Chapter 804 Explosive Power

"Young man!" Brother Wang raised his head and looked at Qi Xia, "You still don't know how to deal with the black bead on your head, do you? You just need to help us draw lots fairly, and then 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 pinched 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 great 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 hurriedly turned back 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". The next time he is resurrected, 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 looked up at the sky, "If we delay any more time, I will 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 suffered would be shorter.

After hearing everyone's agreement, Di Niu rushed forward and snatched the dagger from one person. In just a few seconds, he cut everyone's neck cleanly. They didn't even have time to fall down, and their eyes didn't start to become afraid, but the wounds had already bloomed.

Four rivers of blood flowed out from the necks of the people. They covered their necks and slowly knelt on the ground in the "rain sound".

The Di Wangge and the fat man on the side swallowed their saliva after watching. Although this was all discussed in advance, the killing of the earth-level "zodiac" always made people feel chilling. They seemed to regard human lives as ants, and they didn't hesitate before killing or after killing.

Di Niu also walked to the four people who fell down, grabbed the ankles of two of them with his left and right hands respectively, and then turned himself into a slingshot, exerting force in his waist and abdomen in an instant, and lifted the two people over his head like pebbles and threw them far away. This time, he obviously used force throughout his body, and two footprints of neither deep nor shallow appeared under Di Niu's feet.

(This paragraph is to apologize to everyone, and I also have some things in my heart to say. Readers who don’t want to read can stop scrolling and go directly to the next chapter. Thank you. I have been feeling groggy recently after the H1N1 flu. I updated for more than 120 days in a row before and only took my first leave this month. In the meantime, I have been signing physical books and participating in various author activities. I handwrite 10,000 words and code 4,000 words every day. I didn’t want to stop updating, but the H1N1 flu found me again, which made me too tired during this period. I was often in a daze when coding, which caused a bad reading experience for everyone. I sincerely apologize to everyone, and I will try my best to handle the text carefully in the future. I thought about stopping to maintain the quality before, 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 keep you all. If you find any typos or logical problems, just tag me or contact me through any platform, and I will definitely make the changes in time. This is the first point. )

(Second, some people mentioned that I had revised the previous paragraphs, suspecting that I had written it wrong and went back to revise it. Some people also used this to drive the rhythm. In fact, people who know me or have read it twice should know that I have revised far more than one place before. If someone has screenshots throughout the process, they should be able to find at least a hundred places that are different from the original, but the general direction of the story must remain unchanged, because each time it is a fine-tuning rather than a major change, so it will not cause a split barrier to readers who have already read it. Regarding this point, I will generously admit it to everyone who asks me, because I firmly believe that good works are revised, not rushed. The previous book After finishing it, I spent almost two months going back to the beginning and fine-tuning the whole book. The fine-tuning basically included: typos, wording, emotional expression, subtle logic, relationships between supporting characters, what readers think is a better way of writing, making foreshadowing smoother, and many other complicated things. This book will be the same. Not only will I make fine-tuning while writing, but I will also make adjustments from the beginning after it is finished. After all, readers who are familiar with this work should know that the style of this book may not be suitable for serialization, because the style I use is basically not "linear narrative", but closer to a "circular narrative" that connects the beginning and the end. From the moment I put pen to paper, I have already conceived the prequel, beginning, development, and ending. In order to make it look more like a work that echoes from beginning to end and has a strong integrity, I each I not only spend half of my time writing, but also spend a long time reading my own book and making many 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's ideas. 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, I should want this book to be better than anyone else. Thank you to everyone who understands me. Your understanding is making "The End of Ten Days" better and better. Thank you to everyone who doesn't understand me. Your doubts are also the beacon of "The End of Ten Days" in its growth. Thank you to everyone who has left their own ideas. That's about it. I've said what I wanted to say. I won't take up your reading time anymore! Go! )

(Oh, by the way, I've said this. By the way, it's impossible for me to meet readers on the high-speed rail and talk to them about the subsequent plot and outline. People who know me should know that I can't do such an extroverted thing. Everyone should pay attention to distinguish.)