Wow!

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere between the two of them suddenly froze.

The next moment, the bearded man slowly spoke;

"If Qin Shang continues to stay in Group A, he will be dead. He will agree easily."

"And if he dies in Group B, as the team leader, he can provide three points. These points are enough for the two of us to pass the next two rounds."

"What do you think?"

Hearing this, the noble lady glanced at the miserable Qin Shang who was lying on the ground not far away and was beaten like a dog. A trace of disappointment flashed through her heart.

"That's probably the extent of his ability, right? He tried to manipulate people's hearts but got bitten back. After he lost touch with them, he was deserted by everyone. Death is his best fate."

"I think that from now on, no one in Group A or Group B will tell the truth to Qin Shang anymore."

"After all, from the perspective of Group A, if Qin Shang died, that would be three points. The points he provided by dying in the second round would also be enough for that old man and that brainless martial artist player to clear the level peacefully."

Currently, Group A still has three points, but the "martial artist with brains" has not entered the room yet.

In other words, there is still one person left before the end of the first round of the game...

At present, Qin Shang’s true identity has been exposed and everyone is at loggerheads.

The "martial artist with brains" and Uncle Zhao will work together more closely and face the outside world in unison.

As for this external communication, it does not refer to the two people in Group B.

But it was Qin Shang who was always good at calculating.

Then, killing Qin Shang becomes their top priority, and they may even unite as one.

The most important thing is that after the truth is revealed, if Qin Shang is really dead, it will provide three points for Group A.

Then, in the second round, once Qin Shang dies, Group A will have five points.

These five points were enough for Uncle Zhao and the "Smart Martial Artist" to get along peacefully and clear the next two or three rounds of the game together, and they would even have enough left over.

"Yes, we both should have thought of this..."

"In the next game, if Qin Shang doesn't die in the second round, then we will be safe. But given the current situation, Qin Shang will definitely die."

"That old man seems to be easy to get along with, but he is actually not an easy person to deal with..."

"That's right, among the players of "God Road", there are no little white rabbits, right?"

The bearded man clicked his tongue and looked at Uncle Zhao who had revealed Qin Shang's conspiracy and was comforting the "smart martial artist" not far away;

"The old man's goal is nothing more than to make Qin Shang deserted by his friends and relatives. He is not a good guy either, he is very hypocritical."

"Qin Shang died in Group A, so Group B is in danger."

He claims to see the most clearly.

Qin Shang's conspiracy was exposed by Uncle Zhao, and at this moment he had already run out of tricks and was not worth mentioning.

No matter how high the IQ of a trickster player is, if the rules are not in his favor and his conspiracy is exposed, he will be completely ruined.

How to squeeze out the value of this fraudster player is the most important point that the two need to consider at this moment.

At this moment, how could Qin Shang still look like a scheming and scheming villain?

He was completely different from the one he was showing off just now.

He squatted on the ground dejectedly, his face and clothes were covered with dust, looking like a loser.

Seeing this scene, the bearded man sneered and exchanged a glance with the lady of the highest rank;

"So, my suggestion is to let Qin Shang join us."

"This way, we will definitely win, and after Qin Shang joins Group B..."

The bearded man's eyes were filled with thought;

"Even if we don't consider that those two people hate Qin Shang, we can also say it clearly. After Qin Shang's death, we can sow discord between them and tell them that there are people among you who are also worthless and want to play the same trick that Qin Shang just did, where his teammates sacrificed themselves to the heavens and had unlimited mana."

"But there's no rush. Let's wait until the 'Master with Brains' finishes the first round."

The next moment, the bearded man smiled playfully and stared at Qin Shang who was pulling his hair in panic not far away;

"Let that guy who claims to be a chess player on the chessboard get anxious. He must know that the two teammates around him are untrustworthy, so he must be suffering the most. At this time, when he reaches the second round, he will be really anxious!"

"After all, all the conspiracies and plots will be useless. When the time comes, as long as we offer him an olive branch, he won't even think about it and will join us immediately."

"In this case, the three points of Team A's leader will completely fall into our hands..."

At this moment, the voice of the "martial artist with brains" came from not far away. After a brief out-of-control and venting of his emotions, he was completely disappointed with Qin Shang. He was abandoned by Group B, and Qin Shang, the leader of Group A, wanted to sacrifice himself. The only person he could trust was Uncle Zhao.

"Uncle Zhao, can you help me?"

"I don't want to die. I don't want to die. Next round, next round, let's let this guy die, right?"

"You should know that I was threatened by him just now, and I had no choice but to frame you. From now on, I will definitely tell the truth in every round. That's right, if Qin Shang dies in the second round, then our group A will get three more points."

Then, the 'martial artist with brains' said excitedly;

"Five points are more than enough for us to successfully complete the game."

Uncle Zhao smiled when he heard this. "Of course, I'm not like some people who would do anything to achieve their goals, even to the point of setting up traps for their teammates. The color behind you is a plum blossom, go in!"

Hearing this, the 'martial artist with brains' burst into tears of gratitude.

The bearded man and the noble lady not far away saw this and their faces changed slightly again, looking at each other in bewilderment.

