After the two paper men showed the bet separately.
Mrs. A turned to Xiao Lan again: "Miss B, why don't we start, you are a younger sister, how about your sister asking you to come first?"
Miss B played with the paper flowers decorated on the table: "My younger sister, how can I be ashamed to be the first in front of my sister? Why don't you come first, Mrs. A?"
Those who make the move later can observe the situation in front of them to adjust their coping styles.
In this way, the first player will certainly suffer a bit.
The two paper men who were still calling each other good sisters in the last second are now facing each other again.
Naturally, Mrs. A didn't want her plastic girlfriends to take advantage.
But Miss B is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and of course she is not willing to let Mrs. A take advantage. The two paper men froze for a while.
After a while, Miss B suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed at the open space in front of her.
Following her movements, a small table appeared again in the clearing, and a delicately crafted dice was placed on the table.
Miss B smiled and said, "Let's throw the dice to decide what to do. We are good sisters, so don't let each other down like this."
Mrs. A thought for a while, and nodded in agreement: "It's still my sister who is thoughtful."
Miss B smiled: "Then I will come first."
She reached out and clicked on the desktop.
The dice flew up on the spot as if being pushed by an invisible force, and then slowly landed in the sight of the three people, and stopped turning, the number of points that appeared was -2.
Mrs. A covered her lips and chuckled, "Heh, my sister is so considerate. My sister is really inferior to you."
Miss B clenched the corners of her clothes tightly with a piece of paper, and she gritted her teeth a little: "Hehe, I wish my sister good luck first."
Mrs. A also clicked on the desktop.
Similarly, the dice moved, and finally stopped at-1.
The corners of Mrs. A's raised mouth suddenly collapsed.
Ms. B smiled sweetly: "It seems that my sister is more considerate. My sister has to learn more from you."
Mrs. A doesn't really want to talk to this bitch.
Miss B urged on the fire: "Sister, let me know the means to see you. After all, you are older and older, so you must have a wider range of knowledge~"
She also deliberately aggravated the words "older", apparently not wanting to let go of any opportunity to make the other party unhappy.
Mrs. A's paper face is almost black.
She stretched out her hand to straighten her hair, and finally got a little sense of reason.
When Mrs. A spoke again, her voice had returned to her previous clear and sweet voice: "Okay, okay, let me tell you, who makes you my good sister."
After saying this, a huge paper hourglass appeared behind the two paper people, and the sand drawn on the paper was slowly falling.
Mrs. A: "That happened in my manor. My personal maid climbed onto my husband's bed while I was out to play."
"Originally, they had nothing to do, but this greedy woman wanted to persuade my husband to marry her. She didn't look at her own origin. It was my kindness for a bitch like her to work in the manor. , She actually wanted to take my place."
Miss B said with emotion: "Oh my God, what a guy who doesn't know how to be grateful."
Mrs. A sneered: "Hmph, so I found a beautiful moonlight night and invited her to the garden..."
As her voice fell, the environment around Xiao Lan began to change.
Flower clusters made of paper appeared on the floor of the paper stage. The pattern of the floor was transformed into a pattern of grass. The bright lights became dim, and the colors became moonlight-like cool colors.
Even the music has changed from the original briskness to the oppressive and secretive.
"I let her sit in a gorgeous chair that she can't sit in her whole life, and she was very happy..."
A set of paper tables and chairs appeared in front of Xiao Lan.
Rococo-style patterns are drawn on it. The delicate flower and grass patterns have soft and gentle lines, coupled with the brisk color of pink tones, which looks like a work of art.
"Then, I brought her a cup of black tea that she was never qualified to taste..."
A beautiful, delicate and shiny white porcelain cup appeared on the tabletop.
Unlike other things around, this cup is real.
The color of the black tea in the cup was like amber, and the tea was still hot, exuding a rich aroma.
"She realized that something was wrong, she cried and begged for mercy, hoping for my forgiveness, and vowed never to make mistakes again."
"It's a pity it's too late."
"The blood she vomited red my garden, she messed up my lawn with her unremarkable struggle, and her shrill wailing disturbed my sleeping kitten..."
The blood stains appeared on the table and on the ground following Mrs. A's words, as if to reproduce the scene where the maid was poisoned that day.
"People always pay for their wishful thinking, don't they?" Mrs. A concluded.
