The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Playing God and Playing Ghosts Day [-] "Compared to me, the one sitting over there is more omniscient."

History is always strikingly similar.

After Zhang Hanyu finished telling the story, the audience was silent, just like Fang Xia said before, "His friend raised three dogs", but obviously, the scale of this story was bigger.

Especially the last sentence - "I don't remember very clearly what happened after that. I only remember that we ate two roast chickens, but one person went to eat and didn't know where he went..."

After Zhang Hanyu finished speaking, she didn't react for a long time—who the hell survived?

The confrontation between a woman and a man, the disparity in strength may not be able to overcome, but if the man survives, then what is going on with this "I"?From whose point of view is she telling this story?

It may be because Zhang Hanyu is the person who tells the story, and the weirdness and coolness in her heart are more real than anyone else.

She even felt that she was in that story. While she was telling it, she seemed to be standing in a corner of the scene, watching all this happen.

She stared blankly at her mobile phone, the black text on the white background was replaced by a black screen, and a few sparse applause suddenly sounded in her ears.

Zhang Hanyu snapped back to his senses and looked up.

Chen Hening nodded slightly at her, and praised: "It's a very, very wonderful story, let me see, does anyone want to add?"

His gaze swept around, with an extremely uncomfortable sizing, Fang Xia frowned fiercely when the other person's gaze fell on him, but within a second, the person looked at the other person.

Chen Hening's eyes finally stayed on Zhang Yuming, he dragged his tone meaningfully, and asked lightly: "Perhaps you want to add something?"

When Zhang Yuming was named, he looked like a cat stepping on its tail. He suddenly jumped up from his chair and stared at him defensively: "I have nothing to add."

"I thought you might know the whereabouts of the other person." Chen Hening said.

"You think I'll know? Who do you think you are? Are you supernatural and omniscient?" Zhang Yuming scolded unceremoniously.

Chen Hening laughed, as if he didn't mind Zhang Yuming's words at all: "Compared to me, the one sitting over there knows everything."

He pointed and nodded. Sitting in the corner, he buried his head in looking at Young Master Jiang who was bandaging the CEO's wound.

When Jiang Yiming heard the man's roll call, he didn't bother to respond.

Chen Hening continued to say to Zhang Yuming: "You, if you are willing to report your birthday to the person sitting over there, I dare say, that person can clearly count the things in the first half of your life, and even the second half of your life. It can be detected without the disaster of blood and light."

Zhang Yuming's eyebrows twitched twice.

Chen Hening laughed: "It depends on whether you dare to tell him."

"It's as if I tell everyone's fortune? So cheap?" Jiang Yiming sneered, "I'm not interested in your games."

As long as no one is killed under his nose, other people will let them go. Besides, he is not obsessed with the truth of the matter. He has no interest in the meaning behind these stories.

——Perhaps if the two forensic doctors next door who talked about being inhuman came over, those two people might still be interested in finding out.

Chen Hening narrowed his eyes: "That can't be done, if you don't play this game, this game won't be fun just with these four idiots."

Zhang Hanyu and others who were simply and rudely summed up as fools: "..."

Chen Hening paused, and then said: "How about this, let's take a look... What if I say that you can only leave this villa unless you and these people find the murderer and the game ends early?"

Zhang Hanyu frowned, does this person still plan to keep them trapped in the bar?If they made a concerted effort to rush out of the bar and head straight for the gate, wouldn't they still be able to get out?What the hell does this guy mean?

"Wow, look at your expressions..." Chen Hening looked at these young people, and suddenly laughed, "You haven't tried to open the gate of this villa, have you? You are not trapped in the In the bar, you are trapped in the villa." He pretended to be kind and added a reminder.

Zhang Hanyu was taken aback for a moment, and the blood color that had finally returned to his face suddenly disappeared completely.

Are they trapped in the villa?This is real?

"I'm even willing to let you leave here and try it yourself, but it means that you don't trust me, then I will be sad, and you have to pay a little price to coax me." Chen Hening said generously.

The three young men fell silent in unison, none of them wanted to make unnecessary confirmations, let alone try to see what the so-called "price" was.

Seeing this, Chen Hening smiled, not thinking about what kind of heavy-pound-bomb he dropped.

He turned to Jiang Yiming and continued: "I think the one next to you is more suitable for urgent medical treatment. Look at him, how pitiful he is, there is no blood on his face."

Hearing this, Jiang Yiming subconsciously glanced at Zhong Sheng, the blood loss from the wound on his back really made Zhong Sheng look a bit bad.

Before going out in the morning, the half-length hair that was teased by Young Master Jiang for being fluffy like a peacock and smeared with hairspray was now scattered messily around her cheeks, her face was pale, and her lips were covered with bitten blood scabs.

Zhong Sheng looked at the other party coldly: "It's none of your business."

Jiang Yiming glanced at him silently.

Chen Hening shrugged his shoulders, smiled indifferently, his eyes still stayed on Jiang Yiming: "The decision is in your hands."

"As for you..." He changed the subject, looked at Zhang Yuming, and clicked his tongue twice, "I'm not very interested in your little secret. But believe me, there are no secrets in this game. Sooner or later you will agree with me."

