The situation of the duel is undercurrent.
The vagabond with 6 health bars, Old Yu, faced the robber Liu Chengwei with 7 health bars. He would have lost by one point and lost one health bar, but Wu You stepped into the duel threshold.
"I'm on the opposite side of Liu Chengwei." Wu You's head was full of energy bars, with a childish face, "I have 4 health bars, so our side adds up to 10."
Liu Chengwei was furious. He was not surprised that Wu You stood up. He had been tit for tat before, not to mention that he had become the target of public criticism now. He looked at the people outside the duel threshold, everyone's face was covered with a layer of scarlet light, and they were extremely indifferent.
No one stood up for him, including Ueno, whom he had always regarded as his companion, who just looked at Yang Ming from the audience without moving a step.
In this way, Liu Chengwei changed from 7 blood bars to 6, and was stabbed by Lao Yu with a short knife during the fight.
Looking at Liu Chengwei who was covered in blood, An Wujiu said softly, "This is how you look like a vicious criminal."
Although Liu Chengwei was so unwilling, he did not initiate a duel against Zhong Yirou. Zhong Yirou, who survived the catastrophe, exchanged his ability to restore a blood bar to Yang Ming to keep him from participating in the duel, but Yang Ming did not agree.
"You are all suspected of being a cultist, even if I agree. A cultist is a threat to everyone equally. Who knows who the next victim will be?"
What he said was righteous and dignified, but in reality he was hiding his selfishness.
But such words also point out the voices of other people. In this place where trust is lacking, everyone is unwilling to trust other people casually, especially if the other party has the risk of cult members.
Rebelling against Yang Ming is equivalent to resisting the bright cards behind Yang Ming, as well as the possible hidden cards. No one dares to take this risk for others.
Helpless, Zhong Yirou adopted the strategy of striking first and launching a duel against Lao Yu, and in exchange for his own ability, he got the support of Wu You and Ueno, and with an advantage of 10 to 6, he defeated Lao Yu and kept the old man. The only life I have.
But her condition is that whoever has the last blood bar left first will help him recover.
When it was Zhong Yirou's turn and Liu Chengwei's turn, he didn't know whether Liu Chengwei was injured or frustrated, or he didn't want to offend a character who could recover blood, so he gave up the duel and destroyed a blood bar himself.
In the end, Liu Chengwei had only five blood bars left, which was the same number as Lao Yu's. Zhong Yirou did not lose blood, but suffered some skin trauma.
After three duels, the situation on the field has undergone earth-shaking changes. The originally stable trio also had cracks and no longer trusted each other.
And the red and black lines of other people gradually surfaced during the duel.
The injured Liu Chengwei and Lao Yu walked down the duel threshold, intending to return to their room to use supplies to heal their injuries. When they left the door, An Wujiu, who was waiting outside, put his hand on Liu Chengwei's shoulder, which made him look sideways uncomfortably, but that The hand went down the shoulder again, and finally stopped for a moment outside the right pocket of his trousers.
Old Yu also saw this scene, he was puzzled, and stood there for two seconds.
What the hell happened last night.
If Liu Chengwei is really a cult member, why would An Wujiu have anything to do with him
Old Yu couldn't figure this out, but he couldn't attack An Wujiu either. This was his red line, and it was higher than his own survival value. Only if he survived would he have a chance to enter the top four.
Even if An Wujiu really joins hands with the cultists, he can't touch him.
He has to find a way to confess the red line to An Wujiu and make an alliance with him.
Wu You, who had achieved his goal, stayed at the duel threshold for half a minute. After leaving the duel room, he zipped his hoodie to the top, raised his collar to cover his mouth, and walked straight to the billiard room without saying a word.
This is the place Yang Ming agreed with him.
After entering, he picked up the tripod that framed the ball on the table, and the billiard balls of different colors spread out and rolled to various places on the table.
Just scored a ball, the door was pushed open.
"The posture is quite professional." Yang Ming's dry voice came from behind.
Wu You closed the pole, turned to face him, "Brother Yang."
"I gave you a wink just now, you are quite clever." Yang Ming walked to the table, picked up another cue, dabbed powder on the top, and then bent down, "After chatting last night, how did you Are you going to fool around with Lao Yu again?"
A ball was hit and hit the red ball not far away.
"What are you talking about?" Yang Ming asked.
Wu You stuffed his hands into the pockets of his hoodie, and whispered, "He talks about his brother with me, and I talk about my brother with him."
"Oh? You have an older brother?" Yang Ming straightened up and looked at him with great interest, "How old is it?"
"As old as me." Wu You replied.
"Hey, twins." Yang Ming bent down again and hit a beautiful straight ball.
