Yan Qingwen never makes a loss deal.

Now join the evaluation team, there are familiar games around you, and you have organized strategies in your hands. A small risk can bring great rewards and you can get a map of Professor Song.

But once the base is moved to another place, there are unfamiliar games nearby, and there is no guide. It will be a life-threatening death to bring your companions into the game, and it will be a waste of money.

Bai Youwei thought for a while and turned to look at Shen Mo: "Why don't we go to your dad's side first?"

Shen Mo pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go back first."

"Ah?" She was stunned, "Don't you go see Uncle Chen?"

"Go again another day." Shen Mo said, "I will notify him in advance the next day. Suddenly there are so many people going there so that he will not be prepared."

"Oh..." Bai Youwei responded.

I don't know why I was a little concerned, but I always felt that Shen Mo seemed to have something to say clearly.

...

In the hot afternoon, two men were smoking cigarettes casually under the tree, occasionally looking at the tall buildings behind them.

They were not very clean, and they were covered in dust, but they were wearing white gloves on their hands, which were so white that they were dazzlingly white.

After smoking a cigarette, I finally waited for the people inside to come out.

The two of them immediately stepped forward and asked, "Why have they been so long? Are those guys making things difficult for you?"

The man who came out of the headquarters raised his lips and said, "So many people have died, so you have to ask carefully. Don't worry, even if you suspect me, they have no evidence."

"Those idiots, I guess they couldn't imagine how they died!" His companion smiled proudly and wildly, and couldn't wait to ask, "How did you get this time? I heard that all the elites from the base are there, and there must be a lot of props and puzzles on them, right?"

Another companion was also in a hot mood, "Since you have the courage to enter the game, you must have something to save your life!"

The man frowned and looked bad.

He took out two things from his pocket, one was a chalk head and the other was a colorful rope, both of which were props.

"There are only these?" His companion couldn't believe it, and picked up the props in his hand and said irritatedly, "These two props are useless at all! If you use a piece of our puzzle, you will get the garbage back?!"

The man turned cold when he heard this, and his expression became gloomy in an instant.

Seeing that his face was wrong, another companion hurriedly winked at his companion and advised: "He doesn't know this will happen. Besides, don't you agree to go to the 21st game? What's the use of saying these now!"

These two men seemed to be quite afraid of the man, and even if they were dissatisfied, they would not dare to show it easily.

"Aren't I in a hurry... I don't mean to blame anyone..."

"Let's go back first. Even if we are unlucky this time...that group of people are stupid! He dares to enter the game with these few props in his hand! Are you stupid?!"

The corners of the man's lips curled up slightly and he whispered: "Are you stupid? I don't think so."

He spread his other hand, and there were three puzzle pieces on the palm of his hand.

"Isn't this a puzzle?" exclaimed, "Why didn't you take it out just now! We thought you really went to waste this time!"

"Look carefully." The man picked up one of them, and with a little force on his fingers, the metal puzzle piece cracked in half.

"These puzzles are fake." He threw the pieces and patted his hands gently, his white gloves spotlessly.

His two companions looked at each other and couldn't figure out their minds.

"What's going on?...Why do you need to bring a fake puzzle into the game?"

"Black, eat, black." The man glanced at them lightly, "Before we started, the puzzles on these people had been dropped."

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Chapter completed!