Ring Game [Unlimited]

Chapter 13

But Fu Xing never expected that Qi Ze would be an invincible straight man in the universe with no EQ at all. Fu Xing originally wanted him to persuade Liu Lulu and have a good chat with her in private. After all, he is a newcomer. Many things are wrong. I understand, when I meet someone like Wang Jingjing again, it's normal for me to see friends and foes clearly for a while.

But Qi Ze just cursed when he went up, not to mention, but he also drew a wave of hatred for Fu Xing.

Fu Xingzheng was left speechless, and he questioned again how Qi Ze's dungeon passed.

But after the cursing continued, the three women stopped arguing, and Liu Lulu followed Qi Ze obediently back to a room, and the rest were all in one room.

I don't know whether Liu Lulu is afraid that her pro-boss will run away or if she has really seen the real purpose of this woman Wang Jingjing. Anyway, the atmosphere has become more subtle now.

Before returning to the room, Fu Xing called to stop Liu Xiaoqing. Wang Jingjing saw it but didn't say anything, but she already knew that Fu Xing didn't mean to take her.

Since Fu Xing didn't take her with him, she naturally had to start his action. Liu Lulu's knife was hers. She had already used the death mechanism to let Liu Lulu rub the undried paint on Yueyue's body, and then Yueyue Something happened, and Xu Duoxi's death was the same as Yueyue's death. Wang Jingjing naturally hinted at He Xiao, saying that killing people in the dungeon can get 50% of the opponent's points, and that Xu Duoxi didn't seem to get along with him. Not very pleasant.

Coupled with Wang Jingjing's insinuations, when visiting the studio on the second floor, He Xiao took the opportunity to knock down the shelf where the oil paints were placed.This is why Fu Xing felt that the shelf was clearly leaning against the wall, so why would he fall down inexplicably.

To be honest, it's not that the players didn't suspect that this was what He Xiao did, but there was no direct evidence that he was the one who did it.

When Xu Duoxi went to take a bath in the room, Fu Xing searched the room carefully again.No strange mechanism was found, nor any man-made traces.But on the masterpiece of Mondrian, it was splashed with red paint.

Wang Jingjing has gone through so many copies, and her observation ability is also good.

So she also noticed the spattered red paint on the masterpiece.

It is not difficult to infer that the death condition is [destroying famous paintings].

And Fu Xing has already called Liu Xiaoqing to a corner of the corridor, "I know you want to avenge Yueyue, but you are too impulsive and can be easily taken advantage of by those who want to."

"Aren't you the one with a heart? Fu Xing? With the aura of a big boss, you feel that no one dares to touch you, right? Let me tell you that anyone who can cooperate with Wang Jingjing is not a good person!" Liu Xiaoqing spoke sharply, pointing Fu Xing scolded.

Fu Xing felt that he shouldn't be close to that woman in the first place, but now his Fu Xing's reputation is directly stink.

"When did the young master say that he cooperated with Wang Jingjing?" Fu Xing curled his lips, saying that he was innocent, okay?Please don't mess with labels.

"You didn't cooperate with her?!"

"If the young master cooperates with her, can't she hear the big commotion outside the young master's door on the first night? If she sincerely wants to cooperate with me, she must show some attitude, instead of just a story background strip that will make me Buy it." Fu Xing didn't bother to explain him too much, he just wanted to quickly resolve the misunderstanding between Liu Xiaoqing.

"Liu Xiaoqing, although I don't know why you hate me so much, Yueyue's death is not just a matter of triggering the death condition, Xu Duoxi is also. Tomorrow is the third day. If you can't find another basic task, the game's The difficulty will increase unless..."

"Unless someone is dying! The difficulty of the game will not increase."

If only one player dies without increasing the difficulty of the game, this is actually a very worthwhile thing.

"Correct!"

Liu Xiaoqing has already started to get nervous, who will be next?

It must be impossible for Wang Jingjing, it's good that she doesn't harm others.Now that Liu Lulu has been brought back by Qi Ze, Qi Ze must be able to protect her, and it is even more impossible for Fu Xing to be a boss.

Then only He Xiao and her were left.

"Since you understand, just think about what to do. I think Yueyue probably doesn't want to see you have an accident in the dungeon. Instead of feeling sorry for Wang Jingjing, it's better to find a way to survive."

Liu Xiaoqing lowered her eyes, her eyes were full of sadness, of course she knew that Yueyue didn't want to see anything happen to her, when she resolutely accompanied her into the first dungeon, every night Yueyue hugged her tightly to sleep for fear that The last time, and she cherishes it just as much.

