Werewolf: I'm a natural showman, you win easily

Chapter 24 A harmonious and polite review

After the system review is completed, players can discuss it freely.

Ren Fan was undoubtedly the focus of everyone's attention. His operation in this game was really beyond the understanding of normal people.

It's a show indeed, but it's also really outrageous.

"Player 11, what are you doing? Why are you dancing to be a witch if you're not a witch?"

Player No. 5, the witch, asked impatiently.

And his confusion is exactly the confusion of all the players on the field. How dare Ren Fan to kill a civilian wearing witch's clothes?

Fortunately, player No. 10 blew himself up and the Wolves handed in their cards, otherwise all the good guys would have been dragged into the ditch.

It would be fine if Ren Fan was just a newbie, the key is that he can be matched with them, he is definitely a veteran. For a veteran to play like this is really a bit out of his mind.

So no matter whether they are good guys or wolves, they are all very curious about Ren Fan's mental journey and reasons behind becoming a witch. They can't just decide to become a witch on a whim, right?
"Can't I jump into the Witch role if I'm not a Witch, brother? Did we win or lose this game? Why did player 4 self-slash, and why did players 7 and 10 self-destruct? Aren't they all because of my actions?"

Ren Fan smiled and said, "I jumped the witch on the police to pretend to be a big brother. Don't you all think that I am very bad at chatting? Player No. 12 is a smart man. In the round after the police, he finally realized that I chatted so hard because I wanted to become a high-level prophet."

"And this is exactly what I want you to get. In other words, I predicted your logic. I'm betting that you can get the prediction that I'm deliberately talking about and making a high 10."

"In this way, you will definitely be able to play 10 or 11 double wolves."

"Once the logic of the double wolves at 10 and 11 came out, if the witch knew how to play, she would not jump out to look for a knife, but would choose to hide, allowing me to push player 10 out of the game with my clothes on."

“Although I will take poison at night, when the wolf sees the reversed cards when he wakes up the next day, he will know that I am not a witch, but the eldest brother who left.”

"This is my second goal, to occupy the gargoyle's pit to death."

"When the little wolves thought the gargoyles were no longer present, the real gargoyles in the external positions delivered messages to them. Believe me, they simply couldn't listen."

"As for why you can't listen, it has to do with your subconscious and psychology. I won't go into details about this. Anyway, you just need to know that this is one of the benefits of my witch dance."

"If the little wolves don't have that tension in their hearts, they will recklessly look for a position to resist pushing, and won't think about whether the opponent is the big brother. Then the big brother may be used as a position to resist pushing or be directly stabbed."

"In short, I will take over the witch's attack. First, I can send player 10 flying. Second, I can block a blow for the witch, provided that she is smart enough. Third, I can wear the gargoyle's clothes and leave, so that the real gargoyle cannot recognize the little wolf. As long as I eat poison, I will definitely be a gargoyle."

Ren Fan talked about his thoughts and mental journey of dancing to the witch in one breath.

There are indeed profits, that is undeniable, but his entire operation and thinking are simply dancing on the edge of a knife.

If one is not careful, things will go wrong and the good guys will fall.

This kind of gameplay is only suitable for games of a relatively high level, and is suitable for people who like to play tricks and have a big heart.

Otherwise, just keep the water level down.

Ren Fan just wanted to pretend to be a big brother in civilian clothes and win the MVP for the Show Wolf Team.

"Are you really... not afraid that the witch will join the Wolf Team because of your words and actions? What if you are killed during the day and the prophet is poisoned at night? Have you thought about it?"

After hearing the reasons and reasons why Ren Fan jumped into the witch trap, everyone was speechless. They finally understood that Ren Fan was using the good guys' win or loss to show off his skills.

If we lose, it’s everyone’s fault, and we lose together. If we win, it’s his, at least he gets the MVP award.

This guy is so dishonest!
But it's worth learning. The bolder you are, the more productive you are. If you want to stand out, you have to be like Ren Fan and not take the usual path.

Who of those who have accomplished great things since ancient times is a well-behaved and honest person? They are all desperate and risky people.

"Of course I've thought about it, so I said that playing this way will test the witch's configuration. It's best not to jump out of the double wolves at level 10 or 11."

