Escape Game: I Really Just Want To Lose

"It's not necessary." The host smiled awkwardly on the stage, "It's just a coincidence, there is no need..."

"That's why you need to verify it!" A member said coldly, "You should know what the consequences of offending us are?"

The host shuddered violently.

He gritted his teeth and said to everyone: "Okay, okay. The next one is my name."

In the game, Wang Yun has already walked to the next room.

As soon as he entered the door, a clown wielding two knives rushed forward with a sharp smile, but halfway he slipped to the ground and remained motionless.

Without even looking at the clown, Wang Yun walked to the stone gate and found that there was also a name on it.

"John ... talk show host. I know this guy. I hope you don't have too much luck in prison."

The host on the stage jumped in his heart, but still had a glimmer of hope, looked at the members of the circus and asked:

"Have you received any news?"

He is just a host, not a member of the circus, and he doesn't have as strong connections and strength as others.

But the reaction of the circus members undoubtedly gave him a blow to the head.

A member contacted his secretary, then shook his head and said: "You are finished too, the warrant for your arrest has just been issued."

The host suddenly felt ashamed, and the hand holding the microphone was shaking.

He looked at all the members and shouted loudly: "Can't you think of a way? Who are you all? You are elites, politicians, and stars! Could it be that you can't help me get away with it?"

"You know what you have done. We cannot interfere." A member who heard the news said, "Continue to host and do your last job well."

No one can see the host's expression behind the mask, but everyone can see that he is desperate.

A member stood up and said, "I suggest the game be stopped, this Wang Yun is evil."

"I suggest not." A member who looked a little strange got up and said.

This member has a clear voice, no male or female, and his slender fingers are impressive.

After getting up, he said to everyone: "Think about it, we are a circus! An organization that has existed for hundreds of years! How could we be scared by a mere player. He is just lucky, give him another name, let him Let's see how powerful he can be?"

Without waiting for everyone to respond, he handwritten a name and handed it to the host.

"Next time, let him see this name."

The host took the note blankly, and then sent the name into Wang Yun's next room.

Wang Yun's next room is a gloomy living room, where a transparent shadow sits at the dining table in the living room, drinking coffee and eating dessert.

Seeing Wang Yun coming in, this woman dressed as a lady raised the teacup in her hand and said softly, "Are you interested in having a drink with me, gentleman!"

Walking forward, Wang Yun found that the coffee the woman drank was completely blood, and there was a finger floating in the blood.

Dessert is also a living heart, still beating at this time.

And the container of dessert was his own head!

Wang Yun directly kicked the dining table over, waved the head of the iron puppet in his hand, and smashed the head of the noble lady flying.

The tin puppet that was waved loudly shouted: "I'm going to die! I'm going to die! Can you save me, I'm going to die!"

After killing the ghost woman, Wang Yun went to the stone gate and read out the name on it: "Locus, oil futures tycoon? I happen to recognize it too, so I hope your oil price won't fall too hard."

In the ghost live broadcast room, a member immediately stood up and shouted loudly: "That's me! Why is there my name on it!"

Almost at the same time, everyone received a message from their secretary.

Oil futures have plummeted, and they have fallen to -36 dollars!

In other words, if someone buys you a barrel of oil, you have to give them $36!

The member collapsed powerlessly on the chair.

His tens of billions of property were all in oil futures, all of which were wiped out in an instant, and even tens of billions were deducted backside.

He seemed to hear the sound of bubbles breaking, which was his brain bursting crazily.

After regaining his senses, he stood up again, rushed to the ghost who had spoken before, grabbed the ghost by the collar and shouted, "Why! Why did you say my name!"

The ghost backhand cut the member behind his back, and then kicked him flying.

Walking forward quickly, the ghost snatched the microphone from the host, and said to the host, "Transfer your game permissions to me."

The host dumbly transferred the authority to the ghost, and then stepped aside.

At this moment, his heart was filled with the pleasure of revenge.

Since you don't help me, let's fall into hell together!

After obtaining the game permission, the ghost said into the microphone: "Then who is next? Well, it's you."

In the game, Wang Yun sits on a huge stone puppet.

The stone puppet that was supposed to attack him now, like his little brother, hugged Wang Yun tenderly in his arms, guarding him carefully.

The iron puppet hanging on Wang Yun's waist was already shocked.

"How did you do it! Why doesn't this puppet attack you, but protect you instead."

"Don't ask, asking is God's choice of Ouhuang. Oh, there is another name on the stone gate, who will this lucky one be? A medical tycoon..."

Seeing his name appear on the stone gate, a member stood up and shouted loudly: "No, please, don't!"

But Wang Yun just showed a sneer, and said softly: "Then, I hope that after the failure of your new drug development, you don't have to pay too much."

Along with the scream of this member, everyone received another message.

The member's new drug clinical trial failed, and all the previous investment was turned into fly ash.

The member screamed and went offline, never to come back up again.

In the hall, there was a chill.

Everyone stared at the screen and prayed in their hearts to God, Lao Tzu, Jade Emperor, Tathagata, Buddha, and all possible objects of prayer.

But the game goes on.

Every time Wang Yun passed through a room, and every time he pronounced a name, a member of the circus would scream and then go offline.

It's not that they haven't thought about saving themselves, but the game permissions have been locked at this time, and there is no way to prevent the ghosts on the stage from revealing their information.

After the venue was cut in half, a new member appeared.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, he carried an incomparable aura. Almost everyone looked at him and trembled, not daring to speak.

He walked to the front of the stage, looked at the ghost on the stage and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

The ghost on stage shrugged, and then took off the mask on his face, revealing a delicate fairy-like face.

"Hello, I'm Jinghong, nice to meet you all."

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