"You take this ring. Wang Jingjing shouldn't dare to do anything to you. As long as I put the word Fu Xing here, she can't touch you." Fu Xing gave Liu Xiaoqing the prop ring obtained in the additional task of the dungeon, anyway His "ruffian boss" system also said that the props obtained in this dungeon now cannot be used in this dungeon.

So it's not a loss for Fu Xing to give her. He should be able to see Yueyue's undead again at night. His giving this ring to Liu Xiaoqing is also a kind of guarantee for Yueyue's promise.

Although Fu Xing was not the Fu Xing that other players thought, even though he had explained it many times, no one wanted to believe it.

Then why doesn't he use his big buff to the extreme.

So Fu Xing started, and I pretended to be myself.

Maybe Liu Xiaoqing was moved by Fu Xing's sincerity, or maybe it was because of Yueyue, in short, he promised to try his best to avoid confrontation with Wang Jingjing in the following days.

As for He Xiao's life and death, it has nothing to do with him. Fu Xing can't protect himself, and he doesn't care what other people do. He is not a living Bodhisattva.

After returning to the room, he called the ruffian boss out again. With the help of the green circular light, the first thing he did was to see if there was any change in the painting in the room.

Fortunately, nothing changed, so Fu Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

But this also confirmed his conjecture today. He felt that the person who came to his room to paint was the artist Mr. Jess in this copy.

Today, Mr. Jess stayed with him almost all day, so he didn't have time to come to room T to paint.

So the person who had an accident tonight must not be Fu Xing, and it is very likely that it is another newcomer, He Xiao. Today, he took advantage of everyone not paying attention, and went in every room to look at it.

Sure enough, there was an unfinished painting in the room.

My paintings, once completed, suggest death.

It is also enough to prove that the artist's oil painting skills are far higher than Fu Xing imagined.

In art, copying is an essential basic ability in the learning process, but the likeness of copying has a great relationship with a person's practice and talent, especially the latter is more important.

As an artist, it is not so easy to not only copy the style of my coco period, but also the style of the Baroque period. These two periods are very close, and their styles have many similarities.

In addition to the oil painters that appeared in this period, if any one is taken alone, it is enough for future generations to study.

And there are at least [-] oil painters' works in Mr. Jess' castle.

Fu Xing once again had a bold idea. What if these paintings are not authentic, but Mr. Jess spent 60 years, after repeated failures and over and over again, to draw them?

How crazy is such a person?Just how paranoid?How high is the pursuit of art?

As Fu Xing, who is also engaged in the oil painting industry, he dare not imagine.

The revival of many famous paintings in this ancient castle has been seen in real life. They are collected in museums or art galleries in various countries, and every brushstroke on the oil painting is well preserved.

How could it be possible for an oil painter not to copy the works of masters? When Fu Xing was a student, he often copied the works of masters.

And Fu Xing is also an extreme detail monster in painting. Even so, he can't guarantee that every stroke is exactly the same as the original work, every color is exactly the same, and even the proportions of the pigments used are exactly the same.

And all these, that Mr. Jess did.

He remembered that Mr. Bill who came to buy paintings was already his regular customer. Of course, Mr. Jess had more than one regular customer, Mr. Bill.

Over the years, many wealthy businessmen and nobles have come to Mr. Jess to buy masterpieces, but no one would have thought that these masterpieces were written by Mr. Jess himself.

Fu Xing sighed, he couldn't understand why this Mr. Jess should be someone else's shadow when he was so outstanding.

As soon as Fu Xing came to his senses, he found that Yueyue's undead was already standing in her room. Today's Yueyue was not as bloody and bloody as yesterday, but presented a translucent appearance.

"Fu Xing, thank you."

"It's just a ring, so can you tell me what your death conditions are?"

"It is to evaluate unfinished paintings."

Fu Xing frowned, and he asked incomprehension: "Shouldn't it be, destroying the painting? Didn't you and Xu Duoxi both accidentally change the work?"

"Before I didn't know the cause of my death, I was the same as you thought, but now I figured it out. It was all Wang Jingjing's plan. She not only used the newcomers, but also used me and Xu Duoxi's dead generals." The death condition was fabricated into another appearance, which distracted all players' thinking." Yueyue said angrily.

Damn... this Wang Jingjing is really not a cover, she is really capable, she will not have known what the death conditions are, right?So he talked about cooperating with himself, but he didn't disclose all the information to himself.

They also formed gangs and lied to newcomers.

Tsk, scheming girl.

How dare you play tricks on me with Fu Xing, that's very good, your courage is commendable.Don't you know my lucky buff?

As soon as Yueyue's undead left, there was a strange rustling sound outside the door.

It seems that something from that night came again. Except for Fu Xing's door, which was not knocked, the doors of other players' rooms were knocked on.

