In the middle of the hall is a rectangular dining table that can seat at least ten people, with a very primitive ceiling fan hanging above it.

Outside the dining table is a living room with a U-shaped solid wood sofa, and inside is an open kitchen as spacious as the hall. The wine rack is filled with red wine, and there are many fruits placed on the island table, with dewdrops still hanging on them.

Just took it out of the refrigerator.

Next to the kitchen there is a solid wooden staircase leading upstairs. It is estimated that the bedrooms of the villa are on the second floor.

Mo Shouchen took a step back and looked outside. It was indeed a power distribution room that was not as big as a public toilet. It seemed that there should be another space inside this door.

"Stop standing at the door. What time is it? Everyone is waiting for you!"

A muscular man on the sofa holding a red wine glass waved to Mo Shouchen, asking him to come in quickly.

Mo Shouchen nodded apologetically, then walked into the villa and closed the wooden door. The moment the wooden door closed, a "rustling" sound suddenly sounded in the living room.

Everyone looked at the source of the sound. It was a bulky old-fashioned TV, which was incompatible with the luxurious decoration style of the villa. It was like a ragged beggar wandering into a high-end cocktail party, giving people a sense of

Very uncomfortable feeling.

The strangest thing is that no one has touched this TV, but it turns on by itself, with white snowflakes flashing on the screen and making a "rustling" sound.

"Let me go, is this going to be a Midnight Ring or a Chainsaw show?"

A fat young man was eating potato chips and staring at the snowflakes on the screen, but there was no trace of fear in his tone.

Gradually, the snowflakes on the screen faded, and a few lines of red fonts slowly appeared.

[Taboos in Villa No. 14]

[1. Don’t leave your room after midnight]

[Two, don’t hurt each other]

[3. Please abide by every rule in the villa, otherwise there will be dire consequences]

The picture lasted for about a minute, and then was covered up by white snowflakes. Because he couldn't stand the "rustling" sound coming from the TV, the muscular man holding the red wine glass walked over and turned off the TV.

"There are still more than five hours until twelve o'clock. How about we sit down and have a meeting to discuss how to deal with this script."

The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing a casual suit. He acted like a company leader. He looked like he was a professional elite.

"Brother, don't bring what you did in the company here. I hate meetings the most. You saw it just now. It said on the TV that you can't leave the room after 12 midnight, so the danger must be there.

It will only appear when the time comes. Since everyone can only stay in the room and no one can help anyone, then there is no point in having a meeting!"

The muscular man holding the red wine glass spoke in a very unfriendly tone. His cheeks were slightly red, and he was probably a little drunk.

Except for the muscular man, everyone else felt that the elite man's proposal was still necessary. After all, it was related to personal life and death. If anyone had experienced a similar script and knew what was going to happen and how to crack it, it would be possible to improve his life.

Is the probability of it going down?

Finding that no one was on his side, the muscular man snorted indifferently. He drank down the red wine in his glass, then swayed towards the stairs, intending to go back to his room and lie down for a while.

"Ouch!"

While walking through the kitchen, a young man wearing glasses couldn't dodge and was knocked to the ground by a muscular man. Before the man who was hit said anything, he glared fiercely and cursed: "See

I don’t even know how to hide when I come over, are you blind?”

"Yes...I'm sorry!" The man with glasses was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly, accidentally bumped into the chair, and almost fell to the ground.

"Haha, look at how cowardly you are!"

Perhaps because the man with glasses acted too weak, the muscular man suddenly lost interest in provocation. He sneered and cursed, and then walked up the stairs.

After the muscular man went upstairs, a pretty long-haired beauty said dissatisfied to the man with glasses: "It's obviously his fault for being so arrogant. Isn't it taboo in the villa that we can't hurt each other? He doesn't dare to hurt you at all."

How about it, why are you afraid of what he will do!"

The man with glasses said solemnly: "Forget it, it's all my fault that I didn't avoid it in time and he hit me. In fact, I was also at fault."

"you……"

The long-haired woman was completely speechless. She didn't expect that a man could be so cowardly.

"Okay, okay, let's not mention what happened just now. Everyone, come and sit down. Let's start discussing."

The elite man clapped his hands and took the lead to sit at the head of the dining table. It seemed that he really regarded himself as the leader.

Everyone sat down around the dining table. Mo Shouchen thought that he would introduce himself first, but unexpectedly the elite man pointed to his left hand and said: "I am No. 1 here, and then everyone starts to report the numbers from here."

, let’s just call each other by numbers these days.”

So casual?

Mo Shouchen felt that using numbers to call each other seemed a bit stiff, but when he thought about it more carefully, we only got together for five days. Once the script was over, they might never meet again, so compared with complicated names, numbers

It's definitely easier to remember.

The others had no objection to this and began to count them one by one. During the counting process, Mo Shouchen carefully paid attention to the characteristics of each person.

Needless to say, Elite Man No. 1 is a veteran who has experienced many scripts and has certain leadership skills, so Mo Shouchen decided to take him for the script this time.

No. 2 is a little boy, he looks about ten years old, and he is the youngest among them all.

Mo Shouchen is sitting in position 3.

No. 4 was the long-haired beauty who stood up for the bespectacled man. She looked eighty-nine and the perfume on her body smelled very good, which made Mo Shouchen sitting next to her a little distraught.

No. 5 is the fat man who keeps eating snacks. His eyes keep glancing at No. 4. He looks very vulgar, not like Mo Shouchen. He just smells it openly.

No. 6 is a very slovenly middle-aged uncle. Dressed like this, he usually plays a ruthless character in movies who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger.

No. 7 is the cowardly man with glasses. He looks extremely weak and his face is a bit pale, giving people a sickly feeling.

No. 8 is a woman with short hair. She should not be too old. In terms of appearance, she is slightly inferior to women with long hair. However, because she has no makeup, she looks very refreshing against the short hair.
Chapter completed!