Chapter 659, Who is the damn No. 77?
After that, players No. 8, No. 9 and No. 10 suffered consecutive defeats, one of them shook out 635, and the other shook out 253.
Wilson Marco walked forward holding the ping-pong ball number 11, picked up the sieve with one hand, and said something sweet in Italian: "Baby, you know what I want."
After saying this, Marco shook the sieve flexibly with his wrist, and finally put it on the table. After opening the sieve, three six-point dice appeared in front of everyone.
"Six six six! Congratulations to player No. 11 for successfully advancing!" The host applauded and congratulated.
"How could this happen!" Xu Junzhi said displeasedly, "I was planning to try my luck with my own strength!"
"It's hard to get lucky behind me," Marco said, closing the sieve and shaking it again.
Every time he opened the sieve, three six-point dice appeared.
No matter how he shook it, it was always three sixes.
"Holy crap!" Xu Junzhi gave a thumbs up. "How did you do that?"
"With love, of course." Marco's fingertips ran across the three dice. "My baby knows what I want."
Everyone was silent, and the looks they gave Marco were somewhat subtle.
"In a way, you are really amazing." Xu Junzhi gave a thumbs up in admiration.
Wilson Lucas on the side shook his head helplessly and looked away.
His father spent his days in debauchery, and this little trick was just a necessary skill for him to seduce women.
"Congratulations to the five contestants who advanced. Please take a moment to rest. Before tonight's dinner, we will hold the third round of the game. The number of participants in the third round doesn't matter. Anyone who passes will share the 1 billion RMB prize." Amidst the envious gazes of the crowd, the host delivered a playful, yet ultimately antagonistic, callback: "Congratulations to player number 77 for receiving the 100 million RMB lucky prize and having the opportunity to share even more! Congratulations!"
After saying this, the host began to applaud enthusiastically.
The few people around who were originally applauding turned their eyes to Kong Xiyan and others.
Speaking of which, according to the rules of the game, player No. 77 can directly advance to the third level.
This person must have participated in the second level of the game in order to hide his identity, and he also occupied a place to pass the level.
What a despicable person...
"In addition, there will be an open-air party and song and dance performances tonight. I hope everyone has a great time. This ship, the Aphrodite, will arrive at the Beijing port at 10:00 PM Beijing time tomorrow evening, officially completing this Laba Festival cruise.
I hope everyone will have wonderful memories on board the Aphrodite."
After saying this, the host bowed to everyone and then led the staff on the ship to clean up the scene.
Kong Xiyan's gaze swept over the host and the staff on the boat, then she looked at the two unfamiliar players who had participated in the competition before.
At this moment, the player in his early thirties was about to leave, and the player in his early forties next to him swayed, as if he had suffered some kind of backlash, and his steps became disorderly.
Thanks to the help of the staff around me, I was able to stabilize my body.
The younger stranger player turned around and glanced at the person next to him, his eyes full of impatience. Then he reached out and helped the person away.
Seeing this scene, Kong Xiyan secretly shook her head and said, "It's his own fault." Then she looked away.
"What's wrong?" Luo Zhenxuan's voice rang in Kong Xiyan's ears: "Is there a Master among those two people?"
"I had originally locked onto one, but... it seems that it isn't the one at the moment." Kong Xiyan shook her head.
If the older stranger player was the Master, the younger one would never dare to look at him like that.
"That stranger in her early thirties is a woman in disguise," Kong Zhishan whispered as she approached. "I've been keeping an eye on her and caught a few of her little movements."
"That man in his early forties also had fake skin applied," Zhong Yongan said as he walked over. "He glared at me, and when I turned to look at him, I noticed a discrepancy in the color of the skin behind his ear. It was quite subtle."
If they hadn't passed each other by, it would have been difficult for Zhong Yongan to observe so carefully.
"Interesting." Kong Xiyan chuckled, "It seems that Master is really cautious. He even found a substitute to participate in the competition."
"Do we have a chance to see that Master in person this time?" Kong Zhishan gritted her teeth when she mentioned the name.
That guy actually did so many things while the enemy was in the dark and we were in the light, catching her off guard several times. It makes her feel itchy just thinking about it.
"Don't worry, we will meet. I have a feeling it." Kong Xiyan narrowed her eyes slightly.
It’s definitely not in vain that Master has worked so hard to create such a big momentum. He brought Kong Xiyan and a group of people to play on the boat.
He must have some purpose.
But this so-called purpose... Kong Xiyan is not quite clear about it for the time being.
"Sister," Zhong Yangyang reached out and carefully pinched the hem of Kong Xiyan's clothes, her eyes full of nervousness: "You must be careful."
"Don't worry." Kong Xiyan stretched out her finger and scratched Zhong Yangyang's nose: "You too, live broadcast more to stay safe."
"Uh-huh."
"Don't eat randomly, don't walk around randomly, and don't be alone."
"Um...Okay."
"Remember to put on more clothes when it's cold, remember to take off your coat when it's hot, and find water to drink when you're thirsty."
"Sister!" Zhong Yangyang blushed. If the previous words were just normal instructions, then what happened next was getting weirder and weirder. "Do you treat me like a child?"
"do not you?"
"Hate!"
"I told you! Tsundere wins!" Xu Junzhi gave a thumbs up: "Almighty Venomous Tongue x Tsundere Miss, a deity!"
Kong Xiyan rudely reached out and patted Xu Junzhi on the back of the head: "I told you so! Stop talking nonsense!"
"Ouch!" Xu Junzhi was slapped and looked aggrieved. "You can control my behavior, but you can't control my thoughts! My mind and soul are free! Freedom!"
"Do you want me to kick you into the sea to free yourself?" Kong Xiyan raised her eyebrows and looked at him.
"Dignity is precious, but freedom is more precious. If it is for life, both can be abandoned." Xu Junzhi smiled and became honest.
Compared with his life, dignity and freedom seem less important.
Seeing Xu Junzhi like this, Zhong Yangyang and others couldn't help but burst out laughing.
While everyone was laughing heartily, the onlookers who had not walked far away silently looked at the six people standing there and narrowed their eyes.
After all, who is the damn No. 77?
On the other side, after turning the corner and entering the emergency passage, the strange player in his early forties suddenly felt his knees buckle and he fell to the ground, gasping for breath. "Help, help me... Please, please..."
"Waste." The man in his thirties who was supporting him spoke in a feminine voice. "He" took off the human skin mask on his face, revealing a beautiful face: "Master, you can't win even with all the help you give me. Tell me, are you a waste?"
"Rose... please... save me, I don't want to die... I, I don't want to..."
"Tsk." Qiangwei showed a look of disgust and took out a bottle of medicine from her pocket. She poured out a pill and fed it to the man: "Useless stuff."
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