Chapter 78: The Scheming

The pointer of the rotating ring pointed firmly to the "glasses".

In an instant, all "eyes" were instantly focused on Jiang Qian - finally, it was time for a real fight between "living people" and "living people", and the strange collections sitting around were also excited!

Tony Fugui looked at Jiang Qian anxiously.

He dragged his tired body and raised his cheeks stubbornly, his expression revealed the fear of the unknown, the lack of confidence and the superposition of despair.

Jiang Qian stared at him calmly through the mysterious glasses, observing the few faint silk threads connected to him, interspersed and hidden in the crisscrossing silk threads all over the field.

Strange, even living people will gradually be affected... Jiang Qian did not step onto the ring immediately, but stood under the stage and shouted to the stage: "Hey, are you betting on life or super crystal?"

Hearing such a private question, Tony Fugui was a little absent-minded for a moment.

The same question was asked once by Dr. Dai before.

This actually gave him a moment of relaxation from his extreme anxiety: "Why are you asking this?"

Jiang Qian thought about it and changed his words to a more tactful way: "Confirm whether there will be a chance to meet again in the future."

"Hmph, what do you mean, do you think I will definitely fall into your hands?" Tony Fugui became alert again, and this sounded very wrong.

But sadly, even he didn't think he had a chance to survive to the end.

"It seems to be the last time..." Jiang Qian sighed lightly and stopped beating around the bush, "I'll be frank, Mr. Fugui, you will die today, but not in my hands. If you can satisfy one of my curiosity, I can promise to avenge you."

"You avenge me?" Tony Fugui thought he had heard it wrong, "Ha, are you crazy or am I crazy?"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Qian slowly raised a card.

On the ordinary card, there was only an unknown [blank] printed on it.

Then, the butler Simon exclaimed from the second-floor stands: "Ah, what a lucky guy! Our "Glasses" chose a bye in this game! "

Byes?!

Dr. Dai and Tony Fugui's eyes widened at the same time, but their mentality was completely different.

"Why can you have a bye?" Dr. Dai frowned, and even asked impatiently to the second-floor stand, "Why does he have this opportunity?"

Butler Simon explained in a friendly manner: "This distinguished guest passed the initial test and returned the spoils. This is the benefit of 'barter'."

"Barter..." Dr. Dai repeated these words, his face gradually stiffened.

He gave up the opportunity on his own initiative.

Tony Fugui on the stage was even more clueless: "What do you mean, what initial test?"

He looked at Dr. Dai on the other side of the stage, and didn't remember that the other party mentioned such a thing.

At this time, Jiang Qian had already approached the ring, staring into Tony Fugui's eyes, and asked:

——"Where is Jiang Yang? "

Tony Fugui's nerves tightened again, and his pupils shrank noticeably!

He didn't answer any questions, but Jiang Qian had already obtained the information he thought of: the other party knew a person with the same name as his missing brother, and this person was still alive.

Yes, Jiang Qian rationally and objectively believed that the name "Jiang Yang" was popular and boring, and it was normal to have the same name as other people. At present, there is no evidence to show whether this "Jiang Yang" is the stupid, arrogant and annoying guy in his memory.

But he couldn't let go of this clue.

"What are you looking for him for?" Tony Fugui tried to manage his expression so as not to be unable to help cursing.

"Repay a favor."

"Hahaha..." Tony Fugui laughed in anger, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "It's ridiculous! You dog officials, you will never find him."

"I must correct your bias. Look carefully, my trump card is "glasses". I don't know who attacked you at the beginning, but I have a blood feud with the official gang and we are incompatible. Can you please stop smearing me? "Jiang Qian said back without changing his expression.

Tony Fugui was dumbfounded and confused by Jiang Qian's words.

But he still didn't let go: "Don't even think about prying a word out of me."

The negotiation failed.

At the same time, the pointer of the rotating ring spun again and slowly stopped on the "knife" logo.

