"The world is full of hidden needles, waiting to prick the hands of exploration..."
There is a line like this written on the door of the villa.
Zhang Yan frowned.
Why is this line written on the door of the castle? Could it be a clue to the important main line of this script?
Outdoors, a strange smell hits my face.
Zhang Yan could feel that if he could not enter the castle within ten minutes, he would be torn apart by the strange force around him.
"You're driving me in.
It seems that the beginning of the script should be in that house.
What about the rest? "
Zhang Yan didn't see anyone else except him.
The trick door talks usually consist of ten people. I am afraid that there is more than one door in this castle and villa.
"go in."
Zhang Yan followed the path in front of the door and arrived at the gate.
Before knocking on the door, I heard a creak and the door opened by itself.
"Pretend to be a ghost."
Zhang Yan sneered.
After entering the door, there is an extremely spacious living room.
It covers an area of about two hundred square meters.
Although the decoration is exquisite, it is very dilapidated, as if it has not been maintained for many years.
Several people were already standing in the living room.
They are all soul masters.
Needless to say, these soul masters must have come to participate in the sly talks.
Zhang Yan even saw a few blond and blue-eyed foreigners.
Hearing that someone else came in, the soul masters also turned to look at him.
Zhang Yan looked at it carefully.
All the soul masters remained vigilant and did not speak to each other.
Zhang Yan hesitated for a moment and walked forward into the hall.
He also didn't say a word, but kept looking around with his eyes, quickly gathering information.
Not long after, the door opened again.
A strong man walked in.
Zhang Yan's pupils shrank, your grandma's is actually the muscular man Zhao Tianyu.
What a coincidence.
What a coincidence that Zhang Yan had an ominous premonition.
Zhao Tianyu doesn't like to use his brain very much, so he cursed as soon as he entered the door: "Damn it, this is a small place, there will be a fight later, I can't use anything."
Zhang Yan has a black line on his head.
This guy wanted to fight as soon as he walked in the door.
I don't even know what the situation is now.
He turned his head secretly, trying to pretend that he didn't recognize the other person.
But, it's too late.
Zhao Tianyu had sharp eyes and saw Zhang Yan at a glance: "Brother Zhang Yan, what a coincidence, we are in the same script."
What a coincidence for your sister.
Zhang Yan wanted to strangle him to death.
Most of the people in the trick talk were strangers. At first glance, there was a scene of acquaintances meeting and fellow villagers meeting fellow villagers.
It's absolutely impossible to die without tears in your eyes.
But a disaster.
None of the other soul masters are familiar with each other, but you are the only two who are familiar with each other.
For other soul masters, they are the targets of exclusion and priority.
This is human nature.
Even if the basis of the trick talks is to clear up the script, it would be good if we can work together to act together.
But people from different countries are inherently hostile and competitive.
Everyone wants to be the last person to get through the script, and the best thing is to be the only one.
This way you can keep all the profits.
Therefore, once a group of acquaintances appears, other soul masters will definitely find ways to destroy the other party.
But obviously, Zhao Tianyu didn't expect this at all.
I really don’t know if he had taken a good class before coming to the Guild Gate Conference.
Muscular man Zhao Tianyu ran up to Zhang Yan, loudspeaker blaring non-stop: "Brother Zhang Yan, do you have any clues?
Which script is this?
Damn it, foreigners.
I haven't seen a living foreigner in a long time.
That girl is pretty, her ass is so perky that she can sit on it.
Brother Zhang Yan, take a quick look.
Damn, there are black people.
With this complexion, at night I can really only see his teeth..."
Zhang Yan smiled bitterly.
"Brother Zhang Yan, why don't you speak?"
Zhao Tianyu said strangely.
At this moment, another person walked in outside the castle gate.
As soon as this person appeared, Zhao Tianyu opened his voice and wanted to shout.
Zhang Yan had quick eyes and quick hands and covered his mouth.
