Eight cards and nine people means one person has to be out, and the way to get out is to die, there is no other way.

After the reshuffle is completed, the cake is re-divided, and the new interest bond has been completed, and there will definitely be no change.

Du Baby is sure, Victor is sure, and the remaining six cards must be divided by seven people. For a moment, everyone was looking at each other, with a hint of nervousness and nervousness in their eyes, and finally focused their eyes completely on Du Baby's face.

Do Baby, on the other side, looked at Victor's face and smiled.

"Mr. Victor, you are the organizer and the person with the most say on this round table. Now this is the case..." Du Baobao stretched his voice and said to Victor: "Maybe you have to make something, the cake is just one piece, only enough for eight people, but now it is... nine people!"

This is to put Victor directly on the fire and let him deal with the issue of distributing the cake in the end. Perhaps this is to respect his status, but unfortunately no one can see the respect.

Victor wanted to refuse and wanted to put aside this matter, but he couldn't. He dared to promise that if he didn't do anything, he would probably be the one who was kicked out. He also dared to promise that he was definitely under the lockdown of the sniper rifle. If he didn't do what Du Baby said, he would be finished.

This woman is so cruel that she underestimated her!

"Of course, there are only eight servings of cake, but we have nine people in total, one more person. The round table is fair and just, and any proposal that has been approved for all votes must be implemented unconditionally." Victor looked around and clicked on the playing cards in front of him and said, "I have a playing card, and Ms. Miscat, as a dealer, automatically owns a playing card, so you... gentlemen, we have to think of a way..."

Victor reached out and took a pistol from the bodyguard and placed it on the table and waited.

No one moves, and no one knows whether the one who dies is himself. This is the rule, and the rules that have just come out cannot be broken so quickly.

Time passed minute by minute, ten minutes passed, but everyone still didn't move. The baby was very calm and stretched out a finger to fiddle with the blood drops on the round table. It seemed that it was a very fun thing.

It seemed that she was the most relaxed, because she was surrounded by heavy breathing sounds.

If someone has to die, who will do it?

The person who was working on the round table was definitely not far from death. They were just a round table in East Africa. There were also round tables in Africa and world-class round tables.

Why is a roundtable? Why is a roundtable from top to bottom?

This itself represents a fair and fair attitude. No matter how fierce the fight is in private, you cannot kill people at the roundtable. As for the sniper arranged by Du Baobao...

This was an unexpected attack, and the baby did not take action at the roundtable, nor did he admit it, so it was just an attack!

A smart and shameless person, when facing these guys, shamelessness must be added with a little cleverness. A little cleverness is enough to clear yourself. The winner is king. No one can say anything without killing people at the roundtable.

"Mr. Victor, who is the organizer, you will not keep a stalemate when you watch the scene, right?" Du Baby stopped playing with the blood dripping, raised her head and said to Victor with a smile: "The smell of blood here is too strong, making me feel sticky and uncomfortable. I hope it can be solved within one minute, and then I have to take a shower and be busy? After all, I am a lady, and you guys must accommodate me..."

One minute, the last minute. A cold sweat flowed from Victor's forehead. He knew that the other party had only given him one minute. If it could not be solved within one minute, then he would have to be kicked out.

Even Victor began to feel a faint pain in his temple, which was a feeling of being firmly locked by more than one sniper rifle.

"You guys..." Victor paused, wiped the sweat from his forehead, stared at Du Baby and asked softly: "What card did you give me?"

No one is willing to kill people, and no one is willing to kill themselves. Killing people at the roundtable is unforgivable. But the baby asked him to kill people and divide the cake equally.

Baby laughed and shook her head. She didn't read those poker cards at all, let alone what everyone's poker cards were. Since she didn't know, how could she tell Victor what the cards she gave to the other party were?

This is because the baby is just a new arrival and has no idea that every round table shuffle will be reassigned. Each card represents a different meaning, with the largest and smallest distinction.

"Hahaha..." Victor smiled, picked up the pistol on the table, and pulled the trigger directly at an arms dealer next to him.

"Bang!"

The gunshots sounded, and a blood hole appeared in the arms dealer's chest, and he died on the round table.

One was beaten to death, nine people turned into eight people, and the cake was perfectly distributed!

Everyone took a deep breath. From then on, they would take over the market share of the dead people and maintain the money they could have made.

"Everyone is happy." Victor put down his pistol and looked around with a smile. "Today we held a roundtable meeting in the East Africa region. There were attacks in the middle of the meeting and six people died. Well, yes, six people died in the attacks."

The one who shot and killed just now was killed when he encountered an attack, not by Victor.

"Yes, we encountered an attack and six people died." An arms dealer nodded immediately.

"Of course, I can testify to this point, and was attacked by unknown militants and killed six people."

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"No, this is definitely not the case-" Du Baobao suddenly denied.

In an instant, Victor's face became ugly. Not only did his face become ugly, but the remaining six beneficiaries of the cake also became ugly.

They knew too well that their lives were in the hands of this woman. If the woman was playing anything, or whatever she played, they had to follow it.

"Ms. Miscat, what else do you have..."

Victor asked, and at this moment, he knew that he was being played with by Baby. Before the meeting, he made a lot of arrangements around him, and under precise arrangements, he could still be attacked by precision, which could only prove that his arrangement was completely defeated.

He was forced to kill people at the roundtable. Once it was spread, he had to be erased without waiting for others to take action. However, under the threat of his life, he could only be forced to kill people.

In other words, he was played with by Baby Do, and he could only follow the other party for the time being, and after the meeting was over...
Chapter completed!