The butler just smiled at the man but didn't respond to him.
Seeing this, Chi Mu's pupils suddenly contracted, and he instantly thought of what the butler had just said.
"After the cards are distributed, each person can only speak once."
Now that the cards have been dealt, the short man has used his chance to speak.
Although he was not describing the contents of the card he had received, the butler did not explicitly state that the opportunity to speak must be to describe the contents of the card.
This means that the short man's words also count as one speech.
If the short man speaks again, it will be considered a violation of the rules and will be arbitrated immediately by the butler!
But it was obvious that the short man did not realize this. Seeing that the butler ignored him, he turned his head and looked at everyone.
He said impatiently: "Who will start describing the contents of their card first? We are stuck in a stalemate and the game can't proceed normally!"
Chi Mu watched as the butler pulled out the pitch-black gun from his tuxedo pocket, and aimed the gun at the short man in front of everyone's astonished eyes.
"Hey, butler, what are you doing? Why are you pointing a gun at me, you..."
Bang!
A gunshot rang out, and a peanut-sized spot appeared on the short man's forehead. He fell on the table with his eyes wide open.
Everyone looked at him in amazement. No one expected that the short man would be shot just as the game began.
At this time, the others also realized that since the cards were distributed, their speeches had been counted as the only speaking opportunity...
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