Ren Fan said: "If you have to jump out, just like player 5, you should first play player 10, so that player 8 can play the Hell Police Badge flow from a positive perspective."

"If he can't think of the 10th and 11th wolves or doesn't listen to other people's logic and insists on playing the 2nd and 11th wolves, first killing me and then poisoning player 2, then I can only say that he has encountered a pit bull. It is unlikely that there will be such a stubborn witch in this situation. I trust you."

Upon hearing this, Player No. 5 rolled his eyes and thought to himself, thank you for trusting me so much.

Damn it, Ren Fan’s performance was impressive in this game, but he lost the MVP award.

And if nothing unexpected happens, the MVP will definitely go to Ren Fan.

Walk in other people's paths and leave them with no way to go. Ren Fan can do it!
"No, brother, you said you were going to take over the fight, so why not just be quiet and do the job? Why do you have to make it so exciting? You should always carry blood pressure medication with you, right?"

Player No. 2 is still frightened when he thinks about it now. He was almost turned into a tough wolf by Ren Fan.

Fortunately, Witch 5 is not stubborn, thinks a lot, and has high configuration. Otherwise, the good guys will definitely suffer a blood collapse. Ren Fan can be called the fifth wolf.

"A good indicator of water? Then let me ask you a question. If I shoot a civilian car and work hard to measure water for two rounds, is it likely that I will have to suffer from anti-push in the end? Don't tell me that it won't happen. Aren't civilian cars used to resist push?"

The reason why Ren Fan wanted to do such a trick is because he knew too well the result of his shooting at the surface. Unless 10 was a big hit, otherwise, he would definitely be the one to be resisted.

"I think Player 11 played very well. Don't talk about ifs or luck. He really has the ability. As the saying goes, you can't do a job without the right tools. His speech achieved the effect he wanted."

Player No. 12 was generous with his praise. "It's quite embarrassing now that I think about it. I thought I had figured out the purpose of Player No. 11's chat, but it turned out that he deliberately let me figure it out. I completely predicted what kind of logic my speech would lead the good guys to figure out. It's really awesome."

"I've seen many civilians dressed up as big brothers to trick Little Wolf into self-destructing, but I've never seen a civilian dressed up as a witch to occupy the gargoyle pit. The more I think about it, the more I think it's amazing."

"Oh, basic operations, don't do that!"

Ren Fan smiled.

"Player 3, you proved that I was a wolf on the first night, why didn't you tell me something? If you had shown some sign, we wouldn't have thought that 11 was the big brother."

At this time, player No. 4 suddenly said.

They really didn't expect that player No. 3 was a gargoyle. It was not until the game No. 7 blew himself up that they realized they were fooled. Ren Fan was not the big brother. It was really embarrassing that he was fooled by a civilian with a wolf in his hand.

However, Player No. 3, who was a gargoyle, didn't think of delivering a message to them, which was really wrong.

It would be fine if Player No. 3 didn’t know who his wolf teammate was, but the problem was that he had detected the wolf on the first night, so why was there no sound at all?

Player No. 4 thinks that Player No. 3 is incompetent as the big brother. His clothes were snatched away by others, but he was indifferent. Was he sleepwalking?
"Idiot, you still have the nerve to say this, isn't what I said on the police station obvious enough?"

Player 3 couldn't help but curse, "I said 4 and 10 shouldn't be double wolves. If 4 and 10 are double wolves, 10 is too much of a camera, it's a complete betrayal to teammates. I repeatedly clicked 4 and 10 double wolves no less than three times. Do you have donkey hair stuffed in your ears?"

"How many people ordered 4 or 10 pairs of wolves? I said 4 or 10 pairs of wolves so many times, even a stone should have understood it, right? But you were like sticks, with no reaction at all."

"Now you're telling me I didn't express anything, and I expressed anything, damn it, do you want me to openly tell you that I'm the eldest brother?"

"Oh no, I'm flattering you by saying that. With your limited understanding, I'm afraid if I claim to be your big brother, you'll think I'm a fake."

