Chapter 82 The Changes in the Food Festival 3

The words of the pastoral room suddenly attracted everyone's side eyes. I don't know if it's Xiang Zixi's competitive heart or to protect his face, Xiang Zixi said lightly, "Since there is such a fun game, how can you not call me? Zhuang Meng, you'd better quit and I'll play with them!"

"No!" Shen Zhuangmeng's face changed: "Zixi, don't be reckless!"

Shen Zhuangmeng reminded Zixi not to fall into other people's traps! Wasn't someone going to poison her just now?

But after all, Xiang Zixi is Xiang Zixi. How can she allow others to despise her?

In her last life, she has been despised. No, she has been despised too much. What she said in her life must bring back this situation! No one in the world wants to be a thief and wants to live upright, but when she is abandoned alone, she has lost the opportunity to be upright!

And in this life, I haven't begun to lose myself. Well. Such a thing is absolutely not allowed to happen!

He opened the chair to Zixi, sat down at the table, and said indifferently, "Tell me the rules!"

There are already six people sitting on the table, plus Xiang Zixi. Others are onlookers and do not sit down. Sitting down means accepting the rules of the game.

Shen Zhuangmeng was about to sit down, but he was pulled by Xiang Zixi and pulled behind him: "It's enough for me to play this game!"

Mu Cifang took a faint look at Xiang Zixi, and he sat opposite Xiang Zixi.

On the left hand side of the second room sat a male nobleman with a goatee, and on the right hand side sat a veiled woman who could not see her age clearly. Judging from the skin on the back of the other party's hand, although the other party was well maintained, he should be at least 35 years old. .

Sitting on Zixi's left hand is a 20-year-old man with some oily and pink faces, whose skin is as white as sick.

There is a polite scholar about 25 years old sitting on the right hand side, who has been supporting his chin with a folding fan, which seems to be very boring.

And in the middle of the six people, sitting was the man who invited Zixi to play cards, a rich man of about 278.

At this time, the number of people in the game has been gathered, namely, the banker, the goatee man, the shepherd's second room, the veil woman, the scholar, Xiang Zixi and the sick man.

The banker clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I don't know if everyone knows the rules about this game, but I'll just talk a few more nonsense and explain the rules clearly."

The banker turned his head and said to Zixi with a smile, "I'd better repeat the story of this game in advance. However, Miss Xiang, you have sat down. Even if you are afraid, you can't quit as long as the game is not over! This game will last until dawn tomorrow. In order to refresh everyone, I will keep burning incense. Legend has it that this game is a real event in the sparkling country. There is an aristocrat with seven children under his knees. Everyone wants to earn the inheritance of his father, and there is a huge contradiction around this inheritance. Finally, one day, the contradiction broke out, and the seven sons chose a bloody slaughter. They not only wanted to kill their brothers and sisters, but also killed the elderly nobles together. Therefore, the elderly nobles had to choose an heir in this bloody massacre. Sadly, the selected heir did not know that he had been selected at all, but fell into a massacre. When he finally learned that he had been selected as the heir, he was already dying. Later, someone used this thing to evolve into a game, which is the game we are going to play now. In order to make this game more fun, there are many interesting factors added to it. I think everyone will like it!"

"What a bloody game!" Xiang Zixi said coldly, "So, what about the rules?"

"The rules are very simple. I have a deck of 28 cards in my hand. One of these cards is specially marked. The one who draws this card is the designated candidate. There are seven of us, and each of us can only draw one card at a time. And what we have to do is to grab other people's cards from other people's hands, because what others have is likely to be the card with special marks. As long as anyone holds that card in his hand at dawn, he will be the winner!"

"It sounds simple, but someone just said that this game is bloody?" Xiang Zixi said faintly, "Does it mean that as long as you grab the card in the other party's hand, you can kill the other party at all means or even!"

As soon as this sentence fell to Zixi, it immediately moved others! What a cold girl!

"Yes." The banker replied blankly, "So, this is a game of the brave! Miss Xiang, are you afraid?

Shen Zhuangmeng suddenly covered his mouth and smiled faintly at Zixi: "Are you afraid? How come? Let the storm come more violently!"

