Back in the alley, the two strong men said everything they had heard before.

Everyone just watched from a distance and didn't hear the conversation, and confirmed it again.

The two strong men's answers were word by word. There was a beautiful lady inside. She admitted that Xi Rui had found her and spent money to persevere for five seconds.

Everyone was suspicious, but they knew that Xirui had no money as a teacher and would not go to the alley.

So since Xirui is a poor man, what the two strong men said is true, so what is the truth?

Earl Kankel was willing to buy the game of death for seven thousand fluorites, and even created a business card for Xirui in advance and ordered the lady, but Xirui was obviously unwilling to give the game process and details, so Earl Kankel took back the card, even swallowed the money from the backpack, and put Xirui back.

Xirui said at this time: "I squeezed your chips into my mind. If possible, can the bet continue?"

As long as it is profitable, everyone obviously accepts it happily.

"So is this the last game? After this game, this game belongs to Kanglefang?"

"It's a big loss. I know what the hell will become after arriving at Kanglefang."

"I just felt the happiest thing in the past two months."

Everyone began to whisper and began to praise Xirui.

Xirui knew that the matter was not over yet and he still had a big hurdle to pass.

Although everyone has recognized it, Xirui wants to sell the game in exchange for 7,000 fluorites to make up for this prize pool.

But I also knew that if this was the case, there was no need to curry favor with Siri anymore. No one gave Siri food, surrounded him in the middle, and accompanied the dying old man.

The old man's body was getting redder, but he could still speak. He smiled bitterly and teased Xirui: "If you want to kill someone, you are not far from death. Have you ever thought about it? All things are given, do you still have value? You deserve it!"

Xirui did not answer. The old man smiled for a while and felt it was boring, so he shut up.

Xi Rui did not answer because he was thinking about the countermeasures in his mind.

The old man can resist too, and his whole body turns red and then the market is closed.

It was red and it took three days and five days. At 11:50 pm on the sixth day, it was so red that it was no longer any other color.

Those who choose the median of five to seven days panic, while those who choose the median of seven days begin to be excited.

Xirui looked at it and found that the former had a large number of people, while the latter had a large number of people.

No matter who you choose, you obviously have to face a bunch of people.

Xirui naturally hopes that the fewer people who win the prize, the better, so that the fewer people you have to face, the better.

Both teams obviously got over, and the time was approaching twelve o'clock every minute.

There is only one way to measure time in the city that never sleeps, and there is only a big bell hanging on the top floor of the royal city.

Everyone began to get nervous. If they took off at 11:59:59 and exploded at 12:01, how to tell who won.

Some people even turned this problem and began to ask Xirui. Xirui simply replied: "Calculate the time of the first explosion. After all, he was still a person when he flew up."

As soon as this was said, everyone agreed.

The time reached 11:55, and in the last five minutes, the group of people who were pressing for seven days were sure to win, and everyone held their breath.

The old man looked at Xirui, and his eyes gradually became unconscious.

At the last moment, the old man groped and took out a self-defense dagger from his pocket.

Gu Yue

This thing has been hidden by the old man for insurance.

He has never used it until now that he is dying, but this time the old man not only wants to use him to understand his life, but also takes Xirui away with him.

This demon uses life as a game!

So many people are looking forward to their deaths at various times. The old man is willing to die in obscurity than to be so afraid of everyone.

Now, only this young man named Xirui has successfully held this kind of death game. As long as he takes him away before he dies, he can take this bad thing away from this world together.

The old man thought so, looking at Xirui who was half outside his body.

The old man slowly handed out a meat bag from his pocket and smiled hard: "I'm almost dead, are you hungry?"

This meat has been hidden for a long time, and the old man has been silently supported by killing Xirui's heart.

At this moment, Xirui should have let go of his vigilance.

"Did you give it to me?" Xi Rui was stunned for a moment, subconsciously feeling something was wrong. The person who was cursing himself before, how could he be so kind at this moment?

But I was really too hungry, and Xirui subconsciously reached out to grab the food in the old man's hand.

The old man released his hand and grabbed Xirui's sleeve the next second. Because everyone was paying attention to this matter, he watched the old man's actions throughout the whole process.

But no one would have thought that the old man still had the strength to do it, and took out a dagger from under him and stabbed Xirui.

During the days when I was learning swordsmanship with my father, I didn’t take it seriously.

The helpless father changed again and again, from learning two-handed swords to learning one-handed swords, to daggers, and even completely gave up.

But no matter what Xirui is, my father insisted that Xirui learns to draw the shackles.

Of course, this only has one function. When two people face each other, they can only take the opponent's life in a moment. One of the movement techniques is to possess a sword and then sprint violently into the other party's abdomen.

The old man's bent down at this time, because he was a little slower than he was older, suddenly reminded Xi Rui of the time when his father taught him.

Of course, when Xirui was practicing with the wooden sword again and again, one day his father smiled and told him that if the intention was seen, this move was very dangerous and asked Xirui to try it.

Xirui possessed her and pulled her, and then her father kicked Xirui on the elbow.

The wooden dagger that was not pulled out the next second hit Xirui's lower abdomen in the opposite direction, causing Xirui to hurt for at least a week. Xirui knew that if the wooden dagger was replaced with metal with a sharp edge, the effect would be self-evident.

The old man slowly pulled out his hand, and Xi Rui reacted and shouted, "Why did he fall to the ground?"

As he said that, Xirui took a step forward, and when he went to pick up food with his left hand, he followed the inertia and elbow with his right hand.

The elbows collided with the elbows, and Siri got up with the meat bag and smiled: "I'm sorry to touch it, is it okay?"

The old man moved his hand back. A dagger inserted into his lower abdomen, then his face turned pale and he shook his head.

Xirui knew, he knew everything.

But Xirui took two steps back and tore the skin of the bun. She was too hungry and ate the skin of the bun alertly, but did not touch the meat inside.

The old man bent down and retreated. It was twelve o'clock.

It was already the seventh day, and a group of people who were overwhelmed began to celebrate.

But the red light on the old man's body began to fade away. Everyone watched the old man keep a posture and then the red light became weaker and weaker.
Chapter completed!