Player No. 3 was getting angrier and angrier as he spoke. He repeatedly clicked on the 4th and 10th double wolves on the police. It was so obvious that it couldn't be more obvious. He even felt that the good guys were suspecting that he was passing on a message.

As a result, Player No. 4 didn't react at all, and now he blames him for not passing on the message. Where did this fool come from? The points must have been gained by someone else.

"Can't you just talk nicely? Why is your mouth so foul? You have to spew shit."

Player No. 4 frowned.

But after hearing what 3 said, it seems that he has ignored this problem. But if you review the situation carefully and summarize the experience and lessons, you can improve your level. Why be so aggressive?

"My mouth stinks, haha, bro, can I ask you a question?"

Player No. 3 sneered.

"what?"

"Is your head full of shit?"

"You're all I can think of, you idiot."

"..."

"Player No. 10, let me ask you if you have a brain injury. If you want to self-destruct, then do it. Why sell us out? If you are in a hurry to attend the funeral, then don't play the game."

Player No. 7 was extremely upset with Player No. 8's behavior of selling out his teammates. The first day hadn't even passed yet and he had to hand in his cards, yet he was still telling him not to waste time, as if his time was very precious. Maybe he was just an unemployed vagrant.

If 10 didn't rush to self-destruct, they would still have a chance to turn the tables, so player No. 7 was very resentful towards 10.

"You bastard, you only have one page left in your household registration book, right? You are such a jerk. If you hadn't attacked player No. 12 for no reason, would I have self-destructed? Don't you even look at your status? Can you beat player No. 12? You are a piece of trash who can't even find a position to resist pushing."

"You are not useless. You were made to self-destruct by a commoner. It's so funny."

"Oh, you even curse yourself when you get angry, right? I remember a certain idiot blew himself up the next day."

"..."

The Wolves' replay was intense and friendly, with sincere greetings exchanged. This was a very high-level replay, so Ren Fan did not participate. He quietly exited the room and returned to the game page.

At this time, his points had become 36. He got one point for winning the game and one point for MVP, a total of two points. Before starting this game, he had 34 points, which added up to exactly 36 points.

Originally Ren Fan's points ranking was 19th, but now it has reached 16th.

However, during this round, Ren Fan discovered that another new ID appeared in front of him.

The competition is really fierce.

Not only does the winning rate need to be high, but the total number of games must also be sufficient. Otherwise, it will be difficult to gain a place in the standings.

"Tink tink, tink tink, tinkle bell..."

At this moment, Ren Fan's cell phone suddenly rang.

When he picked it up, he saw it was an unfamiliar number. He was stunned for a moment, but still pressed the answer button.

"Hey, guess who I am!"

A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone, and his Mandarin was not very accurate.

Ren Fan carefully recalled the owner of the voice, but he really couldn't remember who it was.

"I don't know. If you don't tell me, I'll hang up." Ren Fan was in no mood to play guessing games with him.

"Oh, you can't even recognize your old friend's voice?"

The other party seemed to be afraid that Ren Fan would hang up the phone, so his tone was a little anxious.

Old friend? Who is he?
Frowning, Ren Fan felt something was wrong the more he thought about it. Damn, why is this routine so familiar? Could it be a scam?
Give it a try!
"Oh oh oh, I remember now, look at my brain, you are an old bastard!"

Before Ren Fan finished speaking, the other party couldn't wait to say: "Yes, yes, I am Lao Wang. I haven't contacted you for such a long time, I thought you had forgotten me."

Hearing this, Ren Fan immediately smiled.

It turns out to be a liar!
He was actually deceived. In his previous life, he had nothing to do and liked to tease the liar.

For this reason, he dated a girl who sold tea for half a month. However, he was short of money and could not help the girl's grandfather, so he had to end the relationship with great pain.

After that, the cement-sealed heart no longer loves.

"Lao Wang, I remember you were still two years away from being released from prison. How come you were released so early? We can't be fugitives. Listen to your brother and go back to jail for a few more years. We don't want to take advantage of this."

There was silence on the other end of the phone!

Ren Fan continued, "I know you feel wronged. Your parents are dead, some are crazy, you've been cuckolded for years, your wife was kidnapped, and your child is not your own...

