I am a model criminal in the infinite labor reform [Infinite]

The four hands on the stone table moved quickly.

Ma Qiang is because he is very familiar with these cards, while the three players have already resigned to their fate.

Mahjong skills are not used in this game. They point to the end of this torture as soon as possible, just leave alive.

To everyone's surprise, Ma Jiang lost this game, and the old man won.

He widened his eyes, and tremblingly pushed down the card, and the face of the card was displayed in front of everyone.

——3 knuckles, 1 eye, 1 tongue, 2 tesuji, [-] hairs.

There was silence all around.

Shi Cheng slightly bent his lower lip.

This is forcing players to finish five rounds.

"Oh, I lost!" Ma Jian exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Then dear group B, who will you send to carry out the order of the dominoes in this round?"

The one who is about to become a stick will definitely not be able to execute. This candidate can only be produced among the elderly and women.

The woman bit her lower lip: "You won..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but everyone present understood what was left behind.

No one can accuse women of immorality, because in this game, no one will sacrifice themselves for a stranger.

The old man closed his eyes.

It's not that he doesn't want to resist, it's because even if he doesn't agree, the chef will force the winner to execute the order if he doesn't choose a candidate within 5 minutes.

He has no choice.

For 5 minutes, the surroundings were as quiet as death.

Until a piercing and hoarse scream sounded in the room.

Luo Wenjiu and Yun Tan had already covered their ears and closed their eyes, but Suoy was fine. As a mercenary, it was common to find trouble with eyes gouging.

He unconsciously looked at the other person from the corner of his eye.

This person's expression is even calmer.

He didn't even frown, and looked at the bloody everything in front of him indifferently.

Suoy quietly clenched his fingers and looked away.

He didn't see it, but at the moment he withdrew his gaze, Shi Cheng's eyes swept past him.

The cruel order passed amidst hoarse cries of despair.

Ma Jian's voice was still so weird, and he started the next round with a sharp smile.

The score is 2:2.

The fifth inning begins.

The old man was blind, his tongue was cut out, and now he could only fumble with the cards with one barely moving hand.

The player has almost lost his basic mobility. In this sentence, the winner is naturally the chef.

Ma Jian overthrew his own card with a grin.

- 8 hairs.

"It's a pity." He sighed hypocritically, retracted one hand, and when he stretched it out again, he grabbed eight hairs that didn't know where they came from. "I'm going to ask you for chips!"

Five games, three to two, but the three players lost in a mess.

Shicheng and the others stared closely at the scene in front of them, wanting to see what the advance chips were.

But they saw nothing.

He just looked at Ma Qiang's two hands retracted, he didn't know what he was doing, and after a while, he stretched them out again and knocked on the table: "Okay, everyone can leave."

The woman was only missing an arm. Hearing this, she let out a sharp breath, stumbled to her feet, and ran out the door babbling, regardless of whether there was food or not.

He seemed delirious with fright.

But the other two were not so lucky.

The old man lost his eyes and lost a lot of mobility. Even if he survived, it would be difficult to survive the next dungeon.

He got up in a daze, sobbing and curled up in a corner.

Blood was still oozing from the two blood holes on his face, and he swam all over the ground.

The pale fingers on the wall tapped the table rhythmically, and Ma Jiang asked excitedly: "Next group!"

Just as Suoy was about to say something, he saw Shi Cheng walking straight over and sitting at the stone table.

"?" He had question marks all over his face. Although he knew that this person was not simple, he was still shocked, "You're just..." so reckless?

"Well, I'm hungry." Shi Cheng said calmly, "This may be the only way to eat in the past few days, including before the end of the next dungeon."

Soy was silent.

This is true, even if you are unwilling, you must accept it.

They will be hungry in this world, which means that if they do not eat for a long time, they are likely to starve to death.

It's dead anyway, so it's better to fight.

But Suoy originally wanted to wait until the last day to try again, but unexpectedly...

While hesitating, he saw Luo Wenjiu passing by him and sitting next to Shi Cheng.

He was shocked.

Facing his question, Luo Wenjiu just said timidly: "I believe in Brother Shi."