"Uuuu, brother Zhang Yan, what are you doing?"
Zhao Tianyu complained.
"Shut up, don't say anything."
Zhang Yan whispered.
Although Zhao Tianyu didn't understand, even though his brain was not working well, he could still feel Zhang Yan's chill.
He finally stopped.
He lowered his head obediently.
The person who just came in was Huang Zeyu, a man in uniform.
Is there really such a coincidence?
A script that involves three soul masters from the same country.
And these three people happened to know each other a day ago.
Something is wrong.
Something is definitely wrong.
This can no longer be explained by coincidence.
Zhang Yan's heart shrank and he looked at the soul masters from other countries.
A creepy feeling surged through his body.
He seemed to have thought of something.
The man in uniform was very cautious, although he was a little surprised when he saw Zhang Yan and muscular man Zhao Tianyu.
But it's well concealed.
He did not greet Zhang Yan rashly, but found a corner and sat down.
From beginning to end, he and Zhang Yan had no eye contact.
Zhao Tianyu also felt something was wrong, and lowered his voice and asked: "Brother Zhang Yan, why don't brothers Huang Zeyu come over to say hello to us?"
Zhang Yan glared at him and said sternly: "From now on, you are not allowed to speak without my consent.
If you don't want to die. "
Muscular man Zhao Tianyu shuddered.
Zhang Yan is serious.
There was even a murderous aura coming from him.
The kind that would really kill him.
Zhao Tianyu was frightened even though he had E3 level strength.
This was the first time in his life that he felt such fierce killing intent from a person.
"There are twelve people in total, is that true?"
Zhang Yan waited for more than ten minutes, and finally no more soul master came in.
Among these twelve people, except for himself and Zhao Tianyu, who took the initiative to find them, everyone was far away from each other.
The huge living room was filled with dead silence.
You can hear the needle drop.
Suddenly, a voice appeared in Zhang Yan's mind: "Brother Zhang Yan!
can you hear? "
Zhang Yan frowned, and he found that Zhao Tianyu beside him was also shaken, turning his neck as if looking for something.
"Brain sound transmission?"
Zhang Yan was shocked.
Immediately afterwards, the voice rang again: "Brother Zhao Tianyu, stop looking around and lower your head."
"Are you Huang Zeyu?"
Zhang Yan tried to speak in his head.
Sure enough, the voice replied: “That’s right.
Mr. Zhang Yan was not surprised at all. He seemed to be aware of this strange skill. "
"Your soul object is very special and very practical."
Zhang Yan praised.
Huang Zeyu said: “It is easy to use, but it has many limitations.
Don't worry, don't you think it's strange why the three of us are in the same script?
This probability is really too low. "
"Yes, I have suspected it for a long time."
Zhang Yan said: "And it's not just us, I'm afraid there are also four groups of 9 other people who are also acquaintances."
Huang Zeyu was surprised: "How could it be possible? Where did Mr. Zhang Yan see it?"
“It’s simple, although they keep their distance, their bodies don’t lie.
Even if there is a distance, when facing an acquaintance who is more trustworthy, humans will subconsciously relax, reduce vigilance, and relax their muscles. "
After listening to Zhang Yan's words, Huang Zeyu and Zhao Tianyu both looked at the other nine soul masters at the same time.
At first glance, they were shocked.
Sure enough, it was exactly what Zhang Yan said.
Although there were twelve people in this sly talk, a group of three familiar soul masters appeared.
This is completely different from previous trick-door talks.
I have never even heard of a similar situation.
"Aren't the soul masters who will be interviewed by the trick door all random?"
Huang Zeyu felt that his common sense had been subverted.
"Not necessarily. As far as I know, there is a script where a similar situation occurs."
Zhang Yan said coldly.
"Brother Zhang Yan, you know which script this is."
Huang Zeyu asked in surprise.
"Know."
Zhang Yan said word by word: "This is the place you least want to enter, the fixed script No. 44."
