"Young man!" Brother Wang looked up at Qi Xia at this time, "You still don't know how to deal with the black bead on your head, do you? As long as you help us draw lots fairly, I will tell you how to deal with this black bead. Is the deal done?"
"Ha." Qi Xia grinned, "It sounds so tempting."
"You should understand, right?" Brother Wang said again, "None of us can touch the two scratched "Tao", only you can touch it, so it must be "fair", only "fair" , only then can I tell you how to be rescued. Do you understand? "
The man deliberately emphasized the word "fair" and winked at Qi Xia.
Qi Xia looked at him as if he were a clown, and finally shook his head helplessly, saying softly: "Maybe the survivors will be worse off than the dead."
"That's not something you should consider. You just need to be responsible for "fairness." "Brother Wang reached out and squeezed Qi Xia's shoulder, and then said, "Young man, be smart, I won't treat you badly. "
"I'll try to be smarter." Qi Xia nodded and agreed.
Seeing that Qi Xia was convinced by him, the man nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and asked: "Which of us will do it first? Do you want to guess the punch?"
The six people finally decided to use guessing to determine the order of the draw. At this time, Qi Xia also turned to look at Di Niu, who was standing alone. Di Niu kept looking in his direction with an expressionless face.
He once saw Di Niu in the "Black Bear Hunting" game, and felt that Di Niu's physical games were relatively simple, even with a very strong brain.
As long as you have strong enough physical strength, you have a high probability of winning this game. For example, if the two remaining players are Qiao Jiajin and Zhang Shan, it will be difficult for the best to take advantage of this game.
Then Qi Xia glanced at the six people standing in front of him and found that the fat man wearing glasses had a slight advantage in the tug-of-war game, and the remaining few could not take advantage.
They finally finished guessing the punches, and walked to Qi Xia one by one to grab their own lives and deaths. Qi Xia also used some tricks, through language guidance and eye cues, to make the surviving people accurately become Brother Wang and the Fat Man. .
"Hey! How could this happen?!" Brother Wang said in confusion with poor acting skills, "I have already "reverberated"! But I survived? ! "
The faces of the four people who died in the lottery obviously became ugly, but after all, the decision was made by strangers, and no one could object.
At this time, Brother Wang also turned his head and gave Qi Xia an approving look.
"Ha..." Qi Xia slowly stood up and looked at the six men in front of him as if he were looking at a group of monkeys, "It's interesting."
"Have you decided?" Di Niu asked at the right time, "If you are not ready to accept the second challenge, I will ask you to leave my game venue now."
Brother Wang heard Di Niu's reminder and quickly turned around to strike while the iron was hot and said: "Everyone! Now that we have drawn the lots, we can only listen to fate this time. You know me, under normal circumstances I will never trade for my teammates. "Tao", but this time is different, there are a total of nine hundred and sixty "Tao"! There are just too many! "
Under the double pressure from Di Niu and Brother Wang, the fat man wearing glasses hurriedly answered: "Brother Wang is right, you can calculate for yourself how many times we have to die to earn 960 pills." road"? Although you seem to be dead, you only die once after all! Do the math for yourselves! Do you want to die forever, or die once? "
"But there is no "echo" between the two of us..." A tall and thin man pointed at himself and another middle-aged man and said, "Brother Wang... can you change with me...?" "
After their detailed chat, Qi Xia discovered that two of the four people who were about to die had no "response". Death was a "farewell" to them.
"Isn't it good to forget?!" The fat man grabbed the tall and thin man and said, "The reason why each of us resists death is because we are afraid of the fear caused by death. As long as you forget that you have died, it is equivalent to You have never died!"
After he finished speaking, he turned back and pointed at Brother Wang: "Don't think that Brother Wang is no longer afraid of death after "resounding". When he is resurrected next time, he will still remember the fear before death and the pain during death. This is very important to him. It’s a torture for everyone! Facing a situation where you are about to die, losing your memory is your blessing! "
Two of them thought it made sense after hearing this, while the other two "Echoers" didn't take death so seriously. After a long discussion, everyone decided to end their lives with a knife.
But suicide and being killed are obviously two completely different difficulties. Several people kept passing knives to each other, and no one could kill themselves.
Seeing a group of people gradually becoming confused, Di Niu walked forward slowly and said softly: "I have a proposal."
Everyone turned to look at her.
"Since you have decided on the teammates who are going to die, and everyone has drawn lots voluntarily, why not let me help you do it." After Di Niu finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at the sky, "If we delay any more time, I will There is some anxiety, do you agree?”
