MTL - Rescuing the Supporting Character-Chapter 76 Vampire's melee

The primary election address of the world election is set on a private island in the South Pacific. The competition system is very simple. The first round is divided into eight districts, one district and one world. The world is drawn by lottery, and each district enters the world. The top five can win the next round.

Wen Ru is sitting next to the window, flipping through the information in his hand, seventy-eight companies, the last time the provocative one was really on the list. She continued to turn down quietly, each company's ten members, this is 780 people, turned to the last page, slightly smiled: "It seems that the competition is very intense."

The little assistant put a glass of grape juice on her hand: "Although there are a lot of people involved, we have to pay attention to the original old companies. As for the dark thorns, it has only recently appeared, its behind-the-scenes boss It’s very mysterious. I’ve never seen it before. I checked it for three days and couldn’t figure out its background.”

Wen Ruo took a sip of a toast - too sweet, not freshly squeezed, drinking is a sugary taste. She frowned and put down the cup: "If you can't find it, it means that its strength is much deeper than we think."

The little assistant nodded and agreed: "But it is said that the performers of the dark thorns are all from the shackles, and they have been paid back by their bosses for a big price. The strength should not be underestimated. If you are sister, you should be careful."

The so-called "free travel" is an unlisted performer who is not affiliated with a certain company. They privately take orders and illegally sneak into the world that is not open to the outside world. Whether the customer wants them to kill people or destroy the opponent's tasks, as long as someone is willing to pay, They will not hesitate to do it.

Formal executors have lived in the mission world for a long time, and the aborigines of the world are more or less emotional, but the recreation is different. They are like unconstrained mercenaries. Moreover, this group of mercenaries will have no evil in the mission world. For those who have no lower limit, everything in the mission world is just a pile of money that can be exchanged for banknotes. symbol.

The number one of the dark thorns is called Eser, and the photo has a simple red short hair, a cold look, and a faint suffocation in the eyes.

The slender fingertips gently crossed her profile, and the temperature was close to the folder. Some things are not to avoid being able to avoid it. Every company’s number one is a live target in the eyes of the opponent, even if She does not go to them, they will also deal with her.

The unscrupulous aggression of the members of the Dark Spurs does cause a lot of trouble for the unwarranted self-defense, but it is only a problem. She gestures to the assistant: "I invited the other executives of the company to eat at night. Or drinking, you decide." If someone can get to a district with her, she would be happy to work with him.

The climate of the South Pacific is hot and humid all year round, and the blue sky is projected on the sea, reflecting the deep blue-blue blocks.

As if he was stepping off the plane, he saw a row of black leather pants on the opposite side of the apron and walked toward the villa area at the rear. The first woman who wore a pair of hot pants and exposed the bronzed slender thighs was the picture of Esser. The two eyes are intertwined, one touches and no points, and they all seem to know each other's identity.

Wen Ruru passed her by squinting.

At that time, in her mind, Arthur was just an opponent. She wouldn’t have thought that she would be entangled with this woman for hundreds of years and even thousands of years in the future mission world.

On the second day of the company gathering, only ten performers including Wen Ruyi, as well as their respective assistants, the **oss of the Streamer Company signaled to distribute the rules of the game to everyone, while slowly: "Unlike the usual tasks of everyone, after the successful completion of the task of the election world, if the executor does not die, the period of staying in it is one thousand years, and the real world time does not correspond to the flow.

Because it is a melee, there will be more men's matches, no matter which one you choose to help, and the final outcome will be won by the performer who has the most influence on him.

Moreover, it is forbidden for any performer to use unfair means to slaughter a male partner. In other words, even if you want to kill the male partner supported by the other party, you can't do it yourself. Therefore, colleagues who want to solve the problem directly by force, it is best to use their brains, and they will be sentenced out.

After four days, everyone will enter a specific room to pick up their own number. After the draw, they will immediately enter the world of the election. As for the information, the assistants will connect your inlays and transfer them. If you have any questions, you can also use them. Report upwards, but only for rules related content. ”

After the lottery, they will enter the task directly. There is no way to immediately confirm who the company’s people are entering the same world with themselves, and they don’t know what their identity is. This kind of competition system has caused a lot of difficulties for everyone’s smooth joints. .