The round-robin battle continued.

The scene became strangely quiet.

Tony Fugui on the stage had a blank mind!

And Dr. Dai in the audience stepped onto the ring with a heavy face.

He had a shiny silver scalpel hidden in his sleeve, but Tony Fugui on the opposite side had an absolutely defensive cloak.

Jiang Qian calmly watched the next incident. From the perspective of the mysterious glasses, the complicated and tangled threads were drawn and entangled again.

"Old Dai, what should we do?"

Tony Fugui put aside his previous distracting thoughts and cast an expectant look at Dr. Dai: "If only one of us can survive..."

Before he finished speaking, a sharp pain came from his chest!

The strange collections danced around the ring, as if they were watching the most exciting and grand performance.

Tony Fugui was trembling and stunned. He raised his hand tremblingly and touched his chest. When he opened it in front of his eyes, his palm was already blood red...

"When..."

He looked up at Dr. Dai's gradually cold face, took a few steps back, and unveiled the cloak around his upper body...

The wound that had been carefully sutured before was bleeding along the incision.

The whole piece of skin at the joint bulged outward, the needle and thread broke, and a sharp object with silver light pierced out from inside.

When the object was separated from the flesh and ready to "escape", it was accurately grasped in Tony Fugui's palm: it was a brooch.

He suddenly understood Jiang Qian's lip shape at the beginning of the round-robin battle, and also understood what the other party said, "You must die today, but not in my hands"...

Under the mysterious glasses, any abnormal objects have nowhere to hide - it turns out that the spoils that Dr. Dai could not hand over have become a trap set for betrayal.

"I'm sorry, if only one of us can survive, it can only be me." Dr. Dai said calmly.

In fact, he regretted doing this very much.

If he had used the "trophies" he took at the beginning to exchange for a chance to play byes like Jiang Qian, the benefits would be much greater than now.

He had planned everything, but he was not as good as some people who could do it easily.

...

The vitality on Tony Fugui's face disappeared.

He fell backwards on his back...

In his sight, the blood column spurting upward from the crack in his chest was extremely bright, allowing the rest of his life to bloom to the fullest.

He smiled and stretched out his palm, as if to touch the last warmth of his life... The next moment, his hand was firmly held.

Jiang Qian's voice came from his ear: "Where is Jiang Yang? Tell me, I will avenge you!"

Tony Fugui slowly turned his cheek and wanted to smile at the other party contemptuously.

But he was stunned.

The young man in front of him had an eager and fiery look, full of extreme desire for a certain goal. It was obvious that this strong emotion had nothing to do with hatred.

This was the first time that Tony Fugui had seen such strong emotional expression on this face since they had met.

At the end of his life, he made a bold decision:

"Morning and death... styling... studio... Kang An!"

A silver scalpel ended Tony Fugui's last words.

Jiang Qian turned his head and looked at Dr. Dai!

At that moment, his anger was enough to engulf anything! But at the same time, he also saw countless threads gathering and entangled with him from all directions.

Doctor Dai spread his hands and said, "He said too much."

Jiang Qian stared at the other party coldly: "I guess you are colleagues?"

"Well... I find it difficult to admit that those who don't respect doctors are colleagues." Dr. Dai looked as if it was a matter of course.

Jiang Qian let go of Tony Fugui's hand and silently wrote down two locations:

Morning Life and Death Styling Studio, and, a location with the words "Kang An".

Tony Fugui's body was soon moved away by the servants.

Jiang Qian turned to Dr. Dai: "You seem to be obsessed. Uncle, have you tried to see a psychiatrist?"

"Me? No, it's not an obsession, it's an ideal."

"It's a tragedy for society that such an ideal can be born."

Jiang Qian turned away indifferently.

Arguing with weirdos is not his first priority. Those "invisible" threads that keep wrapping around him are the warning of danger.

The pointer of the rotating ring behind him continued to rotate until the next "dead" jumped onto the ring...

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