Wu You didn't respond, which seemed to him to be tacit consent.
"I told you last night, how did you think about it?" A hole-in-one made Yang Ming smile.
"Yeah." Wu You put the club in his hand on the ground, "I'll try, he may not trust me."
"An Wujiu is very cunning. I saw that only a kid like you can force him to let his guard down."
Wu You hummed lightly again, and said, "Just now I saw him stuff something into Liu Chengwei's pocket, it seems to be something like a note."
Yang Ming's cue, which was about to hit the ball, suddenly stopped, and his eyes narrowed as he stared at the ball.
At this moment, An Wujiu, the subject of the discussion between the two, is currently drinking the champagne that has run out of steam, and when he sees Ueno passing by, he immediately follows.
"Why are you running?" He said with a smile, "I don't eat people."
Ueno didn't know what he was going to do, before he could speak, he was dragged by An Wujiu's arm and led into the small office next door.
With a bang, the door was closed.
An Wujiu put the wine bottle in his hand on the table where the printer was placed, pushed his hands back, and sat down on the desk by himself.
"You, what are you doing? I'm going to the bathroom." Ueno wanted to run when he said that, but An Wujiu stretched out his long legs, stepped on the wall next to Ueno, one leg blocked his way.
"Hold on." An Wujiu glanced at him, took a deep breath, and adjusted his patience, "Although I'm not a good person, I still have a bit of gentlemanly demeanor. When I finish speaking, I will let you go naturally." .”
Ueno still remembered the way he humiliated An Wujiu at the beginning, but now it was too late to regret it, so he could only tremble, "Then you say..."
An Wujiu stared at him with those innocent eyes, "Aren't you afraid of me now, aren't you afraid of your big brother?"
Ueno knew he was talking about Yang Ming, but he only frowned slightly, "Why should I be afraid of him?"
"Yeah, why." An Wujiu seemed to have suddenly forgotten what he was going to say. He looked up at the sky and thought. Up the wall, again blocking his way.
"I remembered, this brain." An Wujiu patted his head and laughed, "Guess who is the bigger threat to him in your Iron Triangle."
"Now... now of course it is Liu Chengwei, he may be a cultist."
An Wujiu shook his head and said with a smile: "Liu Chengwei is just a broken knife, it has no other use except being used by Yang Ming to kill people."
"Now this knife may stab himself. Of course, it must be discarded, and a new good knife will be found."
Ueno's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and suddenly became tense, "What do you mean?"
"Don't you understand?" An Wujiu frowned, showing a pitiful expression.
"You are his spare knife, but the survival value is only two points less than his. You said, if his red line is not connected to you, you survived..." An Wujiu pursed his lips, "It's a good thing for him Still a bad thing."
After finishing speaking, An Wujiu looked up, "His crush is more like Liu Chengwei than you."
Hearing An Wujiu's words, Ueno only felt chills on the soles of his feet.
Of course he knew that Yang Ming's crush was not him, the situation was the other way around, his red line connected to Yang Ming.
Similarly, he also understood what An Wujiu meant. Yang Ming not only used him, but also feared his ability and survival value.
An Wujiu tapped his knee lightly with his fingers, "Assuming that the red line is not connected to Liu Chengwei, and Yang Ming knows that he is probably a cultist, he probably won't care about the possibility, and will instigate you on the spot to protect himself." Fighting with other people directly killed Liu Chengwei's remaining five lives, how could he keep them?"
What he said was not unreasonable. With Yang Ming's suspicious personality, even if Liu Chengwei had even the slightest suspicion, he would definitely kill them all.
Seeing that Ueno's face was not looking good, An Wujiu continued: "If Yang Ming really wanted to keep you, he would definitely not let you fight Liu Chengwei. If your blood bar is low, he will lose another powerful helper .”
After hearing this, Ueno said in a daze, "If he doesn't want to protect me..."
An Wujiu shrugged, "In the next round, if he lets you fight Liu Chengwei, then you will be finished. I think it will be very fast, after all, Yang Ming's mental state must be broken right now."
Ueno rushed to say: "He will also treat me as a sacrificial son and kick me out of the league..."
An Wujiu laughed, "You are so naive, is it really just like this? When the time comes to duel with Liu Chengwei, it is uncertain whether there will be someone on his side to help, don't forget, there are still eight people who want to curse you of it."
He bent down and approached Ueno, and said softly: "Yang Ming is reluctant to lose you directly, of course he wants to kill you once or twice, and then save you, and let you follow him with all your heart lost, this is the way to control a person .”
This kind of vicious manipulation method was eloquently explained by him, which made Ueno's heart feel like falling into an ice cave.