"Yes." Miss B echoed.
At the end of this conversation, the movements of the two paper men paused.
The music is still reverberating in the air, but there is no change in the surroundings.
Xiao Lan looked at the two stationary paper figures, and then looked at the surrounding environment.
Now the whole stage presents the scene of the night when the maid is poisoned, and there is no paper man who symbolizes the maid.
The only person on the whole stage is Xiao Lan.
In other words, he is the one who plays the maid.
Xiao Lan: "..."
I didn't expect that I would still have the opportunity to be a maid in this life.
According to Mrs. A's plot, the maid should drink this cup of tea.
But... This is obviously the posture of going up to the sky side by side with the sun whoever drinks!
People who have no problem in their heads probably wouldn't choose to drink it.
Only the hourglass around was still going down, like a silent announcement.
If Xiao Lan hadn't drunk the cup of tea before the hourglass timer expired, something he didn't want to see might happen.
Xiao Lan walked around the stage.
As before, he still couldn't leave here.
Moreover, there are no hidden props or mechanisms on the stage for him to avoid.
The only thing here that is not paper is this cup of black tea, which is comparable to dichlorvos without any price increase.
It seems that the only choice left now is to drink this cup of black tea.
If you don't drink it, there will be no progress in the whole plot.
Xiao Lan walked back to the table, unable to pretend to drink such a whole glass.
Moreover, he doesn't think that pretending to drink can hide the apparently supernatural environment in front of him.
Xiao Lan glanced at the hourglass, and in this short period of time, there was only one-fifth of the hourglass left.
He thought quickly.
He has no detoxification drugs, no anti-drug physique, and no healing ability. The cheating assistant is not around yet...
I thought about all the props I had, and it didn't seem to be the right thing to do with this situation.
It's really miserable.
Fortunately, he still has poverty.
Xiao Lan activated the skills:
[Name: Poverty cannot limit my imagination]
【Ability: Toxic Nullification】
Now Xiao Lan's skills no longer have a countdown.
However, the consumption of 10 million poverty points per minute gave him a feeling of luxury with a big spend.
When he was attacked and poisoned by a brain flower man before, he was not willing to use his skills because the toxicity was not fatal.
Poor time is precious.
Xiao Lan no longer hesitated, and directly grabbed the teacup in front of him.
Tons of suffocated land.
The black tea had a burning tingling sensation when it was just taken in, but the toxicity was cancelled out by the skill in an instant.
It became an ordinary black tea taste.
I just drank it too fast and didn’t taste it, and I felt a bit depressed...
Xiao Lan, who usually drank the tea with Niu Chew Peony, put the teacup back on the table and quickly turned off the skill.
At this time, the hourglass recovered.
The scene on the stage changed, the garden disappeared, and it returned to its previous appearance.
The music also returned to the previous one.
The two paper men moved again.
Seeing Xiao Lan who was still alive, Miss B smiled briskly: "Sorry sister, but the method of poisoning is really outdated, is sister telling me a joke, hahahaha!!"
Mrs. A's face was gloomy, and she waved away the paper teacup on the desktop.
Miss B finally laughed enough: "How about sister come and see mine?"
Mrs. A suppressed her anger and squeezed out a smile: "I really look forward to my sister's tricks."
Miss B turned to the direction of the stage: "That is a bold suitor..."
"I only met him once or twice, and didn't even say a word, let alone any friendship. But he stubbornly thought that I should marry him, and suddenly came to me to propose. Up."
"Of course I rejected such an unreasonable request on the spot. But he became angry because of it, saying that I was a vain woman, but just looked down on him because he had no money and status, and even threatened to kill me by disfigurement."
Mrs. A exclaimed: "Oh my God, how can there be such a person."
Miss B touched her chest: "Yes, so I can only be forced to protect myself."
"I invited him to come to my room alone late at night..."
Following Miss B's words, the stage changed again.
The colorful ground became a floral carpet pattern, and the setting was replaced by a rococo room with fine wallpapers.
Sofas, beds, and seats made of paper rise from the ground.
In an instant, this was the boudoir of an aristocratic woman.
"He was ecstatic, and he came to the appointment on time. But he didn't expect that the moment he opened the door, he would be greeted by a steel needle falling from the sky."
As soon as Miss B's voice fell, the music in the scene became intense.
