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The timeline went back to 10 minutes ago, on the first floor, Jiang Muqiu was holding a tennis ball in his hand, his eyes were silent, he was staring at the figure at the corner, his nerves were tense.

The light in the corridor is not very bright, it can even be called dim. The shadows in Jiang Muqiu's eyes slowly stretched at the end of the corridor, and finally showed the whole picture.

Ziyou, Jiang Muqiu confirmed the identity of the only person on the first floor, and frowned involuntarily. To be honest, among the seven people, the most difficult person must be this guy.

Naturally, Ziyou also saw Jiang Muqiu standing in the corridor, and immediately walked towards Jiang Muqiu quickly, with a smile on his mouth as always, but when paired with the blood-stained knife in his hand, the smile became creepy.

Jiang Muqiu's gaze was so deep that he couldn't see any thoughts, only nothingness.That blood couldn't be Luo Bofeng's, so there are only other people left, who could it be?

"Hi, master, we meet again." Ziyou said in a cynical tone, but his eyes were full of scrutiny, "To be honest, master, even though I said before that we are very similar, I still seem to underestimate you That's it, young master."

Jiang Muqiu didn't speak, but just stared at Ziyou.

Ziyou spread his hands and said, "Don't be nervous, young master, I'm not here to kill you, haven't you already said that? I'm the guardian of the game." After finishing speaking, he glanced at the knife in his hand again, suddenly realizing , Throwing the knife on the ground directly, and then continued, "Oh, is it because of this? It is used to punish people who do not follow the rules. Obviously, you are not included, young master."

"People who don't follow the rules?" Jiang Muqiu frowned slightly and repeated, then murmured, "Lan Ruo?"

"That's right, young master." Although Jiang Muqiu's voice was already very low, Ziyou still heard Jiang Muqiu's words and said affirmatively, "He didn't act on the stipulated time. Speaking of which, young master, you are helping me I owe the young master a favor for solving a guy who violated the rules, so I will give you a favor, young master. What do you want to know? If I know, I can tell you."

"What are your game rules?" Jiang Muqiu asked without hesitation.

Ziyou was a little surprised: "I thought you would ask questions like where is a certain person."

"It means that our brain circuits are different." Jiang Muqiu mocked coldly.

Ziyou raised his eyebrows, but he didn't show any displeasure because of it, but hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "Young master, you seem to be different from the daytime

Jiang Muqiu glanced at Ziyou, but didn't speak.

Ziyou said helplessly, "Well, it seems that you don't want to believe me, young master, but this is also normal. I shouldn't tell you the rules of the game that originally existed between the apostles of the painting, but because you Actions to punish violators have been implemented. Telling you is not a violation."

Jiang Muqiu put on a posture of listening attentively, and didn't intend to interrupt Ziyou's words.

Ziyou glanced at Jiang Muqiu, and then said: "The rules of action of the apostle of painting, first, act when the hunting time begins; second, not to compete with other apostles of painting for prey; Fourth, the loser will degenerate into paint and become a part of the painting; fifth, the guardian of the game must not interfere with the apostolic actions of the painting; sixth, those who violate the rules will be obliterated; seventh, the painting will be produced if the hunt is successful , replacing the painted apostle with prey."

"Aren't the second and third contradictory?" Jiang Muqiu frowned and asked.

Ziyou shook his head with a smile. There was a smile on his mouth, but he looked extraordinarily cold, "Master, when the prey is not in hand, it's not called a fight. At that time, the strong are respected."

Jiang Muqiu narrowed his eyes, hiding the thoughts in his eyes, and seemed to be a little fussy.

"Master, then I won't bother you anymore." Ziyou bowed to Jiang Muqiu, then turned and left.But halfway through the road, he turned around and said, "Master, I look forward to seeing you next time."

Jiang Muqiu glanced at him, but didn't speak.Ziyou didn't care, and left on his own.

"How many are left?" Jiang Muqiu directly connected to the communication and asked straight to the point.

Luo Bofeng didn't talk nonsense, and replied, "Three."

"Okay, I'll go up the stairs later, you first gather those three people together as much as possible." Jiang Muqiu said.

Luo Bofeng frowned slightly, "The reason."

"There is a competitive relationship between them, that is to say, if prey is found at the same time, a winner must be determined first." Jiang Muqiu explained.

Luo Bofeng originally wanted to ask Jiang Muqiu how the situation was, but after thinking about it, he still didn't open his mouth and just said. "Okay, be careful."

Jiang Muqiu chuckled, "You should be careful."

Luo Bofeng pursed his lips slightly and remained silent.

On the second floor, Luo Bofeng walked down the stairs after finishing the communication, stepped over Lu Yi's body, and walked directly into the corridor.

At the same time, Chi Feng, Huang Xi, and Qing Cheng each finished searching a room.

It seems that Luo Bofeng wants to use his body as a guide.

