Chapter 7

What about dyeing white at this time?

The office is empty.

"Ha ha, Ling Yu lost a lot after a big ticket. He must celebrate."

"I think it's big brother. You're extremely smart."

"The Wen family gives more money. Gaiming takes his brother to Xiaoyao."

"Hahaha, Congratulations, brother."

In a room, voices of joy rang out one after another.

"Dang, Dang, Dang," a strange knock on the door rang through the room.

"Did you... Hear anything?" the man holding the bottle paused.

"Knock on the door..."

"Bah, bad luck, who doesn't sleep to come to us in the middle of the night." the boss spit and said.

"Boss, isn't it day now?"

A man gave him his watch. It's right during the day.

Everyone's face was a little strange. "It should be the wrong watch. It's dark outside."

"However, we plan according to the time on our watch. In the process, it is the day." another man hesitated to be late.

What's going on? Is it haunted?

However, the knock on the door is still ringing "Dang, Dang, Dang," which is very rhythmic.

"I'll open the door."

The man opened the door and there was no one outside. A gust of night wind blew past, making it particularly cold.

At this time, the others trembled and pointed to the little girl who suddenly appeared in the room,

Wearing a white skirt, long hair and waist, holding a doll in his arms and lowering his head, people can't see his face clearly.

How did she show up?

"Old three... You, behind you."

The man named Lao San suddenly felt cold behind him, like a poisonous snake staring at him.

He turned rigidly, facing a pair of blood pupils, "ah!" screamed and fainted.

Dyed white's mouth aroused a strange smile, suddenly looked up, a pair of blood pupils, cold-blooded demons, and the childish voice sounded, "uncle, let's play a game."

Everyone took a breath. Is she a man or a ghost?

"You, you, who are you?" the man's teeth trembled and said in horror.

However, ranbai ignored it and still said,

"Uncle, let's play games."

"Uncle, let's play games."

A man looked timid, his fingers dyed white, "no, don't play tricks."

Dyed a pair of white blood pupils looked at him,

The next second, the man's blood splashed three feet!

"Uncle, you're not good." ran Bai recalls a naive smile, coupled with a delicate little face, like a little angel.

"What do you want to do?" the other men suddenly softened their legs and fell to the ground.

"Uncle, I want to play games." ran Bai said wrongfully with a complaint. Like an ignorant child.

However, people don't have time to appreciate it. For them, dyeing white is a devil!

"What do you want to play?"

"Uncle, I'll talk about the rules of the game." dye's white eyes are bright, like getting candy.

"There are eight of you. Among them, two are killers, one is a doctor, one is a prophet, and the rest are ordinary people

Whenever it gets dark, two killers can discuss killing one person together,

The doctor has a bottle of poison and an antidote. He can choose to save the person killed by the killer or poison a person, including himself, of course.

And the prophet can detect one person every night as a good person or a bad person.

At dawn, we can discuss together. Vote to execute a person.

When the killer dies, others win, and vice versa.

Here, the dead are really dead. "

The people were pale. Didn't they let each other kill each other?

The corners of dyed white's mouth are curved with a smile. Ah, the test of human nature has come. How will you choose.

Ranbai looks at them with an uncertain look, and finally takes a cruel medicine.

"Uncle, don't try to escape. You can't afford the consequences. Let me give you a demonstration." ran Bai said sweetly with a smile.

Dyed white directly rolled the unconscious man onto a stone plate similar to that on the operating table with dark blood Ling.

People looked at her in surprise, monster!