Chapter 473 Little NPC and Player Boss 51
Chen Li is much more sensible than most people imagine.
He is obsessed with revenge, but not trapped in hatred. He clearly distinguishes the boundary between love and hate. He has a heart as bright and pure as a diamond, yet strong and resolute.
Cha Jiu felt very upset when he saw Father Chen crying while holding the amulet tightly.
"Don't worry, Mr. Chen. Those who hurt him will not have a good ending. Chen Li will take revenge personally."
"Now your future is what he is most worried about and concerned about."
Father Chen wiped his tears, stood up with the amulet in his pocket, and shook his head: "I will live a good life, but I will never forget the hatred and pain brought by my son or those demons."
He raised his head, tears in his eyes, and said firmly: "I will continue to collect evidence and bring to justice those who have hurt him and those who have protected the criminals."
"Not only for Xiaoli, but also for other children."
Go ahead, he said tremblingly, turned and left.
Finally, he left a meaningful sentence.
"Ms. Shen, do you know how to deal with those mice that never see the sun and hide their heads and tails? It's the sunlight. Pure sunlight will burn all the filthy things."
Cha Jiu seemed to be thinking about something.
When the group returned to the villa, the butler was directing the servants to move three heavy body bags.
When he saw Cha Jiu and the others coming back, his eyes immediately changed from sadness to viciousness and hatred. As he passed by them, he whispered like a curse: "Just wait, none of you can escape tonight, and you will all be buried with the young master!"
Song Yiwan can not only make herself invisible, but also make small objects temporarily invisible.
While the housekeeper and the servants were not paying attention, she used her skills on the three strange body bags and saw that what was inside were not corpses, but stones.
The players all saw it, and their facial expressions changed subtly.
If the body bags contained stones, where were the real bodies of the twins and Miss Su?
After the housekeeper left, Chen Feng walked over to Cha Jiu and said worriedly, "It looks like these dungeon bosses will make some big moves tonight. We have to think of countermeasures in advance."
Tian Tian complained unhappily, "It's all because of someone who offended the boss so badly that he only cared about himself and didn't care about the lives of other players at all."
Cha Jiu glared at her and said, "Your skin is itchy again."
Tian Tian shuddered and quickly hid behind Liao Xinzhu.
Chen Xuan recalled the tip that Father Chen had just given him and said, "The president is afraid of the sun. Maybe we can use this to deal with him."
Song Yiwan frowned: "The president and his grandmother are both very cautious people. We have been in the villa for several days and have never seen them leave the room during the day."
Chen Feng chuckled sarcastically: "Even when their own son/great-grandson died, they didn't come out to deal with it themselves, but let the housekeeper run around. I don't know whether to say they are too afraid of death or too heartless."
Cha Jiu pondered for a moment and said, "Well, I have a way to try..."
Hearing her say there was a way, Chen Feng, Song Yiwan, and even Chen Xuan all subconsciously walked over to her side and leaned in to listen.
I don’t know when it started, but Chajiu has become the core of the team.
Liao Xinzhu fainted the whole night and didn't know anything. At first, he found that he couldn't get a word in, and then he found the change in the core of the team.
She felt very unhappy.
"What happened last night?" she turned and asked Tian Tian.
Tian Tian didn't know that this good sister had abandoned her last night. She still held her hand affectionately and told her about the thrilling events of last night.
After hearing this, Liao Xinzhu looked at Cha Jiu in even greater surprise.
Here, Cha Jiu whispered to everyone: "We did this and that... that and that... in the end... do you understand?"
Chen Feng was very impressed after hearing this, but he was also puzzled: "Ms. Shen should be a talented player, why is she only at level D now?"
Cha Jiu smiled meaningfully: "I like the D level. D can stand for devil or death."
Chen Feng and others couldn't help but shudder when they recalled the tragic experiences of the kobolds and other NPCs.
Indeed, this guy is the nemesis of NPCs. He beats people wherever he goes, torturing the living NPCs to death and torturing the dead NPCs so much that they wish they could die again.
This style and these methods are really comparable to those of the top guy on the list.
…
With a plan in place, everyone felt more at ease and each took action separately.
At 6pm, we met at the restaurant.
The players sat in their seats, seemingly chatting in a relaxed manner, but in fact, they were all nervous, with their hands hidden under the table, each holding props and weapons, waiting for the president to arrive.
However, plans cannot keep up with changes.
Unusually, the president's family did not attend dinner tonight.
Instead, he asked the housekeeper to bring a phone so that he could communicate with everyone via video.
The president on the screen no longer had the smile he had a few days ago. His face was sullen, and he swept across the players with a poisonous look, finally landing on Cha Jiu.
"Please go to the study on the third floor, Miss Shen."
The president's words cannot be violated and players must execute them.
Cha Jiu shrugged helplessly, stood up and obediently followed the servant leading the way upstairs.
"As for the others..." The president smiled grimly and said slowly, "Please pick up the knife at hand, stab your own heart, and go to hell."
What!
The players were horrified and instinctively wanted to resist executing this order, but once they had this thought, the countdown to the elimination that violated the rules would ring in their ears!
Do I really have to stab myself in the heart? It will also lead to death!
Urgent! Urgent! What should I do now?
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On the other side, the servant with a deathly pale face and silent manner took Cha Jiu to the third floor and disappeared as soon as he turned around.
When I looked back, there was only an empty corridor behind me.
Although he had no idea what the president and his men were up to, Cha Jiu still boldly opened the door of the study and walked in.
But she had no choice.
The president's request was to "go to the study on the third floor", which meant she had to go in.
The room was dark.
Cha Jiu had only taken two steps when the figure of a wicked child flashed past behind him.
The door closed with a bang and was locked.
The sound of the lock being locked was particularly clear and distinct in the dead silence.
It seemed like a blatant mockery and provocation to Cha Jiu, but also like a chuckle celebrating the capture of the prey.
Anyway, it's very weird.
"You are just trying to be mysterious." Cha Jiu sneered and walked straight into the back of the room.
Gradually, white candles were placed at intervals on the surrounding tables and floors. The dim candlelight brought a hint of brightness to the surroundings. Cha Jiu could see clearly that the snow-white walls on both sides were covered with oil paintings of evil gods.
They smiled grimly, their eyes clearly following Cha Jiu's moving figure.
Finally, at the end of the path led by candles, Cha Jiu saw the president's grandmother.
The old woman who always had a furtive look in her eyes was now sitting in the chair behind the desk in the middle, her hands like dry tree bark pressed on the parchment book on the desk, her eyes closed, muttering to herself, very pious.
When Cha Jiu came in front of her, she lifted the loose eyelid of one eye with a haughty and contemptuous look, glared at him, and gave an order: "Sit down."
There were only two people in the room, but the old woman was not afraid at all that Cha Jiu would kill her.
Because the formation has been activated since the prey took the first step into the study, she can easily control all the lives in the formation.
Sure enough, Cha Jiu's eyes began to go blank, losing focus and light, and he sat obediently on the chair opposite the old woman like a puppet.
The old woman smiled a smug smile.
She placed her other hand on the table in the center of the formation and ordered Cha Jiu to do the same.
Cha Jiu slowly stretched out his hand and moved closer to the white magic circle...
Before the old woman could enjoy the process of invading this beautiful body, the man turned his hand over, took out a table knife, and stabbed it into the back of her hand, nailing her to the table!
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