[Number of participants in the copy: 12

The gods will be watching you and look forward to your performance]

"I want to complain and report, twice! Twice twice, I entered the dungeon right after it came out! Even the production team didn't work so hard, and they didn't even give me a holiday!"

Wen Ning's anger burned brightly, and the black energy around him gradually materialized.

"Sister Ning, is there a possibility that it will be the seventh day when you wake up?"

Zhang San spoke cautiously.

Wen Ning's anger suddenly stopped, like a little paicai lifting up the quilt and covering her up.

"Sister Ning, wake up, it's dungeon time."

Wen Ning, who was curled up in the quilt, was stunned for a moment, then she quietly poked her head out and revealed a pair of eyes that met Li Manjue who called her up.

"If you don't wake up, you will be ruined."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang San and Li Manjue pulled her out of the hospital bed.

Wen Ning looked around the ward with interest. There were 12 hospital beds in the huge ward. The beds were facing each other, leaving an aisle for the door in the middle.

Just like in reality, she is in bed number 9, Li Manjue is in bed number 8, and Zhang San, who is not sick but is forced to be sick, is in bed number 10.

According to the number of players provided by Xiaowei, there are 9 players left besides the three of them.

At this moment, other players woke up one after another.

When Li Manjue saw the person getting up from bed No. 5, he was so frightened that he hid behind Wen Ning, squeezing Wen Ning's shoulders so hard that it hurt.

Wen Ning patted the back of Li Manjue's hand and stared at the man stained with grandma gray on bed No. 5 with slightly cold eyes.

Grandma Hui made a fuss and said: "Brother Hui, if you have more people, you will have more points."

The man known as Brother Hui got up from bed No. 6. There was a cross-shaped scar on his right eye and he was combing his hair like an airplane.

When he got up, Zhang San also hid behind Wen Ning and shivered.

"Um?"

Brother Hui obviously saw Zhang San showing his big white teeth, "Zhang San, we meet again, why are you hiding behind a woman?"

Zhang San leaned closer to Wen Ning's back, "Sister Ning, he is the man who ganked me in the dungeon because I didn't join the Killing City!"

Wen Ning's eyes lit up when she heard this. The person in front of her now was not a notorious guild member, but her darling!

It's money!

It’s a lot of money!

"Hey, do you know Brother Hui?"

Grandma glanced at Li Manjue with a gray brow, and when she saw Li Manjue, she was furious, "It's you, you stinking bitch!"

Li Manjue grabbed Wen Ning's shoulders and looked slightly pale.

Brother Hui glanced at Li Manjue, whose hair covered his face, and asked, "What, Ermao, do you know that woman?"

"Of course, I know her since she turned into ashes. It was this bitch who designed me in the last copy and made me lose a puppet card."

"Oh, then this is not a coincidence."

Brother Hui pressed his fists and said to Wen Ning: "Hey, woman, hand over those two people behind you!"

"ha?!"

Wen Ning glanced at the two of them inexplicably, protected Zhang San and Li Manjue behind him and whispered: "San'er, there are two from the Killing City this time. I want two double 5 million, 200 million!"

When Wen Ning said this, Zhang San looked constipated, and the bed No. 7 beside him couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha."

Wen Ning glanced at the person who laughed out loud and asked in confusion: "Pretty boy, why are you laughing?"

The man's eyebrows were curved and he looked good. Faced with Wen Ning's confusion, he kindly answered: "Five million times 2 equals 10 million, and 10 million times 2 equals 20 million. The girl is good at math."

Wen Ning looked at Zhang San in surprise, and Zhang San nodded.

She looked at Li Manjue again, and Li Manjue nodded.

It’s over!

Wen Ning covered her heart and fell backwards. She died.

"Sister Ning, Sister Ning, what's wrong with you!"

Zhang San and Li Manjue felt that they were supporting Wen Ning and asked in a panic.

Wen Ning stretched out her fingers tremblingly, "I have no choice but to face the physical education teacher who taught me math!"

"Sister Ning, you can't die!"

"Sister Ning!"

The two of them cried hoarsely, leaving other players who woke up confused.

Ermao from the Killing City chuckled, "I thought he was a powerful guy, but I didn't expect it to be Jiuluoyu."

As he spoke, he pulled out a knife and walked towards Li Manjue, "You bitch, it's unlucky for you to meet me. I didn't kill you in the last game, but you must die this time!"

Ermao stretched out his hand to grab it, but was captured instead.

With a smile on her face, Wen Ning twisted off Er Mao's hand, took the knife and ruffled her hair, "Don't glare at me, you're so shy?"

Er Mao protected his wrist and stepped back three steps, took out a card and pressed it on the broken card, the green light flashed brightly.

Waiting for the green light to disappear, Ermao quickly used his wrists to get angry on the spot, "What the hell are you!"

"Oh, don't open your mouth and just say bad words. It's so bad."

Wen Ning turned the knife and sat on the hospital bed with a brighter smile.

"Nine leaky fish, seeking death!"

Ermao took out the card, Wen Ning's expression was serious, and the battlefield was about to break out.

Brother Hui suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Er Mao, "Miss, do you want to join the Killing City?"

"Brother Hui!"

Er Mao cried out excitedly, but was glared back by the man.

Er Mao didn't dare to speak and could only stare at Wen Ning evilly.

"I don't."

Wen Ning decisively refused.

Brother Hui's vicious skin twitched slightly, "Miss, we don't dislike you for not receiving higher education."

Wen Ning was stabbed in the heart again, "Oh no, isn't it just a miscalculation of the numbers? I was just blinded by money and made a mistake that everyone in the world would make! No, this is pure academic discrimination, and I won't join in."

As soon as these words came out, the player in bed No. 7 laughed again. He looked at everyone and all their eyes were focused on him. He coughed lightly and said: "Everyone, please continue, don't pay attention to me."

Before Brother Hui could say anything, Ermao jumped out first, "You, you are the one who looks down on us!"

"Of course I look down on you."

A charming voice sounded, and the player in bed No. 1 curled his lips and flicked his fingers.

"Your reputation as a killing city is well-known in the forum."

"Yes, yes! The forum has saved you face. Not only do you discriminate against and exploit newcomers, you also sacrifice newcomers and kill people indiscriminately for points."

The player in bed No. 3 is speaking. He also has a good skin. Unlike the gentle and gentle man in bed No. 7, he smiles as flatly as a fox.

"you…"

Er Mao was about to point at the noses of the two and curse, when Brother Hui stopped him.

"The paper is drunk with gold and red roses, Shen Yu is the smiling tiger in the song of thorns, Song Yi, the analyzer, has long admired his name."

"Liu Hui, the third in command of the Killing City has also been admired for a long time."

Shen Yu in bed No. 7 smiled and nodded.

"Oh, I've really admired you for a long time." Manshu turned her hair and glanced quickly at Shen Yu and Song Yi, "This is the first time that the top three guilds on the red list appear together in a dungeon."

"It's indeed the first time."

Song Yi lay lazily on the bed and replied.

The atmosphere suddenly changed in an instant, and Wen Ning and the others seemed a little insignificant.

"It's rare to see more than ten people. Let's introduce ourselves."
Chapter completed!