Ten Days End

Su Shan reached out and grabbed a card, and Qi Xia followed closely.

It didn't matter what the card was.

The two had already decided on their tactics.

Qi Xia put the "pistol" on the table, and "Su Shan" put down a "knife".

Neither of them concealed anything, and they pushed the cards face up directly.

"Su Shan, I'm the "gun" and you're the "knife." Qi Xia said.

Su Shan nodded and said, "Qi Xia, have you ever fired a gun?"

"Fire a gun?"

"Do you know what type of pistol will fall after our card is played?" Su Shan continued to ask, "And how to load this pistol and how to release the safety?"

Qi Xia frowned slightly and did not answer.

"I bet your teammate can't pull the trigger within ten seconds. Even if he really succeeds in firing a gun, he won't kill Zi Chen directly." Su Shan pretended to be calm and said, "Ten seconds is too short. "

After that, she took out another "pistol", flipped it open and shook it for Qi Xia.

"As long as Zi Chen is still alive, I will let him get the "pistol" in the second round, and then the winner will be decided."

Qi Xia stared at Su Shan's eyes for a long time and said, "I really hope you don't die here."

"Oh, is that so?" Su Shan sneered, "But you keep killing people, one of us will definitely die here."

"That's not what I meant." Qi Xia scratched his head and said, "Well, after this game...if you figure out something, you can find me at the school in the west."

"What?" Su Shan was slightly stunned, "After this game?"

"It's troublesome to explain." Qi Xia shook his head and said, "Maybe you will never remember me."

"Don't change the subject anymore." Su Shan interrupted, "I only have victory and defeat in front of me, let's get started. "

After seeing the cards of the two, Ji waved his hand, and the props in the glass room fell down.

Zi Chen immediately reached out and picked up the machete on the ground. When he was about to run forward, a black gun muzzle was already pointed at him.

"Don't move." Doctor Zhao said.

"You..."

Zi Chen saw that the shoulder of the man holding the gun leaned back slightly, his arms were bent, and he held the gun with both hands, and his posture was very professional.

At this time, Doctor Zhao's mind kept echoing what Qi Xia said: "When I shoot the pistol, remember not to let it fall to the ground."

The current situation is exactly the same as Qi Xia expected.

"This Glock 19 is the same as the one I used in the shooting course." Doctor Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "I have aimed at your chest. The upper torso of a human being is shot, and the chance of survival without medical treatment is extremely low. "

Zi Chen swallowed slightly when he saw this. He felt that what the other party said was probably true.

But at this point, it was impossible to admit defeat, so he moved his lips slightly and squeezed out four words: "You are bluffing me..."

"You can try." Dr. Zhao's hands did not shake at all, staring at the other party motionlessly, "Put down the knife, in exchange, I won't shoot this round."

"Put it down...?" Zi Chen has been thinking all the time. The other party clearly has a gun in his hand, why is he determined to put down the knife himself?

"I'll count to five. If you don't put down the knife, I'll shoot immediately." Dr. Zhao paused and muttered, "Five, four, three, two..."

"I can't put it down!" Zi Chen shouted, "I'm going to kill you!"

He was about to move forward with the knife in his hand, but a cold broadcast voice slowly sounded: "Time is up, please stop the action. "

"What..." Zi Chen looked up blankly and found that ten seconds had passed.

No matter how true or false the other party's words were, he was just stalling for time.

But what was the purpose of his delaying time?

"Please throw away the props."

Dr. Zhao turned around without hesitation and threw the pistol into the window. Zi Chen was puzzled and could only throw the knife into the window behind him.

This was the second time he got the knife, but unfortunately he couldn't move it every time. This feeling made him uncomfortable.

"Qi Xia, what are you thinking?" Su Shan asked.

"I..." Qi Xia thought for a while and said, "I'm going to gamble with you, gamble everything we have on the table."

"Gamble?"

"If possible, I want to force you into a desperate situation." Qi Xia said.

"You are really abnormal..." Su Shan's hands were shaking a little, and he didn't know what the man in front of him was thinking, "You not only want to kill me, but also make me desperate? "

"I..." Qi Xia didn't continue, just nodded.

"Eighth round, please draw a card."

Qi Xia heardShe picked up a card and threw it aside without even looking at it.

Su Shan also picked up a card slowly. She knew that no matter what the other party was thinking, now was the best time to kill him.

She put out the "pistol" according to her strategy.

Qi Xia played a "knife".

The two did not hide their strategies at all, and both showed their cards.

"The positions are reversed, Su Shan." Qi Xia said, "You are the one holding the gun in this round, what will you do?"

"I will kill you without hesitation." Su Shan said.

Di Ji waved his hand, and the props for the eighth round also fell.

When Zi Chen saw the pistol, he reached out and picked it up as quickly as possible and pointed it at Dr. Zhao, but half a second later, cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

The gun in his hand... is too light.

Dr. Zhao picked up the knife slowly, raised his head and said, "Excuse me."

As soon as the voice fell, he rushed up directly.

"What the hell is this?!"

Zi Chen yelled and pulled the trigger, and a small stream of water that was hard to see with the naked eye sprayed out from the muzzle of the gun.

Su Shan slowly widened her eyes. She had never thought about this question.

All the "props" in this game exist for killing people. The sticks have been polished, and the knives have been sharpened, but the "guns" are toys? !

Dr. Zhao came to Zi Chen in a moment, and swung a knife and chopped directly on the opponent's thigh.

"Ah!!" Zi Chen screamed in pain and knelt on the spot, with blood flowing from his legs.

He thought he was dead.

But after the slash, Dr. Zhao did not take any other actions. Instead, he slowly stepped back with a solemn face, waited for ten seconds to pass, and then threw the machete into the window behind him.

Zi Chen gritted his teeth, stood up, and threw the pistol in his hand out despite the severe pain.

"So you already knew that guns are toys..." Zi Chen muttered to himself, "So you have to catch the pistol before it falls to the ground... Otherwise I will hear that it is made of plastic."

"You may not know how terrible our "planner" is." Dr. Zhao sighed slightly, "He instructed me to use a squirt gun to successfully remove your knife."

At this time, Su Shan also understood the seriousness of the matter.

The most powerful "birth card" turned out to be a useless piece of plastic, and its lethality was not even as good as the rope.

"This rooster actually left me with a vague hope in this deck of cards..." Su Shan slowly raised his head, feeling that he was being tricked, "He is playing tricks on me..."

"He is not playing tricks on you." Qi Xia shook his head and pointed to the words on the card, "This card is called a "birth card", and it has "JOKER" written on it all the time."

"What...?"

"Think about it carefully, the shield in this game is made of wood, which means "the pistol must win." "Qi Xia said calmly, "Since we have a winning card, why do we have to go through so much trouble to fight with wits and courage? Whoever touches the "gun" will win, this is not what the "chicken" expects to see. Look at the cards in our hands, he wants us to torture each other in a long fight, so the "pistol" is just a prank. If you play this "life card", no one will die."