After hearing this, several people looked at each other and felt that this was the best way out of desperation. At least Di Niu would be more professional and the pain they would suffer would be shorter.
After hearing everyone's agreement, Di Niu ducked forward and grabbed the dagger from one person's hand. In just a few seconds, he cut everyone's neck cleanly. They didn't even have time to fall down, and they didn't even look at each other. The wounds began to bloom as fear began to grow.
Four rivers of blood flowed out from everyone's necks. They covered their necks and slowly fell to their knees amidst the "sound of rain".
Brother Wang and the fat man on the side swallowed their saliva after looking at it. Although this was all discussed in advance, killing people at the prefectural level "Zodiac" always makes people feel chilly. They seem to regard human life as an ant and do not hesitate before killing. , do not hesitate after killing.
Di Niu also walked up to the four fallen people, grabbed the ankles of two of them with his left and right hands respectively, then turned himself into a slingshot and exerted force on his waist and abdomen instantly, lifting the two people far above his head like pebbles. The ground was thrown out. This time, it was obvious that force was applied to the whole body, and two moderately deep footprints appeared under Diniu's feet.
(This paragraph is here to apologize to everyone, and I also want to say something from my heart. Readers and family members who don’t want to read it don’t need to scroll down and just go to the next chapter. Thank you everyone. I have been feeling drowsy after the recent influenza A epidemic. Before I just took my first leave this month after more than 120 days of updating. In the meantime, I have been signing physical books and participating in various author activities. I handwrite 10,000 words and 4,000 coded words every day. I didn’t want to stop updating. But Influenza A came to me again, and I was really too tired during this period. I was often in a dazed state when typing, which caused a bad reading experience for everyone. I sincerely apologize to everyone, and will try my best in the future. Handle the text carefully. I have thought about stopping updates before to preserve the quality, but there are too many readers who are looking forward to the development of the story every day, so I will try my best to overcome all difficulties to ensure updates for everyone. If I find similar typos or logical problems, although Ai Contact me in person or through any platform, and I will make timely modifications. This is one of them.)
(Secondly, someone mentioned that I had revised the previous paragraph, and they suspected that I had gone back and revised it after writing it down. Some people also used this to drive the rhythm. In fact, people who know me or have read it before should know that I revised it far earlier. Far more than just one place. If someone took screenshots of the whole process, they should be able to find at least a hundred places that are different from the original. However, the general direction of the story must remain unchanged, because each time it is a slight adjustment rather than a major change, so it will not be correct. Readers who have already read create a severing disorder. Regarding this point, I will admit it generously to everyone who asks me, because I firmly believe that good works are created by editing, not by being reckless. After the completion of the last book I also spent almost two months going back to the beginning to fine-tune the entire book. The fine-tuning content is basically: typos, wording techniques, emotional expression, subtle logic, supporting role relationships, writing methods that readers think are better, and foreshadowing. Smoother and many complexities. This book will be the same. I will not only make fine adjustments while writing, but also make adjustments from the beginning after finishing. After all, readers who understand this work should I know that the style of this book may not be suitable for serialization, because what I use is basically not a "linear narrative", but closer to a "circular narrative" that connects end to end. I have already conceived the prequel and beginning from the moment I started writing. , development and ending. In order to make it look more like a work that echoes the beginning and end and has a strong integrity, I not only spend half of my time coding every day, but also spend a long time reading my own books. And a lot of fine-tuning, this may be easy to say, but it actually takes up almost ten hours of my time every day. If someone thinks this is an unacceptable and extremely ridiculous mistake, I accept all criticisms and corrections, and I understand everyone Personal thoughts. But I may not correct it. I will still keep going back to revise and fine-tune my work because I want to be responsible for my work. Compared with everyone else, I should hope that this book is better than anyone else. Thank you to everyone who understands me. Your understanding is making "End of Ten Days" better and better. Thank you to everyone who doesn't understand me. Your doubts are also making "End of Ten Days" grow. Beacon of Light, thank you to everyone who has left their thoughts. That’s pretty much it, I’ve finished what I want to say, and I won’t take up everyone’s reading time anymore! Rush!)
(Ah, by the way, that’s all I’ve said. By the way, I can’t meet readers while riding the high-speed train and then chat with them about the follow-up plot and outline. People who know me should know that I can’t be so outgoing. Please pay attention to distinguish between things.)
