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Chapter Eleven: Living Playing Cards

"Xiaojing, please accompany me upstairs to get some food to take with you." Wu Hui said to Du Ziming, "Wait for me."

In the end, he decided not to leave the team. Because since Liu Ming sent the corpse to lurk, he could know his movements and ambush him on the road. It might be more dangerous to act alone.

But she still had to tell Li Xiaojing about this, so that she wouldn't be able to react when the time came.

Ren Yin and Du Ziming, both of whom are not low in intelligence, would definitely have thought that there was a corpse mixed in the crowd. They just couldn't be sure who it was like me.

After explaining to Li Xiaojing and asking her to find an opportunity to attack Xu Shishu, Wu Hui also went down with a few pieces of bread to share with everyone.

Now it seems that the game will not last long, and the food stored in the dormitory is no longer necessary. And his roommates are all gone - they skipped class and went to the Internet cafe to play games.

The relationship between Wu Hui and his roommates is relatively ordinary. The main reason is that there is a big gap in hobbies. Wu Hui is not very interested in the games they all play, and he basically wins 100% when playing cards with them.

So we play less, but there is no contradiction at all. When we have dinner or play together, everyone will be together.

The roommates were very enthusiastic, or too enthusiastic. It was entirely because Wu Hui paid little attention to them.

As for Li Xiaojing's roommates, they were the kind who hid in their rooms and didn't dare to go out. Because the door was broken, they blocked it with their beds, which was very real.

Of course, this is actually necessary. There are many people like Lu Changyang in the school who want to do bad things. It might be safer for a group of girls to block the door.

Staring at the back of Xu Shishu's head, Li Xiaojing was a little hesitant. She believed Wu Hui's words. She had knocked several corpses on the head before, so she should be used to it. But looking at Xu Shishu, who was getting close to Ren Yin, as if he was a living person, psychologically

Still very stressful.

A total of thirteen people left the dormitory building and set off with hundreds of classmates. But excluding the bodies and those who were originally in the team, there were only two people who joined later.

It is understandable that in this situation, only a few people took the initiative to fight. Of course, they may be thinking about how many playing cards they can get by following the hero.

But according to what Ren Yin said, there are only four playing cards left not counting the big and small kings. Even if she lied and concealed a few cards for some unknown reason, they couldn't be too many.

With so many people, is it enough? If Du Ziming takes everyone there together, will it really not cause internal strife?

Wu Hui pushed up his glasses and continued to observe secretly. The clown in the sky shot again. Wu Hui got another hint. It said that it was in the bladder of a security guard.

But like the previous classmate's reminder, he didn't know where the security guards were. In the end, he might need to dissect all the bodies.

Just thinking about this, when they arrived at the library, Wu Hui and Du Ziming were stunned together.

The librarian is still here and has not left. This is not beyond their expectations, because after receiving the prompt, both of them defaulted to a corpse, and it is normal that they may have died here very early.

But at this time, the librarian aunt was clearly still alive and well. She was sitting on a chair with instant noodles in front of her, looking warily at the group of people who suddenly arrived.

Everyone else looked at Du Ziming who said there were playing cards here. Only Ren Yin realized something and stopped talking.

"There is actually such a setting." Du Ziming sighed.

At this time, people who knew the truth were hesitating and thinking, but others were a little impatient and began to urge Du Ziming: "Didn't you say there are playing cards? Where are they?"

"That's right."

Du Ziming smiled amid the urging.

"It's in her stomach." He pointed to the librarian and said to everyone: "If you want playing cards, go get them yourself."

Suddenly, the classmates began to chatter and make a noise. Seeing that the situation was not good, the librarian put down the bowl of instant noodles and prepared to leave. She thought that as a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties, no one would care. But there was a group of people over there.

With all kinds of weapons pointed at him, he didn't know what he wanted to do, so he had better run away as soon as possible.

Everyone is still quarreling.

Wu Hui noticed that two corpses suddenly started to move.

The corpses mixed in the crowd had gloomy faces, and one after another they stopped the administrator's aunt who wanted to escape but had limited legs and feet.

"Do you want to cause differences among us?" Wu Hui murmured to himself. He felt that Liu Ming must be nearby, so he patted Li Xiaojing on the shoulder and asked her to prepare for battle.

Li Xiaojing held the baseball bat and instantly understood what Wu Hui meant. She moved her steps and quietly approached Xu Shishu.

Wu Hui also prepared a throwing knife.

But the first one to take action was Ren Yin, who had been harassed by Xu Shishu but had always remained silent.

The sound waves went straight into Xu Shishu's body, causing his movement speed to suddenly slow down. Li Xiaojing swung her stick and smashed a crack into his petrified head, causing him to fall down.

But Xu Shishu didn't stop there. He made a squeaking sound and punched Ren Yin, who was closest to him. Amid the screams, Ren Yin ducked sideways, and Li Xiaojing swung the baseball bat at him again.

Hit Xu Shishu in the chest.

None of these attacks could stop Xu Shishu, who was already dead. He roared and pounced on Ren Yin persistently.

Wu Hui launched an attack on the two guys in front of the library administrator, throwing knives in succession, and his face began to turn pale.

Their legs were severed, they lost the ability to move, and they fell to the ground struggling.

The librarian's aunt took the opportunity to run away, but as soon as she went out, she bumped into Liu Ming's chest.

A small knife was inserted into her abdomen, moving up and down.

Blood spurted out, but Liu Ming didn't care. He directly put his hand into the wound, fumbled around, and took out the q of spades wrapped in stomach acid.

"It's a pity that it increases memory. It won't be of much help to the current situation. But it will be very useful in the future." Liu Ming threw down the middle-aged woman who was not dead, and the playing cards disappeared from his hand.

His body turned gray.

Only the blood on my hands still retains its original bright red color: "I really underestimated you. But now I won't..."

Du Ziming took out his gun and prepared to shoot, but smoke spread, blocking his sight.

Two knives shot out of the smoke, and two screams sounded.

More than a dozen corpses holding weapons blocked everyone's path.

Xu Shishu faced off against Li Xiaojing and Ren Yin. He always had the upper hand because of his resistance to injury and his tough skin. The two corpses knocked down by Wu Hui actually began to release smoke and water vapor.

The situation is very bad.

However, in the smoke, Wu Hui saw Liu Ming approaching through his glasses.

In the palm of his hand, the blood turned into a flying knife again and was thrown. At the same time, Wu Hui bent down and the Queen's Blade began to absorb the blood of his fallen comrades.

Liu Ming frowned, and the flying knife on his arm turned into blood and dissipated. It was still able to hit him in the smoke. Is it luck or some special prop?

"It doesn't matter, soon everything you have will be mine."

The gray figure quickly approached. Wu Hui hid behind the bookshelf and pushed hard. However, he saw Liu Ming jump easily and jump over the obstacle among the falling bookshelf.

However, Wu Hui stepped on the frozen ground and lost his balance. He held on to the bookshelf next to him to stabilize himself.

At this time, the flying knife came again.
Chapter completed!
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