"Wait a minute, this is not the prey." Chi Feng said, in case the three of them started fighting, "However, as the lackey of the prey, he might know the location of the prey."

"Then, let's go together." Qingcheng said with a cold face, "Subdise him first, and share information."

Huang Xi's gaze circled between Chi Feng and Qing Cheng, and nodded without any objection.

Luo Bofeng laughed lightly, "If a person is alive, can he still disappear?" After saying that, he took off his coat, and when he moved his hands, it was really in the way.

Without any explanation, Luo Bofeng rushed directly towards the three of them, his expression condensed.

When Jiang Muqiu walked up to the second floor, what he saw was that Luo Bofeng was fighting against three. Although it seemed that they were evenly matched, in terms of the number of people, no matter how you looked at it, Luo Bofeng was stronger.

"Okay, come back." Jiang Muqiu raised his hand to his forehead, with a helpless expression on his face, this guy, let him find a way to gather people together, is this method so simple and rude?

Luo Bofeng took the time to glance at Jiang Muqiu, stretched out his hand and grabbed a random person, threw it to the other two, and escaped successfully.

The corner of Jiang Muqiu's mouth twitched, yes, this is very Luo Bofeng.

"It's easy, huh?" Jiang Muqiu glanced sideways at Luo Bofeng, his eyes dangerous.

Luo Bofeng smiled helplessly, these people's physical fitness is not bad, but for him, things like close combat are as deep as bone marrow, and this person is really not good enough.Even if you can't kill it, it's still okay to pin it down.

Seeing that Luo Bofeng didn't speak, Jiang Muqiu didn't struggle anymore, and turned his head to look at the remaining three.

Chi Feng, Huang Xi, and Qing Cheng's faces were all ugly. Now, they were in a dilemma. It would be difficult for them to give up, but if they didn't give up, it would mean that they had to compete with the other two.No one wants mission failure to become part of that picture.At a time like this, who would give up on others?

"No, let's take care of the prey first. Even if the one next to him is not considered a prey, it can at least be considered a credit. Killing him will give him another chance." Qingcheng said with a sullen face.

"One person gets the prey, one person has an extra chance, what about the other person?" Huang Xi looked at Qingcheng coldly, apparently feeling that this matter was inappropriate.

Jiang Muqiu glanced at Huang Xi, raised his eyebrows, very well, this is the weakest of the three.

"That's not what I meant." Huang Xi said hastily.

Qingcheng answered coldly: "Then what do you mean?"

"That's enough, how long have you two been arguing, don't you feel that something is wrong if he didn't run away?" Chi Feng's forehead was full of veins, he was really two idiots.

Both of them were silent, yes, if the prey didn't run away even when it knew it was in danger, it must be relying on something, then, what could that relying be?

Jiang Muqiu hooked the corners of his mouth, isn't he stupid.Thinking of this, Jiang Muqiu walked towards the three of them.

Luo Bofeng quickly grabbed Jiang Muqiu and gave him a questioning look.

Jiang Muqiu smiled and shook his head, looking very confident. "rest assured."

Luo Bofeng frowned. To be honest, the strength of those three people was not bad. Jiang Muqiu had no systematic training before, so it was too dangerous.But staring at Jiang Muqiu for two seconds, Luo Bofeng let go of his hand.

Jiang Muqiu punched Chifeng and Huang Xi directly, and kicked Qingcheng along the way.

"Ah, isn't this an illegal trio?" Ziyou's voice sounded behind Jiang Muqiu, "Are you ready to be punished?"

The three of them looked angry, it was obvious that this guy touched porcelain! "Are you blind?"

Ziyou didn't care about that, and rushed into the three of them with the bloody knife in his hand. "I'm sorry, I only saw that the three of you shot at the prey, and snatching the prey is not allowed."

Jiang Muqiu retreated, and directly dragged Luo Bofeng downstairs.

After a long while, Jiang Muqiu listened to the voice upstairs, but he didn't hear anything, and then asked again: "How long will they fight?"

"Who knows." Luo Bofeng said quietly, obviously in a bad mood.

Jiang Muqiu glanced sideways at Luo Bofeng, raised his elbow and lightly touched Luo Bofeng's waist, and said, "Hey, are you angry?"

"What kind of anger am I?" Luo Bofeng asked lightly.

Jiang Muqiu looked Luo Bofeng up and down, raised his eyebrows, "I'm not angry, that's fine, then I would like to trouble my deacon to stand over."

Luo Bofeng hesitated for a moment, and took a step towards Jiang Muqiu.

Jiang Muqiu stretched out his hand and pressed hard on Luo Bofeng's shoulder.

Luo Bofeng frowned in pain.

"Is it wrong?" Jiang Muqiu raised his eyes and glanced at Luo Bofeng, and he was really injured.

Luo Bofeng pursed his lips and remained silent.