There were more than just these three photographs.
The thick photo album, with six photos per page, was almost completely filled. And it wasn't just women; about a third were good-looking men.
"That death was too easy for him," Chi Xian recognized the prop in the photo as the one used by that Rank-B player wrapped in cloth earlier, and said, "Dragging him out to whip the corpse wouldn't be excessive."
"What a variety of people," Tong Qi flipped through a few more pages, frowning, "These people look young, probably in their twenties."
"What kind of person can't be found in the game?" Young Master Mo walked over with Scarred Glasses, glanced at the album, "If you've seen the Cannibal Player forums, you'd know this is nothing."
Tong Qi looked at him strangely, "What, so there's someone more perverted than him and that makes him not perverted? What's the point of comparing."
While speaking, he threw the album aside.
