"One more person to die?
Who will die? "
Huang Zeyu's eyes widened.
Zhang Yan did not speak, but looked at the chairs on both sides of the dining table.
Huang Zeyu followed his gaze and felt a chill all over his body.
Of the 12 soul masters, one died inexplicably in the living room, leaving 11 people left.
There are only 10 chairs in the restaurant...
The three of them had already taken their seats, and there were only seven empty chairs left.
Is it possible that people who cannot sit down in restaurants will die?
As expected, looking at the chaotic crowd, the woman in black skirt frowned: "Dear guests, please take a seat. Within one minute, if the guests are not seated, something bad will happen."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the soul masters who were still standing began to grab their seats.
In the scene just now in the living room, Zhang Yan and the others came into the living room early, so Huang Zeyu and Zhao Tianyu didn't know how the dead soul master died.
But the remaining eight soul masters witnessed the miserable death process of the soul master with their own eyes.
Looking at the remaining seven seats, it's not clear what's going on.
Everyone swarmed to grab seats.
In the end, a blond soul master with a high nose failed to grab a seat.
There were only ten seconds left before the one-minute limit given by the woman in black skirt.
"Get up here, I am a noble from a country where the sun never sets. Give me your seat."
The blond and high-nosed soul master pointed at the curry country soul master and scolded.
The curry country's soul master sneered: "Sir, what age is this?
The sun never sets!
The sun never sets on this small part of your empire. If a few more strange things happen to you, the entire country may be gone. "
Zhang Yan found it very interesting.
He had heard about it a long time ago. Although the Trick Door Conference was a random combination of soul masters from all countries, even if they did not know the foreign languages of each country, it would not affect the communication.
Weird World can automatically convert foreign languages into native languages that everyone can understand.
This is quite considerate.
"How dare you insult my empire on which the sun never sets!"
The soul master from the country where the sun never sets said angrily.
The soul master of Curry Country responded tit-for-tat: "How funny, why should I give it to a person who is about to die?"
"Bastard thing."
The soul master from the Sun Never Sets Country reached out his hand and grabbed the soul master from the Curry Country.
Wanted to pull him up.
Naturally, the soul master of Curry Country was not willing to be outdone. He showed no intention of moving his buttocks away and just went back to fight with the soul master of Never Sets the Sun.
The same two foreigners with high noses sitting not far away looked at each other, then took out their own soul-sending weapons at the same time, and began to help the soul-sending master that the sun never sets.
“Damn it, these bastards where the sun never sets, they don’t have martial ethics.
Brothers take action. "
The soul master of Curry Country saw something bad, and after cursing, he immediately called for help.
Not only a black man but also a white and tall soul master hesitated a little and took action.
There were six soul masters, five of them sitting and one standing, fighting each other hard.
Apart from the three Zhang Yan, the remaining two soul masters, who were of yellow race like Zhang Yan and others, stared with gleaming eyes.
He seemed thoughtful.
This time, everyone came to their senses.
At first, everyone felt that they only had their own country, but three familiar people came in one breath.
A situation that had never happened before made them think that they were possessed by the European Emperor and were about to rise.
Unexpectedly, there were four groups of three people in Grandma Te's, all of whom were familiar teams.
See through, don’t tell.
Now I have both seen through it and said it through.
Everyone also understood it tacitly.
The black-haired woman sitting at the main seat smiled and looked at the out-of-control brawl in the restaurant.
Finally, she spoke: “It’s time.
Let me see what kind of punishment should be given to the distinguished guests who have not yet sat down. "
The moment she took out the dice, a strange force bound everyone.
Everyone remained in the same position as before, unable to move at all.
This was the second time Zhang Yan and the others felt this power, and they were not surprised.
But the remaining eight people were shocked.
After the woman in the black dress rolled the dice, she looked down at the dice rolling on the table.
Bang, bang, bang.
Everyone also looked at the dice on the table.
But most people are too far away to see it clearly.
Only the seat where Zhang Yan was sitting was closest to the woman in the black skirt.
Just when the dice was about to stop, the woman in black seemed to be aware of everyone's attention. She giggled and covered the dice: "I saw it, I saw it.
The honored guest who is still standing will be killed by the chandelier. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the heavy chandelier above his head fell down with a bang.
He smashed the standing Sun Never Sets Soul Master into meat cakes.
Everyone was stunned and turned pale.
"Hehe, now that all the distinguished guests have taken their seats, please enjoy the lunch I made for you.
After lunch, let’s get started! "
After the woman in the black skirt finished speaking, she began to eat her lunch with gusto.
She ate gracefully, cutting open the bloody intestines with a knife and fork, and bringing small bites to her mouth.
Everyone was creepy.
Naturally, it is even less likely that anyone will eat the food on the table.
Even Zhang Yan didn't eat it.
"Are these foods poisonous?"
Muscular man Zhao Tianyu asked secretly.
"should not."
Zhang Yan shook his head: "Since that woman said she wanted to play games with us, she wouldn't tamper with the food.
Because this is too low.
These foods are probably just made to look bloody and disgusting, and the ingredients are indeed normal ingredients.
If you want to eat, that's fine. "
"real?"
Zhao Tianyu was so happy that he actually took the plate and ate some: "Damn, it tastes really good."
Huang Zeyu, a man in uniform, frowned: "Brother Zhang Yan, she said she would play games with us after lunch.
What game do you think it will be? "
"Not sure."
Zhang Yan shook his head.
"But you obviously guessed so many things right...Brother Zhang Yan, if there is any danger in the future, you must warn him in advance.
Brother's life is in your hands. "
Although Zhang Yan did not admit that he had a prophecy-type soul-residing object, Zhang Yan made the right move in two consecutive steps.
In this weird and fatal script, Huang Zeyu firmly decided to hug Zhang Yan's thigh.
Now it seems that this script is not based on strength.
After all, the soul master whose strength never sets was as high as E5, but he was killed by a chandelier.
This is very unscientific.
An E5 level soul master has a physique equivalent to ten people, even if the chandelier weighs one ton.
But smashing the E5 Soul Master into a pulp is too exaggerated.
Among them, there must be something fishy.
This ghost script probably has the unreasonable power of rules-based ghost stories.
After the woman in the black dress had finished eating, she raised her head and clapped her hands.
She didn't care at all whether the soul masters had eaten or not, and whether they dared to eat the food on the table, she just said excitedly: "Now that all the distinguished guests have eaten and drank, our game will officially begin..."
