Xiaomin can see the outside world through the mirror on the sink. Similarly, if someone is in her field of vision, that person can also see her.

Even if you don't see it, there's another player on the other side using a mirror. Who knows if that person can observe anything through the mirror?

With Sher around, Shi Jinzhe isn't afraid of other players, but this guy with the mirror has eyes and ears everywhere and the ability to integrate players, so it would be troublesome if he found out where he is.

They'd better leave the lounge as soon as possible.

"Where are you going?" Xiaomin quickly turned around. "Aren't you staying here? Is it not safe here anymore? Can you take me with you?"

"It's not safe here anymore, you should find another place to hide."

Seeing Shi Jinzhe carrying Shehe and getting closer to the door, Xiao Min's eyes lit up, remembering the map player he had just mentioned.

If they were map players, would they protect themselves?

"I'm a map player! You have to protect me, you can't leave."

Shi Jinzhe didn't stop walking, nor did she turn her head as she prepared to push open the door. If she were truly a map player, she would have said so already.

He still needs Shekh's protection; he doesn't have the ability to care about other people's safety.

"When the time is up, turn to the left."

Shekh looked past the door of the lounge and saw four people rushing towards him, one of whom had used a speed boost.

A gust of wind blew in, the door was kicked open from the outside, and a figure flashed in.

Shi Jinzhe was able to dodge successfully because he was informed in advance, but Fang Qiuyu and Xiao Min were not so lucky.

The man in the hoodie who rushed in held a machete in one hand and a shard of mirror in the other, and shone it on the two men.

"They're from the brown faction, kill them immediately."

Upon hearing this, one of the three men chasing him used a speed boost to run into the lounge.

The table in the lounge was overturned with a bang, and Fang Qiuyu picked up a vase and swung it over someone's head, scattering ceramic shards all over the floor.

She pulled up Xiaomin, who was still sitting on the sofa in a daze, and said, "Let's go."

Seeing that his teammates were handling the situation with ease, the guy in jeans who entered the room stopped paying attention to them and instead attacked Shekh and Shijinzhe who were standing at the door.

He shouted loudly to the two orange-faction members who hadn't yet entered, "Hurry up and come in, they're from the brown faction!"

However, the two members of the orange team kept their eyes fixed on the doorway and kept retreating.

One of them asked the person next to him, "Didn't Boss Jiang say that if you see a blindfolded woman, you should go around her?"

"Yes... she also said not to look into that woman's eyes, we can't handle her."

The two exchanged a glance, then quickly looked down at the ground, ignoring the other two members of the black faction, and ran away.

"What the hell?" The man in jeans was stunned. "These two cowards are deserting their posts?"

He clenched his fist and swung it at the two of them: "Fine, I'll do it myself!"

Click—

The next second, the fist in the jeans was enveloped by a hand, the bones shattering like spider silk, layer by layer, until his entire arm was crippled.

A gunshot drowned out his scream. Schechner, with a strange twist of his hand, switched the gun and swiftly ended the life of the jeans.

The man in the hoodie inside was startled by the gunshot. Fang Qiuyu had shot him in the forehead with a vase, and blood splattered all over his face.

Everything on the ground that could be overturned or used as a weapon had been ruined, yet Fang Qiuyu could never escape his pursuit.

Xiao Min's feet were so swollen that she couldn't run away at all. Another large movement of her limbs caused her to lose her balance and fall heavily to the ground.

"Xiao Min." Fang Qiuyu exclaimed in surprise.

Due to inertia, she was pushed several meters away, out of the hoodie man's attack range, and only a few steps away from the door.

Behind him came Xiao Min's screams. Looking at Xiao Min, who was about the same age as his younger sister, Fang Qiuyu's conscience wouldn't allow her to die here like this.

She couldn't bear to stand by and watch someone die.

She looked up at Shi Jinzhe and Shehe, only to find that the two had already walked some distance away.

Gritting her teeth, Fang Qiuyu picked up the broken pieces of the vase from the ground and ran back to save Xiao Min, who had fallen to the ground.

Xiao Min also saw this scene. The shadow overhead was approaching, and she had seen the man in the hoodie in the mirror on the sink.

He was still laughing as he dislocated another man's arm; that man was dead but hadn't escaped his clutches.

She didn't want to die; she was only sixteen. But no one saved her. Why did those two people just leave?

"Xiao Min, get up quickly."

When she saw Fang Qiuyu helping her up, her dazed eyes snapped back to reality.

The guillotine above his head flashed with a silvery light. In the blink of an eye, Xiaomin had only one thought: I want to live.

Suddenly, a burst of strength erupted from her body. She forcefully pulled Fang Qiuyu over, switched positions with her, and with a sharp push, dodged the falling knife.

"I'm so sorry, sister. You're so kind, you won't blame me!"

Fang Qiuyu stared wide-eyed in disbelief, her eyes reflecting the hoodie-wearing man's sinister smile.

With a bang, red splattered.

Fang Qiuyu was sprayed with warm blood.

Blood dripped from her eyelashes. Xiao Min's body was riddled with bullets through her chest, while the man above her had his throat slit and was pressed down on her.

Fang Qiuyu's fingers were trembling. She pushed away the man in the hoodie who had fallen on her and looked shakily toward the door.

The gun in Shekh's hand was still emitting faint white smoke, and the butterfly knife used to slit throats flew back into Shi Jinzhe's hand.

[Xin Min, a player from the brown faction, has been killed.]

The floor was covered in blood. Shi Jinzhe put Shehe down and made her stand on the sofa while he picked up the broken mirror pieces from the floor.

Fang Qiuyu staggered to her feet: "...Thank you."

"No need, you'd better take care of yourself."

Shi Jinzhe thought Fang Qiuyu was like Xie Man from the charity, who pretended to be a caring older sister to deceive young girls.

Little did I know I had overthought things. She turned out to be a true saint, genuinely trying to save people without any ulterior motives.

He took the shards of the mirror and discovered that they were a prop.

Item: [Mirror of Truth (Fragment)]

Effect: To see through illusions and not be misled by external appearances.

"So that's how they identified their teammates."

Shi Jinzhe hesitated, unsure whether he should accept the item. It was a fragmented item; there must be other parts, and he was afraid of exposing himself.

But being able to immediately distinguish between friend and foe is indeed a convenient and useful tool.

He picked Shekh up again. "Tell me, should we keep this or not?"

"Keep them alive; kill them if they come after us."

"Then stay."

Fang Qiuyu wisely stopped talking to the two men. After they left, she picked up the prop machete that the man in the hoodie had been holding and moved to another hiding place.

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Shekh pointed out another way to Shi Jinzhe, and the two hid in the workshop on the first floor.

She was placed in a seat, still fiddling with the gun in her hand.

Shi Jinzhe was afraid that she might accidentally shoot herself while holding the gun, so he gave Shekh a butterfly knife to play with and put the gun away.

Shekh protested, "I want to play that."

"There's a limited supply of bullets. We'll give you more when we encounter someone." Shi Jinzhe sat down next to her. "Cheaters can't use points to buy bullets. Once the gun is empty, it's useless."

"Was that person a cheater like you?"

"Um."

Sheh slowly lay down, preferring to lie down rather than sit, and leaned against Shi Jinzhe: "So she couldn't get the item either, which is why you left the knife to her."

“I can’t be a good person, but I can help a good person once.” Shi Jinzhe said meaningfully, “Besides, didn’t you fire the first shot?”

Shekh turned his head: "I just don't like the way that girl looks at me."