Jiang Xiuyi also turned over the cards at this moment, and then looked towards Bo Shuo, with a happy smile on his lips.
When talking to smart people, you don't have to put in effort and can convey your meaning simply.
What she just said was a sign of goodwill.
If possible Jiang Xiuyi would still like to cooperate with the young people in front of me.
At least, in this game, having an ally can increase your winning rate.
As time goes by, the cards gradually change among everyone's hands, and the atmosphere becomes increasingly gloomy.
Shou Dao The first ID Badge known to everyone was circulated.
"I want to exchange cards with candidate Number Six."
Finally, someone couldn't hold it any longer.
Number Three The cards on the table were replaced by Number Six candidate ID Badge.
This is an almost stupid behavior, turning the cards in your hand into ID Badge that everyone knows well.
In the final stage, unless he draws the card change round himself, he is likely to be replaced.
This results in the death of Blank Card.
The others remained silent, but looked at No. 3 with a strange look.
No. 3 also realized something, clenched the cards in his hand suddenly, and looked slightly pale.
There are only the last five minutes of game time left.
The number of rotations of the centermost turntable is getting slower and slower.
But the strange thing is that from beginning to end, Ni Zi next to him never had his turn.
Ni Zi didn't panic. He tucked the strands of hair behind his ears and leaned back leisurely. There was no sense of urgency about the threat to his life. He was as relaxed as if he was playing here.
Completely unpredictable.
Is this because he is sure of his own strength, or is he simply enjoying the thrill of being on the edge of a cliff and not falling off.
He announced to everyone at the beginning that he was Blank Card, and he actually frightened everyone for a while.
After all, it is better to look for other cards than to take this extremely risky card.
But now as time goes by, everyone's eyes are starting to get anxious, and there are a few people who haven't even had their turn to change cards.
Finally someone couldn't stand the pressure.
It's number 9.
A sturdy man with beards, who looks a little older.
He did not dare to move the determined card in No. 3's hand, but hesitated again and again, and finally pointed the finger at Ni Zi.
"I don't believe you have Blank Card!" He slammed the table, and then pointed at Ni Zi as if to embolden himself, "I want to exchange cards with No. 12."
There are only two minutes left before the end of the game. This is undoubtedly a huge gamble for him.
He was just betting that No. 12 was just showing off.
But it's a pity.
Blank Card.
The card without any symbols completely slapped him in the face.
The bearded man's eyes suddenly widened, and all the muscles in his body were twitching, and he fell to the ground.
"It's over..."
He knew that he was nearing the end, that everyone else had more or less known information, and that no one would ever take this card away from his hand.
(Game Countdown 1min, the ban is lifted--everyone Player can communicate.)
"Crunch."
It seemed like the sound came from the wooden chair.
"You don't seem surprised at all?" Bo Shuo asked Ni Zi.
"Why should I be surprised?"
Ni Zi seemed a little bored and threw the cards aside, not caring that he was holding Blank Card.
I don't care about the little time I have left.
Countdown Ten seconds.
Ni Zi suddenly thought of something and laughed loudly at Bo Shuo, looking arrogant and malicious, "Bo, your card is ID Badge, right?"
The pointer on the desktop began to rotate rapidly again, but this time, it landed on a familiar character.
--No. 12.
"I want to exchange hands with Player 13."
(Executed--)
The ID Badge held by Bo Shuo's fingertips began to float rapidly, and then began to exchange with the card on the table Ni Zi.
The next second--
(The game ends, the cards will be flipped after ten seconds--)
Ni Zi's eyes narrowed in excitement, like a child who had succeeded in a prank, eagerly looking at the loser who was destined to lose.
But when he looked at Bo Shuo's facial expression, he found that the young man's expression didn't seem to change much.
Instead, he asked in a calm voice.
"You already expected that it would be your turn to be the card changer for the last time. Why?"
Black Haired Youth's deep purple eyes looked at him, slightly dark, not like a person destined to face death, but like a scholar searching for the truth.
Too calm.
Ni Zi suddenly felt bored. The loser in front of him didn't even provide him with emotional value.
This makes this game extremely boring.
"You lost this game. As a loser who is going to die, you have no right to ask me any questions." Ni Zi snorted coldly.
"What if I survive?"
Black Haired Youth didn't seem angry. The lingering light created clear lines on his chin, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his originally cold voice contained a subtle smile.
But the words he said made people a little confused.
How to live?
Anyone without ID Badge will die here first.
Ni Zi casually threw the cards on the table, guessing that Bo Shuo was pretending, "I'll wait."