mtl008 Chapter 132: The Duke is a fishing beauty (8)
Chapter 132: The Duke is a fishing beauty (8)
"Oh, let me see, who can resist the spice I release?"
The blond man had a lip piercing on the right corner of his mouth, and when he grinned, he had two small canine teeth.
Clearly he appears to be kind on the outside, but is quite the opposite on the inside.
Extremely bad.
He had no intention of taking a glance, but his gaze suddenly stopped when he saw Quan Si.
"Where did you dye your hair?" He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Quan Si's hair.
"It's natural." Quan Si slapped his hand away without any hesitation, which was extremely cold.
"Don't be so fierce," the blond man said without getting annoyed, "Take off your mask and let me see your whole face."
Seeing such beautiful eyes, the whole face must be not bad at all.
Quan Si frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with his frivolous tone.
Before he could speak, the silent man next to him took action.
I saw a shadow passing by, so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye.
When the blond man reacted, he found that he was being lifted up.
He lowered his eyes to look at the hand on his neck and tried to struggle free, but found that the other person's hand was getting tighter and tighter.
Be careful not to have eyes as cold as icy February frost, or even colder.
"Watch your words and actions." Every word was clear, like the words of the god of death before taking his life.
The blond man's originally fair face instantly became flushed.
He looked at his partner beside him and sent a signal for help.
"We can discuss it if you want," the crew-haired man frowned slightly, "Maybe we can give you what you want."
"Be careful." Quan Si opened his thin lips slightly.
Receiving the master's command, the man loosened his grip.
Just now he was like a ferocious and terrifying beast, but now he has restrained his edge and turned into a docile person.
The blond man covered his neck with both hands and breathed in the oxygen greedily. It took him a while to come back to his senses.
Logically speaking, according to what was mentioned on the restless screen, players will be monitored during their rest time.
But after so much time, no one has come forward to sanction them.
That meant that the area they were in was covered in fog, and they were most likely in a blind spot.
So that the other party cannot find out.
Of course, this is just Quan Si's inference and guess.
In order to resolve the doubts in his heart, he looked at the man with a crew cut and asked, "Can your mist create an independent space?"
The latter was obviously stunned for a moment, "How do you know?"
No one else knew this except him and his partner.
"I'm just guessing," Quan Si didn't want to explain too much, "How long can it last?"
Constructing an independent space means that the player can create an independent space by activating skills and releasing mist.
This space is isolated from the outside world, which is equivalent to a parallel world, so people outside monitoring the players will not find anything unusual.
"Fifteen minutes," the crew-haired man realized something and thought to himself, "Time is running out. There are less than five minutes left."
The journey here was pretty smooth just now, and I managed to grab some players' playing cards.
However, when they got here and met these two people, it took them a lot of time.
Quan Si took in his anxious look and suddenly came up with an idea.
"How many points have you collected?" he asked in a calm tone.
"He and I both have 8." The blond man answered without thinking.
In the Death Maze, the topic of points is very sensitive.
Telling others directly is undoubtedly a very stupid act.
The blond man obviously realized this after he finished speaking, and he wanted to slap himself in the face.
However, he only felt attracted by the silver-haired man in front of him and immersed himself in it completely.
This feeling cannot be easily described in words.
In short, I was subconsciously bewitched by the other party.
It was obvious that this person did nothing, but just standing there made people want to get closer.
I wish I could cut my heart open and offer it to you.
The guy with a crew cut is still relatively rational, but he has a stupid teammate around him.
"Jiang Fang, that's enough..." Cheng Yimo held his forehead with his hand.
"..." The blond man stopped talking.
"Have you collected the jokers?" Quan Si asked seemingly casually, but he was actually indirectly trying to infer the poker cards in the two people's hands.
"What good will it do you to ask so many questions?" Cheng Yimo sneered, the scar on his forehead making him look eerie.
"I can sense your ambition and desire." Quan Si smiled, "You really want that 1000 million RMB, right?"
Only the five players who successfully pass four levels and survive to the end can get it.
In the phrase.
Cheng Yimo shrugged, "No one doesn't like money, I'm just a superficial person."
"Would you like to consider cooperation?" Quan Si extended an olive branch to them, "My goal is to be the top scorer in this maze."
"You?" Cheng Yimo obviously didn't believe in his ability.
This reaction was within Quan Si's expectations.
He still smiled faintly, as calm as ever, "I won't do anything I'm not sure of."
"Your time will be up soon. Once the space is unlocked, the surveillance equipment in the dark will find something unusual."
"Ten hours later, I'll still be here waiting for you."
After saying this, Quan Si and the man beside him turned and left.
Jiang Fang touched the lip stud at the corner of his lip and stuck out his tongue. "Lao Cheng, what do you think? I'm quite moved."
I don't know if the heartbeat he mentioned here refers to a person or something else.
"Let's observe first." Cheng Yimo said and fell into deep thought.
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Fortunately, nothing else happened afterwards and I was able to spend the 8-hour rest time peacefully.
Once the effects of the spice wore off, many players started to cry out in despair.
They just took a nap and the playing cards on them disappeared.
The most frustrating thing is that we don’t even know who the person was kidnapped by...!
Quan Si was still looking for the next NPC refresh point according to the blueprint.
Cheng Yimo and Jiang Fang, hiding in the dark, were watching their every move.
I originally thought that the other party was just bragging, but I saw Quan Si snatching up one poker card after another.
Only then did they realize that the other party's strength was simply...
Horror!
As the agreed time was getting closer, Quan Si walked to the place where they met last night.
"Are you sure they will come?" Ji looked at him, his bloodshot eyes full of awe.
"I'll be coming." Quan Si had a cigarette in his mouth, and the smoke sprayed onto the man's face as he spoke.
Ji narrowed his eyes, not knowing whether he was blinded by the smoke or bewitched by the person in front of him.
He gently grabbed Quan Si's wrist and brought it in front of him, "Can I have a taste too?"
His eyes first fell on the cigarette in Quan Si's hand, and then turned to the lips of the person in front of him.
Looks good pro.
This so-called taste seems to be hinting at some unspeakable ambiguity.
Under the guise of wanting to taste the cigarette, he actually wanted to savor the taste between the young Duke's lips and teeth.