Chapter 171: Horror Night at the Prom (4)

In fact, this is what this game looks like when it requires tacit understanding, and sometimes, it really needs that kind of heart-to-heart feeling.

If two people don't cooperate well enough, they will fall.

For example, the pair of men and women on my left, I don't know if the man did it on purpose, anyway, I saw him deliberately squatting down, and then his female companion fell down, the man was very heroic and made a human flesh pad, and the woman also unceremoniously lay on him, looking at each other, and the picture was frozen.

Come on, it's the right eye.

Of course, in the whole scene, except for people like me, who are dedicated to several uses, many people just watch the hilarity and jokes, and don't care about the future development of this eliminated man and woman at all.

Perhaps the only thing he cared about was the child in the ghost pig head mask in front of me, because every time he saw this scene of men and women facing each other almost closely, he would ask himself, why wasn't that man him?

The cooperation between me and Jiang Shishi was really tacit, at least when I stretched out my leg and tripped over another pair of Ji Ji combinations, Jiang Shishi did not panic because of my trouble.

Although we know that there are quirks in this masquerade party, we still have a good time playing this entertainment-oriented game. The moment she crossed the finish line, Jiang Shishi jumped up excitedly and pounced on me, and the little arm wrapped my neck tightly, giving me the urge to push it along the way.

Fortunately, the buddy was strong-willed, so he was not counterattacked by this little goblin.

But when she jumped, she directly lifted one of my legs, and my buddy's center of gravity was unstable, well, I pressed Nobita.

No one noticed, and I whispered something in Nobita's ear, only to see us crash into each other in the dim light, falling like blocks, causing everyone to laugh.

Jiang Shishi and I hurriedly tore off the rope tied to our ankles, and she actually stayed by my side, following me all the time, refusing to leave half a step.

I was helpless, so I could only let her follow.

At the end of the five sets of competitions, the four people who were eliminated each time disappeared into thin air, and they were all completed between the flashing and extinguishing of the light bulb, and the speed was amazing, and no one except me noticed it.

People have such a strong ability to adapt, from the initial surprise to the later habitual, it only took twenty minutes before and after, more simple things.

In the blink of an eye, a gathering of sixty people went to twenty people, and a third of them were directly killed, which is not a small number.

In my opinion, there are only two ways to quickly transfer people away.

First, it is easy to have a powerful master and a few good subordinates save zài, and 4 people disappear each time.

Second, there is a powerful ghost in this hall now, who can use the ghost to cover the eyes, which is similar to the ghost hitting the wall or something, relying on the ghost to cover the eyes and blind our senses, and the twenty people are still in this room, but I don't know where they are piled up.

Personally, I prefer the second option, after all, it is not so easy to disappear 4 people at a time at a time.

I can't think of any other way to achieve this effect than the use of blinding methods by some spirits.

As for why I didn't perceive the existence of ghosts, it was the work of this dim light.

I was able to spot ghosts, and a great deal relied on my powerful inspiration and ghostly eyes.

The light flickered and flickered, just to make my eyes uncomfortable, so as to distract myself.

Anyway, sixty people have become forty people now, and the whole hall seems to be much empty.

Those who stayed behind enjoyed that feeling of joy, and no one felt sorry for the losers, or felt nostalgic for them.

At this time, Lao Mu's voice came in again: "Congratulations on your successful promotion, in fact, the remaining forty of you are the real protagonists who can participate in this masquerade." Next, please move on to the next part, Truth or Dare, this round we will select ten students who have passed guò for the final competition.

Let's start grouping, it's still the old rule, five groups, a group of eight. ”

I'm rough, and it's an elimination system, and I secretly scolded this so-called organizer in my heart for being cunning enough, and I haven't shown up yet, so I want to see how many tricks you can still play, and when will you show your true face.

The so-called Truth or Dare is nothing more than a game of questions and answers and punishment, and playing this kind of game in this environment, most people have downplayed the punishment, so the vast majority of people only play Truth or Dare, and there is no zài adventure.

When I found out that there were only two men in suits at our table, I knew I was going to be out of luck.

Just imagine how unlucky it must be to talk about this topic at a table with a group of masked women.

In fact, after this incident, I found that when a woman wears a mask and is no longer reserved, it is no different from a hooligan.

At least I know it at this point.

First of all, the brother and I didn't even have the most basic self-subjectivity, and the six girls directly deprived the two of us of the right to win, and directly became the losing side, and the muzzle of the gun was unanimously aimed at the most ** problem and the most embarrassing situation of the two of us.

That buddy chose to tell the truth, thinking that he couldn't destroy you female hooligans with his own boys?

God is pitiful, there are only tired cattle in the world, and there are no ploughed fields.

In the same way, there are only girls in this world who are more daring than boys, but there are no boys who are more vexatious than girls.

As soon as this classmate opened his mouth to tell the truth, the six female classmates immediately began to ask questions one by one.

What do you wash your hands in the toilet? What is the biggest tragedy in the world? What do you think your fart stinks or not? Is there anything else you wash your ass every day?

The boy at the same table I was directly defeated, and I was knocked out without even holding out three questions.

This guy was in tears, lying there more resentful than a resentful woman, without any fighting spirit at all, and at first glance it was the fate of being eliminated.

God is pitiful, what is in the head of this group of girls, how can there be such a strange problem? How did you come up with it?

I was the only boy on the table, and I suddenly had the illusion of being a sheep facing a pack of wolves.

Could it be that the buddy is going to be killed at this level, and then taken away inexplicably, and then to explore the truth of this whole thing?

I vaguely feel that if I don't pass the test, I'm afraid that I will miss the truth of this matter forever.

In all kinds of helplessness, truth or dare, you always have to choose one.

Thinking about the embarrassment of that buddy just now, I gritted my teeth and chose to take a big risk.

Then came the first question that awkwarded me.