White people often have deep facial features. You can often see many handsome men and beautiful women who are eye-catching in their teenage years. However, they age faster, especially for women, they will look very old after reaching middle age and are as easy to gain weight as black people.

Berry McGee is such a fat white woman who is a middle-aged man. When she was young, her blonde curly hair captured countless handsome men. However, now she has become an obese market woman. The expensive cosmetics cannot cover up her increasingly rough skin.

His husband, Charles Fox, was not much better. He once stood out among her many suitors, but now he is only fat and bald, which cannot be concealed by expensive suits. No matter how expensive and exquisite the clothes are, they can only reveal their temperament like a bun.

Fortunately, he still has money to support them in a rather rich life.

Anyway, half of their lives have passed, and both of them have been like this anyway. Don’t dislike each other... They have said this countless times.

"Shit, Charles, haven't I told you to spray some perfume before going to bed? Your body odor is so choking."

The familiar smell woke Berry up. She was already perfectly adapted to her menopause temper and cursed irritably.

"You still have the face to say, your high-end perfume is so smoky."

Charles, who was also irritated, also spitted Berry's face.

The two who woke up at the same time were about to have a further dispute, but when they moved, they found that they were trapped on a metal chair. The armrests and legs of the metal chair had a circle of snaps, which tightly bound their limbs to the spot and could not move.

"Kidnap?"

"No, bastard, let me go. Lucius Fox, the president of Wayne Group, is my cousin. If you dare to touch me, the Wayne family will not let you go!"

"How much do you want? Can I give it?"

Hesitation, screaming, scolding, threatening... After everything, there was no reaction.

It was not until they calmed down that a hoarse voice sounded in their ears: "Welcome to Jigsaw Theater. Next, I will play a game with you. The name of this game is "American Parents"."

"Horizontal... vertical... saw!"

Hearing this voice, the two men who had already calmed down a little again, their eyes widened in fear and even their teeth were trembling.

They are Gotham people.

Regardless of whether they are willing or not, this newly emerging devil who has emerged recently has been scared by them, which is comparable to those "fairy"-like existences in fairy tales. Naturally, they cannot have never heard of it.

"It's over, it's over, it's all your fault. I told you not to do those unclean things anymore. You just have to do it. Now, are you satisfied? Are you satisfied?"

Having seen the bloody and terrifying methods of Jigsaw, Berry's spirit was already a little broken. With just one name, he made him hysterically blame and scold his husband.

Unexpectedly, Charles was even more angry and struggled fiercely and roared: "Fak, Bichi, I didn't do anything bad. I'm in the company every day. It must be you, Bichi, did something outside! It must be you!"

The two were once again in an endless quarrel.

Until the jigsaw's creepy husky tone came again: "Quiet, gentlemen and ladies, you need to focus when playing games."

Like a duck strangled, the quarrel between the two ended abruptly.

At the same time, a translucent phantom screen appeared in front of the two.

[Welcome to experience the American parent game, pass the level, or die, your ending is in your own hands.]

[Today's wedding, you gave birth to a pair of twins...]

[After you quarrel, you gave them a name: Bill Fox, Khaki Fox.]

Several lines of text appear on the translucent screen, and then the screen dimmed, and after it lighted up again, it turned into a lawn scene in the front yard of the house.

There were two young children squatting face to face on the lawn, heads next to head, staring at the grass under them attentively, as if there was something very interesting there.

Time froze for a moment again, but soon the camera turned to behind the house door, where a slightly fat white man was walking hurriedly with a briefcase.

"Dad, Dad, look, we burned a lot of ants with a magnifying glass."

Bill and Khaki looked up at the slightly fat white man, then their eyes lit up, threw down the magnifying glass in their hands, ran over cheerfully, hugged the slightly fat white man's thighs, and their heads were slightly raised, as if they were looking forward to their father playing with him.

The screen was completely frozen, and a selection window popped up.

【Bill and Khaki burned a nest of ants and stopped you who were anxious to go to the company, please make a choice:】

【a: Be good, dad has something to go out, so go to play with mom first, dad will take you to the amusement park after the weekend.】

【b: Beautiful work, such a smart child, you will definitely become an outstanding scientist in the future (touch your head and leave in a hurry)]

【c: Rebuke them loudly, teach all things equality, and protect animals.】

[d: Praise them and give them a pocket money.]

【e:…】

...

[Please use the mind touch option to select. (9s)]

"Is this me?"

Charles looked at the options that were densely displayed on the screen in a little astonishment. Of course, what surprised him even more was the man and two children on the screen.

That was himself a few years ago, and his two sons.

Have you ever experienced this scene?

I can't remember it, maybe it's there, after all, this is a very common scenario.

The final countdown of the option awakened Charles's sanity. Although he didn't know what thought touch was, he still tried to imagine that he wanted to reach out and click on the option.

This is a jigsaw game!

Thinking of this, he decisively chose option c.

However... there was no response. I tried it one by one, but all the options did not respond.

Until the countdown ended, option d automatically collapsed, and then the scene started to run again. The "self" on the screen hurriedly praised Bill and Khaki, then gave them a pocket money and quickly walked out of the yard.

"Damn it, I chose c, I chose c!"

Charles was anxious.

Unfortunately, the picture will not stop because of his words.

"Oh, Daddy Burning Ants will praise you and give him pocket money."

Bill and Khaki's voices were told by the narrator, and the picture dimmed and turned into another scene.

The two children were playing alone in the courtyard, and from time to time they glanced at the window or the gate of the house, wondering if they were looking for the figures of their mother and father.

Neither father nor mother came to play with them, they could only find ways to entertain themselves, give up the ant nest that was tired of playing, and started fighting and chasing each other.

As they chased after them, the two ran out of the yard, as if they had opened a new world.

Wow, there is a silver thing like a mirror there, which must be very good for drawing. Mom and Dad like our paintings the most.

The two were attracted by a silver car, and innocently giggled, drawing on the car with stones.

The car owner ran over angrily and cursed at the two children. Although he did not take action, he looked heartbroken and annoyed when he looked at his beloved car.

This time it's time for "mom" to make a choice.

In the courtyard, the young version of Berry ran out anxiously, and the option popped up again, but unfortunately he still couldn't make a choice. Berry could only watch his own actions.

"I" was even more angry and annoyed than the owner. He pulled the two children behind him, shouted and roared at the very young owner, and successfully scolded the owner and pulled the child back to the yard with great courage.

Oh, it turns out that as long as my mother is there, it doesn’t matter to everyone else no matter how it is.

Oh, it turns out that as long as you scold me fiercely, others will not dare to hit us.

Two narrations with tender voices perfectly summarize the result of this scene.

One scene after another, one option after another, Charles and Berry could only watch and watch what they had done before.

Time in the picture keeps moving forward, Bill and Khaki grow older, and "self" is getting closer to who he is now.

Finally... Grandma Jenny next door knew nothing. While frowned, she wondered why the steak was a little sour today, while eating her beloved cat.

Finally... someone took the two of them to play a new prank game, and dazzling fires ejected from the toy gun.

"Wow!"

The two couldn't help but vomit. After vomiting, they were still pale, and their pale faces were full of surprise and disbelief - this is too exaggerated, would such a trivial thing be like this? And how could Bill and Khaki do such a thing?

Jigsaw, this lunatic must have been deliberately exaggerating their sins and disgusting guys.

The game was completely over, and the two of them waited for the Jigsaw's "punishment" in anger and panic.

However... nothing happened.

This is just a normal and simple game.

"Haha, what the hell is jigsaw? At this level, I won't even accept it when I go to work in my game company."
Chapter completed!