At the same time, thousands of steel needles fell directly from the top of Xiao Lan's head.
These steel needles have arm lengths, which are several times thicker than ordinary sewing needles.
If you get hit, the end is self-evident.
Xiao Lan quickly dodged to the side.
"boom-"
The rainy steel needle fell on the place where he stood before, directly smashing through the hard floor.
But the attack did not end.
The steel needle seemed to lock Xiao Lan, and fell towards him one after another.
The surrounding scenes are all paper, and there is no place to hide.
To make matters worse, because the previous steel needle broke the ground, there are fewer and fewer places to dodge.
Xiao Lan shuttled between the gaps in the rain of steel needles, and had to be careful about the holes in the ground, waving [Dalit's Bone] from time to time to block.
He glanced towards the gap that was smashed out of the ground.
I only saw a piece of bottomless darkness, and it was obvious that it might not be a pleasant experience to accidentally fall.
After avoiding several waves of attacks, the rain of steel needles finally stopped.
Before Xiao Lan could breathe a sigh of relief, Miss B's words sounded again:
"After he escaped from the steel needle, then the hair-thin thread strangled his throat..."
The sound of "swish" sounded on the stage.
That voice came from all directions, presenting an enveloping attitude towards Xiao Lan.
It seems that he has nowhere to escape.
Xiao Lan made a decisive decision and directly switched [Dalit's Bone] to the blade form.
As he dodges aside, he waved his bone blade to cut the thread that was coming towards him.
These threads look weak, but in fact they are incredibly sharp.
Xiao Lan clearly saw that the piece of paper furniture passed by the silk thread was instantly cut in half.
The incision is extremely flat, and the effect is better than the cutting edge.
If you are entangled, I am afraid that it is not a simple picture of strangling the throat, cutting into parts is the correct answer.
Miss B, your description is really too tactful.
The silk thread still rushed towards Xiao Lan quickly.
The pale bone blade danced out the afterimages, dissolving their attacks one by one.
It's just that a few slipped silk threads pierced Xiao Lan's cheeks and arms, leaving blood marks on his body.
Fortunately, it was just a skin trauma, which was not serious.
Soon, there was nothing complete left on the stage.
After swiping the knife to cut the last thread that hit him, the broken stage returned to calm.
Xiao Lan didn't dare to take it lightly.
"He was very desperate because he was entangled in silk threads. He stared at me angrily, trying to accuse and curse, but he was already speechless."
"Finally, I sent him into the eternal darkness..."
Upon hearing the words "eternal darkness", Xiao Lan felt wrong.
Sure enough, he felt his feet empty in the next instant.
The ground of the entire stage collapsed at this time, and the furniture made of paper and the fragments from the previous fight all fell downward.
Below, there is a darkness like a bottomless abyss.
At the very moment, Xiao Lan threw out the [Dalit Bone] who had switched to the whip form in advance.
The bone whip cleverly wrapped around the setting behind the stage, preventing Xiao Lan from falling into the abyss.
Xiao Lan just hung in the air like this, and there was pitch black under her feet, accompanied by fragments that kept falling.
Just like this for a while.
The hourglass of timing came to an end and returned to its original state again.
With the recovery of the hourglass, the stage gradually recovered, and the colorful circus-style stage appeared again.
But Xiao Lan is still the only actor on the stage.
And it is still alive.
Mrs. A who was on the sidelines did not know where she drew out a paper folding fan.
She finally seized the opportunity to hit the plastic sisters back, and shook her fan mercilessly and laughed: "Hahaha, sister, you are such an unimaginative woman! Oh, how can this be good? Sister, I’m really worried about the future. No one will marry you~"
Miss B slapped the table down with anger, and the table made of paper was shaken by her.
Xiao Lan understood that whether it was Mrs. A or Ms. B, or the people in their stories, they weren't a good crop, but the pair of plastic sisters were particularly ruthless.
No wonder they are best friends, this is probably a gathering of things.
Mrs. A is triumphant: "Unfortunately, this time we are tied. My sister can't give you the gift for you."
Miss B quickly adjusted back to the fighting state without changing her smile: "My sister is in a hurry, I also want to give the gift to my sister, why don't we play another game?"
Mrs. A: "What do you mean by younger sister?"
Miss B: "Play until the result is out."
