not afraid of scenes full of blood, but Fang Ke's behavior still makes me sigh.

The same lunatic, also elusive, Fang Ke is too perverted and unique, so I can't figure out his intentions.

If I don't know that the main god is the boss, I will think that Fang Ke is the villain of this world.

But obviously not.

Thinking about it carefully, Fang Ke is weird and terrifying, but he has never killed anyone who shouldn't die.

His hands were stained with countless blood, but most of them killed NPCs and bosses in Infinite Amusement Park. For example, in the last dungeon, he killed Miss Xuetao.

Although Miss Xuetao is my acquaintance, er, familiar ghost, but I don't feel sorry.Because not one hundred but eighty players died at Miss Xuetao's hands.Ghosts can kill people, and humans can also kill ghosts.

As for the Rainbow Guild, it is the enemy of the match, using the Deathrattlers to destroy Troy. As for this time, Fang Ke's goal is clearly aimed at revenge.

In this sense, Fang Ke is by no means a villain. On the contrary, he has a very clear view of right and wrong.

Of course, abnormality is also true abnormality.

"Honey, what are you thinking?" Long Chulan's voice sounded at the door, I was not surprised.

The one-handed lockpicking skill last night has made me realize clearly that the old-fashioned door locks in Building 4 are useless to Fang Ke.

The beautiful female white-collar worker walked up to me, leaned her head on my shoulder, and whispered in a voice that only the two of us could hear: "Honey, did you scare me today?"

"The Painted Skin Demon Master is very powerful?" I asked, when I saw the blood writing on the wall, the atmosphere in the building was obviously quite gloomy.

"The Painted Skin Demon Master is one of the most mysterious and dangerous players in the amusement park. You should know that players have a personal leaderboard. The top ten players, no matter how they cover up, will leave some traces more or less. However, the Painted Skin Demon Master There is only one name."

"Guess why?" Long Chulan said in a dangerous tone, "Because the Painted Skin Demon Master never survives. Players who are in the same instance as him will eventually die without a place to die."

Fang Ke slaughtered the book, and the painted skin demon master also slaughtered the book, but the former killed NPCs, and the latter killed players. The difference between the two can be seen.

"Why did he come to "Building 4"? This is just a D-level copy."

"Because he's afraid of me," Long Chulan chuckled, with great confidence and pride, "Since he killed Qi Tuo, I've spread the word in Paradise that anyone who can provide the whereabouts of the demon master, whether true or false, I will I paid a lot of money to buy it, and vowed to peel off his painting skin."

"My personal ranking is already higher than him. He was able to rise to the top ten because of some insidious means. It can be seen that his ability to face the enemy is not strong. In the pure force dungeon, the only way to meet me is death. In order to avoid My edge, he will definitely choose a low-level and puzzle-oriented dungeon to complete the amusement park rules of three dungeons a week."

"Then how do you know he must be here?" I still clung to the question.

Long Chulan sighed, and waved her hands helplessly: "Because Qi Tuo has my mark on him, and Zi Qi, the Tarot master in our team, can divination some clues through this mark."

"Honey, you have my marks on you too."

She eyed my waist suggestively.

Gan!