Please Stop Pretending To Be a Cute Newcomer!

With the sound of the train whistle, the lights on the roof of the shed illuminated the dark space on the platform.

The players closed their eyes for a while in the sudden light, and opened them after a little adaptation.

"Ah!" The timid players exclaimed after seeing the situation on the platform clearly.

Three corpses lay on the ground.

One woman, two men.

The woman threw herself face down on the ground, blood dripping from her back onto the unpaved concrete floor, wetting her loose hair into strands.

But strangely, her luggage was neatly placed some distance behind her.

The death conditions of the other two male players were exactly the opposite of those of the female players. They fell on their backs to the ground, with blood pouring out from their open abdomens, and the happy smiles on their faces became distorted after they died.

Both of their luggage were not far from each other.

Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi could imagine the situation at that time from the difference in death patterns and luggage locations between male and female players.

The female player was approached courteously on the pretext of helping with luggage, and this person must have the face of a player present.

She had seen it before, so she didn't have too many precautions.

The ending is that she was killed by the "player" who followed behind with a suitcase.

Most of the people who approach male players are women. Because of fear or seeking protection, this woman may still have a little beauty.

After listening to a few rainbow farts, they will be in a good mood, and then they will die.

That staircase and the darkness eliminated the three players who weren't vigilant enough.

"How did they die? Why didn't I hear anything!"

"This, this dungeon is too difficult. At the beginning, before everyone got in the car, we already lost three players..."

"There's like 20 people here."

As soon as this sentence came out, all the noisy voices disappeared immediately.

Counting the baby in the arms of the female player, the number of players in this copy is 19.

The speaker looked around vigilantly, a drop of cold sweat dripping from his forehead.He swallowed, "Yeah, maybe I counted wrong."

"That's right," said a steady-looking middle-aged man next to him. He looked solemnly at every player who was wary of each other. "There are 20 people."

With this observation, this person, including other players, naturally focused their attention on the two men.

These two men were hugging each other!

If they hadn't been attracted by the corpse on the ground at the beginning, they should have realized that something was wrong with these two!

The two men were about the same height, and the slightly taller one facing them had an indifferent expression.

The figure with his back to them was even slimmer, a long black knife pierced through his abdomen and exposed his lower back, and blood dripped from the wound to the ground like a stream.

At this moment, the long knife was being slowly drawn out.

Abdominal wound.

The players suddenly thought of the corpses of the two male players on the ground, and all retreated, staring at the man who shot with hostility, hatred, or fear.

It turned out that it wasn't ghosts who killed people, but radical players who killed people!

All this happens in just a few seconds.

When everyone retreated, one person's behavior was very abrupt.

I saw Shen Qingcheng dragging two suitcases against the crowd and approaching the man, with a tone of grief after being betrayed.

"Lu Qi, look at the way you two look like now, do you make sense?"

Sharp-eyed players noticed that the person approaching was not only dressed, but also had the same body shape as the man being hugged.

Shen Qingcheng seemed to have the ability to read minds, turned around and said to everyone: "It's not that I resemble him, it's that he resembles me, thank you."

It's a headache.

Frowning slightly loosened, Lu Qi put the long knife back into the prop package and let go of his left hand.

The body without support fell heavily to the ground, and the expression on "Shen Qingcheng"'s face was fixed on resentment and disbelief, and soon disappeared into a wisp of black smoke.

Not even a trace of blood was left.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

[It turned out to be a fake, scaring me to death! 】

[The game is too much, it's fine to lie to the players, but how come we, the audience, are also fooled.Do you know how it feels to be forced into a mouthful of glass shards when we are having fun knocking candy?Do you know what it feels like when we smashed sugar into glass shards and got stuck in the mouth by glass shards? 】

[That's right, it's too much, just last second I was hugging and screaming for this century! 】

[It's a bit too much, but I think it's better.Even our viewers from God's perspective didn't notice, how did the 7 gods and beauties tell the real from the fake? 】

[!sisters!Ning is a scientist! 】

[If this is not love! 】

The genuine Shen Qingcheng curled his lips in disgust, "The hideous expression at the end is too ugly, it's an insult to my appearance."

The crowd who came up: "..."

Although the man on the ground disappeared quickly, it was enough for the players to see its appearance clearly, and it was exactly the same as the unreliable man in front of him.

Not to mention that the back of this thing turned into black smoke, obviously not human.

There are ghosts pretending to be players and mixing among them!

This cognition raised the hearts of all players.

Some players also said: "This does not prove that the three dead players were not killed by him."

What if this person is killing and killing, I don't know whether it is good or bad luck, and he happens to kill a player disguised as a ghost?

"Who said that?" Shen Qingcheng looked around, and his eyes fell on the last man with his head bowed. He recognized this man, "Stupid?"

"Who are you talking about being an idiot? You are an idiot, whoever wants an idiot!" This person hid behind other players, cursing loudly, but as long as Shen Qingcheng made a gesture of approaching, he would hide behind them.

The former middle-aged player came out to smooth things over, "The door is open, let's talk about it on the train if you have anything to do."

It turned out that the train door had been opened unknowingly when everyone was arguing.

There are 18 carriages in the vermilion train, but only the middle carriage has the door open and the light on.