The two smiling paper faces turned to Xiao Lan.
Xiao Lan: "..."
Damn, you are ruthless.
Do non-Chief extras have no human rights
At this moment, Mrs. A asked Xiao Lan for the first time: "Let's start a new game, right?"
Xiao Lan said that she didn't want to speak.
After a while.
Miss B also asked: "Shall we start a new game?"
Xiao Lan frowned slightly.
He glanced at the hourglass behind the two paper men, this time the hourglass did not start timing.
The two paper men were looking at him, as if waiting for his answer.
Xiao Lan suddenly understood.
In this round, my own opinions seem to be critical.
Without his consent, the two paper men would not be able to start the game!
Xiao Lan lowered her eyes, covering the bright color in her eyes.
Mrs. A asked for the third time: "Excuse me, can we start a new game?"
The tone was already a little impatient.
However, Xiao Lan sat down in a lazy posture, "It's not fun."
Mrs. A stood up, and the glass barrier around the stage seemed to her as nonexistent.
She walked to the stage and asked: "Why is it not fun anymore, don't you want to know who of us is better?"
Xiao Lan really wanted to say, who really wants to know this kind of thing! Is it more fun to watch Tiehan’s nibbles than the two of you guys
But I also feel that directly angering the other party will cause unpredictable changes.
Xiao Lan raised her head and looked at the two paper men with no interest: "You guys are not exciting enough. I have something more fun here. Do you want to play with me? But I also want to participate in your bets. "
Mrs. A is unhappy: "Why are you with us?"
Miss B also came over, but as opposed to Mrs. A, she expressed interest: "What? Speak up and listen."
Xiao Lan smiled, knowing that they would definitely stand in two different positions.
No matter who supports or opposes, he has the opportunity to make suggestions.
In this way, he can take the opportunity to participate in the game and even try to get their bets.
Xiao Lan took out the props she had obtained before: "How about playing more exciting than Russian roulette?"
【Name: Plastic Dragon Slaying Knife】
[Ability: Inflict a death damage judgment on the target, with a probability of 50% (available times 3/3)]
[Note: One dollar is 99999, a new version of the ship you have never experienced before, but the cost is limited and can only be made of plastic at most, please bear with me]
Miss B hesitated: "... Isn't it a bit big to play?"
Mrs. A also hesitated and did not speak.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Lan secretly used [Green Turning Spray].
【Name: Green Spray】
[Ability: Make suspicion between collaborators, duration 2 minutes]
[Explanation: Wife, I'm back... here... what are you doing? ! 】
At this time, the two paper men were very close to Xiao Lan.
Although he can't leave the stage, the spray may not have its full effect, but the effect of the spray should be able to affect them.
Then he looked indifferent and said: "I have always played such a big game. What is the meaning of ordinary games? It's too boring to play."
He also deliberately emphasized the three words "old lady", which captured the essence of the words.
Mrs. A turned her head and glanced at Miss B. She immediately changed her attitude: "Hehe, sister is afraid? Sister, I really want to play. Of course, it's better to hurry up. I still have the salon and I can't waste it here, no As idle as some people."
Miss B also changed her words instantly: "Hehe, of course I want to play, I'm afraid my sister will not dare. Let's start as soon as possible. I have arranged a lot of little sisters for parties, and my time is not as cheap as some people."
The smell of gunpowder between the two pieces of paper instantly became stronger.
For this kind of plastic sister flower, even if it is just a little bit of [greening spray], the effect seems to be exceptionally good.
What an unexpected gain.
Seeing the two paper men agree to the game, Xiao Lan quietly raised the corners of her mouth.
He had found out since the two of them were throwing dice before—
These are also two non-chiefs.
Now, it’s a war between three non-chiefs,
And he has a freshly baked [Krypton Gold] that can increase luck.
How can a non-chief who knows Krypton gold be considered a non-chief
The author has something to say:
1. Russian Roulette—Put one or more bullets into the six bullet slots of the revolver. After rotating the revolver at will, close the revolver. Participants in the game take turns pointing their pistols to their heads and squeezing the trigger; of course, those who are shot will automatically quit, and those who are stage fright will lose, and the one who persists until the end is the winner. (From Baidu Encyclopedia)
2. In the previous article, the number of times of using the "Plastic Dragon Slaying Knife" has been changed to 3.