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Chapter 650 Games

Only three of the eighteen people can survive?

"absurd!"

"Who wants to play what game with you?"

"See the trick!"

“…”

Some of the eighteen people showed anger on their faces and scolded them. Some even took out the talisman hidden weapon on their bodies and threw it at the fat man standing in the corner.

But the fat man's figure looked like a phantom, and the talisman hidden weapon passed through his body and hit the wall, making bursts of bangs and explosions.

The seemingly fragile walls contracted, hidden weapons fell one after another, and layers of blood foam floated up on the walls, and the prototype was quickly repaired.

The wall of this inn... Zhou Fan's eyes slightly condensed, and his face became serious.

It was so weird. Whether it was this fat man who looked like a phantom or the inn, Bai Wu revealed an indescribable weirdness.

And the masked man hiding in the dark made him feel heavier.

When the warriors saw that the attack was ineffective, they stopped in shock and looked at the fat man in fear.

The fat man still said indifferently: "It's useless. You have entered Baiwu Inn and want to go out alive. Then you can only accept the rules set by it. The rules of the game are very simple, guess the size."

As soon as he finished speaking, black smoke filled the table, and the smoke slowly condensed into a six-sided dice. The dark dice had a head size, and the blood-red dots on it were the same as ordinary dice.

"Once you join the game, you can't exit. The game only has three rounds, and the number of people in each round is unlimited. You can guess the size until the last person survives."

"After the three survivors are selected, the rest of those who do not participate in the game will die!"

The faces of the eighteen people changed slightly, and many of them quickly understood that if there were only two people participating in the first round because of fear, one guessed the bigger one and the smaller one, the dice only needed to be turned once, and the person who guessed the result correctly could leave directly.

"Don't pay attention to it. If we don't participate, then the game will not continue." Someone said with his eyes flashing.

This made many people's eyes lit up. If they didn't participate, they wouldn't have to die.

"If no one participates in the first round, then this round will end, enter the second round, and so on, the three rounds will end, and the game will end." The fat man sneered.

"How can we trust you? The winner will definitely go out alive? White fog is everywhere, how can we leave?" Zhou Fan spoke, and he stared coldly at the suspected monster fat man.

The fat man did not answer, he just said slowly: "Now it is time to enter the first round of game."

There were wisps of white mist floating out on the table in front of Zhou Fan and the others.

"People who want to participate in the first round of the game only need to touch the white mist." The fat man explained.

The fat man did not answer Zhou Fan's words, and Zhou Fan was not angry either. He understood that the fat man probably ignored them and did not believe them.

Zhou Fan looked at the small white mist in front of him with a cold face.

"Brother Zhou, do we want to participate?" Cao Yanfang's face showed a look of hesitation and entanglement.

Guan Yingfeng and Tan Yunfei looked at Zhou Fan in the same way.

"I can't make a decision for you." Zhou Fan shook his head, "I want to wait a little longer."

It's still the first round now, so don't worry.

Many warriors stared at the white mist in front of them with serious expressions.

The white mist in front of them is slowly dissipating.

"After the white mist dissipates, you can't participate in this round again." The fat man said slowly.

The warriors were all slightly stunned, and finally five people quickly reached out and touched the white mist in front of them.

Cao Yanfang and the other two did not participate in this round.

After the five people touched the white fog, the white fog did not dissipate, but was divided into two balls, and the two balls of fog turned into two words: "big" and "small".

The fog in front of the other thirteen people disappeared.

There was a subtle look on everyone's faces. Five people participated in the first round. If calculated based on the average number of people, it would be just one less person. There was no big advantage in participating in the first round.

The five people also looked a little bad.

"If you want to choose the big or small, just choose it directly. Only when the dice is selected will it turn." The fat man's harsh and sharp voice came again.

"What if I don't choose?" someone asked.

"Not choosing means giving up giving up and admit defeat." The fat man said in silence.

The five warriors found that the fog was beginning to dissipate. They did not dare to hesitate anymore, nor did they look at their opponents, because this was a matter of luck and there was no reference object in size.

They stretched out their hands with a nervous look on their faces and grabbed the white mist. When they touched the fog on one side, the other side would dissipate directly.

The result was that three chose the big ones, two chose the small ones.

The moment they confirmed, the dice on the table turned on its own.

The dice turned very fast, so fast that only a faint red and black afterimage could be seen. It stopped immediately after not long after it turned.

All the warriors looked at the stopped dice with a serious expression!

The number of points upwards of the dice is four!

Four points were big, and the faces of the two warriors who chose small changed drastically. One of them stood up without hesitation and rushed towards the door.

But as soon as he rushed to the door, his whole body exploded with a bang, turning into countless red and flesh residues, and even his bones were not left.

The other sitting didn't dare to move anymore, his face turned pale, "No, let me go..."

Before he could finish his words, his whole body began to melt, the membrane on his body cracked, and blood kept flowing down.

The entire wooden chair was dyed red soon.

What's strange is that the red and flesh and blood transformed by these two warriors, the wooden chairs and the wooden floors were squirming, absorbing all the red and white transformed by the two warriors.

Zhou Fan looked shocked. Only then did he understand why the warrior who had stood up had disappeared. It was not that his body was taken away, but that he was absorbed by the inn!

Cao Yanfang and the other two turned pale, and they felt a little disgusted.

Even though the other warriors had seen this scene before, their faces were ashen.

They didn't know what to do, and attacking the weird fat man had no effect.

The death of the two warriors did not cause any fluctuations on the fat man's face. He just said slowly: "Continue."

The three warriors who participated in the first round looked at the words "size and small" that were condensed again, and their faces showed fear.

If you choose the wrong one, you will die!

"Wait, if they choose the same result and get another result, then no one survived?" Some warrior thought slightly.

"I didn't say that there will definitely be someone who survives every round." The fat man explained with a rare explanation.

The three warriors' faces changed slightly, and one of them shouted: "We want to maintain different results, I will choose the younger one this time."

"I'll choose a young man too!" The second warrior shouted big.

"Then I'll choose the big one." The last warrior thought for a while and gritted his teeth.

Zhou Fan looked at him coldly, and he thought in his heart, why should he play this game?
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