The punk-headed young man screamed, and all the nine rooms in a row were heard by the players who were still alive.

The loud voice was so deafening.

Ye Xingxun did not step forward, but after leaving his room, he leaned his back gently against the door panel, and did not close the door. He just held his hands behind his back and waited for the show.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang!"

The punk-head youth mission knocks on the door.

The door of the room where Zhang Zhimin and Gao Junwei lived was not opened, but it attracted all the players who were still alive in the other rooms.

Yesterday, the castle outside the room had become a hell on earth. All the people who left the room and went inside the castle were already separated in chaos and separated from each other.

Even Ye Xingxun didn't know how many people left the room last night, and how many people died after leaving the room under the pursuit of the dragon.

Perhaps all the people who left the room, except for the three of them, were dead.

Of course, this will be answered soon.

Ye Xingxun suddenly looked somewhat expectant and squinted his eyes.

"What's wrong? What's the matter with me? What's going on in the morning?"

Most of the old players didn't listen to Zhang Zhimin and hid in their rooms.

The gangster number one is the most independent among this group of old players. He put his hands in his pants pockets and came here with his legs shaking.

The person who made a sound was the gangster No. 3, who had a beard and looked like a human being, walked behind the gangster No. 1.

The gangster number two is also next to you.

"Die, die, many people are dead, everyone is dead!" The young punk-headed man pointed at Zhang Zhimin's room, with a burst of despair and wailing on his face.

"It was him who killed us, it was him who killed us! There were no evil dragons outside the castle at night. We encountered many evil dragons! They almost died... My friend... He couldn't come back alive...

"It's all his fault! He killed us!"

The punk-headed young man shouted loudly, his expression very exaggerated.

His shouting, among the three players who entered the game, except for the dead beer belly uncle and the delivery guy.

The other person is as burly as steel plate, about 1.95 meters tall, not very talkative, nor thin, not liked by girls, and was so strong that he could kill a person with one punch and walked towards him.

The tall uncle was always silent. Ye Xingxun had never seen him say much since he entered the game.

At this moment, the tall uncle came over and looked at the punk-headed young man.

When the punk-headed young man was seen by the other party, his expression was stunned for a moment.

But I quickly realized it.

"You..." Before the punk-headed young man could speak, the tall uncle took over the conversation: "Isn't that normal?"

The tall uncle looked at Zhang Zhimin's room, then at the punk-headed young man, and said fearlessly: "Isn't that normal for you newcomers to be used by the elderly?"

Zhang Zhimin was speechless for a moment and was speechless in an instant.

He looked around a few times, and except for a few old players, most of the new players were dead.

The three female students, the two students who were in love, did not come out of the room, and there was no movement in the room of the family of three.

I think it was nothing more than something unexpected happened last night.

If this is true, then...

Among all the new players who entered the game, he is the only one who spent the second night among the new players.

It wasn't really killed by ghosts or game NPCs, but by an old player who should be his own...

Fortunately, everyone still believes in him so much.

Before he died, everyone thanked him and called Brother Wen, thinking that he was a good person...

The punk-headed young man thought, and tears rolled down like a wave of heat.

If the punk-headed young man can survive this game, the lessons learned last night will become his eternal memory.

Ye Xingxun watched from the side, feeling that Yuye also walked out of the room and came to her side, but she did nothing or anything.

Until the tall uncle spoke again: "Let's go, let's go and count the number of people."

As he said that, the tall uncle's calm face rarely showed a trace of solemnity: "Today is the third day."

He reminded everyone.

Today is the third day, and tonight is what Butler Li said, Prince Mirod's Choice of Concubine Ball.

This is just an obvious statement.

But everyone understood that the night of Prince Mirod's choice of concubine dance would definitely happen more terrible than last night.

About last night...

Although most of the new players who knew what happened last night had encountered unexpected problems.

But since Ye Xingxun and Yuye would leave the room to explore the castle at night even though they knew that Zhang Zhimin's words were unreliable and that something would definitely happen at night.

Then it means that other old players must also be prepared to do the same thing as Ye Xingxun and the others.

After all, nights are indeed dangerous, but for old players who have experienced so many games, everyone understands that the more dangerous the night, the more critical clues you can get.

The closer they get...the way to escape successfully.

Needless to say, the old players have already understood that if new players go out to die, they will not have a dragon coming in the room, and the huge torture will happen every night.

"Swish swish swish swish." Several old players immediately acted, and without even thinking about it, they walked towards the house where several new players with unknown whereabouts lived.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Kick open the door of the new player who was not moving.

Sure enough, no new players were found.

I think few new players who left the room last night must have survived.

Ye Xingxun just walked forward with Yuye.

I heard the young punk head man say, "No, that family of three didn't leave the room last night. Why didn't they be in the room... This is not right..."

Yesterday, the family of three wanted to leave the room at night, but Zhang Zhimin made excuses for the reason that there were enough people. The child's father even knelt down to Zhang Zhimin and begged, but Zhang Zhimin refused.

In the end, he even asked Zhang Zhimin to let the child leave the room, but Zhang Zhimin didn't respond.

This is probably Zhang Zhiwen's last conscience...

But unfortunately, people are unpredictable. At night, the child's father took the child with him and the child's mother left the room...

Ye Xingxun is a killer. He has never seen anything he does in their business. He has seen many kinds of things.

At this moment, I had a clear understanding of this matter, but I had another view.

"Let's go downstairs and take a look." The tall uncle stood in front of him, looking at the luxurious palace in the distance, looking at the corner of the spiral staircase in the distance, and heading forward first.

"Let's go and see what happened last night first."
Chapter completed!