Escape Game: I Really Just Want To Lose

The little fat man almost thought that there was something wrong with his ears.

"God, what are you talking about?"

"Literally, take it for me!"

Not only the little fat man, but even the presidents in the ghost live broadcast room were stunned.

What is Wang Yun doing?

On the second day, he raked in $100,000. Wang Yun only needs to find a way to escape from prison, why give the money to others.

On the contrary, Mu Taoist clapped his hands and shouted: "The way to use soldiers is to combine righteousness and oddness! Righteousness is conspiracy, and strangeness is conspiracy. Righteousness and oddness are invincible!"

"Mu Laodao, what do you mean?" The ordinary person asked curiously.

"I didn't understand it either, so I pretended to be aggressive when I said something." Taoist Mu said without blushing.

Mu Jialuo, the president of the Ghost Guild, is still chanting, but the direction of the chanting has turned to Mu Taoist.

The little fat man in the game was holding the box of money, completely confused about what was going on.

What did God Wang give me money for?

Could it be that he thinks that I have good luck and guarantee my victory in the competition?

But looking at Wang Yun, he trembled all over again.

It is impossible for Wang Shen to do things so simple.

This must be a trap!

You know, God Wang has always been exhaustive when doing things. He often predicts dozens of steps of your next development at the first step, and everything after that is within his plan.

The best proof is that he cheated the God of Death before.

The little fat man was convinced that if he dared to embezzle the money, he would be skinned and stuffed the next day and hung up at the prison gate.

For the first time, the little fat man felt that money was so hot.

Holding the box of money, he cried out in a crying voice: "God Wang, please let me go, I really dare not accept your money. I will not compete for the first place, and I will be satisfied if you give me the second place." Already!"

Looking at the little fat man with snot and tears flowing together, Wang Yun suddenly didn't understand what's going on now?

Tell you to lie down and win?

Sighing, Wang Yun felt that he had to fool this person no matter what.

Putting his hand on the little fat man's shoulder, Wang Yun stared at him: "Okay, I'll show my cards, actually I want you to do something for me."

"Say it earlier, God Wang, I thought you planted a bomb in it." The little fat man wiped his snot and smiled, "What do you want me to do?"

Wang Yun looked up at the sky, not wanting the fat man to see his embarrassing expression.

Because he hasn't figured it out yet.

The little fat man also raised his head curiously, looking at the sky above his head, his eyes suddenly brightened.

"Wang Shen, I understand! I'll go right away!"

Holding the box of money, the little fat man ran out excitedly, and disappeared after a while.

Looking at the little fat man's back, Wang Yun looked bewildered.

What do you unserstand?

But at least the money was gone, which made Wang Yun a little relieved.

But then, Wang Yun ran into another problem.

"What do I do next?"

While Wang Yun was thinking hard about what he should do, Lao Zhao, a contestant from the Ordinary People's Guild, took action.

Old Zhao next door is an ordinary man with glasses and neat hair.

Although it looks ordinary, the behavior of constantly touching bones at night shows that he is not a normal person either.

He silently left the venting area and walked towards the confinement room.

Before approaching the confinement room, a prison guard stopped him: "You can't go through."

"Sorry, I'm new here, don't know. Ah, you have a line on your shoulder."

Old Zhao next door put his hand on the other's shoulder.

He was going to pinch the prison guard's neck, where there happened to be an acupuncture point that could make people unconscious.

But the moment he touched the prison guard, his hand retracted instantly.

"Please leave quickly." The prison guard said expressionlessly.

"I see, I'm leaving now."

Old Zhao next door smiled, turned and left.

But before he left, he looked back at the prison guard who was as immobile as a mountain.

"Not a living person..."

He originally wanted to sneak into the confinement room and cooperate with the lunatics in the Longhushan Mental Hospital, but he unexpectedly discovered something interesting.

These prison guards looked exactly like living people, and even had their own breathing and temperature, but after the first contact, Old Zhao next door discovered that the density of the bones in the other party's body was different from that of ordinary people, but similar to metal.

"This prison is not ordinary... Forget it, I'd better go to someone from the Ghost Guild."

The contestants of the Ghost Guild were still sitting on the bed, reciting scriptures that no one could understand.

But what was different from last night was that today she was not the only one chanting scriptures, and the entire cell of prisoners surrounded her, looking at her blankly.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

The old Zhao next door stood at the door, looked at the woman who kept chanting sutras and said, "Every time I see this scene, it's very curious. It makes you seem to have superpowers."

"It's not a super power, I'm just communicating with the will of the universe in a special way, so as to summon demons to use for me." The woman said in a low voice.

"It's just group hypnosis, there's no need to pack it in such a bizarre way. Kayako."

Kayako's voice came to an abrupt end.

This woman, whose appearance was roughly similar to the protagonist of "The Grudge", stared viciously at Lao Zhao next door, and then pointed at him.

Accompanied by her movement, the prisoners in the cell, like puppets on strings, stood up collectively and rushed towards Old Zhao next door.

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