Two minutes later, the countdown ended, and Xu Huo was still standing there. There was no explosion, and no white line appeared on the back of his hand.
"I actually let you do it." Brother Feng was quite surprised. No matter how much information there is on the Internet, seeing is not as good as seeing. He looked at Xu Huo and said, "You are really not afraid of death."
"Afraid, why aren't you afraid?" Xu Huo said, "It will be over with patience."
He said and glanced at the tall camouflage uniform provocatively, "If you are afraid, I will take charge of this game."
Gao Zhuang's camouflage uniform exploded when he saw this, and immediately said: "Brother Feng, I will do it this time! I don't believe I can lose to this kid!"
"You have no chance of survival. This time we come from all over the mountain." Brother Feng said without any doubt. When he turned his palm up, there was a glass hourglass.
The tall and thin man in camouflage clothing named Qi Shan took the hourglass and walked to the center of the turntable. He said to the tall and strong man in camouflage clothing: "Don't be so embarrassed, I'll let you play in the next game."
The tall man in the camouflage uniform had a reluctant look on his face. He drove the old man and the female player out with a gun and asked them to stand next to Qishan.
"What are you doing?" the female player asked tremblingly, "Can't you only enter one person at a time?"
"Bang!" The tall man in the camouflage uniform shot her through the calf. He grabbed her hair and dragged her over. The old man stepped forward to stop her and received a shot in the face.
"If you don't want to die, just stay here!"
The old gentleman dared not speak out in anger, so he could only support the female player who gritted her teeth and made no sound and sat at the foot of Qishan.
The life and death situation soon began. Qi Shan's eyes changed, and he turned the hourglass in his hand at the same time, and the gray sand poured from the more end to the less end.
Xu Huo's arm was touched twice. He turned his head and saw a colorful graffiti in front of his eyes. Then the painting girl stretched out her head from the side, pointed at the person in the painting with a smile, and then pointed at him.
This was a picture she had just borrowed from a child with a highlighter pen. It showed two people, one Xu Huo and the other her.
"Sister's paintings are not pretty." The child in the woman's arms suddenly whispered. Her mother quickly covered her mouth and looked at Brother Feng in fear. She relaxed when she found that they were not looking this way.
Tone, say softly: "Thank you."
This woman was the first one to be replaced by the old gentleman.
Xu Huo knelt down and touched the child's furry head, then picked up the highlighter and drew a piglet on the white paper, and then pointed at the drawing girl.
The little girl shook her head, "Beautiful sister is not like a pig."
Xu Huo smiled, folded a flower out of paper and handed it to the painting girl.
"Uncle, I want one too." The little girl said shyly.
Xu Huo took another piece of paper, tore off a corner and scribbled on it with a white highlighter, then held it in the palm of his hand.
"Can it become real?" He turned to ask the painting girl and tapped the back of his hand.
The painting girl lightly held his hand and then let go. Xu Huo spread his hand again. The corner of the white paper was attached to the palm of his hand like real skin. As the hand turned over, it could slide to the back of his hand.
The white lines drawn by the highlighter have been assimilated into the white paper by the drawing girl's ability. Just like herself, the clothes and jewelry on her body can be transformed from the drawing paper into the same as the real thing.
Now it looks almost the same as the white bar that represents the chance of survival.
"Uncle..." The little girl opened her mouth in surprise, and her mother quickly covered her mouth nervously and lowered her voice: "Don't talk, don't disturb the uncles, you know?"
The little girl nodded. Xu Huo put the origami flowers in her hand and stood up. He turned around and looked at the three people in camouflage uniforms.
Qishan stood in the circle of pointers, and outside the circle were female players and old men. Brother Feng and Gao Zhuang in camouflage uniforms were two meters apart and were on guard.
Looking at their positions, he frowned slightly and moved his eyes to the hourglass in Qishan's hand. The upper layer of sand was almost finished leaking, but the sand inside changed from gray-brown to gray and white. When the sand finished leaking,
Qishan turned the pointer.
Just as he was doing it, the female player and the old gentleman suddenly fell to the ground without any breath. The sand in the hourglass suddenly released a faint colored light. This light shrouded Qishan's whole body, and as he completed the turning action
Disappeared again.
"Get back!" The tall man in camouflage uniform pointed his gun at Xu Huo.
"Brother! Don't be impulsive!" Wang Chaoqing quickly stopped him.
Xu Huo did not move forward, glanced at the two bodies and stepped back.
Now he finally understood why these three people wanted to bring so many people into the mall. They were probably gaining a chance of survival at the expense of other people's lives.
Unfortunately, this may not be possible this time.
Sure enough, when Qi Shan came out of the life-and-death situation, the white bars on the back of his hands had disappeared.
"How could this happen!" The tall man in camouflage uniform said in a voiceless voice: "You didn't transfer to the white grid?"
Qishan said with a dark face, "No. Did the lucky hourglass fail? Or were we deceived?"
"It seems that two people are not enough." Brother Feng kicked away the bodies of the two female players with a bad expression, and looked back at Xu Huo and others gloomily.
"What happened just now? Why did the two of them suddenly die!" With no chance of survival, the peaked cap leaned against the edge of the crowd cautiously.
"You are blind. You didn't see the glowing hourglass. It must be some kind of murderous prop." Wang Chaoqing swallowed his saliva in fear, "They won't drag us up too."
"No." Xu Huo said at this time: "The hourglass should have usage restrictions. It may not be effective for ordinary people, so I chose two people who have a chance of survival."
"Am I right?" He turned to ask Brother Feng.
Brother Feng chuckled, "What else did you see?"
Xu Huo asked Qi Shan, "What color pointer do you see on the turntable?"
"black."
Xu Huo touched his chin, "So that's it."
"If you have something to say, just say it, don't keep it secret!" The tall man in camouflage uniform said impatiently.
"Didn't you notice that there are two colors of pointers in the life and death game?" Xu Huo said: "What color was the game where you got the chance to survive?"
"White." Qi Shan looked at Brother Feng, who nodded and asked Xu Huo, "You mean that only the white pointer will turn to the white grid?"
"It's just a guess." Xu Huo took the initiative to step forward, "Maybe it's not that your props have failed, but it's a matter of life and death."
"Let me try again."
Qi Shan and the other two looked at Brother Feng, who said a little irritably: "Boy, you don't have a second life this time!"
Xu Huo walked into the life-and-death situation calmly. Ten minutes later, he stretched out his hand, and there was another white line on the back of his hand.
Qi Shan stretched out his hand and rubbed it, and said: "It's true."
"You come next game." Brother Feng said coldly.
Xu Huo then started the second game. This time he took out a two-color Rubik's Cube, but after the end, the white bar on the back of his hand disappeared again.
"Are you kidding us?!" Qi Shan stepped forward and grabbed his collar.