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Even if she is now the object of competition between the two forces, as long as she does not express her position easily, she will eventually join the command of the strongest one.

In the end, there is always a fight at the end.

In short, it’s good to have red bean paste.

She has always been very good at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

It's not easy to deal with these brainless people.

And this woman in the red dress, even if she claims to be a god, she will die in her hands in the end!

Tang Qiuyi looked at Wang Xiaodie, originally wanting to see her statement.

But he didn't expect that this girl suddenly raised her head and looked at him, her eyes full of hatred!

Tang Qiuyi felt a chill all over her body. She had not felt this kind of feeling for a long time!

Fortunately, Luo Feng had already started urging her to start telling stories, which slightly relaxed the atmosphere at the scene.

Of course, this kind of atmosphere can only be felt by Tang Qiuyi himself.

Wang Xiaodie nodded and said, "Actually, I have seen a scene similar to this a long time ago.

However, that time, I was a bystander.

But sitting here is a stranger who is stranger than you.

In fact, to this day, I don’t understand whether that is everything I have really experienced, or whether it is a dream of mine. "

A smile appeared on her lips and she continued:

"Welcome to Tianping Island!

It has the most beautiful scenery in the world, super comfortable king-bed rooms with sea views and unique private dining...”

"Click", a hand wearing a black leather glove pressed the switch of the radio.

For a moment, the room fell silent.

This is a man wearing a mask. He is wearing a translucent white raincoat. He has no clothes under the raincoat. His thin body is covered with large and small wounds, looming.

In front of him was a round table that could accommodate twenty people for dinner.

At this time, the round table was already full of people.

However, everyone was tied up with strips of cloth in their mouths.

And in the middle of the round table, there was a corpse lying there.

A fresh corpse of a young man.

"Wake up, everyone!" The masked man sneered and slammed his hands on the table, making a loud noise.

At the same time, everyone made a "woo woo" sound as if they were waking up from a big dream.

A few of the men were already struggling.

The masked man sat down on the chair and paid attention to everyone's expressions.

After more than a minute, he finally coughed lightly, his tone full of joking, "Everyone, you can take a rest.

Now, I need you to listen carefully to what I say, otherwise, I don't mind one more dead person! "

As soon as he finished speaking, the room suddenly became quiet.

He pointed at the corpse as if satisfied.

"Tell me how I died!"

The whole place was in an uproar, and everyone looked at each other, as if they didn't understand what he said.

Seeing that no one wanted to answer him, the masked man suddenly shouted angrily. Several timid women shrank in fright, and one of them, a five or six-year-old girl, was so frightened that she started crying.

The masked man seemed a little surprised when he saw her crying. He walked up to the little girl and untied the rope from the little girl under the horrified eyes of everyone.

"Don't cry, come on, eat some candy!"

He took out a piece of White Rabbit candy from his trouser pocket. The piece of candy had been there for who knows how long, and the wrapping paper was full of mottled marks.

He put the candy into the little girl's hand, and then walked over to a middle-aged man.

The man was wearing gray casual clothes and had been extremely calm since he woke up.

"You are a police officer, right? I found this on you." The masked man put a pair of handcuffs and an ID on the table, "Officer Tang Zhan, you know, I can't trust them.

Your profession is quite special, so you can help me. "

As he spoke, he handcuffed the man's hands together and untied all the strips of cloth on Officer Tang Zhan's body.

Tang Zhan asked coldly, "What exactly do you want to do?"

The masked man turned around and handed a slightly damp notebook and a ballpoint pen to him, "Sit here and record."

He walked back to his seat, sat down, and pointed at the body on the table, "I am dead, and the murderer is among you.

Hand over the murderer and I can let you go!

You don't have much time, because every hour, I will send one of you to the West. "

Tang Qiuyi was stunned for a moment. She looked at Wang Xiaodie in surprise, wondering how the routine of the story she told was so similar to what she had experienced?

It's as if she has found out her true identity, but is just using this method to understand herself.

At the same time, the barrage also exploded.

[There is something about this little girl]

[Why do I think she got the script]

【Amazing! Is she, like the anchor, a real player? 】

These words made Tang Qiuyi break into a cold sweat.

She couldn't help but secretly observe Wang Xiaodie, but it didn't seem right to say that she was a real anchor.

Because if she is really the anchor, she has been tied here for the third day. She eats but does not have to go to the toilet. This is a bit unreasonable.

In short, nothing is absolute now. It really can't be done. The rules are in your own hands. It's easy to get rid of her.

When Wang Xiaodie was telling the story, she basically lowered her head the whole time and didn't want to make eye contact with anyone.

Tang Qiuyi saw that the expressions of Fang Xiaohe and Luo Feng were unfathomable, as if they had penetrated Wang Xiaodie's psychology.

Tang Qiuyi also understood this.

Basically, many people subconsciously avoid eye contact with the people around them when they lie.

So, she lowered her head, obviously for that reason.

However, if she were someone else, this statement would seem to make sense.

But, where is this place, and what kind of person is she, Wang Xiaodie!

Tang Qiuyi could completely interpret this performance as a means of playing hard to get.

This is like a trick often used by antique dealers in the past, called chain buckles.

It's this thing. It was originally real, but it made a layer of fake outside the real, but also left a flaw in the fake, so that you can see the real inside.

Therefore, only the seller himself knows whether this thing is true or false.

Tang Qiuyi smiled slightly, thinking that he had gained a lot from coming out to watch the fun this time.

No wonder these people can be kept until the end, it turns out that they are all talented people!