end of ten days.

The man lowered his head slowly, and carefully opened the fan in his hand. There was a word "anger" torn from the middle hanging on it, which looked very ironic.

"It's anger..." The skinny man cried very sadly, "I guess it won't work anymore... What should I do... What should I do?!"

Qi Xia thought for a while, then said, "How about I trade with you?"

"Change...?" The man froze for a moment.

"I have three fans here, I will take out one at random and exchange it with you." Qi Xia said, "I guarantee that my fan is not broken."

Qi Xia's idea is very simple. After Diyang's demonstration just now, all the fans are folded and put into the machine, which shows that the machine is not recognizing the characters on the fan, but the fan itself, so the shredded fan only needs to There are no missing parts and should be usable.

"But...but why did you switch with me?" the thin man asked again.

"That's my own business." Qi Xia replied, "Your fan is broken, and it's troublesome to keep it in your hand. Now you secretly replace it with me. When you replenish the fan next time, you will have two complete fans in your hand. You can still "match" with others. "

Hearing this, the thin man became more cautious.

He held his torn fan tightly, and his eyes were very suspicious.

"No, isn't it?" The thin man thought for a long time and said, "Everyone wants to stay away from the broken fan. Why do you want to change it with me? What is your purpose?"

"what?"

"You must be upset..."

Qi Xia was silent for a while, feeling that the despicable human nature is really ridiculous.

"I might have given you some face." Qi Xia sneered, "You don't dare to disobey the person who robbed you of your fan, but you became suspicious when I wanted to exchange a broken fan with you. Forget it, I regret it, you wait here die."

Qi Xia knew that there were more than 40 people at the scene, and there was a high probability that someone would get the same three fans as him. As long as the other party was willing to exchange, he didn't need to take the risk of exchanging for a broken fan.

"Ah?! Don't go!" The thin man suddenly rushed over and grabbed Qi Xia's arm, "I'm just asking casually...how about I change it with you, after all, this fan..."

"I said I regretted it." Qi Xia said coldly, "Opportunities in the world will not be reserved for people who are hesitant like you."

Although Qi Xia wanted to exchange the folding fan in his hand, he knew that he didn't have to ask this man, so he shook off his hand and left.

Now everyone knows that this man has a broken fan, which is more sad than three "sorrows".

Twenty and ten minutes passed. Although no new participants escaped, many people formed teams.

It seems that the rest of the people are going to get the next supplementary folding fan and escape, so that at least ten "Dao" can be earned.

While Qi Xia was watching the crowd, the fashionable woman whom he had seen before came over to him.

"Hello." The woman said softly, "Do you have any teammates now?"

Qi Xia shook her head and looked at her.

"Do you want to form a team?" the woman said, "You seem very smart, do you want to make a fortune with me?"

"A lot of money?" Qi Xia looked this woman up and down, her makeup was exquisite, her body had a strong fragrance, and she was wearing a tight wrap skirt at the moment, and her figure was not bad.

"Yes." The woman nodded, "I have a good plan, but I need a man with me."

Qi Xia felt that the girl in front of her was really interesting, her proposal was not to "escape", but to "make a fortune".

"Then what do you need me to do?"

"Just protect me," the woman said, "otherwise I feel like I'll be beaten to death."

"Then... what about my reward?" Qi Xia asked again.

"The benefits are indispensable to you."

The corner of Qi Xia's mouth twitched: "So what is your plan?"

"Hmm..." The woman thought for a while, "Come with me."

Qi Xia followed her forward, feeling as if she was a thug in the fairy dance.

Soon, the woman chose a middle-aged man.The middle-aged man kept looking around, as if looking for a suitable teammate.

"Hey, uncle!" the woman called, "Do you want to cooperate?"

"Cooperate...?" The uncle was stunned for a moment, "What are you doing?"

"You want to go out, don't you? I'm "matched" with you. The woman smiled sweetly, "What kind of fan do you have?" "

The middle-aged man stared unceremoniously at several private places on the woman's body, and then said with a mischievous look: "You, tell me what you have first."

The woman nodded, and directly took out the three fans, and unfolded them for the other party to see.

"I have happiness, anger, and sorrow." The woman looked at the man, "As long as you have "happiness", we will be a successful match. "

The middle-aged man thought for a while, took out two folding fans from his pockets, and opened them slowly.

It is "happy" and "happy".

"Very good." The woman nodded with a smile, "I put out "anger" and "sorrow", and you put out "joy" and "happy", is there a deal? "

The middle-aged man looked at the woman's face and legs suspiciously, and asked, "You can't lie to me, can you?"

"No, uncle, what did I lie to you for?" The woman directly grabbed the uncle's arm, "If you are worried, let's go to the "matching machine" now. "

The middle-aged man looked suspiciously at Qi Xia behind the woman, bowed his head and thought for a while.

Qi Xia was also a little curious about what the woman in front of her was trying to do, so she could only look at the two quietly without speaking.

"Medium." The uncle nodded, then stared at the woman's fair thighs and said, "Nizi, I'm a "pair" with you. "

"Great!" The woman still smiled sweetly as if she didn't feel it, "Then let's find a "matching machine"? "

She dragged the big man to the corner, where there was no one around, it was obviously a place chosen on purpose.

Qi Xia followed closely behind the two of them. Although he didn't promise to be a woman's "beater", in this kind of corner, no matter what he did, it would be more convenient.

The fashionable woman came to the "matching machine", stretched out her hand and pressed the button on the left. The picture of the woman appeared on the screen, with three smiling faces below it.

At this moment, a line of text lights up: "Waiting for teammates..."

"Uncle, it's your turn." The woman said to the middle-aged man with a smile.

The middle-aged man nodded and reached out to press the button on the other side. In the next second, the photo of the middle-aged man also appeared on the screen, and the text on the screen also began to change.

"The two are in place and start pairing."

"Uncle, you don't seem to be very active." The woman still smiled and said softly to the middle-aged man, "I have already pressed the button on my own initiative, why don't you express it? Are you afraid that I will lie to you?"

"Hey... that's not true." The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled, "It's my fault, and I should take the initiative."

He took out two fans from his pocket and showed them to the woman, they were "Le" and "Hi".

The woman nodded, and then watched helplessly as the middle-aged man inserted two fans into the two holes.

"Okay! I put mine in, girl, it's your turn!" The uncle raised his head and looked at the woman, "What about your "anger" and "sorrow"? "

The woman hugged her hands with a smile, and took a step back slowly: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I regret it."