After breakfast the next day, the only forty people left were familiar with the people in red and entered a brand new game venue.

When entering here, everyone saw only a dark corridor, with strange paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor. There were only a few bleak lamps on the corridor, which was more than 30 meters long, which looked a little depressed.

There are many half-covered doors on both sides of the corridor, and this is today's game venue.

Qi Ji curled his lips, and it was indeed different from what he had seen, this damn author.

The leader of the man in red who stood in red said square: "Now the game rules are announced. Please follow the group we divided yesterday and enter different rooms in groups of two."

There was a whispering sound in the crowd, but they quickly entered different rooms two by two as required by the man in red.

The number of rooms here is just twenty, which is just enough for twenty groups of people.

The room is not very big, probably the size of a standard room in an ordinary hotel, with no beds, no cabinets, only four walls and a chandelier. The chandelier is very bright, which contrasts with the darkness of the corridor outside.

In each room there is a man in red with a triangle on his mask. They all hold a cold submachine gun in their hands, which is full of oppression.

"No, readers, they don't have a sense of oppression. I have another alias called "sense of oppression". That's right, especially when I chase others, they will be scared." Qi Ji said.

When Qi Ji and Zhao Xianzhong walked into the room, they suddenly saw two dice on the ground and a map of Monopoly Games. There were two plastic puppets in red and blue on the map, which looked a bit inferior.

"Hey, I haven't played this game for a hundred years. Of course, I know it's a bit exaggerated to say this, but I haven't played it for a long time." After Qi Ji said that, she sat cross-legged next to the Monopoly's game map and began to study it. "It seems that the Korean version is a bit different from the Chinese version."

This Monopoly game map is a variety of famous places in Korea. Compared to the Chinese circle, it may be only about fifty squares, but this map is outrageously large, with more than two hundred squares, but there are no chance cards or destiny cards, all of which are place names.

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Xianzhong picked up the dice on the ground and started studying it.

At this time, the familiar female voice sounded on the radio:

“Welcome to the fourth game, today’s game is called ‘Monopoly’. Two players in each room are asked to choose a doll on the Monopoly for their own use;

Each person takes turns throwing the sieve. If it stops in the retention or prison area, the thrower needs to pause the game for one round. Who can return to the end first to end? The game starts now, with a limited time of thirty minutes."

After the female voice ended, Zhao Xianzhong's eyes suddenly became dark, and his face showed insidiousness... This game is either he died or I died.

"Hey, why do you look at me that much?" Qi Ji picked up two dolls and looked at them. "I chose this red, and the blue is left for you. Yes, I think you will definitely like blue. Do you want to hear any jokes about blue? There was a piece of blue Xiang in the past...it evaded taxes..."

"Shut up, then I'll choose blue." Zhao Xianzhong opened his hand after saying that, "The dice is in my hand, I'll do it first."

"Hey, no one can shut up Deadpool! But that's okay, Lan Xiang is also the boring joke I just made up. Do you want to hear the joke about Meituan being fined?"

"I don't want to." Zhao Xianzhong held both hands in his hands and shook the two dices hard, then let go of the two investments and dropped them out. One of them was four and the other was two.

Zhao Xianzhong took the blue doll and walked forward six steps, and stopped above the famous Korean city of Incheon.

At this time, Qi Ji picked up the dice and started shaking it in his hand. After shaking it for a while, it threw it out, namely "Six" and "Five". Qi Ji picked up the red little man and walked eleven steps forward, and stopped in a place called Daegu.

And just in front of this position is the "prison", which logically requires a pause.

Zhao Xianzhong picked up two dice and blew it, then began to shake it hard like a prayer. After throwing it out, it was two three...

When he picked up his little doll and walked forward, he happened to stop at the "prison" in front of Qiji, which means he needs to pause for one round, and Qiji can throw it twice at the same time!

"It's great. Sometimes I don't want to be so lucky, but do you know that God gives you a damn face, which means that he will give you a little damn luck. Yes, I am, but my luck is given by my favorite death." After Qi Ji said that, he shook the dice hard, and the points after throwing it out were two six!

"Cool! That's right!" Qi Ji picked up his red villain and walked forward twelve squares, pulling out the gap in an instant. At this time, Zhao Xianzhong's face looked extremely ugly.

Then Qi Ji picked up the dice again and shook it. After throwing it out again, the sum of the two dice was seven. Qi Ji walked forward and stopped on top of "Seoul".

Zhao Xianzhong gritted his teeth and picked up the dice and started to shake it. This time the sum of his numbers was 10 points. He picked up the villain and walked forward ten points.

Just as he put the villain down, a loud gunshot came from the next room. Zhao Xianzhong's hand trembled in shock, and the blue villain in his hand fell directly to the ground.

"Let me guess which little unlucky guy died so soon." Qi Ji said, "He must be an individual."

At the same time in the next room, a man was lying on his back on the ground, with a deep blood hole on his forehead.

The grid he had just walked to had the two big words "elimination" written on it, and it was precisely because of this step that made him die at the beginning.

And when he was playing chess with him, he was also frightened... Can he still play like this?

“No. 116, victory.”

The female voice on the radio said.

Did this man win inexplicably?

I heard that someone had finished it at the beginning, and everyone in the other rooms was a little stupid.

Eddie took a deep breath as he held the dice in his hand. Cui Dajin, who was playing against him, was already ten steps ahead of him. He threw the dice hard, "three" and "one". Eddie held his villain and walked forward four steps.

Cui Dajin picked up the dice and shook it hard and threw it out. The sum of the numbers was six. He picked up his villain and walked forward six steps. At this time, he saw that in the three grids further ahead of his grid, there were two words written with "elimination"!

As long as it falls right there, it will be done!

Eddie also saw those two words, and at this moment he felt a little panic in his heart.

He picked up the dice and shook it hard and threw it on the ground. The sum of the numbers was nine. He walked forward nine steps and just passed a prison.

Next, it was Cui Dajin's turn. He shook the dice with a prayer force, praying that it must not be three...

The first dice fell on the ground, the number on the dice was ‘1’, and the second dice fell on the ground, the number was ‘2’.

Cui Dajin looked at the two big words "elimination" that he took three steps forward, and sweat of bean size emerged from his forehead.

"Bang!" The man in red shot Cui Dajin in the head.

“No. 338, victory.”

In the room next to Eddie and the others was the Punisher. He frowned after hearing Eddie's grade... Win so quickly?

I don’t know why the Punisher was very lucky today. In the first three rounds, he kept throwing out two or three. It’s only less than ten steps now, but the thin man with him has already walked out of more than twenty squares.

The thin man grinned with the oversized glasses that did not match his face and showed his disgusting yellow teeth: "I used to be a casino. If you play this kind of game with me, you will definitely lose. Thank you brother for letting me get so much money."

The punishment twitched the corners of his mouth, then he looked at the dice, he picked it up again, shook it hard, and threw it out again, as if it were only four in total, he took the doll and walked forward four steps,

The skinny man picked up the dice and shook it hard, then threw it gently. His number was two six, and he walked forward twelve grids again.

The punishment was about to get angry at this time, and a few blue veins popped up in his temples, and his deep eyes were covered with shadows.
Chapter completed!