Chapter 4

Zhao San said unhappily: "Life or death depends on ability; you're welcome to mess with me anytime."

"However, you bitch have quite a life, you didn't die."

After speaking, Zhao San laughed loudly, making Guo Xiaoyun's body tremble, her silver teeth clenched.

She almost died just now.

This feeling is like brushing past the god of death.

When the cold gun barrel was aimed at her head, she could even smell the metallic scent of the revolver.

From picking up the gun to pulling the trigger, she felt incomparably tormented, as if it were a trial.

"Let's continue." Liu Ming collected the cards and threw them all into the center of the table.

After this move, he let out a sigh of relief, relaxing his tense shoulders.

All of this was taken in by Su Yang.

It's not hard to see that Liu Ming's cards are very bad; he has at most one effective card in his hand.

But he is also lucky, because Guo Xiaoyun was the first person to play a card.

According to the clockwise turn, he was the last one to be reached.

Generally speaking, people who are new to the game will be more cautious; if they don't have absolute certainty or confidence, they won't Call blindly.

Guo Xiaoyun only played one card in the first round; analyzing from the psychology of a novice.

The probability of playing an effective card is very high.

Aiming for stability.

As long as she can safely play her cards, once Zhao San plays his cards, in the remaining time, it will be a game of chess between the other four people.

Guo Xiaoyun can remove herself.

The safety factor can increase by one point.

But I didn't expect Zhao San to Call so decisively.

And with precision guidance.

"Could it be... he can see through Guo Xiaoyun's psychology?" Su Yang thought to himself.

He guessed that Zhao San must have activated his talent in the first round to accurately catch the 'lying' player.

"What exactly is his talent?" Su Yang combed through the details on the field.

Zhao San showed a fierce appearance from the beginning and brought up the matter of his debt.

Of course, these cannot be used as conditions for activating the skill.

Because the game hadn't started yet.

After the game started, he first insulted Yun Peipei with words and then said he couldn't play.

"Could the key point be 'speaking'?" Su Yang glanced at the dealer.

He only saw the creature with a bull's head and human body gathering the cards together and shuffling them three times.

Then, following the practice of the first round, it flipped a card from the very top and placed it in the center of the table.

Still a 'Queen'.

"Another Queen? I hope this round's luck isn't as bad as the last one." Zhao San shook his head.

The other four people didn't say a word, waiting for the cards to be dealt.

Five playing cards were dealt, and Su Yang took the cards in his hand and looked at them.

2 Queens, 1 Ace, 2 Kings.

"Luck is average." Su Yang closed the cards after looking at them and cast his gaze toward Guo Xiaoyun.

Because the arrow on the table was pointing at her.

"Me again to play the first card?" Guo Xiaoyun glared, pulled out three cards, threw them on the table, and said angrily: "I'll play three!"

"Zhao San, if you're a man, Call!"

She almost died because Zhao San Called in the last round, and it's very reasonable for her to want revenge this round.

Zhao San examined her slightly twisted pretty face playfully. "You come over here, and I'll let you know what a man is."

Guo Xiaoyun spat and sneered: "If you don't dare to Call, just say so; look at your cowardly appearance, no wonder you lost in stock trading."

"Such a low-level provocation, you think I'll fall for it?" Zhao San couldn't see her intention.

If this were just an ordinary online game, Calling would be fine.

No harm done.

But this is a Death Game; what you lose isn't money, it's your life.

He was poked in the sore spot and was furious, but he didn't lose his head.

Zhao San threw out two playing cards and looked at Su Yang, his gaze sharp. "It's your turn, pretty boy."

Compared to the greasy Liu Ming and the rugged Zhao San, Su Yang can indeed be called a pretty boy.

His nose bridge is high, his complexion is fair, his features are distinct, and he has a model-like figure and face shape.

It's easy to give people a good impression.

"A 'Queen'." Su Yang threw out an Ace.

"Little sister, he's lying to you." Zhao San moved his gaze away from Su Yang and looked at Yun Peipei.

"I..." Yun Peipei was suddenly at a loss, looked at the cards in her hand, then at the cards on the table, hesitant.

"He wants to play the old woman's trick, can't you tell yet? If you don't Call, Liu Ming won't let you off later." Zhao San hung an insidious smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Go to hell, who's an old woman?" Guo Xiaoyun scolded loudly.

"Can I Call?" Yun Peipei was tempted by what he said, looking timidly at Su Yang, as if seeking an opinion.

"Of course, Call if you want to." Su Yang smiled slightly, his expression normal.

In the case that Su Yang knew he played an invalid card, he couldn't show any flaws.

Although Yun Peipei looked innocent and like a harmless sheep.

But Su Yang couldn't let his guard down.

He had a premonition that someone would harass him on the side, but he didn't expect this person to be Zhao San.

"How did he know I played an invalid card?" Su Yang thought to himself.

Could it be that he activated his talent again?

No, talents have a cooldown time, not that fast.

"Five minutes are almost up, hurry up and Call him!" Zhao San's voice suddenly raised an octave.

"Don't listen to him, follow your own thoughts." Guo Xiaoyun sang a different tune.

Yun Peipei was almost crying from anxiety, at a loss. "I'll play two 'Queens'."

Saying this, she threw the cards and shrank onto the stool, holding her knees with both hands.

"What a waste." Zhao San was very disappointed and spat on the ground.

Liu Ming thought for a while and pushed up his glasses. "I'll also play two 'Queens'."

After a cycle, the pointer pointed at Guo Xiaoyun again.

"Little handsome guy, tell sister, are the cards you played effective?" Guo Xiaoyun's voice was sweet, full of charm.

"I can't tell you." Liu Ming shifted his buttocks to the right, looking nervous.

"Hehe..." Guo Xiaoyun laughed until she shook, throwing out one, "A 'Queen'."

"Are there so many Queens? Do you think you're holding four?" Zhao San saw her calm expression and was hesitant.

"You guess." Guo Xiaoyun hooked the corners of her mouth, looking mysterious.

Zhao San was suddenly unable to fathom this crazy woman; he must be careful now.

"What if you have four? Do you think you're the only one who still has Queens?" Zhao San looked at the three cards remaining in his hand.

However, as soon as his gaze fell, his pupils shrank suddenly.

This reaction was only for a moment, and he soon returned to normal.

But Su Yang still captured this change.

It is known that eleven cards have been played on the field; excluding the invalid card Su Yang played himself, he still holds two effective cards in his hand.

Assuming that Guo Xiaoyun and Yun Peipei both played effective cards, with a total of eleven effective cards, the other three people only have three effective cards left in their hands.

"His eyes changed." Su Yang suddenly found the game becoming interesting.

Time passed minute by minute, and Zhao San still hadn't played his cards.

At this moment, he roared hysterically in his heart: "How is it possible, how did my cards change?"

He clearly held a Queen, and the two cards he played in the first round were invalid.

He intended to play an effective card this round to pit Su Yang once.

But now it was as if he had run into a ghost; the only effective card in his hand had disappeared.

Replaced by a King!

"What are you waiting for? Five minutes are almost up, if you still don't play, I'll assume you've defaulted to Calling my cards." Guo Xiaoyun saw him lingering and urged.