I sighed in my heart that this old guy is indeed not an easy person to deal with.

He had just betrayed Qin Shang, but in minutes he learned how to win people's hearts. He asked him to copy what Qin Shang left on the note.

Obviously, betraying Qin Shang and seizing the dominant position is much better than obeying Qin Shang's orders and commands.

There is only one reason...

If Qin Shang is still alive, then someone from Team A will definitely sacrifice their lives.

No matter whether it was Uncle Zhao or the "martial artist with brains", by the third round it was probably all part of Qin Shang's plan.

But if Qin Shang himself were to be deserted by his friends and relatives and fall from the altar, then as long as Group A could get these three points from him, Group A would be completely secure in its position of power.

As long as the remaining two people trust each other, they can pass the level smoothly.

After hearing his own pattern, the 'smart martial artist' immediately turned around and walked towards the box.

But at this moment, the maximum-level noblewoman and the godslayer in group B took a deep breath and widened their eyes.

hiss!

This old guy is far more ruthless than they initially imagined. Behind the 'martial artist with brains' is not a club, but a diamond!

The lady of the highest rank was greatly surprised.

"That old guy wants to kill the martial artist player in this round, and then sacrifice Qin Shang in the next round, so that all the points of Group A can be used by himself. He knows that the points of Group B will not last long enough for the third round, so there will definitely be internal fighting."

"By then, someone in Group B will definitely surrender, or they will directly fight among themselves."

"This old bastard is so fucking cruel. He exposed Qin Shang's conspiracy and put his own conspiracy on the table. The most important thing is that the martial artist has not considered the time to waver between the two of them. Especially compared to Qin Shang, the martial artist must trust the old man more now!"

I watched as the 'smart martial artist' opened the door of the box.

At this moment, Qin Shang, who had been silent all the time, moved his eyelids, glanced at the pattern behind the "martial artist with brains", and immediately sneered;

"You are pretending to be your mother, Uncle Zhao, you are not a good person either. Sorry, I want to join Group B."

He spoke abruptly, interrupting the "smart martial artist" from entering the room.

Everyone was stunned.

The next moment, Qin Shang slowly stood up and lightly patted the dust off his body;

"The trust in Group A has completely collapsed. You two are no longer worthy of my trust. If there are no rules to restrict us, unless we are opponents, I will not believe what you two say next."

"So, if this goes on, I'm definitely going to die... Then I might as well join Group B."

"At least your wishful thinking will not come to nothing. You will still fight among yourselves at that time. In order to protect each other, you will help each other sooner or later with me who is in Group B."

"'Master with brains', I'm kindly reminding you..."

"The pattern on your back is not plum blossom!"

Hearing this, the 'martial artist with brains' was stunned. He had experienced too many twists and turns and deceptions in this round of the game. He was like a swaying little white boat. Every time he built up trust in a person, that trust collapsed in an instant. Now he didn't dare to trust anyone casually anymore.

Especially, Qin Shang whose conspiracy was exposed!

At the same time, Uncle Zhao's face darkened and he immediately urged;

"You were fooled by his bluff just now, and now he wants to repeat the same trick again."

"Have you forgotten who just exposed his conspiracy?"

"Come in quickly, the pattern behind you is plum blossom!"

As soon as these words came out, before the "martial artist with brains" could speak blankly, the high-level noblewoman not far away suddenly smiled playfully, looking at Qin Shang with a trace of contempt between her eyebrows, thinking that this guy seemed to have run out of tricks. As expected, in order to survive, he could only choose to join group B, so she said lightly;

"We agree. Our group B has passed with unanimous votes. Qin Shang can join group B from now on."

"But there is a condition. When the next round starts, the first member of Group B to enter the room must be Qin Shang."

Hearing this, Qin Shang narrowed his eyes. It seemed that the guys in Group B didn't give me any chance to cause infighting within Group B. But he didn't care.

"can!"

Be the first one to go up. Be the first one to go up.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he lowered his eyelids to prevent anyone from seeing his eyes.

Otherwise, everyone present at this moment would probably show a look of surprise and doubt, because at this moment Qin Shang's eyes were not as nervous, confused, and astonished as imagined.

Instead, it was a strong smile that he could hardly suppress.

He took two steps forward, then his expression calmed down and he slowly turned his head;

"Now I am a member of Group B, I can't lie to you..."

"'Martial artist with brains', the suit behind you is diamonds!"

boom--

Hearing this, the 'martial artist with brains' widened his eyes and glanced at Uncle Zhao angrily.

Then he entered the room and closed the door with a bang.

Uncle Zhao stood there in a daze. From the time Qin Shang threatened to join Group B until now, Uncle Zhao had not reacted.

It was not until this moment that he felt that all his wishes had been dashed. He thought he was a mantis stalking a cicada, but it turned out that Group B was the oriole behind him.

With a grim face, he glanced at the two people in Group B not far away. Oh no, there are three people now.

The group of God Slayer and his team did nothing, but Qin Shang, who was a great weapon for giving away points, went to their group...

He had a look of despair, as if the sky was falling, and his face turned pale.

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