Incredible Games [Unlimited]

"Hey, beauty." The No.13 woman stretched her body and raised her eyebrows at Meng Fuyou, "Are you two okay?"

Meng Fuyou knew that she was asking about her tickets and Nan Jingcheng's, "We have no problem, but yours." She pointedly raised her chin towards the fifth position, "Can you make the decision?"

Yesterday I was going to say that No. 13 temporarily changed his mind and didn't vote for the Saints. So why is No. [-]? Although he came in with No. [-] and No. [-], he seems to be completely separated from the direction of action of the two of them. Same.

The NO.13 woman brushed her hair and said with a smile, "Hey, it's okay, he won't vote."

Meng Fuyou folded his arms around his chest, and nodded thoughtfully, that's okay, if number five is removed, it's still four to three.

The man in position seven frowned unhappily: "You are in charge and he is in charge. Can you stop playing charades?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" The red-haired girl in the eighth position had a bad feeling. These people had all voted for the Saints yesterday, and she shifted her eyes nervously among several people.

And they were still discussing on their own as if no one else was there.

"Then pick one." NO.13 woman said.

Nan Jingcheng took the lead and said in a low voice: "Exclude No. 11, she is a fierce card and she will not be an evil spirit. Choose between No. [-] and No. [-]."

Meng Fuyou rested her chin on one hand and thought about it. She also felt the same way. During the discussion yesterday, the No. 11 position was too obvious in protecting No.[-]. The evil spirits would not expose themselves like this.

"No. 11 is nominated for No. [-]." The man at No. [-] said while snapping his fingers.

Puppet Deacon: "VIP No. 11 nominates No. 11 VIPs, starting from the right side of No. [-] VIPs, please raise your hand if you agree to vote."

"I'm really convinced by you idiots. Why do you have trouble with the saints??" The man in the seventh position collapsed and covered his face.

The man in position one couldn't help laughing, put his hand on the side of his face and said: "It's really thanks to you two idiots who lack tickets, I'm so happy."

"You four are really not afraid of death." The woman in position four gritted her teeth and looked at the few people who raised their hands to signal their vote.

"No. 11 men got four votes, do you have any other VIPs to nominate?" the puppet deacon asked warmly, because there are still eight people in the field with votes, and there is a possibility of a tie.

The last hope turned out to be the man in the fifth position who has been silent. If the No.11 saint wants to grab the last straw: "I know that No. 13 and No. [-] are your teammates, but their judgment is That's wrong! The third position is obviously the most suspected, she was found to have evil spirits by the astrologer two nights coincidence, she is deliberately setting the rhythm, once I get out, everyone will be finished!"

"Fuck! I really shouldn't let this crazy woman know that we don't have a ticket!" The thief card in the seventh position regretted so much that he shouldn't admit it even if he was spotted just now.

No. [-] astrologer frowned deeply and grabbed the gaze of No. [-]: "The only way for us to save ourselves now is to vote for No. [-] together. At least secure a tie vote first, and then try to convince your partner."

"Really, buddy, it's all on your mind." The No. [-] thief card showed his eyes full of hope.

"Ah, that's it. I'm not going to vote." The man in position five raised his hands unmoved and said, "Just nominate whoever you want to vote for. I have no objections."

"Fuck! Fuck, fuck! Don't you understand? You are, you are the only vote to tie with them!" The man in the seventh position seemed a little irritable.

"Do you have any other VIPs to nominate? If not, No. 11 VIPs will be eliminated." The doll deacon urged.

"No. [-] nominates No. [-]." The woman decided to nominate her knuckles, and she couldn't give No. [-] too much time to think. She had to force her to have a chance of winning.

The puppet deacon repeated the voting words in a gentle voice again, and then began to count the votes from Meng Fuyou's right hand.

Number four raised his hand first, and then all eyes were on the man in number five.

"Vote, at least stabilize the situation first! You can't really let the Saints be eliminated directly!" The red-haired woman in the eighth position couldn't sit still anymore.

No. [-] and No. [-], who had no tickets, raised their hands anxiously, but No. [-] himself remained calm from the beginning to the end, sitting there, maintaining a polite smile.

"VIP No. 11 got three votes." The puppet deacon announced the final result flatly: "VIP No. [-] is out."

The air seemed to be frozen at this moment.

The sunflower in the middle of the conference table twisted again and turned into a huge piranha, swallowing the NO.11 man in one gulp.

After all the dust settled, the puppet manager said with a little apology: "Unfortunately, No. 11 VIP is not a ghost, everyone, please continue to work hard tomorrow."

"Tch, half of it was wrong, damn it." The man at number one felt bored and rolled his eyes.

The NO.13 woman covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

The red-haired woman in the eighth position trembled with her eyes closed and was ready to die, but unexpectedly, she waited for such a result. The saints were voted out and the Lingyin camp was not directly declared defeated. This is the only possibility Sex: "Saints are fake? NO.11 is a bad card?"

The woman couldn't help panting, and cast her incredulous eyes on Meng Fuyou, so she was right.

What a strong heart is that can be so firm in its own judgment under the zero-fault-tolerant mechanism.

"Ha...hahaha, the fierce card, who is he?" The man in the seventh position recovered his voice after a pause for a few seconds, and then cast his malicious eyes on the fourth position, "The two of them teamed up?" , so she is also a fierce card."

The woman in position four looked as cold as frost.

