Incredible Games [Unlimited]

The open-air water bar on the east side of the third floor.

Meng Fuyou sat on the high bar chair, twisted a knot out of the straw, stirred the lemon black tea in the cup, and said lazily: "Speak, I hope you are not wasting my time."

"Since you are willing to come out to chat, I think you are still interested in me. You are a smart person, so I won't go around in circles." The man sat beside her, his long legs stepping on the ground very easily, "Have you heard of SD?" Guild?"

It was a familiar name, and Meng Fuyou raised her eyes to look at him expressionlessly, waiting for his next words.

The man went on to say: "This is a very old guild. The reputation has not been too prosperous these years. The newcomers may not know much, but most of the old people in the corridor have heard of it. If you want to inquire, it should be It's not difficult."

Meng Fuyou took a sip of her drink, and asked directly what she cared about the most: "Shouldn't all fierce card guilds be used to forming teams to take fierce cards? The playing methods of fierce cards and spirit hidden cards are completely different. Analytical power, a bias towards strategic layout, if you are someone who is used to holding fierce cards, and is used to the god’s perspective of clearly distinguishing the enemy from us, then suddenly taking a spirit hidden card will definitely make you feel uncomfortable. Why would you do this on the seventh floor? Sassy operation?"

For Meng Fuyou's straightforward question, the man just smiled and said: "You are very sharp, come to me, I will tell you the answer when we meet in the rest area outside, Ershee Cafe in London... ..."

"Thank you for the invitation, I'm not interested." Meng Fuyou sneered, quickly interrupted his words, jumped off the high bar chair without listening to a word, turned around and left.

"Wait!" The man didn't expect her to leave as soon as she said, and chased for several steps. He stopped her by relying on his long legs, and tried to calm her down with his hands, "I know a senior who is very qualified. One thing he taught me, it involves the particularity of the eighth floor, I also know some very secret cores, which can greatly improve the survival rate on the eighth floor, but now I can only tell you so much, this is my The greatest sincerity that can be shown, I hope you will think carefully about it."

Meng Fuyou glanced at him, knowing that it was almost done, no amount of tricks could be tricked out, so she said indifferently: "Let's talk about it, let me think about it."

At night, everything is silent.

Meng Fuyou lay on the bed without any sleepiness.

With her eyes open, she was in a daze, gathering and reorganizing all the news about the eighth floor she had obtained before, and then sat up from the bed, inexplicably evoking a faint smile.

So, this is the so-called big secret of the eighth floor.

It turned out that this mode started from the eighth floor. Meng Fuyou moved her neck with her eyes closed, making a slight noise, and a certain restless factor buried deep in her blood seemed to be ready to move.

At twelve o'clock, everyone in the castle fell into a coma.

Early the next morning, the puppet deacon brought everyone to the glass meeting room on time, except for the astrologer at number two who did not come.

The doll deacon said regretfully: "The VIP in position two was cursed by the evil spirit last night and fell into a coma. I'm afraid he won't wake up until you find out the real evil spirit. He asked me to tell you something before he passed out. , he said: There are evil spirits in numbers one and five."

The expression of the man in the fourth position became more subtle, he rubbed his fingers on the stubble that just appeared on his chin, looked at Nan Jingcheng next to him meaningfully and said: "Old rules, the information card comes first Bar."

Nan Jingcheng said indifferently: "Yesterday, it was checked that the four and seven on the left and right have no evil cards."

Meng Fuyou went on to say: "Wizard No. [-], yesterday's No. [-] Saintess is a scapegoat card."

"Yesterday, my mouth was dry and I asked him to use the eighth to check the first." The knight card in the ninth position threw the pen on the table and said angrily: "I don't stand for the identity of empathy." It’s very stable, why use it to test others.”

The aphasic person at position ten retorted: "No, I don't think there is anything wrong with the identity of empathy, and the information provided is all accurate. Yesterday it was said that four or six out of one evil, today the wizard also confirmed that the saint is fake, and the number eight hit the saint. The fact that the woman is not dead is also a testimony that the information given by empathy is correct."

The third gardener card echoed: "My information is that a pair of fierce cards are connected, and the number one is connected to the aphasia is also eligible. Tsk, the logic of not having a poisonous snake is a good idea."

The thief card in position [-] frowned tightly. Even though he was pushed into the focus position, he didn't get too emotional. He kept his voice and said, "That's why you suspect me? No problem. I recognize the identity of the gun. verify."

"Well, I think it's okay." The aphasic person in the tenth position nodded, thinking: "The gun is secured by the information of the sympathizer, and the identity should not be a problem."

Meng Fuyou glanced at the expression of the man in position four, and it really wasn't too good. Too many people stepped on position one, and it seemed that number one was isolated and had no teammates. He should have sensed something was wrong.

Even if a fierce card was poured out yesterday, there should be another fierce card left on the field. Now that the evil spirit is going to be shot, he can't sit still and not help at all. At this time, the situation will be a little delicate , Whoever makes a sound is suspicious, but if no one makes a sound at all, it will expose doubts.

The man in position four was spinning a pen in his hand, as if he was thinking about something, and didn't respond immediately.

It wasn't until other people on the field turned their gazes to him, waiting for him to shoot, that the man slowly sat up straight, made a gun gesture with both fingers, pointed at the woman in the first position, and then abruptly Turning to Nan Jingcheng on the left, "Position [-] shoots at position [-]."

A muffled gunshot echoed in the glass room. The knight in position [-] jumped first, stood up abruptly and was pushed back by the horizontal bar, "Why are you driving number [-]? Are you sick? What, foreigner?" People can’t understand Chinese?? If you don’t understand, you should have said it earlier!”

