[Skill Card: Dagger

Conditions of use: This is just an ordinary dagger that can be used by everyone and has no special effects.

Number of uses:10/10]

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This is too serious!

Not even willing to give me an enchantment!

Wen Ning suffered internal injuries, and this card would explode in the entire horror game circle.

This time, Xiaowei really left.

Wen Ning combed the cards in his hand, and after going around and around, there was only one he could use - Musical Instrument Proficiency.

Wen Ning was seen holding up the trash can lid while avoiding the strange attack.

The time has come to witness the miracle.

The two trash can lids became cymbals in her hands, and the song "Penghu Bay" sounded.

Gui: It hurts, it really hurts!

The sly who fell into chaos changed from avoiding objects and attacking people in a methodical manner to treating every object equally without any method.

"ah!"

Wen Ning held her head in pain. How could the skill card cause more damage than not using the skill card?

As time passed by, Wen Ning felt that the direction of the story could not be tolerated by these six beasts.

When the last grain of sand fell out of the hourglass, Wen Ning slapped herself and pretended to be surprised: "It doesn't hurt! Am I dreaming?"

When the hourglass is finished leaking, it will be forced to pop up.

Nine pairs of eyes, two pairs were shocked, one pair was interested, and six pairs were speechless.

Wen Ning touched the arm that had been rubbed by Gui and left burn marks, calmly flipped her hair and said: "Ji Cao, don't be six."

"You...your face?"

Li Tingting's voice, as loud as a mosquito, cut through the silent atmosphere.

"Huh?" Wen Ning reached out and touched her right cheek, and the wet and waxy touch made her take a breath.

She quickly took out her mobile phone and turned on the front camera. She was careless and forgot to cut her nails. Because her movements were too silky, the nails left a superficial scar on her face.

Wen Ning put away her cell phone and put her hand on the table and asked in a gentle voice: "My appearance is disfigured. Fortunately, I am not a member of the Appearance Association. By the way, who should take the story now?"

Following her voice, the round table trembled weakly twice, then cracked with a snap!

The sound was clear and sweet, which attracted the attention of the king and the pope who were closest to Wen Ning.

"Um?"

Her questioning tone and cold eyes made the king and the pope immediately look away.

"Ahem, it's my turn."

The king coughed slightly in embarrassment, "You opened your eyes and found that you were at home. Everything just happened was indeed a dream. But at noon that day, a news broadcast on the local TV station showed a murder incident, and the location was exactly the alley in your dream."

"You found that the deceased was no different from the ghost in your dream, and traces of a struggle were detected at the scene. You chose because of fear..." the queen answered.

Zhang San entered the plot. As soon as he opened his eyes, he sat in front of the TV and watched the news.

The content in the news was exactly the same as the place Wen Ning had just experienced. According to the plot given by the queen, Zhang San took out a mask and put it on, lowered the cap he was wearing and went out.

The queen was very satisfied, it was interesting to hide in Tibet.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang San's actions shocked her. Zhang San sneaked to the bureau, patted the front desk, and said: "I want to surrender, I will kill him."

Queen:(⊙?⊙)?

Zhang Sanqing, who was locked up in the small dark room, confessed his purpose of coming sincerely. The interrogating police officers in front looked at each other and nodded to each other. One of them asked: "Are you sure you killed this person?"

Zhang San said in an excited tone, "If it wasn't me, who could it be? I even dreamed that that person came to find me. The plot cannot be real."

"You mean you dreamed about something weird?"

Another police officer glanced at Zhang San suspiciously.

Zhang San nodded while pecking at the rice, joking. In this place where random thoughts can lead to stories at any time, only the upright police station can give him an absolute sense of security.

Suddenly, the small dark room was opened. A female police officer winked at the two police officers in the interrogation room. They walked over and stood at the door to talk.

"What did the superiors say?"

"I checked the movement track and everything, no problem."

A police officer glanced at Zhang San and asked: "For disturbing public security order, take him away and lock him up for a few days."

"Yeah, but the director said to take the person down first to prepare for the drug test."

After the three of them finished speaking, their eyes fell on Zhang San.

Zhang San looked excited, "Why have you found it? Is it me? Is it me!"

He looked like a patient coming out of a mental hospital, which made the police frown.

(The plot requires that what Zhang San did above was against the law and discipline!!!)

After taking the drug test, Zhang San's cell phone was confiscated, and he sat alone on a single chair, licking his fingers to spend his days.

After staying for a long time, he got bored and fell asleep.

When the plot was popped up, Zhang San's eyes were blurry and he still hadn't reacted.

"..."

The soul of the magician who took over the plot after Zhang San briefly ascended and returned again. His sinister tone came from under the mask, "Outlaw maniac, you are really good."

Zhang San blinked, "Thank you."

"You were locked up in the station for three days. When you got out, the phone at your desk suddenly rang. You didn't recognize the phone number, but the other party's voice sounded familiar to you. When you thought about it carefully, you found that it was actually the person you had been dead for three years.

Third uncle.

When Li Tingting entered the plot, she was in the position of answering the phone.

"Big...big niece..."

The cold tone made Li Tingting agitated, and she immediately burst into tears.

"Woooooooo..."

"Eldest niece..."

"Woooooooo..."

"big……"

"Woo"

Every time she wants to speak on the phone, Li Tingting cries.

Unable to bear it any longer, the third uncle climbed out directly along the phone.

Li Tingting was so frightened that she threw her phone to the ground, "Yes...I'm sorry, please go die!"

A diamond-shaped card was thrown from Li Tingting's hand and turned into a talisman and attached to the third uncle's body. A sharp voice cut through the sky, and the third uncle disappeared.

Out of fear, Li Tingting dialed Yao Yao Ling and scored twice.

She cried and talked until the plot popped up.

The Fool was so angry that he pounded the table, "This is a story-telling game, not an education and law enforcement. Can you please stop calling the police!"

The round table, which was originally cracked, collapsed due to His hammer.

"no!"

The Fool looked around angrily, looking for the guy who said no, and finally fixed his gaze on the 'disfigured' Wen Ning.

"Why not!"

"Call the police because you are in danger!"

"Whoops~" The Fool was so angry that green smoke came out from under the bird's beak, "As the initiator of the story meeting, I now order all members here to stop dialing Yaoyao Zero."

"What about walking over and calling the police?"

Li Tingting plucked up the courage to ask, but was told no.

"What about asking passers-by to call the police?"

"No way!" The Fool turned around and glared at Zhang San fiercely.

Wen Ning suddenly laughed out loud, "Then this won't work, that won't work either, just call the police."

The Fool swept over Wen Ning sharply, making him smoke with anger.

"I said."

The Fool looked at Zhu Buping with a fierce look. He saw Zhu Buping changed his posture and raised his feet and said: "Will you continue Solitaire?"
Chapter completed!