Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

Chapter 27: Another doll

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One vehicle after another left the service area and drove into the highway.

The pathfinder team headed by Tan Xiao and Brother Hui drove at the front of the team.

Tanxiao drove his beloved motorcycle flexibly between several cars. He was energetic. While observing the road conditions ahead, he was wary of the gangsters from yesterday.

I don't know if his surveillance played a role, or if those people were scared by Shen Mo's beating, but they were very calm, and nothing happened along the way.

The vehicle traveled for about an hour, and when it was about to enter Zhenjiang, a cluster of figures appeared in front of the road.

Brother Hui's car drove at the front, so he saw it first.

"...like a doll."

"It's the people in the food processing factory again, right? The same tricks are endless, I think those people are idle!"

"We robbed them of their food, probably holding a grudge."

"Don't worry about it, just drive over there!"

"Will something happen..."

"Tsk! This is the only way to go, even if something happens, you have to rush over! What are you afraid of, there are still a group of backers behind us!"

A few simple conversations, the speed of the car is not slowed down.

The humanoid dolls on the road were immediately smashed into pieces, and then rolled with the wind, a mess.

Shen Mo noticed the abnormality, lowered his speed, beckoned to the motorcycle not far away, and asked, "What's going on?"

The sound was mixed with the wind.

The chat and laughter slowed down, driving parallel to the off-road vehicle, and shouting at Shen Mo: "It's a doll again! It's probably done by the people in the food processing factory! That factory is nearby!"

Shen Mo frowned, seeing the doll that fell on the side of the road, and there was an indescribable sense of disobedience in his heart.

The movements and demeanor of these dolls were very wrong, as if they were being driven by something.

Bai Youwei in the back seat also saw it.

She frowned and said nothing.

At this time, the chat and joke suddenly burst out with a curse—

"Fuck!"

The motorcycle accelerated sharply and rushed towards a doll wearing a white apron!

"I know this aunt! She even scolded me when she grabbed their sausage yesterday! How did she turn into a doll?!"

Tan Xiao's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly checked the other dolls, and then suddenly turned around! Drive in reverse on the road!

"All the people in the food processing plant have turned into dolls! Don't drive forward! All stop! Stop!!!—"

One car after another stopped, with confusion and panic on people's faces.

"What happened?"

"...It seems that there is a doll in front of you."

"Then what?... Do you want to go back?"

back

Where can I go back

They have nowhere to go.

After notifying the last car, he stopped the motorcycle talking and laughing, and looked back at the front of the convoy, thinking that now I am afraid to arrange for the vehicles to drive separately, otherwise it would be too easy for accidents to happen if they all gather together.

Fortunately, this time I noticed it in time. If I continued to rush forward, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He was feeling fortunate, and then the next second, a strange voice came from his ear—

"Ding! Welcome to the doll game! The theme of this game is 'Frog's Golden Ball', and the rules are as follows:

One, refuse the game to become a doll!

Second, the game fails and becomes a doll!

Three, game clearance reward dolls! …”

"Fuck?" Tan Xiao looked left and right in surprise, "Where did the voice come from?"

This string of familiar narration also sounded in Bai Youwei and Shen Mo's ears.

The dazzling white haze shone, people couldn't help but close their eyes, and when they opened it again, the world became different again.

This time, they were greeted by a dark cave, a stench of silt, and an extremely damp and stuffy breath.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!..." A series of cursing, chatting and laughing jumped up from the mud, exasperated, "Is he a trap?!"

"This isn't a trap, it's a game." The man with glasses sat in the mud with a helpless and desperate look on his face, "Don't you know that this... is a doll game."