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In the evening, on a deserted beach. A figure appeared without warning. It was a dark-haired man in a black suit. He looks very young, but exudes a mature temperament. He's handsome too, and he can be charming when he has to, but at the moment, he's just putting on a lazy face, yawning, and rubbing his messy hair in boredom. Vincent seemed to be waiting for something. He looked at the sky, and his eyes soon stopped at the sky in the northwest corner. There, there is a cloud, a lonely cloud, which looks so special and bright in the sunset. As time passed and the sun set, the cloud gradually expanded to the east and west, forming a long and narrow haze in the sky, which looked like a row of shallows hanging upside down in the sky. As night fell, the wind gradually stopped, and the calm sea surface turned dark purple until a dark red crescent moon climbed into the sky, casting a hazy red on it. "You came too early." Simon's voice suddenly sounded from behind Vincent. Vincent didn't look back, nor was he surprised at all: "Time is what we need the most. Waiting is also a kind of relaxation." "The teacher's words are always very philosophical." A childish voice It was heard that the speaker looked to be a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. He was also wearing a black suit and trousers. "Hehehe... He just stared at the sky in a daze, but he still pretended to be literary... Hehehe..." Woody's wretched laughter also appeared at this moment. "Hoho..." There was laughter again, and a short, fat, penguin-like guy appeared near the four of them, "Vincent, Woody, Simon, Sid." Mr. You looked at them one by one. Scanning the faces of the four people, "I'm really honored to see the four of you gathered together again." "Cough... cough... If you're not really honored, don't say that." Sick young man. Floating on the sea like a phantom, he said to Mr. You. Beside him, there were two other shadows, also standing on the surface of the sea in a state of emptiness. "Didn't Death come again?" Simon cast his stern gaze on the three figures. Plague replied: "You know, he has absolute confidence in his betting object, so he doesn't pay attention at all." He covered his mouth and coughed twice: "After all... he chose [Swallowing Ghost Xiao]]Ah." "Hehehe... You mean, we need to pay more attention to the cards in our hands, right... "A woman beside Plague interrupted at this moment: "You let Feng Bujue get a psychic weapon. Doesn't that prove it? "Hehe...you seem very dissatisfied, Lord Disaster..." Woody smiled sinisterly. "I've already dealt with this matter." "Simon interrupted them, so that the two guys would not fight at each other: "It was resolved the day after Mr. You finished that farce. so. There is no need to argue. What Simon was referring to was naturally the script in which Feng Bujue met K3-Red Iron. It was the first team survival mode that Feng Bujue arranged after the death question and answer, and he encountered the theoretical script. It is almost impossible to encounter derivatives many times. Obviously, this is manipulated by someone behind the scenes... And Feng Bujue's loss in that script is also obvious to all. He returned to the state before liberation almost overnight. The price of capable weapons." Those things of the past. Don't mention it any more. Vincent followed Simon's words and said, "Let's get down to business." ""The real thing is, the person you choose has already comprehended [Soul Intent]. "The war standing on the other side of the plague said: "This progress is too fast. "Woody smiled wretchedly: "Hey... The guy chosen by your plague brother has just passed level 30. Summoning specialization has reached the level, don't you think it's too soon? Zhan Zhan's eyeless eyes flickered: "Don't change the subject, Woody, you know it's different." "Ah... I always feel like we're going to quarrel..." I don't know why. Sid was trembling as he hugged his arm while talking: "I hate quarrels the most..." Mr. You was on the side. Looking at the four scumbags and The three knights of the apocalypse looked like they were at war with their swords. On the surface, they were calm, but in their hearts they were gloating, hoping that these bastards would turn their backs and fight. "My lord, you are right. Unexpectedly, this sentence came from Vincent himself: "My people, the time to master [Soul Intent] is too early... This may not be a good thing. He paused for a moment, then said again: "However, what has happened is irreversible." How to solve it is what we need to discuss. "Hey hey... you say that, you must have already found a way to satisfy everyone?" "Woody obviously knows Vincent very well." My people cannot play the game in the real time of the next forty-eight hours. "Vincent said: "This level of concession, is it okay?" He looked around for a week, but no one spoke, and then he continued: "If there is no objection..." He glanced at Plague: "Master Plague, why don't you go for a walk?" Plague bowed slightly, smiled and said, "Happy to help." "Vincent said again: "However, you all have to promise me one condition. "It sounds like a dangerous deal... "Mr. You instantly smelled the conspiracy. "At this time and here, except for Simon, who has never placed a bet, the six of you selected can just play a killing game, can't they..." Vincent said evilly He said with a smile: "My request is very simple, let them play a game. "Huh... so it's this kind of condition." "The first one in the war sneered: "It's exactly what I want... Anyway, my chess pieces will not lose. "" I am also happy to accompany you. Disaster continued. "Since the teacher said so..." Sid usually would not object to Vincent's opinion. Plague and Mr. You looked at each other and shrugged: "Since everyone does not object..." "Hey hey ...It sounds interesting..." Woody smiled slyly: "But, is this really good? He turned to look at Vincent: "The game between masters, the death fight beyond the limit, may make them stronger... Hehe... For you, this is not beneficial." "The lenses of his glasses were still filled with white light, and no one knew what his expression was like at the moment: "What on earth do you... want to see from this battle? "Vincent didn't answer Woody, he just faced Simon and said leisurely: "Mr. Referee, what do you think?" "() RT
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