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The two were still struggling on the stool at first, but as time passed, their expressions became more and more dull, and they didn't even move.

"Can this be successful?" the old man asked with red eyes.

Xu Huo stared intently at the two of them. When there were three minutes left in the time, the waiter and the old lady bumped forward with their stools on their backs like crazy. Tongue out and wiggle a bit!

He kicked the stool away violently, and the flying old lady exploded into blood before landing on the ground!

Frowning fiercely, Xu Huo simply covered the waiter's mouth.

However, at this moment, the waiter herself stopped counting. The corners of her mouth rose as if she was smiling, but then exploded on the spot.

Flesh and blood spattered his face. Xu Huo stood there for two seconds before wiping his face. He pulled out his dagger and slammed it on the ground. The next moment, the black and white boundary line of the turntable on the ground began to fluctuate, and he was pulled into a pure white space. .

As far as he could see was a suspended black and white turntable with a diameter of more than one meter. There was a white pointer on one of the white spaces on the huge turntable, and there was a countdown timer in the center. From the time he saw the dial, the numbers began to jump backwards. , ticking continuously.

Xu Huo bowed his head, his body was complete, his hands and feet could move freely, he had sensations and perceptions, but the pure white space magnified all his senses, and the only ticking sound was continuously superimposed, giving a subtle illusion of acceleration.

He checked the stopwatch for a few seconds, but the time did not speed up.

"I'm fine." He said to the painting girl outside, "Pinch my hand."

Soon there was pain on the back of the hand.

Confirming that there are entities in the pure white space and the outside world, Xu Huo vaguely guessed that this single life-and-death situation should have pulled him to the intersection of the two spaces. He can see the game space and perceive the outside world at the same time, but Eyes and ears are covered.

Consciousness and body are not separated, but people are in a wonderful space angle, so props should be able to be used normally.

After walking a few steps back and forth in front of the turntable, Xu Huo moved closer to the turntable and carefully observed the twelve black and white squares.

Half a minute had passed, but he still didn't feel any restraining force. Instead, after suppressing the illusion of time regressing rapidly, even the faint urge to turn the pointer receded—this life-and-death situation is not mandatory .

In other words, as long as you keep your mind steady, there will be no such thing as turning the pointer with your tongue or fingers.

In fact, what the store manager said just now has some truth. Simply tying people up is not enough. If knocking people out and making them fall into a coma, is it a feasible way?

But after thinking about it for a while, he gave up this idea, not yet that far.

What's more, there is no way to be sure that you can survive without turning the pointer, and the half chance is not low for him.

After confirming that the stopwatch was on his body, he successfully took out the two-color Rubik's Cube from the props bar, and reached out to move the pointer when the Rubik's Cube opened.

There were still five minutes left in the countdown, and the pointer was jumping rapidly between the black and white squares. Seeing that it was about to stop, he suddenly stretched out his hand towards the turntable, but almost at the same time, the turntable disappeared from his face, and it flashed back three meters away. Reappear.

It seems that trying to forcibly set the pointer on the white grid will not work.

He withdrew his hand, watching the speed of the pointer gradually change, and finally barely stopped on the edge of the white grid.

At the same time as the pointer stopped, the turntable disappeared again, replaced by a huge "1".

Then the white in his eyes quickly receded, his vision recovered, and he stood in the original front hall again, but his position changed a little.

Passed so easily?

Is it because of the power of the Rubik's Cube?

His eyes regained their luster, Xu Huo frowned subconsciously, and saw the painting girl standing in front of him, while the store manager and several waiters were on the opposite side, and the two sides were obviously confronting each other.

"They want to steal your things!" The painting girl found that he was awake, and immediately turned around to complain, and pointed to the two-color Rubik's cube in his hand.

The store manager and the others didn't expect Xu Huo to come out alive, and to come out so soon, and the greedy and cruel intentions froze on their faces.

Xu Huo ignored them, put away the Rubik's Cube and said to Hua Nu, "I'll go to the back and wash my face."

Hua Nu nodded, glared at those people fiercely, and followed him into the back kitchen.

"Wow!" There was water in the kitchen, and Xu Huo spent a minute cleaning the blood on his face. After washing, he found a white stripe on the back of his hand, which he wiped off.

"Is this the number of survivals?" He paused.

The game rules announced by the player require at least two accumulations to get out of the game. If the opponent does not lie, he can get out of the game if he wins another life-and-death game.

Although it was the first time to turn to Baige with the help of the Rubik's Cube, this life and death situation still gave him a feeling that it was too simple.

This black-and-white turntable game does not restrict players to use props. With props, players can easily take advantage of loopholes. Such a big life-and-death situation will never be aimed at ordinary people.

In addition, excluding players, the death rate of ordinary people is too high. It stands to reason that life and death are divided equally. It shouldn't be that there hasn't been a person who has won the game until now.

Rubbing his palm subconsciously, the smile of the waitress before death suddenly flashed in his mind.

The painting girl waved her hand in front of his eyes suspiciously.

"It's nothing." Xu Huo took the employee overalls she handed over, changed into them and went out.

Seeing that the shop manager guarding the door hurried over to block him, Xu Huo kicked the man out without saying a word, without even looking at the man who knocked away a table and chair and vomited blood, and called Wang Chaoqing to leave.

Wang Chaoqing got up with the computer in his arms, and looked at those people with a sneer, "Stupid."

"Wait a minute!" The sad old man holding his wife's ring suddenly came to his senses, chased Xu Huo and the others out, and asked cautiously, "Can I go with you?"

"Yes." Xu Huo nodded, "Let's go ahead and find a place to stay."

The old gentleman nodded hurriedly, "I will follow you wherever you go."

There were not many people left in the square outside except for a few puddles of blood, and most of them were concentrated in the shopping mall. When Xu Huo entered, the people inside thought it was the rescue team, and came forward one after another. Backed away disappointed.

A glance at the hands of these people did not find a single person with a white bar on the back of his hand.

Other corner shops were covered in blood.

It seems that those who entered the game of life and death were pushed to these places in the end.

Xu Huo was silent for a moment, and when he was about to leave the mall, three men in camouflage uniforms walked in, two of whom had a white bar on the back of their hands.

The leader stood at the door and said loudly: "From now on, this mall will be taken over by us. Now go and inform the people nearby, and let them all gather here!"