Zhang Yuming's face was slightly stiff, and he didn't say a word, but after Zhang Hanyu and Fang Xia listened to Chen Hening's words, they subconsciously put a short distance away from each other.

At this time, what is secret and not secret, what can it be? ——But no matter what it is, it will never be a good thing.

Zhang Yuming noticed the distance between those two people, but he didn't say a word. He silently but thoughtfully glanced at Zhang Hanyu and Fang Xia, and then lowered his eyes again. The inverted triangle eyes looked a little strange at the moment. A little extra shade of prey.

Zhang Hanyu shivered for a moment, embarrassingly reflecting on her behavior, she knew it was just a story, but she couldn't help subconsciously taking it seriously, she bit her lip and lowered her head.

[I really don't understand why this NPC always wants to cue other guests after the story ends from time to time? 】

[I always feel that it is meaningful... Could it be the easter eggs behind the case? 】

[Ghost knows... But really, it really doesn't matter if Mr. Zhong is not allowed to go to the hospital?Or did the two of them disappear for a while, just to put on a special effect makeup? 】

[...upstairs is also a good idea]

【This show is really getting more and more confusing... I don’t think you can use normal people’s thinking to watch the show, otherwise you will feel that there are problems everywhere】

[That's right, I think the program team must have arranged everything, let's stop thinking about it, just watch...]

【+1】

The program group who keeps staring at the live broadcast: It’s true that there are problems everywhere QAQ but we really can’t get in QAQ

……

"Is it your turn to tell a story now?" In the bar, Fang Xia coughed, breaking the suffocating silence.

Chen Hening looked at the three people in front of him with interest. Hearing what Fang Xia said, he nodded unhurriedly: "It is indeed my turn. Let me think about which story I should tell you is more appropriate..."

He looked at the people in front of him thoughtfully, and after thinking for a few seconds, he said, "Why don't you just tell a story that happened here."

Zhang Hanyu trembled again, pointing his finger down: "It happened here?"

"Yes, it happened here, in this bar." Chen Hening showed a gentle smile, but Zhang Hanyu didn't want to see it at all.

Chen Hening continued: "Before I converted it into a B&B villa, this bar was actually a dungeon - very fitting, isn't it?"

He suddenly walked out from the bar, and following his footsteps, the other three young people subconsciously left their seats and took two steps back.

Chen Hening smiled nonchalantly. He walked to the side of the three young men forcefully and irresistibly, and said, "Look at that wall... Come, I'll take you there. Come on, my guests." He Urge.

Zhang Hanyu and the others had no choice but to follow Chen Hening, walked to the wall he mentioned, looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that the metal-filled wall was as uneven as if it had been planed by a dog.

"These are the traces left by the piggies who once stayed in the dungeon. It is absolutely true." Chen Hening introduced, as if he was introducing some tourist attractions.

He said, "Some piggies will write on it to record the time they have been locked up here, and sometimes they will suddenly scratch off all the time records in a frenzy, even if the whole piece of fingernail is planed off and the flip cover is gone. It doesn't matter—maybe it's useless to realize that recording time, here, the only measure of whether to release is the hunter, not time."

"But there are also some very interesting pigs who left some interesting words or interesting paintings. I have preserved their works intact in this way. I think if this wall is Any damage would be a huge loss."

"I call this wall a memoir." Chen Hening showed an intoxicated expression, "and the story I want to tell is one of them——I must say that every trace on this wall is worth it. To be told as a story, unfortunately we don't have much time, otherwise I would be happy to explain all the origins to my guests in detail."

"You're welcome..." Fang Xia twitched the corners of his mouth.

Chen Hening looked at him suddenly, with offended anger in his eyes: "I heard your unrefined attitude, this is not good, you'd better be careful."

Fang Xia suddenly closed her mouth, tightly.

"Did you see this mark? What do you think it looks like?" Chen Hening returned to his wall again, and he pointed to a mark that was less than his waist height and asked.

A few young people looked at it subconsciously. It was uneven and potholed. Who knows what it looks like?

No one answered.Those young people just lowered their heads, habitually waiting for Chen Hening to continue the story.

But this time, Chen Hening was dissatisfied with such silence. He knocked on the metal wall and made a crisp sound. His voice was abruptly raised and full of anger: "Answer me!"

The three young men were taken aback, probably because they were used to Chen Hening's soft knife-like white terror, and this sudden anger seemed even more terrifying.

They tremblingly approached the wall and looked carefully: "...the surface of the moon?"

Chen Hening: "..."

Fuck the surface of the moon, you fool.

Chen Hening turned to Jiang Yiming, still pinning his hopes on Jiang Yiming's answer, but Jiang Yiming didn't mean to cooperate with the answer at all, he didn't raise his eyes, and was still dealing with the injury on Zhong Sheng's back—if he didn't deal with it properly, he would have to deal with it in the future. Those with scars—Master Jiang has a lot of unique ways to deal with wounds, and he usually doesn't tell others.

Chen Hening: "..."

None cooperated with him.

"Ah, I can see it!" Zhang Hanyu exclaimed suddenly.

Chen Hening looked at her hopelessly, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Please tell me, my guest."

"Is it a face?" Zhang Hanyu asked. ——The ending of the story just now popped up in her mind, and that face seemed to be deeply rooted in her mind.