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There is also a small side door on the left side of the building gate.

There were no people here, and the people who were getting off the truck flocked in through this small door.

When you enter the door, there is a long corridor. At the end, there is a huge room that looks like hundreds of square meters.

The room is a bit like a university classroom, with tattered tables and chairs lined up in the room. The side facing the door is not a wall, but a whole piece of dark red velvet, like a curtain on the stage.

This attitude is very important to invite them to watch the performance.

At this time, Gu Mian heard the sound of killing the teacher behind the curtain.

"The audience will be entering the venue later. Are the seats arranged..."

It turned out that this was the waiting room, and the other side of the velvet cloth was the stage. They were going to perform from here later.

At this time, 007 had secretly approached Gu Mian.

"When I got in the car, did you recognize that pink shirt?"

Although Gu Mian was wearing a mask, Teacher Killer still keenly noticed something. Fortunately, he threw a fake bomb in 007, otherwise Gu Mian would have recognized his relatives with Teacher Killer on the spot.

Gu Mian nodded gently: "I've entered another copy before, and he was originally in that copy."

007 was silent for half a minute: "Then he must have been tortured by you, right?"

She suddenly felt that the white coat Gu Mian gave her was a little hot.

Gu Mian opened his mouth and laughed dryly: "Haha, how could that be? NPCs who have seen me think I am a good person. Some NPCs don't hesitate to come out of the dungeon and wander around the world..."

007 also grinned and laughed perfunctorily.

Just as the two of them smiled at each other to show respect, the others sat quietly in their seats, stretching their necks to stare at the red velvet cloth in front of them.

Gu Mian knew that Teacher Killing brought the inferior people here to perform on stage, but because he came from the line, he didn't know the performance process, nor did he know why these people were so excited.

I think the inferior people who were selected to enter the killing game were very scared, not like them.

Could it be that this circus has generous performance rewards?

Gu Mian didn't think that the best people would provide any good rewards to the lower people, they were not as enthusiastic as they were.

Teacher Killing was very relieved to this group of people. There was no security guard here to monitor them, and probably thought no one would want to escape.

Maybe someone tried to escape before, but the ending was not ideal.

007 lowered his head and whispered: "I asked other people some questions when I was in the car... You also know that they are not very interested in talking, and I can't ask too mentally retarded questions, otherwise the player's identity will be exposed, so I just asked a little bit and got a little clue. "This circus has been around for a long time, and it is called the two most popular variety shows in the world with an entertainment program called Killing Games... When it comes to Killing Games, I always feel familiar with it, and it seems that I have seen it in the announcement."

Gu Mian touched her chin: "It did make an announcement."

007 looked at him and continued: "The circus and the killing game have existed for many years, and it has been decades. The killing game was suspended due to an accident not long ago."

Speaking of this, 007 stopped and stared at Gu Mian for a while, trying to see the other party's guilty expression.

Unexpectedly, this guy looked open-minded and looked like "My heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror, and everything he does is just."

007's face twitched and continued: "This carnival in the circus only appeared three years ago. There was no such festival before, and the Killing Game has been suspended for less than a year. Because the Killing Game has been suspended, this year's carnival is particularly lively. It is said that those who come to watch the carnival here are senior officials."

Are they all high-ranking officials?

Important NPC.

Then it’s even more time to show them their talents!

Thinking of this, Gu Mian proudly raised his chest.

007 looked at Gu Mian's sudden proud look and pinched his eyebrows: "But we don't know what to perform! If we go on stage later, if we remain motionless like a fool, will we be crossed to death on the spot?"

Before entering the copy, she had carefully read the background introduction. The inferior people had no human rights in this world and were very likely to be killed on the spot.

"It's possible," Gu Mian nodded and responded, "These perverts should like to watch things like watching fork people."

007 The scalp is numb.

Just as she touched her numb scalp, she heard Gu Mian's voice next to her: "I think the show may be a little girl carrying her back and forth 28 backflips."

007 said in confusion: "What little girl?"

She looked up strangely at Gu Mian, but saw Gu Mian staring in a direction. 007 followed his gaze and saw that the end of her eyes was a lower-level person sitting in a shabby seat.

Everyone present was wearing masks. 007 couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, but he could still see his clothes.

I saw that he had a torn blue work suit on his upper body, and his lower body was a pair of desolate cropped pants. Of course, cropped pants are not a trend of inferior people. It was purely because these pants didn't fit, so it barely covered half of the calf.

The man's hair was uneven. The rain last night soaked his hair and was not completely dry yet.

Under the stranded hair is a dark green mask. Unlike the clown mask on Gu Mian and 007's faces, the mask on this person's face is diamond-shaped, and the overall dark green is painted with complex patterns. The position of the mouth is pursed into a line, which is a bit like a snake's head.

I don’t know if I had a cold last night or was too excited, but I saw his fists tightly clenched and his whole body was trembling slightly.

Looking at his back, 007 felt that he might have found the reason for his trembling.

I saw someone on his back.

A little girl.

Pale face and scarlet mouth.

She was wearing a red dress, with her hands tightly around the man's neck, and her head was pressed against the man's neck. Her face was facing Gu Mian and the others here, and her mouth opened and her weird smile broke.

The others seemed to be unable to see her, and were still immersed in their own excitement.

007's neck turned stiffly: "That seems not a little girl!"

Gu Mian touched her chin: "It should be a little girl?"

Don't describe it as cute!

007 swallowed: "She is looking at us."

Not long after entering the dungeon, I was targeted by a ghost. It was really unfavorable to go out...007 was thinking randomly.

But Gu Mian frowned; "There is actually a ghost in this dungeon."

"If there is no witch, there will be a problem!"

"No," Gu Mian shook his head, "I have entered this world before. I always thought that the only people in this world would cause danger to players. They would put inferior people into very dangerous places, but even in the "forbidden zone" that the best people think is the most dangerous, there is only one ghost that is not dangerous to people."

Refers to Jinhu.

The inferior man who yearns for the life of the superior and even strives to enter the world after his death.

"The only ghost in the penalty area last time was the mission NPC, is it the same this time? Is she Louis?" Gu Mian stared at the pale-faced girl.

007 Remember Gu Mian’s instructions: “So we have to rush up and drag her down and beat her up now?”