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Chapter 590 Eight Guests

Huang Junjie felt something bad when he was squeezed out of the way. When the elevator went down, he realized that Tan Yang was not with him. He wanted to press the button to stop the elevator, but the button panel was blocked tightly, and the one in front of him

The players had no intention of getting out of the way.

As soon as Huang Junjie retracted his hand, someone grabbed the person standing in front of the key board and said, "Why are you blocking us? We're going down."

Huang Junjie looked up in shock, only to see Sima Xiaoer take off his mask, slap it with his hand and light up most of the floor.

The people in the elevator were originally facing the door, but now they all turned their heads and looked at him silently. The scene was quite strange.

Sima Xiaoer didn't show any timidity, but said: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen anyone getting off the elevator?"

Guan Zuhong and Xiao Zhang who were with him were a little nervous. Huang Junjie wanted to remind him, but he couldn't tell whether these people beside him were members of the Double Snakes or other players, so he didn't dare to open his mouth.

The elevator opened and closed, closed and opened again. When it stopped on the sixth floor, all the people in the elevator suddenly moved. You pushed me to get out. Sima Xiaoer, who wanted to stay, was also held down by his shoulders and pushed forcefully.

When I got out, I looked up and saw several men in black robes standing outside.

One of them said: "Please follow me."

Where did Sima Xiaoer want to go, but the masked players around him forced him to follow the man in black robes.

"Where are you taking us?" Sima Xiaoer shouted: "What do the two snakes want to do?!"

No one answered him, but then he found that he was speechless, so he had to turn around to look for Guan Zuhong, but the people around him were all wearing the same masks, and it was impossible to tell who was who. After the search was fruitless, he had to stop.

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Huang Junjie pretended not to know and followed the team. When he was led to a gate, a group of people came over from the other end of the aisle. The leading men in black robes greeted each other and then opened the gate. The next second, three white-masked players on the opposite side came.

He and Sima Xiaoer were pushed into the room.

Huang Junjie, who thought he was not exposed, turned around and ran away. However, he rushed to the door and hit an invisible wall. He was ejected several meters and knocked over a player before he stopped. He held the edge of the table and looked at the door in shock.

"Are you okay?" The player who was knocked over came over and spoke not very fluent Mandarin, with a few strings of Buddhist beads hanging on his outstretched hand.

Huang Junjie glanced at the other person before standing up and looking at the surrounding environment.

There is only one long table in the overly spacious restaurant. Four white masks are sitting at the table, and ten men in black robes are standing at the windows on both sides of the room. They all look at the eyes, nose, and heart.

posture.

"Isn't there only four people missing?" the female player sitting at the table spoke.

"Four white masks, aren't they just right?" another male player said.

Sima Xiaoer, plus the player wearing the beads and the two people who came with him, there are exactly eight white mask players and eight chairs.

The extra masks of Guan Zuhong, Xiao Zhang and Huang Junjie have different colors.

"What is going on here?" Guan Zuhong asked the others, "Why did you bring us here?"

"Haven't you seen it yet? These people don't have good intentions, otherwise they wouldn't have sealed the doors and windows." Xiao Zhang waved his hand and grabbed a long whip and whipped it towards the man in black robe by the nearest window.

The man in black robe stood motionless on the spot, but the carpet under his feet suddenly stood up, twisted his whip and wrapped it around Xiao Zhang, rolling him up in the blink of an eye.

"Xiao Zhang!" Guan Zuhong rushed forward to catch the person, and quickly slashed the outside twice, but the carpet kept tightening, not to mention pulling the person out, even the opening at the mouth and nose was instantly displaced.

Sima Xiaoer ran over, took out a water gun and sprayed it on the carpet twice. The area stained with the blue potion immediately withered and shrank, and it broke into pieces with a gentle blow.

The two successfully rescued the man, but the man in black robe next to him suddenly took action, and two black nets fell from the sky, covering the three of them respectively, and then automatically closed their mouths, trapping them tightly.

Sima Xiaoer struggled forward for two steps and was pressed heavily to the ground. He was so angry that he cursed loudly. He had no choice but to make a sound, so he could only live with his words.

In this scene, no one dared to say that the Twin Snakes organization did not have ulterior motives. Players standing and sitting were all on guard, and the props were quietly held in their hands.

At this time, the door inside the restaurant opened, and a man in gray robe came out, followed by several men in black robes holding chairs. They put the chairs in place, and the man in gray robe solemnly invited everyone to sit down, and said what he had just said

He explained the incident, "It was a misunderstanding. Originally, only eight players were invited. If these people sneak in and cause trouble, there is nothing we can do."

Then he motioned to the man in black robe to take back the props and let him go, "Only the eight friends wearing white masks are the guests of the two snakes. Send them away."

Sima Xiaoer and the others hadn't woken up yet, but Huang Junjie paused for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, a white-masked man standing opposite the table said: "If you say you're going to treat guests, you'll treat them, and if you see them off, you'll see them off. I see."

There is no need for any of us to stay, it’s obviously the Hongmen Banquet.”

Hearing this familiar voice, Huang Junjie and Sima Xiaoer looked over at the same time.

Xu Huo's eyes glanced at the player wearing the Buddhist bead, and then continued to incite other players, "This resort is not the territory of the two snakes. We are using the land to trade, and it shows that players can come and go freely. You can't justify it by detaining people and driving them away."

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"We are all players, why are you two snakes so high up, thinking that you can just use props to lock us here? Don't forget that we still have tickets!"

The players who were a little helpless because of the shock just now responded to the words, "If you have something to say, just say it, and if you want to fight, fight. What's going on?"

The man in gray robe looked at Xu Huo with an unkind look, then smiled and said, "I don't know if everyone is doubtful, but we don't decide who is on the invitation list."

As he spoke, he walked to the wall at the back, reached out and pulled off the red cloth covering it. Behind the red cloth were three framed oil paintings, each depicting different scenes. From left to right, the first one was of a fire burning the world.

, tens of millions of people fell into the sea of ​​fire. The second picture shows three luminous people born from the fire. The flames extinguished where they appeared. The third picture shows these three light people spreading light in all directions, completely extinguishing the flames, and tens of millions of people suffered.

Thousands of believers crawled at their feet.

"It's very religious." The beads player walked up to the paintings, made a nondescript religious gesture to them, and asked the gray-robed man enthusiastically, "Is this a newly established religion? Does it need believers?"

Compared to the others, this man was as enthusiastic as a twenty-five-year-old. The man in gray robe glanced at the Buddhist beads, crosses and other objects hanging on his hand, pretended not to hear, turned to the others and said: "These are actually three prophetic paintings.

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