Movie World I Am A King

The night is gradually falling... Every room in the manor is also lit up with little lights, embellishing this manor full of exotic customs, making it extraordinarily enchanting...

At the moment, in a side hall of the manor, Song Qian is sitting here with two Arab girls, waiting for the upcoming judgment...

They had already had a good meal and slept comfortably, and the three of them were waiting here full of energy at the moment, because——the woman in black who brought them here said that at this time there will be A fun game for them to take part in...

Song Qian couldn't help asking: "What interesting game??"

"A game that can determine your fate!" The woman in black smiled slightly and said, "So, please adjust your state as much as possible, and then try your best to please my master, and play this game well..."

Song Qian didn't know what the two Arab girls were thinking. Anyway, when she was sure that she was safe for the time being, she tried hard to force herself to eat, and then had a good sleep.

Now, she feels that her physical condition is much better than when she was in the box...

Just as Song Qian and the two Arab girls were sitting there anxiously waiting for the final result, a man with a Peking Opera mask on his face and a tall and straight man walked up to them accompanied by two women in black. in front of.

Song Qian's three daughters looked at the three people who walked in, and immediately had a serious look... They couldn't help but stop all their actions, and turned their eyes to the masked man who walked in.

"Hello everyone..." The man's voice came out from under the mask, "Welcome to my manor... I wonder how everyone is resting just now? Is there anything that you feel dissatisfied with?"

The woman in black was doing simultaneous translation in Arabic, making sure that all three people from different places could understand what the man was saying.

"..." Hearing this man's words, the three girls look at me and I look at you. I feel a strange feeling... Why does this man's words sound like he doesn't sound like a slave to be slaughtered, but like a slave? Is it the same as a guest who comes to the manor? ?

However, although the three women felt a little strange, they were silent by coincidence. They did not answer the man's words, and protested their situation with silent silence...

"It seems that everyone is resting well..." The masked man said with a smile: "In this case, then everyone can play a game with me... The rules of the game are as follows!!"

"I will wait here for five minutes, and you can run for five minutes at will...and after five minutes, I will chase you—if I catch you..." After saying this, the masked man paused, Then he said: "If I catch you, you will let me deal with it...including-hehehe..."

"Of course..." the masked man continued, "If you escaped, then...congratulations, you are now free..."

"That... I, I want to ask..." Song Qian raised her hand timidly, and asked cautiously, "How can I escape?"

"Within three hours... I didn't catch you... Then congratulations... You have successfully escaped..." The masked man glanced at Song Qian and said, "I will send someone to take you on the plane home ...or send you to the consulate of your own country...it's fine!"

"So do you have any questions?"

The masked man looked at the three girls...the three girls were silent and didn't say a word, but they clearly understood their situation...

"Then I declare...the game begins..." Following the masked man's words, the three women rushed out of the room quickly... Soon, the figures of the three disappeared in the dark manor.

"Hey, it's really uncomfortable to wear this thing!" The man said and took off the Peking Opera mask. It was none other than Zhou Ye...

"Giggle..." Hearing Zhou Ye's complaint, the two women in black standing next to him laughed coquettishly, "Didn't you say this yourself, Master? To prevent these three girls from being like those three young Brazilian models The same, giving up resistance directly... makes you unable to play the game well, so is camouflage necessary??"

That's right - at noon, the three young Brazilian models who were taken away had already played this game with Zhou Ye first... Unlike Song Qian and the three girls, Zhou Ye didn't wear a mask at that time... The result was— ——The three girls put on all sorts of poses, wishing to lie down and greet Zhou Ye immediately, which made Zhou Ye lose any sense of accomplishment in playing games.

Although—Zhou Ye understands the thoughts of the three women, it’s like having a beautiful woman say to a man—I’ll catch up with you, I’ll be like you...I’m afraid that man will also lose the game on purpose——Yan Kong It is the mainstream in any world.

Of course - understanding is understanding, depression is depression...

Now that Zhou Ye is depressed, of course he will not let go of the three young Brazilian models. He opened up all three holes for each of them and fully developed them... Until now, the three Brazilian girls are still sleepy. .

So—for the game at night, Zhou Ye learned the lesson of the game at noon, and put on a mask for himself—to avoid all kinds of flopping incidents...it would be boring.

In the words of those ninjas in black—the master can make them obedient by relying on his face, but he insists on pretending to be an evil and strong X girl...it's too bad.

Regarding this - Zhou Ye can only express - every man has some small evil tendencies in his heart, and he is no exception.

Just as Zhou Ye was standing there bored counting the seconds, a woman in black suddenly appeared in front of him, knelt down on one knee and said, "Master, these are the identity information of those six women..."

"Yeah!" Zhou Ye casually took the information in his hand...Although Mr. Gao gave the gift with the girls' information on it, Zhou Ye didn't believe the information...so he just sent the photo to Kiko for her Check it out for yourself.

Zhou Ye flipped through the documents in his hand and asked, "What did Kiko say?"

"Mistress Kiko said that the surprise is on the penultimate page..." the woman in black replied respectfully.

"Oh?" Zhou Ye thought for a while, and then directly flipped to the second-to-last page of the information, which was the information of an Arab girl, Saima - her father is the Arab Crown Prince Yamoha, and her mother is Princess Raya of Jordan ...

"Interesting...I didn't expect a big fish to be mixed in..." Zhou Ye looked at Princess Saima's information and smiled slightly—was this a mistake? ?

He is looking forward to tonight's game more and more... As for what? Anger in the Arab world? nonexistent……

A group of local tyrants who only know how to sell oil, and they can’t even be the puppet of the master if they sell their oil to whomever they don’t sell to… They have nothing but money…

PS: The first chapter has been updated.