"Fak! Don't put the brand on me! I don't want it!"

The gangster scolded and threw the sign in the direction of Alan's voice.

However, he didn't hit it, only heard the sound of the sign falling to the ground.

Alan smiled and said, "You have answered it, and it's useless to say it doesn't matter! Even if it is thrown on the ground, I think the brand will definitely belong to you."

"Behind this game, there are a group of rich people who are afraid of the world's chaos. If you can unilaterally give up the brand, it means everyone can."

"Everyone has no number, and the voting and killing project is directly in name only. What else are the rich people behind this game watching?"

"If you think about it, you will know that if you want to sell a junk stock, someone must take over it!"

"Otherwise... I'll be trapped."

The magician also said: "You put the sign on the ground now, and others can still kill you through this number. You might as well take one more ticket."

"Although there is no brand, it is an escape game, and it is useless to be unbeaten. There is no water or food here... If you don't win, you lose! Without a winner, it means you are all losers!"

"Do you know why this game needs to be divided into a red and blue building? This is intelligence isolation! We hide our identities from each other, but we are in the same building, and we are allies to a certain extent."

"The drunken ghost is dead. We, who are both Red Mansions, are now all the tickets concentrated on one person..."

"You are the head of our Red Building! You are the leader of the six votes alone, representing the four of us!"

The little gangster was stupid and kept blaming himself in his heart. Why didn’t he think of this?

He was misled by this rule at first, and thought it was a werewolf killing game that voted to kill people.

Why is the financing game completed now?

The Magician and Alan both raised the votes to him and asked him to serve as the voting representative.

But he also bears all the risks!

The little gangster's thoughts changed: "No, there is another number card that is not here, this magician has left a hand!"

"He deliberately said that the drunkard stole two signs, but I was so dying that I had sneaked into the signs. He took the opportunity to accuse me of taking three, plus the one that the macho suddenly threw at me..."

"On the surface, I hold six numbers of the Red Mansion at the same time, but in fact I only have five..."

"The fourth sign is not with me. The magician is hidden. Is it to mislead that powerful man with strong force?... Is such a dangerous thing left in my hands? Isn't the magician afraid of playing with it?"

"No, this person is very smart. He won't personally hold that hidden brand...so... the No. 4 brand is in the hands of that skilled woman!"

"What a dog, a man and a woman, the two are completely united. That woman is devoted to the magician and has been completely controlled by her! If she wants to die, the skilled woman will die first. The magician is equivalent to having two lives!"

The gangster quickly figured out everything and was immediately stunned by the magician's insidiousness.

"What a great guy, the magician has been guarding against Yu Weiran from the beginning, adding chips to himself. He constantly interacts with everyone and shows a gentle and kind image..."

"Not only did he conquer that skilled woman, he also had a good relationship with drunken ghosts, black-haired girls, and even Luther."

"Even the sick woman, the magician, had conveyed her kindness many times in the early days, but the sick woman was not a good woman and was always very cold."

"This is casting a wide net to take a look at who is more likely to be exploited by him!"

"Hiss... If the skill girl had not revealed herself stupidly before, and her stupidity and loyalty were too important to the magician, forcing the magician to give up the drunkard and cut off his own arm... In fact, there might even be two people working for him now!"

"I was very happy at the beginning because I had two brands. In fact, 'friend' is the most important thing. One more 'friend' will lead to more lives!"

The gangster gritted his teeth, but he also felt that it was easier for people like magicians to survive.

If the magician had the same identity as him, he wouldn't mind living with him.

After all, being alive is more important than anything else.

"What do you mean by cooperation?" asked the gangster.

The magician smiled and said, "The Red Mansion has been unified. Before we eliminate most of the people on the other side, we don't have to kill each other."

"Damn it, I can't kill you even if I want to! You two have no numbers! You let me take care of all the outputs on the other side!" said the gangster.

The magician said: "Only in this way can we be a team. If you hold six votes, you cannot be cast to death. And we have no number, you cannot be cast to death. If we are united, we will be invincible."

The gangster said: "How do you know that the opponent will not unite? Although there are many fools on the opposite side, there will definitely be some people thinking about it!"

"The premise for them to unite is that the signs are concentrated on one person. But to be fair, would you like all signs to be concentrated on you?" said the magician.

The gangster was silent, of course he didn't want to, because people without brands are the safest ones.

The magician continued: "The reason why we can quickly gather the number cards is because we have few people, and you already have two cards. Add the drunkard steals the sign, and then you pick up his sign."

"That's why we focused our signs on you in a very short period of time."

