Chapter 451 Whoever the bouquet reaches will die
"Of course I win."
Song Mang curled his lips and said, "A draw means the dealer wins, but it's still a loss for me. My trillion is gone.
Don't be fooled by my willingness to give it to you, but even a small amount of money is still money, and there's no reason to give it away to a casino for free."
Xi Jinzhi nodded. "That's true. One trillion isn't a lot, but it can't be given away for free."
Qin Yang: ???
Female Vagina:???
One trillion is not enough? What are we, who have rarely seen even 100 million ghost money, worth?
Qin Yang and the female vagina messenger kept their mouths slightly open the whole time, completely unable to understand how Song Mang and Xi Jinzhi could not take one trillion seriously. They both suspected that the two were deliberately pretending to be rich.
But they were obviously overthinking it.
Song Mang really doesn't care about one trillion.
Not to mention that she has far more than one trillion yuan in deposits in her bank card, her paper factory can directly earn one trillion yuan by selling ten paper nuclear bombs.
Now there is a new business, which is selling paper warships, making it more convenient to make paper money.
The ten great Yin generals in the underworld are fighting for territory and the position of King Yama. The Ghost Emperor also intervenes. They all want to purchase a large number of paper-made thermal weapons.
Song Mang was not worried at all that the paper-made items could not be sold. She was only worried that the factory was short of staff and could not keep up with shipments.
Boom——!
There was an extremely intense drum beat, and then drum A stopped, and a player got the bouquet.
The female yin messenger said, "After the A drum, the player who got the bouquet is number 356. It's a pity that neither of the two guests guessed it right.
But it doesn't matter, there are still seven drums left, and someone will definitely guess it next!"
Then drum number B started to play the drums.
Boom boom boom!
The dense drumbeats came again.
Because the number of people passing the bouquet around was so large, the probability that one of Song Mang and Qin Yang guessed correctly was basically one in two hundred and fifty, so when the drum stopped, the person who got the bouquet was not the one they guessed.
When drum number C started beating, Qin Yang became a little restless and lowered his head to send a message to the people at the Ghost Suppression Bureau headquarters.
Many people survived on the first floor, and the monks who came in with Qin Yang also came to the second floor and were scattered into several groups.
What Qin Yang asked them to do was very simple.
That is to grab the bouquet!
The rules of the game "Pass the Flower" do not say that players cannot grab the bouquet. If they grab it, it counts as having been obtained!
The numbers Qin Yang guessed this time were basically the people he brought in.
Even if the number he guessed is not his own, he can let them grab the bouquet first, and then hand it to the player with that number when the drum stops.
But he sent messages to those people, but no one replied to them.
But when Qin Yang looked at the surveillance footage, he saw that those people had taken out their cell phones to check, and it was obvious that they had received his message.
Why don't you reply to him?
Boom boom boom boom——!
The drumming became more and more frequent.
Qin Yang looked at the players of drum number C and saw that every player had a pale face and passed the bouquets in their hands quickly, fearing that they would fall into his hands.
"ah--!"
Two shrill screams were suddenly heard.
Two surveillance cameras cut to the area around drum A and drum B, and saw the two human players who received the bouquets suddenly fall to the ground and die!
They still held the bunch of blood tightly in their hands, and large pools of blood oozed out from under their skin, and then the flesh began to fall off, turning into a skeleton.
The players around drum number B, who were near the player of drum number C, saw the two dead people and immediately passed the bouquets in their hands faster.
No one wants to get this thing.
Moreover, they were at the scene and were more nervous than Song Mang and Qin Yang watching the surveillance footage, and the atmosphere at the scene was even more eerie.
There was nothing strange happening at the scene, nor was there any fluctuation of ghost power, but the two players who received the bouquets inexplicably turned into skeletons!
This can only mean that there is something wrong with the bouquet!
Qin Yang sent a message to his men, asking them to grab the bouquets, but they didn't dare to do so!
After watching for a long time, they still couldn't understand how the two people died. If someone had snatched the bouquet, wouldn't they have died inexplicably as well?
Song Mang also saw this scene in the monitoring room. She stared at the skeletons of the two dead people for a long time.
But because she was not at the scene, the information she could obtain was limited, so she didn't know how the two people died.
Song Mang frowned, his expression a little serious, "It seems that for those players on the second level, they can only survive if they can't get the bouquet.
But if we don’t let our own people get the bouquet, I don’t think Qin Yang and I will win.”
That means the dealer wins.
Song Mang looked towards Qin Yang and saw that this guy was even more nervous than her, sitting straight on the armchair.
Soon, the sound of drum C stopped.
One player got the bouquet, his face turned pale instantly, and he wanted to throw the bouquet away.
"I don't want to die! I don't want to!"
He screamed in despair, but he couldn't get rid of the bouquet in his hand, as if it was stuck to his hand.
His skin and flesh began to peel off bit by bit, blood flowed all over the ground, and soon he turned into a pile of bones.
The screams stopped abruptly.
All the players present were watching this scene in horror. The other players who had not yet started the game of Pass the Flower were beginning to lose their composure and several of them stumbled to their feet.
"I don't want to play anymore! I don't want to play anymore!"
“Let me out of here!”
"I don't play this, you guys play it!"
A mechanical announcement came from the empty space, "Dear players, please do not leave your positions. The game is not over yet! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"
"What the hell is this game? I don't want to play it anymore! Go to hell!"
"I don't want to play anymore. I want to leave here. Let me out!"
The players shouted without caring about anything and didn't want to go back to their original seats.
Next second.
Screams were heard one after another, and those players who left their positions turned into bones in an instant!
Song Mang saw this scene from the surveillance camera and stood up immediately from his seat.
"The problem isn't the drum or the flowers, it's the place itself that's problematic!"
Hearing her words, Qin Yang rolled his eyes and said, "Aren't you talking nonsense? This is inside the Nightmare Clock Tower. There must be something wrong with this place."
"What I mean is that the cause of those players' deaths is related to this strange space. This place on the second floor is a little different from the first floor."
In this open space as big as a football field, the surrounding area was shrouded in extremely thick white fog, making it difficult to see what was happening around.
Even the ground where the players were sitting was shrouded in white mist, making everyone feel like they were sitting on clouds.
But when those players who left their positions died, Song Mang saw something coming out of the white mist on the ground and entering the bodies of those players.
They were thin gray lines, hidden in the white mist, and could not be seen at all unless you looked carefully.
Perhaps if we could figure out the reasons for these players' deaths and find ways to prevent them, we could get people to grab the bouquets.
"Zoom in and take a look at the deceased's bones."
Xi Jinzhi's voice suddenly came.
Song Mang sat back down in his seat, came up to him and asked, "Do you see what's going on?"
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