She can do whatever she wants with top-notch charm in game of death

She deliberately took Zhou Xianghong's hand and patted the back of her hand gently.

Who doesn’t know how to act?

Actress Tong Mu, the next Oscar winner!

In fact, the hairs on her hair stood on end. She was holding the hand of someone who didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost.

As a party involved, I only have one feeling.

Cold, too cold!

These hands are so cold!

The old man just now spoke again, "Little boy, you kid, just take a good rest when you are sick, why don't you come out to join in the fun!"

He looked at Fu Guanmo accusingly, his tone quite disapproving.

"Muwazi, if you don't take good care of your wife, you take her out to blow the cold wind in the middle of the night."

Fu Guanmo:......

Tong Mu:......

Uncle, you are very brave. This name will make her laugh for the rest of her life.

According to the settings in the game, she and Fu Guanmo both came from the countryside, so it is quite normal to have such nicknames.

Seeing Fu Guanmo's face getting darker and darker, it seemed that he was about to explode. Tong Mu quickly stopped the uncle.

"Grandpa Wang, you misunderstood. I wanted to run out and have a look myself."

Uncle Wang took his signature cattail leaf fan and patted Tong Mu on the head.

"You kid, if your brain is not working well, you should rest more. If you need anything, let Muwazi come..."

The old man kept warning, and Tong Mu almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

Zhou Xianghong also stood up and looked at Tong Mu with red eyes.

"Little boy, it's already midnight. You're not feeling well. Go back and rest."

"That's right." Uncle Wang waved his cattail leaf fan impatiently and said to Fu Guanmo, "Muwazi, why don't you take her back yet!"

The man's tall body froze. He was silent for a moment, walked towards Tong Mu, and said softly: "Little Tong, come back with me to rest."

The two of them returned to the room as they wished, and the door slammed shut, blocking the view outside.

As soon as he entered the house, Tong Mu laughed out loud.

Fu Guanmo walked into the room without changing his expression and suddenly looked back at her.

"what are you laughing at?"

Tong Mu was stunned for a moment and said softly: "It's nothing."

"I just think Uncle Wang is cute."

Thinking of the old man who had a mouthful of wooden dolls, Fu Guanmo's face turned dark and he glanced at her with neither salt nor indifference.

"You are really good. You have a good relationship with these NPCs."

Tong Mu followed him into the bedroom and retorted: "How do you know he is an NPC? What if he is a player?"

Fu Guanmo turned off the light and lay back on the bed on the floor.

After a while of listening, Tong Mu heard his voice.

"From the time you entered the game to now, every time you see him, does he have that cattail leaf fan in his hand?"

Tong Mu was stunned for a moment, then an idea flashed in his mind.

"I see."

Just like some fixed NPCs in the game who get important clues and always wear the same clothes.

Uncle Wang's cattail leaf fan is the symbol of NPC.

Tong Mu closed her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

There was a commotion outside the door for a while, but after a while, with the mediation of Uncle Wang, calm was restored.

Three of them walked into the house on the far left and quietly closed the door.

"Brother Hao, do you think there are players among these people?"

One of the shorter women with a sallow complexion spoke.

The man called Brother Hao is a bit tall and looks a bit thin.

"It's not clear yet, just that couple is a bit suspicious, but they seem to be familiar with everyone else in the building, so I can't be completely sure."

Zhao Ling's face was solemn, "Do you think they are not?"

Wu Hao sighed and sat on the bed.

"It's hard to tell. I can't tell at the moment."

He looked at the other shorter man, "Wang Bo, what do you think?"

Wang Bo sat on the bed and hesitated to speak.

"Actually, I think...that woman is not a player..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Ling hit him hard on the head.

"Wang Bo, don't deliberately excuse her because she is good-looking!"

She rolled her eyes and looked at him with hatred.

"This is a game, and people can die! If you are not careful, you will die!"

"Stop your dirty thoughts soon!" She stretched out her index finger and poked Wang Bo's head hard.

Wang Bo felt aggrieved, asked him for his opinion, and beat him again.

"No, Sister Ling, I just entered the game this afternoon and saw her chatting with a group of old men in the yard below."

"Those aunts and uncles who are in their 70s and 80s must not be reincarnators."

Zhao Ling fell silent, and Wu Hao raised his hand to signal the two of them to stop arguing.

"Since that's the case, let's observe her tomorrow and we'll know whether it's a player or an NPC."

As he said this, he smiled disdainfully.

"After playing so many games, I have never seen a player degenerate and pretend to be an NPC."

Zhao Ling also frowned.

"Brother Hao, what should we do next?"

Wu Hao glanced at the two of them and muttered: "The most important thing right now is to find the other players in this dungeon as soon as possible."

Zhao Ling nodded, her face a little solemn.

"As long as you can join forces with other people, it will be easy to clear the game."

Wu Hao smiled, with his back to the light and his face in shadow.

"Yes, Xiaoling, we all just want to pass the game alive..."

Zhao Ling's eyes were a little moist, and she choked with sobs: "Brother Hao..."

During this time, they were deeply troubled by the horrific death game.

At first, everyone thought it was a prank.

It wasn't until they saw people around them dying because of this game that they realized the seriousness of the problem.

This is not a prank.

This is a game of death.

The selected person unfortunately becomes a reincarnation person. If he dies in the game, he will also die in reality.

They tried many ways and found many people, but they couldn't escape from the game.

Now, I can only leave it to fate.

Wu Hao looked at her lightly, his eyes flashing slightly.

These two people have never experienced airport games, unlike him.

He has passed several death games and naturally understands the benefits that games can bring.

From the panic and fear at the beginning, to the joy and contentment now.

He has finally figured out some of the rules.

Seeing Zhao Ling crying bitterly because of one or two words he said, Wu Hao felt disdain in his heart.

Women are just stupid.

Just a little bit of humility can coax them into being soft-hearted and gain their full trust.

Isn't it easy for him to conquer a woman?

Wu Hao pinched his fingers and suddenly thought of the girl in the couple just now.

That beautiful face flashed across his heart from time to time.

An NPC, a breathtakingly beautiful NPC.

He smiled and turned to look at Wang Bo.

"Wang Bo, did you hear clearly what I just said?"

Wang Bo nodded, a trace of sweat streaking across his face.

"Brother Hao, don't worry, I will go out tomorrow to find out who the players are."

Wu Hao nodded and said in a deep voice: "You go back to your room tonight. You will have nothing to do in the future. Especially when outsiders are around, don't expose our relationship."