"Very good!" The banker nodded and said, "The rule of the game is that in addition to using martial arts, except for no helpers, except for not leaving this restaurant, please play as much as you like!"

As soon as the banker's voice fell, the cards in his hand fell on the table. Soon a person came to shuffle the cards quickly, and then divided them into four piles and placed them neatly in turn.

"I'm a banker. I have the right to decide which pile to use first, and then everyone draws their own cards in order." The banker smiled evilly and pointed to the second pile in the middle and said, "Then, that's it!"

The banker suddenly pulled away the cards on the second pile, didn't look at them, and suddenly pressed them in front of him. Others reached out to take away their cards, and Xiang Zixi was no exception. After drawing their cards, they looked at them gently. A doll with a grimace at her was drawn on the card. It seemed that they had not drawn the so-called card with special marks!

Xiang Zixi looked up at the others. Everyone's expressions were very calm. Of course, except for the veiled woman, everyone's faces seemed to be normal.

The banker said with a smile, "Ah, it seems that everyone's luck is not very good, so we have to make a second draw. Unrelated people, please stand back and at least not stand at this table, okay?"

The others took Shen Zhuangmeng and left the table, went outside, and quietly watched the game continue.

The banker pointed to the last pile and said, "Well, now it's time to extract that pile. According to the rules, I'm the first to extract!"

The banker picked a card, didn't look at it, and pressed it directly on the first card he drew. Others still drew their cards in order.

Xiang Zixi took his card and opened it. There was a budding plum blossom on it, which didn't seem to be a special mark? What is the so-called special mark?

At this time, when Xiang Zixi didn't even have time to look up at other people's expressions, an instinct told her that someone had attacked!

Gently click on the table at Zixi's feet, and quickly leaned back with a chair, almost avoiding a white light!

Then, Xiang Zixi heard a crash in her ear, and the table in front of her broke!

Xiang Zixi grabbed his card and suddenly fell to the ground. He half knelt down and looked at the sick man sitting on his left hand and cut himself with a knife. He asked coldly, "So, you can take action against others now, right?"

"That's right!" The banker said with a smile, "But don't forget the rules!" Martial arts are not allowed in this game!"

"Of course!" A cold smile appeared at the corners of Zixi's mouth: "What I know is not martial arts, but pure physical skills!"

As soon as Xiang Zixi's voice fell, he suddenly flew up under his feet and went straight to the face of the sick man!

The sick man was not afraid at all, and the shining knife in his hand hit Xiang Zixi fiercely. Xiang Zixi twisted her body flexibly, changed from kicking to split, and suddenly hit the back of the man's knife fiercely! With force on the soles of his feet, the long knife of the sick man was suddenly trampled on under his feet by Xiang Zixi. The steel knife under his feet was picked up by Xiang Zixi with his toes, and suddenly picked it into his own hand, and slashed at the sick man!

The sick man looked weak and his body was extremely flexible. He grabbed the chair behind him and met the big knife cut at Zixi.

But how did he know that Xiang Zixi's move was a false move. When the sick man attacked Zixi, Xiang Zixi flew up and kicked the sick man's chest!

bang————

The sick man's body was instantly kicked away by Zixi, hit the wall fiercely, and spit out a mouthful of blood fiercely. His face became paler and more sick.

"Wow! What a flexible body skill!" The banker couldn't help admiring: "You can achieve such extreme flexibility without martial arts. However, you really don't have any internal strength! What a strange existence!"

Xiang Zixi grabbed the two cards of the sick man, took a quick look, and couldn't help saying, "So it's not in your hands!"

It seems that nothing has happened to others, looking down at their cards.

"Well, let's take the third round!" The banker turned around with a smile and said to the sick man who was hit into the wall, "Can you continue to touch the cards?"

"Yes!" The sick man struggled for a while and fell from the wall. At this time, someone sent a new table and a new chair. And the card that has not been drawn has always been firmly placed on the damaged table.

After the banker took everyone to draw the first pile of cards, Xiang Zixi opened his cards according to his habits.

Suddenly found that the card was marked with a pen: "Congratulations, you have been selected!"