Please Stop Pretending To Be a Cute Newcomer!

    With the sound of the train whistle, the lights on the ceiling illuminated the dark space on the platform.

    Players closed their eyes in the sudden light, and opened them after a little adaptation.

    "Ah!" The timid player exclaimed a little after seeing the situation on the platform.

    Three corpses lay on the ground.

    One woman, two men.

    The woman threw herself face down on the ground, blood dizzy from her back and flowed to the unfloored concrete floor, dampening her loose hair into strands.

    But strangely, her luggage was neatly placed some distance behind her.

    The death of the other two male players is exactly the opposite of that of the female players. They fell on their backs to the ground, blood gushing from their open abdomens, and the smug smiles on their faces became distorted after death.

    The luggage of both of them is not far from each other.

    From the difference in the death status of male and female players and the location of their luggage, Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi could imagine the situation at that time.

    The female player was approached attentively on the pretext of helping with luggage, this person must have a face of the player present.

    She has seen it, so she is not too prepared.

    In the end, she was killed by the "player" who followed behind with a suitcase.

    Most of the players who are close to male players are women. Because of fear or seeking protection, this woman may have a little beauty.

    After listening to a few rainbow farts for a while, they would float away, and then the end would be a death.

    That staircase and darkness eliminated three players who were not vigilant enough.

    "How did they die? Why didn't I hear anything!"

    "This, this dungeon is too difficult. At the beginning, before everyone got in the car, we already died three players..."

    "There seem to be 20 people here."

    As soon as this sentence came out, all the noisy sounds disappeared immediately.

    Including the little baby held by the female player, the number of players in this instance is 19.

    The speaker looked around vigilantly, a drop of cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He swallowed, "Also, maybe I counted it wrong."

    "That's right," said a sedate middle-aged man next to him. He looked at each player who was vigilant with each other, "There are 20 people."

    This observation, this person, including other players, naturally focused their attention on the two men.

    These two men are hugging!

    If they hadn't been attracted by the corpse on the ground at first, they would have found out that something was wrong with them!

    The two men were of the same height, slightly taller facing them, and looked indifferent.

    The one with his back to them was thinner, a long black knife penetrated his abdomen and exposed his back, and blood dripped from the wound to the ground like a stream.

    At this time, the long knife is being slowly drawn out.

    A wound in the abdomen.

    The players thought of the corpses of the two male players on the ground.

    It turned out not to be ghosts killing people, but radical players killing people!

    It all happened in seconds.

    While everyone was backing away, one person acted very abruptly.

    I saw Shen Qingcheng dragging two suitcases against the crowd and approaching the man, with a tone of grief after being betrayed.

    "Lu Qi, look at the way you two look like now, are you decent!"

    The sharp-eyed player found that the person who approached was not only dressed up, but also had the same body shape as the man being hugged.

    Shen Qingcheng seemed to have the ability to read minds. He turned around and said to everyone, "It's not that I am like him, but he is like me, thank you."

    This is a headache.

    The wrinkled brows loosened slightly, Lu Qi put the long knife back into the prop wrap and released his left hand.

    The unsupported body fell heavily to the ground, and the expression on "Shen Qingcheng"'s face was fixed in resentment and disbelief, and quickly disappeared into a plume of black smoke.

    Not even blood was left.

    [It turned out to be fake, scared to death! 】

      Do you know what it feels like to be shoved with glass **** when we are having a good time eating sugar? Do you know what it's like when we knock sugar and hit glass scum and get pricked in the mouth by glass slag? 】

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    [It's a bit too much, but I think it's better. Even the audience from the perspective of our gods did not find out, how do the 7 gods and the beauties distinguish the true from the false? 】

    [! sisters! Ning is a scholar! 】

    【If this is not love! 】

    Genuine Shen Qingcheng pouted in disgust, "The hideous expression at the end is too ugly, this is an insult to my appearance."

    The crowd around: "…"

    Although the man on the ground disappeared quickly, it was enough for players to see its appearance, exactly the same as the unreliable man in front of him.

     Not to mention that this thing directly turned into black smoke, obviously not human.

    There are ghosts pretending to be players among them!

    This realization lifted the hearts of all players.

    Some players also said: "This does not prove that the three dead players were not killed by him."

    What if this person just kills and kills, and I don’t know whether it’s good or bad luck, and happens to kill a player disguised by a ghost?

    "Who said that?" Shen Qingcheng looked around, his eyes fell on the last man with his head lowered, he recognized this man, "Idiot?"

    "Who are you saying is an idiot! You are an idiot, and whoever wants an idiot!" The man hid behind the other players, scolding loudly, but as long as Shen Qingcheng made a gesture of approaching, he would go to Others hide behind.

    The former middle-aged player came out to smooth the game, "The door is open, let's talk about anything on the train."

    It turned out that the train door had been opened unknowingly when everyone was arguing.

    There are 18 cars in the scarlet train, but only the middle car is the one with the door open and the lights on.