The puppet deacon said softly: "Nothing happened, please continue the discussion."

This result was not unexpected, Nan Jingcheng, Lu Mingyan and Meng Fuyou were all prepared in their hearts.

The man in position [-] looked at Meng Fuyou's expression immediately after shooting, but he didn't notice anything unusual, he didn't panic at all, his cold eyes seemed to be looking at a fool.

Guessing wrong, the man's brows and eyes moved slightly, his aura weakened, and he leaned back in the seat.

If No. [-]'s empathy is false, then the wizard must be his teammate. After all, because there is no poisonous snake, the wizard issued a fierce card to No. [-], which is to help empathize with his identity.

The woman in position one opened her eyes in disbelief, and said angrily: "Why do you shoot casually? Don't you know that you are an important role in identifying yourself??"

His shot didn't produce any results, so he directly killed No. [-]'s lifeline.

The Holy Lance in position [-] spread his hands disapprovingly to position [-] and said, "It's the same, as for the elimination method, the evil spirit is not him, then it's you."

Although the Holy Lance was capricious, the result was the same. The knight in position [-] gave position [-] a bad look, and raised his hand to signal to the puppet deacon, "No. [-] nominates position [-]."

The puppet deacon said softly: "VIP No. [-] nominates VIP No. [-], starting from the right side of VIP No. [-]. If you agree to vote, please raise your hand."

The voting went around, and number one was out with five votes.

The woman in position one seldom loses her composure in her life. Facing death at this time, when she was sent to the outside of the glass room by the seat and saw the scarlet shekou, she screamed uncontrollably, and the crying sounded instantly. He was stuffed into the belly of the snake.

The puppet manager said regretfully: "The snake is not dead. Distinguished guests did not find the real evil spirit today. Please continue to work hard tomorrow."

The bar in front of the seat was released with a click, but everyone had no intention of leaving.

The knight card in position nine murmured to himself: "It's all down for the dead ghost. It can't be the big ghost who took the gun on the fifth... It seems like I can't figure it out."

"Don't run away." Lu Mingyan knocked on the table and reminded: "Since I'm a drunkard, if I didn't have the astrologer's last words to do this, today's focus would be on the aphasia, and there is only one hidden card." ah."

Card No. [-] Gardener nodded and said in agreement: "Yes, we can see the status of No. [-] identified by the wizard tonight. She is also suspected of being connected to the aphasia, and it may be a little evil card that is not a ghost." He glanced around the rest of the people, and confirmed: "It's this time, there should be no doctor still holding back?"

There was silence in the field, and no one responded to him.

Meng Fuyou got up first and pressed the elevator.

In the bell tower on the top floor, the autumn wind passes through the hall.

Sitting on the stairs, Meng Fuyou pulled off a few branches and leaves that protruded from the railing, and kneaded them with one hand.

Lu Mingyan: "Meng Meng will be down tonight, but no matter how offside Brother Cheng's empathy is, it will only go to me. It's useless. We still have to rely on the wizard's last words to set the rhythm."

"En." Nan Jingcheng said lightly, "Even if the aphasia ticket is taken away tomorrow, the game is still not over, so today's No. [-] must be declared a good person."

There has been no doctor's second jump for a long time, so the configuration of this game must be that there is only one hidden card. The drunkard is sentenced to Lu Mingyan, so the aphasia must be a fierce card. After he is out, the game continues, so add the first Tian was regarded as number six for the dead ghost, and the evil cards were dealt out, leaving only the last big ghost on the field.

"That's right." Lu Mingyan nodded in agreement, rubbed his chin and continued to ponder: "Tsk, but it will be very difficult the day after tomorrow. It will be a gun knife tomorrow night, and empathy will not be offside until the next day...Meng Meng What do you think?"

Meng Fuyou was sitting on the upwind stairs, with her legs crossed one after the other, her attire was already cool, coupled with her absent-minded and indifferent attitude to other things, her sense of world-weariness instantly became full. It was only when Lu Mingyan clicked on the name that he seemed to have just recovered, "Huh?"

She was obviously not listening just now, Nan Jingcheng answered for her: "It depends on the situation discussed tomorrow, or when I enter the scene mission tomorrow, I will trip No. [-], and there will be no day after tomorrow."

When the man was talking, his eyes kept falling on Meng Fuyou. Her mind was too distracted, and she was obviously not in a good state.

Lu Mingyan felt that although Nan Jingcheng was talking to him, but he didn't even catch a glimpse of him from the corner of his eyes, so he pursed his lips and replied, "Okay, that's fine."

Meng Fuyou was not in a very high mood. When she realized it, Nan Jingcheng had already squatted in front of her. The man was tall, but he was on the stairs below, but he looked up at Meng Fuyou slightly. He didn't have much expression, he only spoke softly A word of comfort: "Don't be nervous, I'm sure."

"Huh?" Meng Fuyou understood, he thought she was worried about the draw, "No, I was thinking about other things."

The man didn't speak any more, just looked at her quietly for a few seconds.

The two of them spoke in a low voice just now, and Lu Mingyan really didn't hear a word across the half of the stairs. He could only see the two people's ambiguous postures and staring at each other for such a long time. They couldn't help but raise their hands: "No Sorry to interrupt..."

Nan Jingcheng and Meng Fuyou looked at him at the same time, Lu Mingyan's words were choked back again, and he couldn't help picking his fingers, are you two together now or not?Can you let me know the number...

Meng Fuyou didn't care about Lu Mingyan's uncontrollable expression, and reminded Nan Jingcheng: "There is something wrong with that No. [-] gun, so pay attention to him."

The man nodded: "Well, good."