This young boy named Du Lai stretched out his right hand towards Yan Qingwen with a smile.
Yan Qingwen glanced at him indifferently, but did not reach out.
"It's good to be vigilant." Du Lai raised his palm, revealing the blade between his two fingers.
Lu Ang was immediately annoyed: "You!..."
"Big man, don't worry, look at these two ladies, they are much calmer than you." Du Lai grinned and turned his palm, the blade that should have been caught between his fingers disappeared.
Zhu Shu opened her eyes in surprise.
Lu Ang was also taken aback: "What the hell?! Props?"
"It's magic." Bai Youwei said coldly, "and it's the least popular street magic. It pays attention to fast hands and eyes, but it lacks artistic appreciation and skills."
Du Lai's smile froze slightly, his eyes fell on Bai Youwei, his slow tone was threatening: "Little sister, it's not cute to speak so meanly~"
Bai Youwei smiled, looked at his hands, and said unhurriedly: "Every magician I've ever met pays great attention to the maintenance of their hands, and there can't be a little bit of dirt in the nails, and your hands... Dirty."
She raised her eyes slightly and looked at him with a smile: "So, are you a street artist? Or... a thief?"
Du Lai was like being stabbed, and the smile on his face froze.
After a few seconds of pause, he took a deep look at Bai Youwei and took a half step back.
"You're really not friendly at all..."
Du Lai pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled helplessly:
"Okay, I'll just explain what I'm here for. On my side, it's a doll machine game. There are two missing and one strategy. I need a good partner."
His eyes lingered on Lu Ang for half a second, and he added, "And you can't be too fat."
Lu Ang: "Fuck!"
Yan Qingwen laughed for a while: "What's the matter, are the game guides in Shanghai running all over the street?"
"Of course not." Du Lai shook his head gently, "The strategy is in the hands of the game evaluation team. After we reserve the game time, the evaluation team will tell us the detailed strategy, but don't hold out too much hope, because most of the game is in the hands of the evaluation team. It is a confrontation system, so even if you know the strategy, you may not be able to survive."
Having said that, he leaned against the tree trunk by the sidewalk and looked at the young man who had greeted Lu Ang just now.
"Just like the person who called you just now, he actually wanted to coax you into being a scapegoat. In the game of Russian turntable, at least one person must die to clear the level."
"What about you?" Yan Qingwen asked, "Why did you find us?"
"Because the people here are so stupid." Du Lai sighed, "I don't want to be held back by the pig teammates. Don't worry, this game of crane machines is not a player-versus-player game, but requires two people to cooperate. Of course, if the cooperation fails and you die in it, you can't blame me."
Bai Youwei frowned and asked, "The risk of the game is so great, why are you still looking for someone to enter the game?"
"Of course it's for props." Du Lai said of course, "A good prop can save lives at a critical moment. And everyone who lives here must enter the game, and with a few more props in hand, they can also enter the game. more confident."
"Everyone has to enter the game?" Bai Youwei was a little surprised.
"Ah... It seems that you are really new here, and you haven't figured out anything." Du Lai smiled, "The people in the game evaluation team take care of our food and our living, and regularly provide us with game guides. Of course, this is not the case. The service is free, and the only thing they ask of us as residents is... to be in the game on time.”