"Boom boom boom --!"

"Miss Wang Jingjing, are you interested in being my model?"

"Miss Wang Jingjing, are you there? Open the door and I would like to chat with you."

"You are very beautiful, very much like the woman in the painting. Don't worry, I will give you a rich reward."

This is the voice of the artist, how did he start looking for models?Fu Xing pressed his ears tightly to the door, listening to the movement outside.

Wang Jingjing didn't open the door, and there was no movement in the room.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Jess knocked on the doors of Liu Lulu and Qi Ze again.

"Mr. Qi Ze, are you there? I want to draw an oil painting with you and the lady next to you. You are handsome. Can you come to the second floor to do it?"

"Miss Liu Lulu, I know you like that "Water Lily" very much. Maybe you like it so much that you want to steal the paint on it, so did you rub the paint on Miss Yueyue?"

"You should know that this painting is very expensive, Ms. Liu Lulu, you probably don't have enough money to buy this painting, so don't you think you should compensate it in other ways?"

"Miss Lulu... are you there..." His voice became deeper and deeper, and the hand knocking on the door turned into a hard knock on the door.

Louder than louder.

For a moment, Fu Xing felt that his palm was about to be smashed.

Qi Ze tightly covered Liu Lulu's mouth in the room, for fear that she would make a sound.

He just didn't keep an eye on Liu Lulu for a day. Unexpectedly, he was used as a gun by Wang Jingjing. He dared to touch the painting in the room on the second floor without permission, and even rubbed the paint on the player Yueyue.

Qi Ze felt that leading Liu Lulu was more difficult than leading ten pigs. It wasn't that he couldn't carry him, but he was the one who led him. If he ran in the opposite direction, it would be good if he didn't drag him into the water.

When he gets out of this dungeon and returns to the guild, he will teach the vice president a lesson on how he prepares newcomers to enter the dungeon.

It's fine if you can't keep up with the rhythm of the dungeon, and it's a disservice to him. At this moment, Liu Lulu's tears mixed with saliva, and snot all rubbed against Qi Ze's hand. liquid.

He thinks this woman is more disgusting than a man's semen. If it wasn't for a pervert who entered the dungeon and teamed up with him in the same room, how could a person like him with a high degree of cleanliness endure Liu Lulu's tears, saliva, and snot? All the brains stuck in his hand.

At this time, anyone who dares to talk to the artist will die.

As expected of Wang Jingjing's ten dungeon experiences, he was able to hold his breath.

Finally, the artist stopped knocking on the door, and before Qi Ze let go, before he could shake off the sticky liquid, Liu Lulu burst into tears.

The knock on the door that had just stopped sounded immediately, and it was more intense than the sound just now. He even felt that the wooden door was about to be smashed by the painter!

It turned out that it was the same thing that knocked on Fu Xing's door the first night!

"Cao, can you shut up!" Qi Ze cursed in a low voice, grabbed the iron sword on the wall with his backhand, and was ready to be broken into by the painter at any time.

Fu Xing was terrified when he heard it, and he was even thinking about whether to help Qi Ze when the green ring that was lighting up in the room suddenly went out.

The window was opened by the wind, making a "squeak" sound, the cold wind passed over his back, Fu Xing couldn't help shivering, his hand on the doorknob tightened again, Fu Xing swallowed nervously , calling desperately "the boss" in his consciousness, but no one answered.

Hiss, this ruffian boss...! Lost the chain again at a critical moment!

Fu Xing always felt that something had entered the room, but he didn't dare to turn his head. To be honest, Fu Xing was really a little scared.

I don't know what is behind it, and there is another crazy artist outside the door.

From the sound of Qi Ze and Liu Lulu, there should be nothing wrong. If he opens the door now, will the artist rush towards him madly!

Whether he opens the door or not, his situation is not very optimistic. At this moment, he suddenly thinks about the housekeeper who obeys him. Let's say, can we come here again and take this crazy painter away?

There was a muffled sound outside the door, as if the opposite door had been knocked open.

"Liu Lulu, if you don't want to die, hide behind me. This is the last time I will protect you!"

It was Qi Ze's voice!

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of collisions of various things, which was very intense.

Fu Xing was itching to hear that, and wished he could open the door now, anyway, it was a strange thing, at least the painter outside the room was still a person, and he had chatted with him all day long... He should take his face into consideration!

Forget it, young master, let's take a gamble!If he went out, the worst result would be 3v1, but if he stayed in the room, it would be 1v1 single-player combat.

Just as Fu Xing was about to turn the doorknob, he heard the man behind him speak.

"Fu Xing, don't move."

[The author has something to say: Damn it, it’s getting worse today! 】