This young boy named Du Lai stretched out his right hand to Yan Qingwen with a smile.

Yan Qingwen glanced at him indifferently without stretching out his hand.

"You're good at being alert." Du Lai raised his palm and exposed the blade between his fingers.

Lu Ang was immediately angry: "You!..."

"Big man, don't worry, look at these two ladies, they are much calmer than you." Du Lai smiled and flipped his palms, and the blade that should have been sandwiched between his fingers disappeared.

Zhu Shu opened her eyes wide in surprise.

Lu Ang was also frightened: "What the hell?! Props?"

"It's magic." Bai Youwei said coldly, "and it's the least street magic. It emphasizes fast hands and eyes, but lacks artistic appreciation and skill."

Du Lai's smile froze, his eyes fell on Bai Youwei, and his slow tone was threatening: "Little sister, he speaks so meanly, it's very unlovely~"

Bai Youwei smiled, looked at his hands, and said slowly: "Every magician I have met pays great attention to the maintenance of her hands. There is no dirt in the cracks of her nails, and your hands... are very dirty."

She raised her eyes slightly and looked at him with a smile: "So, are you a wandering street artist? Or... a thief?"

Du Lai seemed to be stabbed, and the smile on his face was frozen.

After pausing for a few seconds, he glanced at Bai Youwei deeply and took a step back.

"You guys are really not friendly at all..."

Du Lai pulled open the corners of his mouth and smiled helplessly:

"Okay, I'll just explain the purpose. My side is a claw machine game, two are missing one, and there are strategies. I need a good partner."

His eyes lingered on Lu Ang for a half second, adding: "And you can't be too fat."

Lu Ang: "Damn!"

Yan Qingwen laughed for a moment: "What's going on? Are the game guides in Shanghai running all over the streets?"

"Of course not." Du Lai shook his head gently, "The strategy is in the hands of the game evaluation team. After we make an appointment for the game time, the evaluation team's specialist will tell us the detailed strategy, but don't have too much hope, because most of the games are confrontational, so even if you know the strategy, you may not be able to come out alive."

Speaking of this, he leaned obliquely on the trunk of the tree on the sidewalk, looking at the young man who had just greeted Lu Ang.

"For example, the person who called you just now actually wanted to coax you into scapegoats. In the Russian Roulette game, at least one person has to die to pass the level."

"What about you?" Yan Qingwen asked, "Why did you come to us?"

"Because everyone here is too stupid." Du Lai sighed, "I cherish my life very much and don't want to be pulled back by my teammates. Don't worry, the game of claw machine is not a confrontation between players, but requires two people to cooperate. Of course, if the cooperation fails and you die, you can't blame me."

Bai Youwei frowned and asked, "The risk of games is so great, why do you still have to find someone to enter the game?"

"Of course it's for props." Du Lai said naturally, "A good prop can help you at critical moments. Moreover, everyone living here has to enter the game. If you have more props in your hands, you can be more confident when entering the game."

"Everyone wants to enter the game?" Bai Youwei was a little surprised.
Chapter completed!