Hey, Werewolf, I Took Out the Priesthood Card with My Backhand

Overnight, twelve strangers were dragged into an ancient palace controlled by a mysterious black-robed monster. Secret rooms, murals, countdowns, identity monuments - everything here points to a cruel survival game: the werewolf's game. Some are descendants of white wolves, some are descendants of black wolves, and some are ordinary villagers. The Sheriff's revolver only has seven bullets in it, and the witch cannot make a second bottle of antidote... But one thing is clear to everyone - get to the town before dark, otherwise, die! Ai Ruochen, a mercenary who has been on the verge of life and death all year round, understood from the first second he walked in this door: Only by relying on logical and rigorous thinking and a strong ability to survive and disguise can he get to the end. But when he lit up the totem with blood, was chased by the wolves onto a tree trunk, and looked into the eyes of a white wolf leader, he began to doubt one thing - did the world know him? ! The black wolf grinds its teeth in the dark, and the white wolf is silent in the moonlight. And his sister was still waiting for him to come home at another card table.