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There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game

``` Entering the world of the Scripted Murder Game isn't scary. Playing the role of the murderer is still doable. Playing the role of the victim is fine. Playing the role of a girl is manageable. Even if you have to deal with dark, strange monsters, and accidentally get tainted by them, it's no big deal. Shuo looked at the script in his hand and felt that he could still play the part! … But after adding a bunch of teammates with mental issues, he felt that he couldn't go on acting. This script is a bit off too! Shuo, "Can we not have a murderer, a victim, a girl, or psychos, and just have a normal person?" … —————— 【Non-traditional Scripted Murder Mystery Game】 【Attention: The plot will gradually shift from normal to bizarre, focusing on tasks. Each Scripted Murder Game script is original, not fan-made. Non-original scripts will be indicated.】 【Ensemble cast, with undercovers, role-playing, disguises, no female lead.】 ```

Mid spring, tenth month · Kinh dị ma quái
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
504 Chs

Chapter 380: Died So Miserably_3

"Bang!"

Xu Shuo kicked him, sending him flying.

Her low-heeled leather shoes stomped ruthlessly onto the man's chest and abdomen. The immense force flung him against the wall, where he slid down, and the fruit knife he had been clutching flew from his grasp.

The man collapsed onto the ground, retching acid, as the pain in his chest brought him back from the brink of madness.

He struggled to lift his head and saw the girl take a few steps to pick up the fruit knife that had fallen to the floor. She even tested its sharpness in her hand.

Then, she looked over at him.

Xu Shuo said with a light laugh, "It's really sharp, huh? You love her so much, you must want the same outcome as her, right?"

The sunlight from outside couldn't penetrate the room, as the girl looked down from her lofty position, her eyes dark with an uncontrollable sense of extreme terror!

The man curled up in the corner trembling out loud, "You... who the hell are you, are you a demon..."

"A demon?"