Thriller Game: The Mad Beauty Who Has No Martial Morality

The gangster swallowed unconsciously. His extreme panic and timidity made his brain so tense that he could no longer control his facial expressions.

"No, no..."

His voice was trembling.

"Have you received a kind of doll?" Xia Lingge asked her question directly.

The gangster didn't understand what Xia Lingge meant. He swallowed again, his voice still trembling: "What...?"

Suddenly there was a kick on the shoulder.

"Answer well."

The pain caused by the crushing of his shoulder was not even one-tenth of the low pressure caused by the boy in the black jacket. The gangster boy's eyes were filled with physiological tears, and his teeth couldn't help but start to tremble: "I, I am real not understand……"

"It's just a doll that looks exactly like me. It feels like it appeared out of thin air." Xia Lingge tried his best to simplify and explain the reason clearly.

The gangster boy was still a little confused at first, but after listening to Xia Lingge's statement, his mind began to spin along with her thoughts, "You mean that doll!" He was suddenly startled, but then he was brought to the shoulder again. He suppressed his voice due to the pain, raised his eyebrows and smiled in a flattering manner, and then continued to Xia Lingge, "It's true, it's true, there was a velvet doll under my pillow two days ago, and I grew up with it. It was so fucking identical, I thought... it was a prank played by a family member or friend, so I threw it away without thinking much."

His voice paused, and he looked at them with some flinching and hesitation: "How did you... know? Is there any problem?"

"no problem."

Xia Lingge averted her eyes from staring at him, silently thinking about something.

"Do you need me to bring the rest of the people?" Si Cheng said at the right time. He had been conscientiously suppressing the gangster to cooperate with Xia Lingge from the beginning to the end, but since Xia Lingge started to think in silence At that time, with just one look, he quickly understood what she was thinking, as if... his attention had never left her. Xia Lingge glanced at him, pondered for a moment and then nodded.

Those giant bug boys who were running slowly and were knocked unconscious by Xia Lingge were carried over by Si Cheng. Xia Lingge asked them the same question, and their answers were similar to those of the first gangster boy. They were all at home. Inexplicably, I found a soft doll that looked exactly like me, but maybe it was because of a boy, so I basically threw them all into the trash can without any care.

After the last person finished narrating the story, everyone fell into a strange silence. They looked at each other in confusion, and looked at Xia Ling with a look of fear that was 'probably a coincidence' but couldn't help but believe and be suspicious of. Song.

After all, everyone is both skeptical and awe-inspiring about those folklore stories.

Xia Lingge didn't answer their curiosity, but just patted the dirt on her clothes, "Don't look at me, I don't know what's going on." She paused, then looked sideways at the sunset outside the window, "It's not sunny. It’s getting dark soon, so it’s always a good idea to go home early.”

She said this and turned to leave.

Sicheng also looked at them meaningfully, and then followed Xia Lingge and left.

Orange fire clouds filled most of the sky, and the light clouds were also burned into a beautiful and eerie way.

Xia Lingge and Sicheng came to the pit where the giant insect fell, and looked at the man who had already passed out due to excessive blood loss, silently.

"Senior, do you want to save him?" Si Cheng asked softly, standing nearby.

"Need not."

Xia Lingge looked away indifferently and walked away slowly: "Leave his life to God." (End of Chapter)