In a three-star hotel, the chandeliers on the ceiling are also very luxurious.
There are ninety-nine small lights in the thick crystal light box, forming a heart-shaped pattern.
Just at a casual glance, no one doubts its weight, or the lethality of the light box.
"Bang!"
The crystal light box fell from the sky and came into close contact with the newcomer's head.
Under the wide-eyed gaze of the doorman, the man fell to the ground without saying a word. After a while, there was a pool of blood on the ground.
"Manager, this is the lobby, and the guest was killed by our chandelier!" The doorman took the intercom and quickly reported the news.
Over the intercom, the lobby manager's roar soon came, saying: "What are you talking about? How could our chandelier kill the guests? Are you kidding me?"
"Manager, I want to make a joke too, but his brains are all out and I can't laugh!" The doorman looked at the newcomer who was smashed to death and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.
Here, I heard that someone had an accident, and the hotel manager came in a hurry, shouting as he ran: "Andy, is today April Fool's Day? Don't tell me, everything you said is true!"
When the hotel manager rushed to the lobby, the lobby was already full of people.
After pushing through the crowd and finally getting in, the hotel manager knew with just one glance that this person was finished.
Red and white, they flowed all over the floor.
The newcomer who was crushed to death was lying on the ground, with a heavy light box still weighing on his body, and his eyes were wide open.
"Another one died, what the hell!" Niu Dashun yelled, and the faces of others also looked ugly.
The dead person is not scary, the scary thing is that the time of death is too close.
Three people died one after another in such a short period of time, which shows that the God of Death is impatient and does not want to play slowly with everyone.
"Mom, I don't want to play anymore, I want to go home!"
Under the strong suppression, a newcomer could no longer bear it, pushed away the crowd and ran outside.
"Come back, you want to die!"
Niu Dashun wanted to intercept him, but Wu Ming stopped him first and said: "Let him go. For these people, death is not happiness."
Without the protection of seniors, and their psychological quality not up to par, the fate of this group of newcomers can be imagined.
In the end, he will die, so what's the use of stopping this man? His mind has collapsed, and he is nothing more than a walking zombie.
"Gentlemen, your friend had an accident in our hotel. I am very sorry for this. In order to compensate you, today's accommodation is free of charge. Please also contact his family and come here to discuss compensation issues."
The hotel manager came over with a look of regret on his face.
Wu Ming and others looked at each other, shook their heads and said: "Our friend is an orphan, he has no family in this world. Call the police, let the police deal with this problem, and bury him properly. In addition, we are tired, please help us
Arrange a room, preferably one that is large enough.”
"Okay, please come this way."
The hotel manager was very grateful for everyone's indifferent attitude and not asking about compensation.
In the end, the hotel manager made the decision and let Wu Ming and others stay in the presidential suite, so that the eleven people did not have to think about separation.
Wu Ming, Jiang Laotou, Niu Dashun, and Wang Yunxi are the four senior people.
Three protected newcomers, four newcomers treated as cannon fodder, and eleven people gathered together.
In the luxurious presidential suite, the floor is carpeted, showing luxury in a low-key manner.
However, we can't rest at this time, because the more unfamiliar we are in an environment, the more we need to be careful about the little tricks of death, and everyone is still busy.
Every leaky socket must be sealed with tape.
Lighters, matchboxes, fruit knives, anything related to danger should be put away together to avoid accidents.
Finally, everyone checked the safety conditions of the wiring, TV, refrigerator, and chandeliers in the room, and then breathed a deep sigh of relief.
"If there is no problem with the circuit, there will be no fire, and if there are no sharp objects, there will be no casualties. There is carpet on the floor, and it doesn't matter if you fall. Then wrap the edges and corners of various furniture with sheets and towels, and put them together."
The safe house appeared." Sitting on the sofa, Wang Yunxi stretched lazily and looked at her proud work.
Here, any hidden dangers have been minimized by everyone.
If the God of Death only kills people by accident, everyone can say that it is very safe on the basis that there are no accidents.
"I have a RoboCop transformation and have very little need for sleep. Let's go to bed and I'll keep vigil for everyone." Old Man Jiang sat on the sofa and turned on the TV, ready to fight to the end.
Hearing this, Wu Ming and several senior people went back to their rooms to sleep.
Newcomers do not have such good treatment and can only sleep on the sofa.
Fortunately, the presidential suite is carpeted, so if you cover yourself with a blanket, whether you sleep on the sofa or on the carpet, you will finally have a place to sleep.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock...
The clock in the room beats forward happily.
There was no talking all night. It was around nine o'clock in the morning when Wu Ming got up from the bed. The sun outside had already risen very high.
"Look, the food is good!"
Opening the door and coming outside, Wu Ming saw everyone having breakfast.
