The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

"This, what kind of joke is this, it's unacceptable."

The duck-tongued man standing beside the red-haired man stepped back again and again.

"This guy is really humorous, didn't he just get grumpy, why is he pretending now."

Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, they heard the short-haired **** the other side reach out to the red-haired man's neck, her expression changed drastically, "He's out of breath."

The place where the knife stabbed the red-haired man's back was oozing blood.

He widened his eyes, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Ah—!" The girl who screamed before screamed again.

"Mama Mia, people are so scared, why is this dead? Isn't it a game?" The girl was small in stature, with a baby face that was particularly pleasing, but her words were a bit contrived.

"No, it's not me... What are your expressions?" The duck-tongued man moved further away and waved his hands quickly, "I didn't do anything!"

The others were next to each other, away from him.

At this time, the broadcast sounded.

[Player No. 15 has been killed by a werewolf, please make the first round of speeches. 】

"He was killed by a werewolf? Isn't it a game? Why did he really kill someone! I want to go out!" The man with earrings didn't have time to continue arguing with the woman with glasses. He went to the side and knocked on those iron doors, "Open it! Open it now! !"

"It's over, it's over, good people will be killed by werewolves, will I be killed too?" Chen Lulu grabbed her hand, her breathing became disordered.

"Don't let me speak, just follow the rules of werewolf killing." The tattooed man was nibbling on the apple, but he was very comfortable with the situation in front of him.

Listening to their gossip, Ling Qingxuan quietly analyzed.

As far as we know, No. 9 Chen Lulu has double ponytails, No. 11 wretched man is beside the short-haired woman, and No. 15 red-haired man was killed by a werewolf.

No. 8 is a female, but the girls present are basically the same age, so it is difficult to distinguish.

One person was killed, and although they wanted to speak, no one dared to reveal their number.

"Then let me start speaking first, otherwise this broadcast will not let us leave here." The tattooed man said: "I am a civilian and have no identity."

"It's all dead, do you still have the mind to play games? Maybe the next one is you, me, and him?" said the man with a beard on his face rudely.

"How can you escape without continuing the game?" The tattooed man replied, "Or, do you have another way now?"

The bearded man had no choice, and the others had to avoid some red-haired men's corpses a little and sat back to their original positions.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Lulu raised her hand tremblingly and said, "I am also a civilian."

Driven by the two of them, the others began to speak, and after a circle, five people already said they were civilians.

"I'm also a commoner, such a statement is meaningless, whoever will reveal his true identity, we'll just wait to be killed by the werewolf." The man with earrings snorted coldly, pointing at the woman with glasses, "By the way, she is a 1 player."

The woman with glasses gritted her teeth and said, "You are player No. 2. If I were a werewolf, I would definitely kill you scumbag, but unfortunately I am not."

The numbers of the two people came out, but their identities could not be confirmed for the time being.

The girl sitting next to the man with the earring of player No. 2 was wearing a hairband and looked pure. She raised her hand and said, "I am not a civilian. If someone wants to kill me, you must protect me. I am a prophet, No. 7. Good guy."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone looked at her in different ways.

"Number 7, are you talking about me?"

Not far away, the man lying on the table had a tired voice. He slowly raised his eyes, revealing a pair of beautiful and shrewd eyes.

The man's handsome face quickly attracted the attention of the girls.

Ling Qingxuan glanced at him, unfortunately, so far, 15 people are there, zz has not given the villain hint, it is very likely that the villain is not in their game.

"It turns out you're number 7, uh... It's a pity, why didn't I bind you and me together." The baby-faced girl beat her chest and murmured softly, but someone still heard it.

"Are you the **** of love? Who did you tie No. 7 to?" the short-haired girl asked with a frown.

The baby girl snorted, "I've already spoken, you are not allowed to ask people questions."

Right now, the good people are more exposed, but the werewolf is not exposed.

When it was Qing Qingxuan's turn, she pointed at player number 11 and said, "Number 11, werewolf."

The man No. 11 never took his eyes off the woman, and several girls hated his gaze.

After hearing what Ling Qingxuan said, the girls all nodded, "I also think he looks like a werewolf."

"Anyway, he's not a good person. He stole me just now."

Player No. 11 rolled up his sleeves and ran towards Ling Qingxuan, "What nonsense are you talking about, idiot, I'll make you suffer... oops!"

On the way to Aya Qingxuan, he tripped over player No. 7's long legs.

The man even stretched his waist so pleasingly, wanton and natural, "Ah, I'm sorry, the legs are too long."

Player No. 11 knocked his teeth and said, "You, you wait for me!"

"I'm not here." Player No. 7 raised his eyebrows and said defiantly.

No. 11 seemed to be afraid of something, and returned to his position cursing.

Ling Qingxuan looked back, but saw player No. 7 smiling at him, those peach blossom eyes glowing like spring water.

[Host, is he the villain? ] Can't detect the information, zz is also in a hurry, and it can't help in this plane.

why him?

zz: [Because he is the most handsome. 】

shallow.

[...] Doesn't it have some confidence in the villain's appearance? Could it be that the villain this time is the tattooed man? Earring man? Oops, it doesn't look like much.

Aya Qingxuan turned a blind eye to Player No. 7's 'wink', but it was the other girls, who was the only one in his eyes at the moment.

After one round of speeches, paper and pens were raised in front of everyone's desk.

[Players are asked to write down the numbers and vote. 】

"This... we don't know the number, how to write it?" said the hairband girl who blew her identity as a prophet.

"That's what makes it difficult. Anyway, I wrote No. 2." After the woman with glasses No. 1 wrote it, she threw it into the box.

The man with earring No. 2 forcefully wrote down the number 1 and threw it into the box.

Ling Qingxuan wrote down 11, and a shadow fell next to her. She turned her eyes to the side, which happened to meet player No. 7.

The man's face was close and flawless, he chuckled softly and whispered, "Do you want me to follow the vote?"

The man's voice is lowered, like a cello with a long history, even listening to it is enjoyable.

Ling Qingxuan frowned slightly, when did this person change positions with others.

"whatever."

"Okay."

The rest had no choice but to write down the numbers they knew so far because they didn't know other people's numbers.

The pen and paper were thrown back into the box on the table, and after a while, the announcement sounded.

[Voting ends, player No. 11 gets the most votes. 】

'Crack--'

All lights are dimmed.

Player No. 11 shouted, "Why me, you tm have a brain... ah-!"

With screaming, the lights turned on again.

The bodies of players 11 and 15 disappeared from the public.