"There are six people on the opposite side of the blue side. They can't unite so quickly unless someone voluntarily accepts all the signs."

The gangster understood and said, "So we have to fight for an intelligence agent. Now take advantage of the darkness and vote on the opposite number!"

"No matter who it is, as long as it is not the number here!"

"Because they don't know the essence of this game, they see that there are many votes for someone, and there will definitely be someone who follows the vote!"

"We have already concentrated six votes here. If any fool in Lanlou follows the vote, the person we voted will die!"

"Then we don't give a chance to breathe and continue to bring votes. The people on the other side have their own ulterior motives. In the darkness and chaos, we will continue to be led to death by us until... they fully understand."

The magician said: "Our side is number 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 8. In addition to these numbers, whoever you want to vote for, doesn't have to worry about his identity."

"Until no one can kill anyone, we will collectively vote for a wave of pardon or rehabilitation, and see the ratio of criminals to those who are wronged."

Hearing this, the gangster thought of a question.

"Wait a minute... This man has no number and will not be cast to death. Once we eliminate the people from Lanlou opposite us and beat us to death, wouldn't he be able to survive alone?" said the gangster.

Alan smiled and said, "That's right, I don't have to worry about whether you are a criminal or a prisoner. If you kill them all, I will definitely survive."

The magician smiled and said, "First of all, we can't eliminate everyone on the Blue Side, so if you do this, you will be the target of public criticism."

"And you kill us with your fists, and our numbers are concentrated on you. As you said, the rich people behind the scenes cannot make the numbers unowned."

"In addition, we play like this, the Blue Party will still live at least one or two people. In this way, you are invincible, but the other party is also in the form of votes."

"Six votes to six votes, Honglan Building will be in a confrontation where no one can win."

"If there is someone on the other side who has a different identity from you, the final situation is that you, the last one in the Red Mansion, will face infinite confrontation with the remaining people in the Blue Mansion!"

"None of you can't kill anyone, and it's even more impossible to kill the other person with your fist, because you are too strong, the people in Lanlou must be shivering and dare not come out."

"They know that you have killed all of us and become the only survivor of the Red Building. Such a terrifying person, no matter how you speak sweetly, the other party will not step out of the Blue Building! You can't break in, otherwise you will be executed."

The gangster smiled and added: "In this case... a man, you have to compete with the opponent who has better endurance. See who will die of thirst first!"

"In that kind of infinite confrontation, if you endure all the people on the other side to death, you can leave this prison."

"But, you, who were weak and lonely at that time, can you still play the third level?"

Alan smiled and said, "I won't pin my life on luck."

The magician said, "That's good. Although you are powerful, you are also a smart person, so you did not bully us with violence from beginning to end. This is the basic reason why all four of us can cooperate. You are not a brave and reckless man!"

Alan said: "Have you ever thought about how to end this game? We are now kidnapped and killed at most three or two of them."

The magician smiled and said, "How to play later depends on the actual situation. Maybe after killing three or four... the game will end."

As soon as these words came out, Alan fell silent and then laughed.

The last sentence of the magician is simply meaningful.

The gangster said disdainfully: "Who are you fooling about? Pigs know that even if you kill all the opponents, there is a high probability that the game will not end."

But Alan said, "I understand. In short, let's do what the magician said, and we will talk about what will happen in the future."

The magician smiled slightly.

However, in the darkness, no one saw the smiles of the magician and Alan.

Next, the gangster will vote, and the gangster suggested: "Just vote for that Luther, you are stupid. The criminal on the opposite side will see that it is his number, so he will definitely follow the vote!"

The magician said, "It makes sense. He is number 7. If you want to, you can just make a shot."

The gangster entered the reporting room, and the beautiful wheat-sex beauty immediately followed the magician's instructions to go to another reporting room and also paid the ticket for No. 7.

In an instant, the audience heard the radio: "On the 7th, one vote, two votes, three votes, four votes, five votes... six votes!"

After the death of No. 3, No. 7 was reported again!

And he was reported six votes in succession! Only one vote was left until the execution!

After voting, the gangster walked out and smiled: "Now that Luther is probably scared to death, and Luther is too much like a prisoner. That sick woman will definitely throw him to death!"

However, at this moment, the radio said again: "On the 4th, one vote, two votes, three votes, four votes, five votes... six votes!"

Six votes to six votes, 4 and 7 equal votes!

"What?" The magician was stunned.

The gangster also froze. How is this possible? The six votes on the opposite side actually gave No. 4 collectively?

"The blue square... has it united?"

"Didn't you say it's impossible?" the gangster said in horror.

The magician frowned and looked at the dark distance.
To be continued...