Ten Days End

The square-faced man looked around and quickly reached out and pressed the button.

His photo appeared on the screen, and it said "Waiting for teammates..."

Qi Xia keenly discovered that this person had lost a chance to match.

If his guess was right, he also cheated others. Fearing retaliation, he couldn't wait to leave.

But how many tricks did he get?

"Brother, it's your turn!" said the square-faced man.

"Okay." Qi Xia nodded and pressed the button.

Qi Xia's photo appeared on the "matching machine" for the first time, and his three chances were all there.

Seeing this, the man felt relieved, reached out and took out two fans, opened them and showed them to Qi Xia. They were "Sorrow" and "Joy". After showing them, he put them into the machine.

There were 25 "Sorrow" left on the "market".

Qi Xia nodded, inserted the "Joy" in his hand, and then took out another fan from his pocket and inserted it in.

The square-faced man breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Qi Xia repeatedly.

"Don't thank me, it's too early to thank me now." Qi Xia whispered.

"Recognition in progress..."

After a moment, the font on the screen suddenly changed.

"Recognition failed."

Then the screen went black.

The square-faced man was stunned.

"What's going on?!" Qi Xia was the first to shout, and then immediately reached out and patted the machine, "What do you mean by "recognition failed"? What's going on? !"

The square-faced man was stunned for a while, and subconsciously followed Qi Xia to pat the machine.

"The machine is broken...?" He paused, turned back and said to Qi Xia, "Brother... Are you sure what you just put in... is "joy" and "anger"? "

Qi Xia's face flashed with displeasure.

"What do you mean?" Qi Xia said with great sorrow, "I also lost two fans! Who would joke about their own fans? ! ”

The square-faced man knew that what Qi Xia said was true. Even if he wanted to cheat, he couldn't cheat after putting in the fan.

Is the machine really broken?

"How about..." Qi Xia paused and suggested, "Let's try another machine?"

The square-faced man only had one chance to match at this moment, and he seemed a little at a loss.

"Brother... Although I don't know if the machine is broken..." The square-faced man said with lingering fear, "But you should look at the fan carefully before throwing it in next time... I, I really can't afford to lose..."

"I know... I know..." Qi Xia nodded quickly, "This time I'll open the fan, and we'll put it in after we confirm it."

"Okay..."

The square-faced man and Qi Xia changed a machine together. The square-faced man trembled and pressed the button, and the last chance was also consumed.

"Brother... Take out the fan..."

Qi Xia nodded, then touched his pocket.

"It's broken! "Qi Xia suddenly said in shock, "I don't have any extra "joy"!"

"Ah?!"

"I remember I only have one "joy"..." Qi Xia said apologetically, "I also threw the one you gave me just now!"

"You!" The square-faced man obviously didn't expect this to be the case, but after thinking about it carefully, Qi Xia asked him for "joy" from the beginning of the game, which was enough to prove that he didn't have any extra fans.

After thinking for a long time, the square-faced man still took out a "joy" and handed it to Qi Xia: "You use mine! But you must use a "anger"! Otherwise, I will lose a lot!"

Qi Xia nodded and took the "joy".

"No problem." Qi Xia said, "Let's put the fans in!"

"Hmm..." The big man nodded and threw "sorrow" and "joy" in.

But the next second he felt something was wrong. He was too impatient. Qi Xia didn't even press the button until now.

Qi Xia paused, put the "Joy" into his pocket, and then opened the other three fans in his hand.

All of them were "Sorrow".

"Brother, I'm sorry, I remembered it wrong." Qi Xia said, "It turns out that I only have three "Sorrow" left, not even "Anger". "

"You...you..."

The square-faced man's expression flashed a trace of despair. He was silent for a long time and said, "You dragged me into hell."

"Really?" Qi Xia said, "If you give me a "Anger" now, can't we go out?"

"Do you think I will still believe you?" The square-faced man shouted angrily, "You are a liar!"

"Thank you for the compliment." Qi Xia said, "But I am not negotiating with you."

"What?"

Qi Xia slowly stretched out his hand and placed it on the button.

"Now you still have a way to survive, which is to wait here quietly for others to become your teammates." Qi Xia said, "As long as someone else comes to pressPress the button, invest in "joy" and "anger", and you and him can still go out. "

"So what do you mean?"

"My meaning is very simple." Qi Xia said, "Give me all the fans in your hand now, otherwise I will press the button and use up your last chance."

The square-faced man was stunned.

He knew that if Qi Xia pressed the button, he and he would start "pairing", but Qi Xia would not invest in the fan at all, and his three chances would all be used up, and he would definitely die.

He felt that the man in front of him was too scary.

Although he just put his hand on the button, it was clearly like holding a knife against his throat.

"Deal?" Qi Xia asked.

The square-faced man felt that he had never been so passive before. He had just used similar tactics to deceive others, but he didn't do it so thoroughly.

"Don't..." The square-faced man admitted his weakness, "Don't press..."

He slowly took out all his fans, and there were still two left. It seemed that he should have cheated the other person of everything.

"After I give it to you...what will you do?" the square-faced man asked.

"Although I have cheated you out of everything, you are not my target, so at some point in the future, I may save your life." Qi Xia replied.

"Why take such a big risk?" The square-faced man said puzzledly, "Even if you can collect twenty fans, at most one hundred "Dao", but you will be the enemy of everyone...can you leave alive after the game is over?"

"Offend everyone to earn one hundred "Dao"?" Qi Xia smiled slightly, "You think I am too weak."

"What? You...how much do you want?"

"A little more than one hundred."

The square-faced man was silent for a long time after hearing this, and finally handed the fan in his hand to Qi Xia.

Qi Xia lowered his head and opened it, "Anger", "Anger", "Joy".

Adding the previous fans, he now has a total of three "Sorrow", two "Anger", plus one "Joy" and one "Joy".

He already had seven fans, enough to reach the level of a "rich man".

Although he could make a small profit, it was far from enough to "win all the ways of the sheep".

Qi Xia did not break his promise, and turned around and left after taking the man's fan.

Since the square-faced man could not stay away from the "matching machine" with the button pressed, Qi Xia was relatively safe.

If he left rashly and someone else came to press the button, it would be equivalent to announcing his death.

If he was willing to stay there obediently, Qi Xia was sure to save his life. But if he had other ideas, he could only let him die.

Now there were only two matching opportunities left, and Qi Xia's face gradually became heavy.

He needed to hurry up - the second time to replenish the fan was coming.