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Chapter Five Hundred and Five Special Programs

"Huh?"

Just after Zero Point appeared, the waiter who had just stopped No. 2 suddenly froze and walked over as if he had seen something incredible.

"Who is guarding the door today? Why did someone sneak in?"

He looked at No. 2 up and down twice and couldn't help but frown.

"It disturbs the guests' fun."

After saying that, the waiter took off his gloves directly, stretched out a pair of hands with many magic circles engraved on them, and reached towards No. 2.

This doesn't look like a good thing.

Of course No. 2 would not sit still and wait for death. He stretched out his hand and the vines waved out again, trying to stop the waiter's movements.

Unfortunately, just like when he faced Su Mu, he once again felt unshakable despair.

The magic circle in the waiter's hand glowed slightly, and without any other movement, he easily suppressed No. 2's counterattack.

"A useless struggle."

Throwing the vine aside, the waiter tipped the No. 2 buckle on the table with one hand and said disdainfully.

"In order to compensate for the discomfort caused to you, we will prepare a special program. We hope the guests will like it."

Then he turned around and asked the waiter behind him: "Go and call the chef."

"Save me! Save me!"

"Don't forget the cake, there's still cake! Without me, one of the five of you will definitely suffer!"

"Save me!"

No. 2 began to struggle violently.

However, compared with the waiter, his strength is like a mantis trying to use his arms as a chariot.

Although the waiter only used one hand, it felt like a huge mountain from which he could not break free.

No. 2 tried to use other abilities or props, but no matter what they were, they seemed extremely weak in front of the waiter.

"Noisy."

After seeing enough of the little bug's performance, the magic circle in the waiter's hand glowed again, directly sealing No. 2's mouth.

This can't even be called a battle at all, it's just a showdown with a huge difference in strength.

Having made this judgment in his mind, Su Mu glanced at Yang Ling beside him. After noticing that his expression was also slightly solemn, he knew that this person did not know the specific situation after the health value returned to zero.

From this point of view, the afternoon tea play is indeed just like its perverted theme, full of malice. When the health value returns to zero, the effect is not a fatal blow, but... an execution from the devil.

Sumu's eyes shifted to the waiter who wore gold-rimmed glasses and seemed to have a higher status.

From her point of view, No. 2 suffered a loss.

This waiter is obviously much stronger than the goat-headed demon.

Moreover, the ability is also very strange. Su Mu thinks that even if he is himself, he may not be able to do well in the hands of the other party.

No. 2's roar disappeared, and the dining table fell silent again.

The waiter didn't speak anymore, but tilted his head from time to time, waiting for the arrival of the chef.

No one knows what will happen after the chef arrives, the participants can only wait in silence.

However, they all knew in their hearts that since the waiter mentioned this, No. 2 would definitely not be able to escape.

A human being is exposed as a foreigner in front of a demon. You can imagine what kind of plot will happen next.

The difference is just that it is done more simply or not.

As for the issue of rescuing people, the five of them didn't even think about it.

Although No. 2 said that it is an indisputable fact that someone will suffer if he dies, but this loss is obviously not enough for the participants to fight against the devil for him.
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