"But, as the saying goes, if you want to live a decent life, you must have something on your head. Young people, it doesn't matter if you don't have money now, you will have many days without money in the future. Besides, you are not penniless, you are also sick."

"..."

After talking for five or six minutes, Ren Fan felt a little tired and drank a sip of water.

Although he couldn't see the other person's expression, he guessed it wouldn't be very good.

That’s right, the guy on the other end of the phone was really furious. He just wanted to scam some money, but he didn’t expect to be scolded right away.

It was fine at the beginning, as no one was mentioned by name, but later on, I was really scolded.

Damn it, he's in jail, cuckolded, and his third leg is broken. How can he be so cruel? There must be countless horses running through his mind.

After hanging up the phone, Ren Fan felt refreshed.

"Ding-ding-dong..."

Not long after, the phone rang again, still from an unfamiliar number.

"You still want to be scolded, right?"

Ren Fan asked, picking up the phone.

As a result, there was no response from the other party. He frowned, feeling that the atmosphere was a little strange, and asked, "Why don't you say anything? Are you pretending to be deep?"

"Excuse me, what can you do to me?"

A sweet, soft and cute voice came.

Ok?
It turned out to be a girl. Could it be that he changed his tactics and tried to use the beauty trap?

He is immune to this trick. When faced with a rich and beautiful woman who owned a tea estate, he remained calm, let alone a soft girl.

"Hey, are you listening?"

The girl asked again.

"I'm listening. I didn't expect you even knew my game ID. Girl, you're not going to tell me that you won a prize, are you? To be honest, I've won a lot of prizes since I was a child, such as Ferraris, laptops, and five million. But I'm a rich man, so I don't care about these prizes at all."

Ren Fan said with a smile.

These days personal information privacy is like street prostitutes, anyone can get it as long as they pay.

"Uh... I'm Xiao Min, a customer service representative from the Jiuyou Werewolf Club operations team. I originally wanted to ask if you have any plans to join the club, but now I'm very worried about your mental state."

Xiao Min's words made Ren Fan laugh and cry. It turned out that she was from the Werewolf Club. He thought the scammer had changed his tactics.

The most embarrassing thing is that people think he is mentally ill and are starting to worry about his mental state.

"You may not believe this, but I was just joking with you. Yes, I am the boss and I can't do anything about it, but I'm sorry, beautiful, I can't join any clubs right now."

Ren Fan shrugged helplessly.

He knew about the Jiuyou Werewolf Club, which was quite famous in Nanjiang. However, like the Xinxing Club, it was a Class B Werewolf Club.

There are some resources, but not many.

Not to mention that he cannot sign a contract with a club now, even if he can, Jiuyou would not be a team he would consider.

If you want to go, go to the S-level club. That is the stage for the strong, and it will lead you directly to the highest level of Werewolf Killing, the A-level league, which is the focus of all people.

Every time the A-League starts, there are at least several million online viewers in the live broadcast room, or even nearly tens of millions.

It is said that the number of online viewers on the last night of the A-League finals exceeded 200 million, which is terrifying just to think about.

If you can show off your highlights or perform some god-like operations on it, you will surely become famous and become a legend in the circle.

"Why? Our club can give you a higher platform, more resources and packaging. We can give you more than what others have promised you."

The other party obviously didn't understand Ren Fan's meaning and thought he was bargaining.

But this is understandable.

Now many clubs are extending olive branches to players with high points, but most of them are waiting and watching, waiting for the right price. Smart people will not easily choose a club to join.

The other party thought that Ren Fan might have received an invitation from other clubs, or hoped to be recruited by a larger club.

"Sister, it's not that I don't agree to your request, I just can't. I just left the club and I can't sign a contract with other clubs within a year. You should know this rule, right?"

Ren Fan said with a smile.

"That's it, okay."

When they heard that Ren Fan had a one-year cooling-off period for his contract, the other party's enthusiasm instantly dropped.

After hanging up the phone, Ren Fan just wanted to go to the bathroom when his phone rang again.

"Hey, what can I do to you?"

Before the other party finished speaking, Ren Fan interrupted him, "No club, thank you."

"What about food and lodging?"

"You think I'm an orc."

"..."

(End of this chapter)