"What's unfair?" asked the three little boys in blood in unison.

They don't know what happened while building the snowman.

"You three are very familiar, aren't you?" Zhou Fan said: "No matter who is teaming up with me, how do I know if he will lose on purpose?"

"We have never done anything like this before." The three little boys in blood felt greatly insulted and denied.

"How do I know if you have done this? This is a matter of trust." Zhou Fan sneered: "After all, I don't know you."

The three little boys in blood were slightly stunned. They quickly surrounded and discussed for a few words. Finally, the tallest little boy in blood stood up and said, "If you don't believe it, then we can change the method. You can pick one of us, we will be one on one."

"One-on-one seems fair, but it's still unfair." Zhou Fan said again: "You think, I'm an adult, you're a child, how can I bully you?"

"Even if we are children, you can't beat us." The three little boys in blood said coldly in unison.

"That's what you think, the game must be fair to make sense. I never bully children." Zhou Fan shook his head and said firmly.

"..." The three little boys in blood didn't know what to say for a moment. The key was that they actually thought Zhou Fan's words were very reasonable.

Three little boys in blood gathered together to discuss, and finally the short little boy in blood said impatiently: "We have had enough of you. If you don't want to play, then we will send you away. If you want to play, you can come up with a fair way of playing, otherwise we will follow our one-on-one method just now, and we don't want to nag you."

Zhou Fan started to think about it.

The little boy in blood-clothed clothes, who was in the middle, turned into an hourglass and urged Zhou Fan to come.

"I have a way," Zhou Fan said.

"What method?" The three little boys in blood said in unison. They actually wanted a fair way to play.

"We are still one-on-one, but we stand in place and cannot move, and then take turns to throw snowballs at the opponent. We can only throw five snowballs at a time. When the person finishes the shot, it will be the opponent's turn to shoot, so that the gap between adults and children can be smoothed out..." Zhou Fan frowned at this point: "But it still doesn't work. In this way, whoever shoots first will have the advantage, which is still unfair."

"Just this method, we can let you vote first." The three little boys in blood said in unison. They felt that this method was fair.

They just wanted to start soon, so they could not hesitate to let Zhou Fan vote first.

Zhou Fan was silent for a moment and said, "Then it depends on what you said."

"Who do you want to choose?" Three little boys in blood looked at Zhou Fan and asked.

"You can come out any one." Zhou Fan said.

"No, you will not admit that you lost." The three little boys in blood shook their heads and said.

"Okay, I'll choose you." Zhou Fan pointed to the tallest little boy in blood.

The tallest little boy in blood stood up.

The two stood opposite each other, and their distance was only one meter.

"You can vote. According to the rules, I won't hide." The little boy in the top blood said with a serious face.

Zhou Fan bent down and pinched a snowball. He raised it and said, "The snowball we throw is based on such a big snowball as the standard. You can't pinch it too much, otherwise it will be considered a violation."

The three little boys in blood all had a slightly bright eye. Only then did they realize that there were so many rules to maintain fairness when playing snowball fights.

"No problem." The tallest little boy in blood said.

"I'm going to throw." Zhou Fan raised his right hand and leaned back, then threw out the snowball in his hand with force.

The snowball hit the left arm of the boy in the highest blood-clothed clothes, and his left arm burst out with a bang, and then broke down with his left palm.

The little boy in the highest blood-clothed clothes didn't frown. He had long been accustomed to such pain. He licked his mouth and said, "There are four snowballs."

Zhou Fan quickly threw out the second snowball again, and the spiraling snowball fell on the right arm of the little boy in blood. With a bang, his right arm broke and blood splashed everywhere. His right arm fell on the snow with his right palm.

"There are three snowballs left." The little boy in the highest blood dress said again.

"You lost." Zhou Fan shook his head and said, "You have no palms left, how can you beat me? Now you are just fish that I slaughtered on the chopping board."

This is the advantage of investing first.

"No, I didn't lose." The little boy in the top blood smiled.

His other two companions were also calmly watching.

Zhou Fan frowned slightly, he was a little puzzled.

Then Zhou Fan found that the two arms on the snow had risen, grabbed the two snowballs with their palms, and threw them at Zhou Fan.

With two bangs, the snowball exploded in front of Zhou Fan's eyes and did not fall on him.

This made Zhou Fan stunned.

"I don't have the power to fight back, but you still have three snowballs." said the little boy in the highest blood.

"This is unfair." This sentence almost became Zhou Fan's catchphrase, "My arm is broken and cannot move, and your arm is not moving, so that's fair."

"I allow your arm to move too. As for whether it can move, it's nothing to do with me." The little boy in the top blood smiled and said, "This is still fair, a cunning human being, you are really stupid. We dare to let you play first, and I thought that you would hit my arms first."

"If you don't throw three snowballs, it's my turn. I won't let you drag it like this." The little boy in the top blood urged.

Zhou Fan didn't say anything anymore. He bent down and picked up the third snowball and threw it out.

The snowball hit the eyebrows of the boy in the highest blood-clothed clothes, and exploded with a bang, and countless blood gushed out.

The little boy's eyes were sunk and his eyes were gone.

But the little boy in blood was still laughing: "You are so smart, but this is human thinking after all. Do you think I can't see it if I explode my eyes? We can see the way without eyes."

"You have two snowballs left, so you have to cherish them."

Zhou Fan threw out the fourth snowball again, and the fourth snowball still hit the face of the little boy in blood. His upper half of his face was blown away, looking very scary.

Under the bright red snow, there is flesh and blood.

Zhou Fan resisted the disgusting feeling. He did not look at the little boy in blood anymore. He paused for a moment, then bent down and pinched out snowballs one by one, with a total of about ten.

"Why are you pinching so many snowballs? Will you leave it for the next time? But you have no next time." The little boy in the top blood smiled and said, "It's my turn now, is it okay?"

"These snowballs are all thrown on you." After Zhou Fan finished speaking, he kept picking up the snowballs and hitting them one by one on the little boy in blood.

The little boy in blood kept exploding, and in the blink of an eye, he was incomplete, leaving only one foot, supporting his tattered blood-colored body.

"You're fouling." shouted the shortest little boy.

"You're foul." The little boy in blood, who was in the middle, said coldly.

"It was clear that I could only throw five snowballs." The voice of the little boy in the highest blood appeared in the air.

"The foul is equivalent to losing." The three little boys in blood said in unison.

"I didn't have a foul." Zhou Fan shrugged.

"You are still talking lies with your eyes open." The faces of the three little boys in blood twisted.

"Don't worry, listen to me first. We agreed to throw only five snowballs and then it's the other party's turn?" Zhou Fan asked calmly.

"That's what we said." The three of them said in unison again, "But how many have you thrown? It's already more than five."

"I didn't throw away any of them." Zhou Fan replied: "The five you said are just your wishful thinking, but the five I said are different from what you said."

After Zhou Fan finished speaking, he rolled out a big snowball on the snow, which was half as tall as his. Three little boys in blood looked at him with confusion.
Chapter completed!