Pan-fried veal steak, tomato pasta, and a bowl of broth exude an alluring aroma.
Several newcomers gathered around and had a good meal. Except for Niu Dashun and the young woman, all the seniors and newcomers gathered together.
"Where's Dashun?" Wu Ming asked as he picked up a piece of steak and ate it.
With a smile on her face, Wang Yunxi pointed to the room with the door closed and showed a smile that everyone understood.
From the beginning, Niu Dashun chose this young woman as his new protector, and the purpose was somewhat self-evident.
If she were a girl, she might still resist a little bit.
But if a young woman comes here, everyone is an adult, and these activities of sesame seeds and rotten millet will be over with a smile.
Compared with the body, survival is more practical. As long as Niu Dashun eats more snacks, maybe one can take advantage of the other.
"The pasta in this hotel tastes very authentic. Let's eat some to satisfy your stomach." Old Man Jiang pointed to the sofa, took out a dinner plate, and gave Wu Mingsheng some pasta.
The few newcomers around obviously did not have the right to eat with the seniors.
These people were holding dinner plates, and even if there was no one sitting on the sofa, the newcomers did not dare to sit over, they just squatted on the ground and devoured their food.
Old Man Jiang didn't have a good look on these people. He just gave the freckled girl he was protecting two extra pieces of steak.
After looking at everyone's reactions, Wu Ming didn't care even when he was sitting on the sofa, because he knew Old Man Jiang's character, he was just kind to his own people. To treat outsiders, you can't expect someone who has been through ups and downs and seen countless ups and downs.
What a holy mother there will be in the old world.
Unless, these people can survive for a few episodes and slowly integrate into this group.
Otherwise, the classes on both sides are not equal. In the eyes of veterans like Old Man Jiang, newcomers will always be newcomers, and there will no longer be the emotion of fighting side by side in the first world.
"I thought about it last night. It's safe here, but we still have to go out. Because in this mission, we have to avoid Death's designs three times before we can return to the main God's space. Staying here, Death has no way to design us, purely It will only waste time and be of no benefit to both parties." As he ate the pasta, Old Man Jiang spoke slowly.
Hearing this statement, Wu Ming also nodded secretly and said: "I have also watched the movie "The God of Death" and I still remember a sentence in it. I remember that the black coroner once said that the God of Death likes to be beaten. People challenge you, but you hate being fooled. You can use force to overcome cleverness and avoid Death's designs, but you can't rely on cleverness to make Death feel like you've been fooled.
We are hiding here, and although our safety is guaranteed, for the God of Death, this kind of avoidance is not what he likes. I even doubt that if we stay here for a long time, there will be a small-scale earthquake that will destroy us all. The mice were wiped out from the nest."
Creating a small-scale earthquake is easy for the God of Death.
Except for Wu Ming, whether it is Old Man Jiang, Niu Dashun, or Wang Yunxi.
They pseudo-seniors are not enough in front of nature. If the God of Death would rather destroy a building than kill these hiding rats, the chance of everyone surviving is very low.
Imagine what kind of devastation it would cause if a building collapsed during an earthquake.
In the face of this kind of destructive power, low-level werewolf blood, low-level RoboCop transformation, or Wang Yunxi's one-tailed demon fox bloodline simply do not have the ability to reverse the situation.
What's more, if the God of Death pulls the meteor shower and launches a large-scale covering attack, even Wu Ming himself will be in danger.
You know, the era of dinosaurs was destroyed by meteorites.
Don't be too harsh. A meteorite with a diameter of one kilometer broke through the atmosphere and came to the earth. The impact and energy generated by it were enough to wipe the United States off the map. Even if Wu Ming had the strength of a half-step immortal, he would only be hit by a head-on impact. Once dead, the chance of survival is extremely slim.
Therefore, if you don’t want to make the God of Death turn against you, you can only play within the rules.
Just like the protagonist in the movie, if you continue to play with the God of Death and fight for a few more rounds before returning, the rewards will be very generous.
"No matter what you say, everyone's face will turn black!"
While they were discussing here, Niu Dashun got dressed and walked out refreshed.
Seeing Niu Dashun coming out, Wu Ming didn't pay attention and continued: "Old man, you take the newcomers out for a walk, and I'll go talk to the coroner. In the five-part series "Death Comes", this coroner is the only one who has penetrated the whole story. He always looks like a very capable person. I plan to go there and see what his background is, maybe I will get something unexpected!"
"It makes sense. The black coroner is mysterious in the movie. He is probably a special character." After saying this, Old Man Jiang took a sip of broth and whispered: "Don't be careless, be careful of capsizing in the ditch."
"Haha, I think so too." Wu Ming smiled and nodded, relaxed yet cautious. (To be continued.)