end of ten days.

Chapter 260 Your Fate

Qi Xia looked at the electronic clock on the wall, the game has been played for 57 minutes.

After 3 minutes, the second "replenishment" is coming.

But the current situation is very passive, if Qi Xia's guess is right, it is impossible for everyone present to take out even one "Tao", so how to supplement it next?

During this period of time, four more teams escaped, Qi Xia counted, and there were 32 people left on the field.

Theoretically, there are at most 22 "sorrows" left.

"wrong……"

The corner of Qi Xia's mouth twitched, the square-faced man just now was deceived by himself, and put "sorrow" into the machine twice in a row.

There are only [-] "sorrows" left in the "market".

Seeing that the time had come to 10 minutes, Di Yang lowered his head and began to rummage again.

This time he didn't bring up a huge handbag, but a small one instead.

Immediately afterwards, he took out four fans from his bag, opened them one by one and placed them on the table.

"Emotions, anger, sorrow, joy" each one.

When everyone was puzzled, he took the small blackboard, erased the writing on it with a handkerchief, then took out the chalk from his breast pocket, wrote another sentence seriously, and finally threw the chalk on the table .

When everyone looked at it, it was written on the small blackboard: "There are two folding fans for each folding fan."

This sentence was written in a twist, but everyone still understood the meaning.

Use two fans...to exchange for the fan on the table?

Qi Xia understands that this rule is suitable for participants like himself who have the same three starting fans, otherwise it would be difficult for anyone to be willing to exchange two fans for one.

Qi Xia shook her head and was about to leave when she suddenly thought of something.

"Slow down..." He turned his head and looked at this weird scene.

Small blackboard, desktop, folding fan, ground sheep.

Diyang is obviously a participant... He actually started a business here swaggeringly?

What right does he have to supplement everyone's fans?

"Is that so...?"

Qi Xia made a bold assumption.

Whether it is the 52 fans in the first round or the current four fans... it should be free.

And this little blackboard is a scam. If this is the "rule", at least the small blackboard should not be handwritten. This is obviously a choice made to adapt to the situation.

Since the Earth Sheep appeared as a referee at the beginning, no one dared to disobey them, so no matter if it was three "Taos" for one, or two for one, these things would fall into the Earth Sheep's pocket.

This is his trick in this game.

Qi Xia took a deep breath and walked slowly to the table.

When Diyang saw someone approaching, he gave Qi Xia a very flat look, and then said a few words: "Please choose whatever you want."

Qi Xia nodded, instead of picking up the fan on the table, he picked up the chalk on the table.

Di Yang frowned slightly and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Same as you." Qi Xia replied.

This sentence made Di Yang slowly narrow his eyes.

I saw Qi Xia held the chalk in his hand, came to the other side away from the sheep, and wrote "one for one" on the ground.

Then he unfolded the four fans except "Ai" and threw them on the ground. After thinking for a while, he took out the sharp knife and stuck it in front of himself.

Qi Xia's strange behavior quickly attracted the attention of others.

"Hey, there's someone over there who changes one by one!"

"That person is cheaper than the local sheep!"

Many people came to Qi Xia's side and found that this person also had four fans in front of him.

Happy, angry, angry, happy.

Except for the lack of "sorrow", the other three suits are all available.

With a knife stuck in front of him, he didn't look easy to mess with.

An old lady looked at Qi Xia suspiciously, and asked, "Can I change anything?"

"Yes." Qi Xia nodded, "All fans can be exchanged."

"Is it okay if I exchange "happy" for your "anger"? "The aunt asked again.

"Of course." Qi Xia nodded, picked up "Nu" directly, "Here."

Seeing Qi Xia's initiative, the aunt dubiously took out her "happy" and exchanged "anger" with Qi Xia.

Qi Xia nodded, and put the exchanged "Xi" on the ground again.

"Everyone, my exchange lasts for half an hour." He said to everyone, "When the time is up, or if I don't want to exchange, this time the stall will end."

Seeing this scene, Di Yang slowly left the table and came to Qi Xia's booth.

When the onlookers saw Di Yang approaching, they gave way one after another.

Qi Xia stood up slowly, and looked at Di Yang.

"Have you lived enough?" Earth Sheep asked.

"Before I came here, I even explained my funeral, do you think I will be afraid of threats?" Qi Xia replied.

A trace of killing intent flashed in Diyang's calm eyes, he knew that the man in front of him had already seen through the game.

The two people were only half a meter apart, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

Di Yang took a deep breath and said, "Take the stall away, or I won't be polite to you."

"You're not being polite to me?" Qi Xia's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Do you think I'm being polite to you?"

"what?"

"What others want is "Tao", but what I want more is your fur. "Qi Xia laughed, "As long as I have this fur, I can meet whoever I want to see. "

Diyang suddenly felt bad, Qi Xia's lips moved, and said slowly: "Diyang, I want to bet with you..."

Before he finished speaking, Di Yang's black-haired hand was already firmly pressing on Qi Xia's mouth, and he pinched Qi Xia's chin, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Boy... are you crazy?!" Di Yang asked with staring eyes, "Do you know what level I am?"

Qi Xia couldn't speak, but there was still a trace of teasing in his eyes, which made Di Yang feel extremely dangerous.

What look is this?

Di Yang exerted a slight force on his hand, and he felt that he had to kill this person immediately...

Qi Xia slowly reached into his pocket, took out a fan, and then spread it out in front of Di Yang with a "snap".

A big "sorrow" is written on the fan!

This extremely humiliating action made Diyang Qi's eyes bloodshot.

"Who are you...?" Di Yang leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "A person who doesn't even have "Echo" wants to bet on my life...how dare you? "

Qi Xia shook his head vigorously, and Di Yang let go of his hand.

He coughed twice, slowly raised his head, and said with a smile, ""Echo"...?I don't need that kind of thing to walk in the "Land of End"...that kind of thing just disturbs me..."

Di Yang looked at the man in front of him puzzled, he hesitated.

He felt a very familiar aura in this man.

He is cold, dangerous, crazy... How familiar is this feeling?

"You..." Diyang held back for a long time before finally saying a word, "Do you know what a dangerous path you chose?"

"Of course I know!" Qi Xia shouted coldly, "There are many roads in this world, and everyone has their own road!"

Di Yang slowly widened his eyes after hearing this, and he took a step forward and grabbed Qi Xia's collar: "Who taught you this sentence!?"

"Oh?" Qi Xia raised the corner of his mouth, "If you want to know... why don't you come and have a serious confrontation with me."