The Great Evil

I heard this familiar tone and familiar words.

All the players were stunned for a moment.

Didn't you two pass it on in tandem? Your words were exactly the same.

It is hard not to suspect that the owners of Villa No. 2 and Villa No. 3 are working together to stage a large-scale fraud game.

With such an obvious flaw in rhetoric, no one should be fooled.

They subconsciously looked at Shen Jian.

His face became stunned.

Because Shen Jian is missing.

Look forward.

He was suddenly almost in front of the black shadow.

Said.

They could clearly detect the error in this statement, but they didn't know how to refute it.

Not only did he not resist, but he begged for mercy?

This is too unreal.

What they saw most were some smart-aleck players, who ended up wailing in pain under the torture of evil spirits.

It's like being a newbie to a horror game.

Who knows.

Once the restrictions of the murder law are broken, one can imagine how terrifying it will be.

It stings a hundred times more than being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.

Everyone was caught in the middle.

It looks more and more impressive.

It's terrible.

Said.

Finished.

The chewing ghost's face turned pale, and he felt a little sympathy for the half-headed ghost's plight.

Shen Jian spoke: "Is there any misunderstanding between the two brothers? I think you are both good people. Have you been misled by someone in your judgment? This is not okay. You are neighbors. If there is any misunderstanding, can you make it clear? Already."

If he hadn't heard about the zombie virus, he would have really believed this quack doctor's explanation.

Shen Jian smiled.

Who would like to torture themselves?

Shen Jian looked over.

"No, if you do this, what if you prove that I am not self-abuse? What if I accidentally beat to death by you."

At this time.

His face was covered with sweat, and he was obviously very scared.

Shen Jian's slap just stopped, and then he thought of something: "No, you haven't shown a happy expression yet. This is not a normal sign of self-abuse. You are still trying to hide it. It seems that my spanking is not strong enough. You It’s quite fun to have fun at home.”

mutton?

"You monster, get out of my place."

When did the red-shirted devil become so inferior?

The man forcibly brought the topic back to the scary atmosphere, "The meat that family eats is not ordinary meat, but this kind of meat."

There was an indescribable fishy smell that assaulted your nostrils.

Out of necessity.

Because Shen Jian's performance is too naive.

It's over.

Because the owner of Villa No. 3 mentioned living stakes and ways to calm down grievances, the owner of Villa No. 2 should also know.

He's finished.

After working on it for a long time, you can guess this?

Damn you, you really have a funny mentality.

Ah, yes, yes, you are right.

Is it possible that he is really a pervert who likes to abuse himself?

When I think of this.

It hurts so much.

Being beaten to the point of feeling happy makes me feel perverted just thinking about it.

Finished.

Shen Jian took out the mourning stick.

"Oh right."

A crisp slap sounded.

Confrontation in the air.

It's as if this is not a reminder, but a way to tell each other's horrors through each other's mouth.

Some players frowned.

Said.

That is what they often call pig teammates.

"This strange disease cannot be cured, it can only be alleviated, and the way to alleviate it is to eat meat."

I won't refute.

I was in a dilemma for a while.

The two ghosts showed fearful expressions.

The two ghosts were startled.

Chewing Ghost:......

If you do it, what's the use?

…

Said.

How could such a vicious existence be so easy to trick?

on the contrary.

Firmly supporting the image of a great god is what she should do.

I should have known this.

He closed the door.

The slaps sounded rhythmically one after another.

The lines I had originally prepared seemed extremely abrupt at this moment.

The chewing ghost also had a cold look on his face, with a look of fear on his face, and he also scolded: "Stop pretending, do you think what you do is perfect? ​​For your family, you will bring back fresh flesh and blood every few days.

If they don’t have enough, they will feed them with their own meat. Do you dare to tell these people where the wounds on your body came from?”

Two red-clad fierce ghosts were slapped one after another.

God, as long as you feel pleasure during slapping, it's self-abuse.

"Come here quickly, that man is very dangerous."

Players:......

Everyone also saw it.

"You're welcome. As a neighbor, please pay more attention to me in the future. I am the owner of Villa No. 9. Please remember to visit me as a guest in the future."

But at this level, there should not be such demented teammates.

Apart from fighting, there seems to be a better way to calm down grievances.

Hit it again.
To be continued...