"The task is getting more and more difficult every day." She stopped pretending, widened her eyes, and said with a grinning expression that looked a little distorted: "So what if I know, how many of you will be alive tomorrow?" Tickets, huh?" After speaking, her shoulders shrugged with a smile.

The rail on the seat had already been untied, Meng Fuyou yawned, and instead of wasting time sitting here, got up to press the elevator.

There are fewer and fewer people in the restaurant.

After missing two fierce cards in positions [-] and [-], they shrank directly in the room and did not come down to eat.

"We still have seven people, and there are only two of them. Even if there is one knife tonight, we still have six left." The man in the seventh position rubbed his hands and said his strategy to the remaining six people: "The mission will be more and more Difficult, as long as we ensure that at least three people get the votes, it is enough to win, how about this, today we will be in groups of two, it should be easier for two people to help each other, and each group will give out at least one ticket."

But the rest of the people paid no attention to him, they all lowered their heads, looking for their favorite food.

"Is there anyone listening to me?" The man in the seventh position was a little anxious. He first ran to the red-haired woman in the eighth position and waved his hand. He didn't stare at him, and went around in a good temper.

"Those two fierce cards will definitely mess up the random scene mission today, we have to think of countermeasures!" The man in the seventh position was a little angry, and stood in front of the dining table with his waist in his arms, but no one paid any attention to him.

Meng Fuyou found a remote and quiet small booth, took the peach-flavored ice cream handed over by Nan Jingcheng, stuffed it into his mouth, and completely blocked every word in the seventh seat, "It's delicious, try it taste?"

Nan Jingcheng shook his head: "I don't eat sweets much."

Meng Fuyou felt that this sentence pattern was not the first time he heard it from his mouth, "You are a bit picky."

She held a small scoop of ice cream in her hand, smiled and put her arms around the man's neck, circling it to his mouth, "Try it?"

Meng Fuyou got closer and closer, she simply twisted her body and knelt on the cushion, taking advantage of her rare height, she used her arm to press down on his hand, trying to forcefully stuff a mouthful into his mouth.

Nan Jingcheng let Meng Fuyou push himself into the corner of the booth, he held her wrist, turned a corner, and finally put the ice cream into her own mouth.

Meng Fuyou was afraid that the spoon would melt if he continued to make trouble, so he opened his mouth obediently with his hand.

Then the man pinched her chin, kissed her lips, and deeply tasted the sweet taste in her mouth.

The lips and teeth are intertwined, the milky and fruity aromas are entangled, and they are swallowed into the stomach.

The ice cream was eaten, and Meng Fuyou's lips were also eaten. The corners of her eyes were red, and when her lips parted, her eyes were full of water, and she asked him: "Is it delicious?"

Nan Jingcheng raised his lips and admitted frankly: "It's delicious."

Meng Fuyou made a face at him, straightened up and returned to the seat to sit down, straightened the messed up hair, tied a low ponytail with a rubber band, and asked, "Who do you think will be stabbed tonight?"

"You are the most likely." Nan Jingcheng looked at her and said, "The fierce card has already been blown. There is no need to start from logic. If you want a knife, you will definitely choose someone who can get the votes."

Meng Fuyou: "Why don't you just choose one of the four? Why do I have the highest probability?"

Nan Jingcheng pinched her cheek: "You may not have noticed how often number four looks at you. Obviously, you are the one who makes her feel the most threatening."

At ten o'clock in the morning, the random scene task was refreshed.

The remaining eight people were transported into the reverse fantasy amusement city again.

Today's amusement city did not have the cheerful and lively atmosphere of yesterday. The weather was gloomy and the dark clouds were very low, as if it would rain at any time.

Significant changes have also taken place in the animal NPCs. First of all, the number has dropped a lot, only about one-fifth of what it was yesterday.

Another variation is species.

The small, non-aggressive animal species all disappeared, leaving only the large birds of prey.

The wind seemed to carry the smell of water vapor and humidity, and the leaves were rustling. The man in position [-] stood on the two-story wall of Princess Weina Castle, staring darkly at the big sycamore tree not far away. , the thief card number seven is hiding behind the tree trunk, as if observing the surrounding situation.

Rhythmic footsteps came from behind the walls of the Princess Castle. It sounded like an elegant woman. The woman with a high ponytail in the fourth position slowly walked over, and the two stood side by side.

The man in position six turned his head to look at his companion, and said, "I went to the security guard just now, and there are not many guards left. Except for the guards, all the rest in Dream City are star spiders, and today all They're all birds of prey." A gloating smile appeared on the corners of the man's lips, "One goes up and down, and one of them will be beaten to death by a star spider."

"Those people can't be careless, especially No. [-]. I have been observing her. That woman's golden thread is used too well." The woman in No. No. That man, I secretly saw him when he handed in the task yesterday, he was using the Vientiane traction."

Originally, No. [-] was not very moved when he heard that Meng Fuyou's golden thread was used well. After all, he had never seen it with his own eyes, so he didn't know its depth. , both of them knew it well.

No. [-]: "At least these two people will be able to complete the task if they perform normally. If something happens, they will get three tickets... It's too risky to let it go."

"Then what do you mean?" The man in position six narrowed his eyes.

The woman in position four suddenly smiled idiotically. This smile was a little exaggerated for ordinary humans, and it squeezed out deep laugh lines on her face.

The man in position six understood what she meant.

"Let me do it, you hide first." The woman in position four maintained a deep smile and said, "Anyway, as long as you don't die, we can win."