Deceitful Game

Chapter 99 The Third Mingbo

Chapter 99 The Third Mingpo

Ai Shiping gritted his teeth, his knuckles turned white from clenching his fists, and his face was contorted with tension.

Gathering all his strength—he smashed Mingpo's head in a single blow!

Bang!

With a muffled thud, dark red blood splattered everywhere.

The eyeballs bulged out of their sockets due to the sudden increase in pressure, and the skull cracked open.

Mingpo staggered backward.

He hadn't expected Ai Shiping to react like this at all—

With half of his head smashed off, he slowly straightened up.

"----interesting."

He remained still, but spoke in a calm yet curious voice: "What exactly is wrong? How did you figure it out?"

"Nothing about this is right!"

Ai Shiping stepped forward, gripped the hammer with both hands, and mercilessly slammed it down from above!

As the hammer fell, "Mingpo's" body crumbled into a pool of blood with a splash.

It was like popping a water balloon.

Black and red blood splattered everywhere, leaving some on the front of Ai Shiping's shoes and trouser legs.

But the blood that fell on the ground and on their bodies did not soak their clothes or the ground.

The moment they fell, they turned into dried bloodstains, as if they had been left years ago—yellowish-black.

Ai Shiping was panting, his heart pounding wildly.

"Ai Shiping?"

A voice came from outside the door: "What are you doing?"

"Ah, dealing with an imposter."

Ai Shiping took a breath and tried his best to calm his trembling voice: "An imposter pretending to be you."

"But there were just too many flaws—I saw through it at a glance."

This is not an exaggeration.

Ai Shiping did see through the truth at a glance. First of all, when Mingpo saw him, it was impossible for her to sit there with a curious look and ask him what he was doing.

Mingpo will definitely kick himself right away.

Because if he hadn't immediately instructed Mingpo to stand guard at the toilet door, but instead followed him inside—then none of this would have happened.

Although Mingpu had tacitly agreed to and followed his plan at the time, that didn't stop him from kicking himself as punishment for coming up with such a foolish plan.

He knew that Mingpo was actually quite afraid of being alone. The fact that they were being separated and sent to different places would probably frighten Mingpo.

It wasn't that he was afraid of getting into danger himself, but that he was afraid of getting into danger for Ai Shiping.

After all, Mingpo was capable of self-defense, but Ai Shiping was not. This fear would infuriate him—just like a parent seeing their child accidentally get lost, feeling both shocked and terrified.

Secondly, he heard from the comments that Mingpo had already taken down a ghost.

This intelligence reveals several things:

First, the audience here at Ai Shiping's place is definitely not normal.

Secondly, the "ghosts" here can be dealt with through physical attacks—after all, all the talismans were with Ai Shiping when they separated. Mingpo's title also has no special effects; he can only use physical attacks.

Third, Mingper has already fought one battle.

It's not that Mingpo will necessarily be injured or have combat marks just because she's been in battle.

Rather, it means that since Mingpo had already participated in the battle, it was impossible for him to remain calm when he saw Ai Shiping.

Because Ai Shiping may also encounter combat.

Although it's only a "possibility," whenever he sees Ai Shiping not holding a weapon, he will definitely question Ai Shiping, "Where's your hammer?"

This is something that can be easily deduced by simply paying attention to the information provided in the comments and putting yourself in Minpo's shoes.

At that time, Ai Shiping had already sensed that something was wrong.

"I see----"

Mingpo, speaking calmly from outside, said, "But it's not a big problem; he doesn't know our information."

"It seems we need to agree on a code first—until then, you open the door, Ai Shiping."

"Haha, I won't open it."

Ai Shiping sneered, "Because you're fake too."

"Are you asking for a beating?"

Mingpo's tone was unfriendly: "Open the door now, or I'll have to say it a second time."

"Not bad, you have a strong learning ability."

Ai Shiping clicked his tongue in amazement and scoffed, "You realized something was wrong and started adjusting so quickly? Which AI model are you using?"

""

"What nonsense are you spouting?!"

Mingpo shouted curses, "Open the door!"

Hahahaha!

Ai Shiping laughed so hard he couldn't stop, tears even streaming down his face, and he practically rolled on the ground.

He had never seen Mingpo swear in Northeastern dialect.

Mingpo has excellent upbringing; she almost never swears and is very emotionally stable.

But when he really started cursing, Ai Shiping couldn't understand a string of Shanghainese at all—Ai Shiping himself was the same in this respect.

His usual "WTF" is just an interjection from playing too many games; when he's really angry, he'll definitely use his dialect.

The scene was so hilarious; he'd never even heard of that accent before.

The "Mingpo" outside was right—he really didn't know their true intelligence.

In this world, his name really is Ai Shiping. Their names are the same as in reality.

But it's clear that they come from different backgrounds!

Ai Shiping scrambled to his feet and grabbed his phone, frantically tapping away: "My God, my God—I need to figure out if this live stream can be exported as video—brothers, brothers! Is there a recording team? I need a clip from just now, could you please cut it up quickly, thank you!"

He now felt so regretful that Mingpo himself hadn't seen this scene!

Suddenly, a loud bang came from the gate, as if it had been smashed by a hammer.

Clearly, the "Mingpo" outside was enraged.

But just then, the faint sound of the music box outside abruptly stopped.

Then came the sound of the door opening.

"Um?

""

Ai Shiping heard Mingpo's questioning voice.

Immediately afterwards, the sounds of fighting came from outside the door—though it wasn't actually a fierce fight.

Because it had only been two or three rounds, Ai Shiping heard a "thump".

It didn't look like someone was smashing the door with a hammer; it looked more like someone was slamming their head against the door.

One, two, three —

A series of muffled thuds followed, then the sound of a hammer smashing into a head. Ai Shiping was all too familiar with that sound, having only heard it a short while ago.

A while later, the door in front of him beeped, and it was suddenly opened from the outside!

Ai Shiping's pupils contracted slightly, and he took half a step back.

The person who slowly walked in from outside was Mingpo.

He was carrying a camera in his left hand and a hammer that was still dripping blood in his right. His upper body was almost completely soaked in blood. There were even bloodstains on his face and glasses.

Only his hair was neatly styled, as if it had just been combed. His eyes were calm yet held a hint of ferocity and madness—making him look more like a demon than a demon himself.

He glanced at Ai Shiping, adjusted his glasses, but said nothing.

He merely grinned slightly, revealing an unsettling smile, before slowly approaching Ai Shiping.

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