"However, do you think that a person like him will only find you a backup tool?"
The more Ueno listened, the more he felt chills all over his body. Indeed, Yang Ming had already started contacting Wu You, and he had no idea how far they cooperated.
"You, how do you know if he thinks like you..."
An Wujiu smiled, and randomly tapped his index finger twice on his face.
"Because I can read minds." He smiled and said the most unbelievable words, then stretched out his hand and raised his eyebrows at Ueno.
"Your hand, put it up."
Ueno looked at him, not daring to move.
"My patience is running out." The corners of An Wujiu's mouth fell, and his eyes turned cold in an instant.
After Ueno heard this, he could only stretch out his hand tremblingly, and gently placed it on those white hands. The next second, An Wujiu gave a firm grip, raised his head, and spoke in a godlike tone.
"Your red line is Yang Ming, and the black line is connected..." An Wujiu lowered his head, let go of his hand, wiped his collar lightly, stretched out his index finger and middle finger to point at his eyes, "The guy with the green eyes."
For a moment, Ueno froze. In front of this person, I am like a transparent person, any little hidden thoughts will be revealed without a doubt.
He knew that there was no such thing as mind reading, but An Wujiu had completely understood it.
"You are so loyal to Yang Ming, the red line is too obvious." An Wujiu turned his neck, "What about the black line... get rid of me first, otherwise you will be trembling standing here."
An Wujiu's smile was very beautiful, but it also made Ueno fearful, he lowered his head, his eyes were unfathomable against the backlight.
"You are most afraid of Shen Ti, it must be him."
"You, what are you going to do?" Ueno's shoulders trembled uncontrollably.
An Wujiu covered his heart, frowned, with a grievance on his face, "I obviously have good intentions, but you actually misunderstood me." After he finished speaking, he put down his hand, his expression immediately changed from weak to arrogant.
"You know? In this kind of game, the stupidest but easiest mistake is to help the person you have a crush on succeed."
He continued: "With Yang Ming's conditions, he may have a crush on Liu Chengwei. Even if Liu Chengwei lives to the end, he can only get 2 more points. His own survival value is 8 points, and the sum is 10 points. If... he Then curse the last person with the highest survival value besides himself, that is Zhong Yirou, with 17 points."
An Wujiu shook his head and clicked his tongue a few times, "What a high score."
Ueno's heart seemed to be sinking in a cold lake, unable to raise his emotions or express much, "...he is very likely to win the first place." Originally, he never expected to be the first place, as long as he can live Just go to the next round.
"Don't be depressed." An Wujiu moved closer, "As long as he is not cursing Zhong Yirou, he is someone else. Then you have a chance."
The object of Yang Ming's curse is Zhong Yirou, he is very clear about this, but he is betting that the tool man in front of him doesn't know Yang Ming's red and black lines at all.
"Your own survival value is 6 points, and the survival value of your crush is 8 points. If Shen Ti dies, you can get an extra point. Maybe this point will determine whether you can take the first place in the end."
An Wujiu's words were very dense, and the amount of information was so large that Ueno couldn't even react and calculate, but such words planted something in Ueno's heart.
He kept persuading himself, don't believe a word of people like An Wujiu, don't take it to heart. He is definitely not a kind person, and he can find himself only because he wants to use him, or even kill him.
But those words cannot be expelled, every word and every word is like a vulture coveting a carcass, circling in shadows and lingering for a long time.
He left in a daze, walked in the dark corridor, finally came to the living room, and sat down on the sofa in the last row. Along the way, a very small and very lucky idea sprouted in his heart.
Can you form an alliance with An Wujiu, can you ask him to kill Shen Ti
No matter who it was, it would be great if he could help him kill Shen Ti. He wanted Shen Ti to do this, and he wanted Shen Ti to die immediately.
Before being abandoned by Yang Ming, he wanted to win against Yang Ming, it could be done.
Will Yang Ming abandon him
Does he really not need himself
In a daze, a person sat down beside him. Ueno turned his head to the side, it was Yang Ming. The opponent didn't seem to be aware of his restlessness, or maybe he didn't care about the so-called state of the chess pieces at all, and only used the condescending master's posture to speak to him like giving orders to a dog.
"I can't wait anymore. He should be a cult member. If I kill him again tonight, I won't have a chance."
It was he who had no chance.
Ueno pretended to ask: "Who?"
"Liu Chengwei." Yang Ming said coldly, "Go and fight with him."
"Now."
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The author has something to say:
Brainwashed Ueno: If I see Yang Ming's face clearly and make an alliance with An Wujiu, will he help me kill Shen Ti...
MLM leader An Wujiu: Oh, I forgot to tell you, he is my crush (blink)