Counterattack
"Even the White Pointer doesn't mean you'll land on White Grid every time." Xu Huo pressed down on his hand. "This item only has a one-in-ten chance of working. Otherwise, why don't you lend me the Hourglass?"
"Brother Feng, this guy's not being straight with us. I say we just kill him!" Qi Shan turned to look at him.
Brother Feng wiped the barrel of his gun over and over, staring at Xu Huo as if trying to figure out what he was thinking.
Xu Huo merely smiled. "If you don't even have that much courage, what are you doing trying to steal a Super Artifact? Or are you afraid of dying because you know you're bound to lose?"
"Why not just use your Tickets and leave?"
"Even if we leave, I'm killing you first!" Tall Sturdy Camo charged over and punched him in the face. Xu Huo's head snapped to one side, but he burst out laughing.
Brother Feng stopped the two men and said, "I'll take the next round."
"No!" Qi Shan immediately objected. "The odds of landing on White Grid next round are very low."
The three of them stopped bothering to hide their discussion from the others. "In a Life-or-Death Game, the odds of landing on White Grid are highest on the twelfth round and its multiples. Even if White Grid didn't come up on the twelfth round, that kid just got another chance to survive. It could be a long time before White Grid appears again."
"We only heard from someone else that the odds of landing on White Grid were higher on the twelfth round. Seeing is Believing. Maybe what he said is how to break the Life-or-Death Game." Brother Feng tossed his gun to Tall Sturdy Camo. "I'm not leaving with my