Start With a Super Villa

Just as the man with glasses finished speaking, a text message suddenly sounded.

I saw him take the phone out of his pocket and look at it.

The man with glasses smiled involuntarily.

“Fun, so funny”

After whispering something, he raised his head and said again.

"The instructor's text message is here!"

The voice fell, and everyone in the audience stood up immediately.

The sloppy appearance before was gone, and the atmosphere seemed very serious.

In this organization, the word instructor is like an imperial decree!

The man with glasses put down his phone and was still sitting on a chair.

"What the instructor means, since the invitation is sent out, no matter who receives it, the rules cannot be broken!"

"So, this mission continues!"

"Next, I will introduce all the information about this goal!"

Hearing this, all the members of the organization pricked up their ears.

"Hong Wenyu, 26 years old, from Qingshui City"

"Currently working in an adventure house in Jinhu Bay"

'40 hours left in his death'

When a name is said from his mouth, it also means that the owner of the name can basically say goodbye to this world.

At the same time, when one of the members in the mask heard the words Hong Wenyu, his expression changed slightly.

However, his reaction did not escape the eyes of the man with glasses.

"It's interesting, the goal this time is to have a mentoring relationship with a member of our organization."

"Really? Number 9"

When the voice fell, many people looked a little surprised.

The goal this time is to have something to do with the number 9 in the organization! This is truly unprecedented.

The red-haired number 10, the burly man smiled involuntarily.

"This is interesting, I like to watch this kind of cannibalism!"

At this moment, a man turned around and said to everyone with his back.

"No. 1, you don't have to talk to me in a weird way. It's true that Hong Wenyu is my apprentice, but since he didn't know how to accept the invitation from the god of death, he should be damned!"

"So you don't have to test me, I will never show mercy to anyone!"

This is extremely cold.

But no one can see No. 9's expression at this time, because he has always turned his back to everyone.

Hearing this, the man with glasses showed a satisfied look.

"Very good, I like your attitude!"

"But the goal this time is a small role after all, so you don't need to do it."

"No. 16, No. 17 out!"

As he finished speaking, two men, one tall and one short, came out of the queue.

"exist!"

The man with glasses looked at the two of them and smiled.

"This task is left to the two of you!"

"I don't want any more accidents to happen then, otherwise the two of you will end up just like him!"

As soon as the voice fell, the young man hanging by the wire exploded instantly.

"boom!"

Blood splattered all over the place.

If ordinary people see such a picture, it is estimated that they will be scared to wet their pants.

And the strong bloody smell will make people vomit.

But everyone here is used to it. It seems that death has always been near and far and never left.

Because they know death too well!

Two men, one tall and one short, looked a little impatient.

"understood!"

After speaking, the two of them looked at No. 9 with their backs to the crowd at the same time, and then raised the corners of their mouths together, revealing a bloody and evil smile.

There are no companions here, only opponents!

Seems to be able to kill people related to Number 9, they are happy and willing to serve.

Just when everyone here had a playful smile on their faces, only one middle-aged uncle had a normal expression.

Looking at the back of No. 9, the middle-aged uncle was distracted and seemed to be thinking about something.

He quickly sighed and said, "Since the tasks are all assigned, I'll go to sleep if I have nothing to do."

After speaking, the middle-aged uncle ignored the crowd, lay directly on the concrete floor, and fell asleep with his guitar in his arms.

Strength here represents status, although many people want to kill the middle-aged uncle at this moment.

But he ranked sixth after all, so some people dare not act rashly for the time being, but they have been thinking about how to attack!

The burly man with red hair, then glanced at the middle-aged uncle on the ground.

I saw his fist clenched slightly, and it seemed that he couldn't help but want to do it, because by killing No. 6, his ranking here can be improved.

But just as he was about to lift his foot, the middle-aged uncle who was closing his eyes on the ground suddenly spoke.

"I don't mind if anyone wants to die!"

These words were very sudden, and instantly dispelled many people's thoughts of sneak attack.

The red-haired man on the 10th also knew that the sneak attack would be fruitless, so he hurriedly shifted his gaze to the man with glasses, and then made up a topic and asked.

"No. 1, what about the original target?"

Hearing that, the man with glasses sitting on the chair smiled softly.

"The original goal will be discussed later. Now kill this guy surnamed Hong first!"

"Oh, got it"

When the red-haired man saw that the atmosphere had improved a little, he hurriedly took a step back and secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He just felt a strong murderous aura emanating from the middle-aged uncle on the ground. Fortunately, he was witty, otherwise he should have been ravaged to death by now.

screen everything.

At this time, in the changing room of the Huge Boring Adventure House.

Yun Fan looked at Hong Wenyu who was squatting on the ground with a desperate face and said.

"It's no use complaining now, all you have to do now is listen to me"

"Maybe, there is still a little bit of vitality!"

Yun Fan also knew the horror of death invitations, so he couldn't guarantee that he could definitely help Hong Wenyu.

But he didn't want to die, so he would still provide some help.

Hearing this, Hong Wenyu hurriedly raised his head and said.

"President Yun, what you say, I will listen to you!"

Seeing that he was still obedient, Yun Fan said with a sigh.

"All you have to do now is pretend nothing happened"

"According to the time on the death invitation, you should have 40 hours left to be safe"

"So we have to use this time reasonably!"

At this time, Yun Fan was Hong Wenyu's only hope, so he hurriedly nodded.

"Okay, Mr. Yun, I will do what you say!"

After speaking, he stood up and wiped the tears on his face with a towel, and then continued to take a deep breath, trying to relax himself.

Yun Fan stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, giving him an encouraging smile.

"That's it!"

"Since it happened, you should face it with a normal heart"

"Come on, come out of the dressing room with me now, no one can say anything about this, you know?"