Mr. Qi laughed silently: "It's all like this, are you still lucky?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cowardly figure suddenly came into his eyes in the sand and dust below. He escaped from the first wave of siege in a ridiculous manner of rolling and crawling.
The audience was shocked: "The No. 13 coward actually has this ability?"
Mr. Qi's face turned dark, but his tone was still firm: "So what? Just live a few more seconds, can he turn over again?"
As he said that, he continued to wink No. 2.
However, what's so damn, including the No. 2 he most favored, a group of death row prisoners were beaten to death, giving people the feeling that they were getting on their heads together and didn't care about the existence of No. 13 at all.
Not only them, but other death row prisoners basically ignored the existence of No. 13.
From beginning to end, although No. 13 was always very timid, except for a little aftermath, there was almost no substantial attack on him.
In this death race, he was like a transparent man, naturally ignored by all death row prisoners.
Even though there was a death row prisoner like No. 2 who had been paying special attention to his existence, he could never bring him a real fatal threat.
After several attempts, the final result was the same as at the beginning, and it always ended in vain without reason.
"What's this? Is it a loss of the target halfway?"
Zhao Feng finally saw a little trick and said strangely: "No. 13 has no rules and power fluctuations, and it seems that there is no special secret technique. How did he do it?"
Lin Yi thought for a while and said, "It should be considered a special talent. He can integrate into the environment in a unique way and constantly reduce his sense of existence."
"Especially in this chaotic scene, it is not easy to keep your attention on him."
"The key is that the longer the time, the deeper he integrates into the environment, the thinner his presence will be."
After a pause, Lin Yi finally concluded: "He is already stable in this game."
Zhao Feng was confused: "Ah?"
Even if she was standing on Lin Yi's side, she really couldn't understand it for a while. How could she see that No. 13 is stable?
This is just the beginning.
At the same time, Mr. Qi opposite him was cursing: "It's all a bunch of pigs!"
As an outsider, everyone's perspective is completely different from those of these death row prisoners on the battlefield.
The death row prisoners could not detect the existence of No. 13, but in the eyes of Mr. Qi, these people were purely blind.
The Thirteenth just slipped past them, but they couldn't even notice it. What's funny?
If it weren't for the business he had done, the death row prisoners under him would have chosen them himself, and Mr. Qi could not help but suspect that these people were joining forces to play him!
Finally, in everyone's shock, the death race came to the end in an extremely strange way.
Relying on his increasingly thin presence, No. 13 survived to the end in a way similar to a transparent person.
The second one of Mr. Qi is optimistic about, but if nothing unexpected happens, he enters the final circle again.
But the result was that after both sides suffered losses with the others, they were killed by a crossbow picked up by No. 13.
The audience was stunned again.
Although no one understood how No. 13 did it in the previous scene, at least the last scene had at least an unsightly effect.
On the other hand, this scene is pure luck.
No. 2 and the others both suffered to that extent, even if a child, a seven or eight-year-old, could easily finish the blow if he picked up a No. 13 crossbow.
Isn't this luck?
"Okay, okay, play like this, right? I want to see when your luck will be at!
Young Master Qi glanced at Lin Yi coldly, and immediately shouted impatiently: "Substitute!"
Soon, another group of new death row prisoners were replaced.
With a look, No. 13 became the focus of the audience once again, and became the target of tribute that all death row prisoners must be killed quickly.
Zhao Feng couldn't help but scold, "Despicable, isn't this just a bet, openly cheating?"
Lin Yi smiled distractedly.
"It's okay, let him go."
To be honest, although this bet between him and Mr. Qi, what he was more interested in was actually No. 13's reaction.
The bets related to one hundred thousand luck are related. The Si Nanjie he saw shows whether the results are still true? He was not confused by the luck that Jiang Xiaoshang said. In fact, Lin Yi was not sure.
It is not impossible for No. 13 to die halfway through the next bet.
But if he can survive to the end, then this person is really worth studying.
Having said that, the gambling may not necessarily win, but for Lin Yi, from the moment Mr. Qi proposed ten bets, today's core goal has been achieved.
As for what happens next, whether you win the bet in the end or there are other further progress, it will be extra profits.
In just ten minutes, a new round of death race ended.
The 13th day is over again.
It was the other party who suffered losses again, and he finally got the bargain and got the chicken.
"I don't believe it!"
Mr. Qi was numb, and he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to get out of the situation himself, gritted his teeth and re-arranged the death row prisoners to enter the venue.
The result was still nothing unexpected, and the last laugh was No. 13.
The audience was stunned.
If No. 13 is powerful and has won the current situation with strong personal strength, they can understand that.
But no normal person can understand this situation now.
Luck is good at one time, can it be luck every time?
Things aren't that simple, right?
For a time, some even put the conspiracy theory on Mr. Qi.
"Young Master Qi, could it be that you deliberately acted and bet with Lin Yi was fake, and it was true that you deceived us into taking the bait?"
Even a vote of people agreed.
Although most of their second-generations are not as good as Mr. Qi, they cannot resist the number of people. The total amount of the whole market is still quite considerable.
"Play you to paralyze!"
Mr. Qi cursed directly.
He was so angry that the other party jumped out at this time, and he would definitely take the initiative to hit the gun.
After venting, the second generations stopped talking.
In fact, they also know that Mr. Qi is very likely to make a plan. After all, it is the same circle, and it is not just the hammer deal today.
Young Master Qi really wants to use such despicable means to cheat them of money. Once they make a fuss, they will lose the face of the entire Qi Palace. Even the contemporary Qi King will have to come out and wipe his butt in person.
Although Mr. Qi is recognized as the second generation of playboys, he should not be so stupid.
At the same time, Lu Chunfeng was quietly observing Lin Yi.
Chapter completed!