Several performers looked at each other, and Wen Ruo made a snap: "Then meet in the most famous building in the city. Whenever you arrive, draw a sun on the corner of the ground, which is neither eye-catching nor easy to recognize."

Wen Ruyi thinks that when it is time to help, it must be other performers, but when she blinks and reveals that her own woman named Esser, the first reaction is to find a helper and put that The woman who nests in the nest gets out of her body.

After the executor enters the mission, the name of the host will become her own name. If Wen is not here, the biggest possibility is what Eser has done.

But what puzzles her is that if the other person can let her lose her original ownership - why not kill her directly?

The moon has not yet risen, but you can see the mahogany dressing table next to the window, with a dagger on it, a milky white handle, and a sharp blade.

Wen is slowly sitting up from the bed and stepping on the matt dark brown wood floor with bare feet. She slowly picked up the dagger and held it in her hand. The size and feel were just right. The dagger was prepared for her by Esser.

The warmth of the heart sinks, to create such a delicate dagger, it will not be done in a short period of time, Arthur must use the privilege, as for what is going on, she Will slowly figure out.

Wen Ruru carefully put the dagger back in place, put on a cloak and walked out of the door.

The most important thing now is to meet with other teammates first to see if you can recapture your body with the help of external forces. This is a fantasy world full of vampires, werewolves and wizards. I believe that some strangely spells can always be found. Let her get out of trouble.

The long castle ramp was empty, and the warm cloak quickly pushed the door open. The garden of the castle is very large. She can only vaguely see the white thorns and tall black plants on the side of the wall. The quaint whole granite stone walls are covered with green ivy.

Wen is very nervous. She doesn't know when her body will be occupied again by Arthur. The unknown is always the most frightening.

She hurriedly walked. Suddenly, a black figure appeared on the road ahead. The windshield in his hand was dim, and he couldn't see him. He only asked him questioningly: "Ai Erer?"

Hell Eyre! She took a deep breath and stopped and smiled back: "It's me."

The man gradually walked in, high nose and deep eyes, is the face of a typical European, his mouth with a gentle smile, because the soft warmth in the dark green eyes and the whole person is very elegant and courteous. He walked over to her, bent his arms and smiled at her, like a real gentleman: "It would be too bad for a single lady to go out alone so late. Maybe, what can I do?"

Her actions can't let Esser know that if she is not correct, she can guess her existence. Wen Ruru does not believe this man, but the current situation is too passive. The first thing she has to do now is to keep her life. As for the task, I have to rely on it. Living is more important than anything else.

Wen Ruo helpless, holding his arms, his head bent his mouth, pretending to complain: "I just can't sleep and want to go out, Elliott, you don't tell others, the father knows for sure. Will punish me."

Elliott tilted the wind light in her hand to her side. The dim light illumined the road in front of her. He slowed down and walked to the warm pace. He grinned: "Reassured, I will not Tell anyone that you sneak out of the garden in the middle of the night, this is a little secret between us."

Wen Ru really does not want to pretend to be a shy look to sing the man, but it is obvious that Esser has shamelessly started to Eliot.

Seeing him from time to time looking at her face, I know that he also has some heart--warm is very violent, what are these things? ! All the men in the world are women! She really doesn't want to put a foot on it to make the original match a little three, mud!

She opened the topic: "After two days, Mr. Mayor should also arrive. I heard that your two brothers will come together?" That is the goal she needs to examine. After I have solved the problem, I should Pick one from them and start the action.

As for other males, they have to go everywhere to find them. Even if they find them, they are likely to be picked up first. Even if they don't, she has to deal with Esser, and there is no need to spend more time to become familiar with each other.

"The original plan is like this," he smiled and shook his head. "But Big Brother has something to leave for a while, only the second brother will come with his father."

Wen Ruwei smiled and smiled, this is good, there is only one left, and there is no room for choice...