Suoy held his breath in his chest.

Is it a question of believe it or not? !

He looked at the two of them speechlessly, and finally sighed.

Forget it, it's better to die with acquaintances than to die in a team with people you don't know on the last day.

He sat down on the last seat with a numb face.

With the number of players reaching the target, the score sheet appeared on the wall again.

Ma Jiang's voice was grinning: "The chips have been paid in advance, next—"

"Wait." Shi Cheng interrupted him.

Ma Jiang's voice suddenly collapsed, and the impatience could be heard through the wall: "What's wrong?"

"I haven't chosen a team yet." Shi Cheng smiled, "Don't you always choose a team before the game starts?"

Ma Jian: "..."

Suoyi and Luo Wenjiu looked at him blankly.

Yun Tan, who had been watching the battle nervously, touched his chin suddenly.

The rules of the game mention that the game is divided into a single-player team A and a three-player team B, so almost most players will default to it. Mahjong, who is a chef, is a single-player team A, and those who are both players are a team B.

But the rules of the game did not explain this, which meant that the default grouping was just the chef's means, and it was just the chef's unspoken rules.

The reason why unspoken rules are called unspoken rules is because they can only be implemented in secret, and once they are made public, they cannot violate the explicit orders.

Therefore, Shicheng's request is reasonable.

Teams are self-assigning.

For a time, a method of team selection appeared in the hearts of everyone——

Landlords.

Ma Qiang trembled all over, and opened his mouth to call Group A, but Shicheng was faster than him.

"I want Group A."

As soon as he finished speaking, the positions of the four changed with a blurred scene.

Shicheng disappeared, replaced by a... orangutan covered in long hair.

The orangutan did not look like a pure-bred orangutan, because his face was more human-like than that of a pure-bred orangutan.

Appearing in front of the crowd unexpectedly, he seemed a little at a loss, looked around in a panic, and then called out amidst the astonished and disgusted gazes of the crowd.

"what!!!"

The voice was so sharp that everyone present covered their ears in pain.

"boom--"

The stone table was knocked hard, barely stopping the auditory torture.

Scarlet eyes looked towards the source of the sound.

The one who knocked on the table was a long and slender hand with well-defined bones, and a white bandage was still wrapped around the wrist of that hand.

These hands are really beautiful, Yun Tan stood not far away and thought, they are very suitable for playing musical instruments.

I don't know what evil things these hands have done.

The owner of the hand, that is, Shi Cheng, who had changed his position, became curious and looked around.

It was a very dark room, with only faint light seeping in from two holes in the wall, but the places visible to the naked eye were all dominoes.

He laughed silently.

Then he snapped his fingers with his right hand outside the cave, "Be quiet, Chef Ma Jiang."

Ma Jian: "..."

If eyes could kill, Shi Cheng's hands should have been chopped into bones by him.

But at this moment, the brainless boy next to him took a deep breath: "Suoy, so this monkey is Ma Jian?"

Ma Jian: "..."

Suoyi nodded seriously: "I didn't expect to grow up like this."

Ma Jian: "..."

Before he could get angry, he heard the cold and clear voice inside the wall saying: "Let's get started."

Although judging from the rules, winning or losing this game may be fatal, but with Shicheng's unprecedented showmanship, Suo Yi and Luo Wenjiu also felt relieved for no reason.

Maybe... the result will be good, maybe.

The two glanced at each other, stretched out their hands and began to shuffle the cards.

The first game has begun.

The dominoes rattled on the table, and Shi Cheng's technique was so proficient that the other three on the table were secretly startled.

Fuck, is this a fucking gambler? !

Ma Jiang was still in a trance. He had played the first round poorly, and before he could react, he heard a "snap".

Someone draws.

He raised his head blankly and looked at Luo Wenjiu who was pushing the cards.

- 8 hairs.

Ma Jian: "..."

He watched with a blank face as Luo Wenjiu pulled out eight snow-white hairs on his head.

The pure white hair fell slowly on the table and disappeared, and 0:1 appeared on the score sheet.

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