Thriller Paradise Chapter 513: The Magic Island of Tsui (19)

The darkness in front of Honghu's eyes suddenly faded, and the sense of hearing and touch were almost restored at the same instant.

He opened his eyes and found himself lying on the ground.

The next second, he suddenly turned over and sat up. Then, what caught his eyes... was a giant black hand and a familiar figure.

"Do you remember what happened?" Not far away Feng Bujue tilted his head, looking at Honghu and asked.

The latter frowned slightly, thought about it, and replied: "I was..." He cast his gaze on the rubbing hand, "I was shot into the ground..."

Honghu said, turning around instinctively and looking at the ground. At this time, his rubbings had disappeared, but the shadows of Uncle Waste Chai, Tianma Xingkong and Ruobu were still printed on the stone road.

"What's the matter?" Honghu looked at Feng Bujue again and asked, "Did you save me?"

"Nonsense, who else?" Feng Bujue shrugged and replied easily.

"Well...how long is it from the mission time limit?" Honghu quickly answered.

His first reaction was not to thank Brother Jue, but to seize the time to ask some more pragmatic questions first to decide what to do next.

Of course, Feng Bujue has no opinion on this. In fact, he agrees with this approach very much, and he would react the same way if he replaced it.

"Don't worry, there are still fifteen minutes." Feng Bujue replied. As he said, he pointed his thumb behind him, "As far as I know, this is very close to the temple. Turn over the small **** three hundred meters away and you will be there." He paused, and then clicked the rubbing hand opposite with his index finger, "I will be able to solve the problem in ten minutes and save Brother Xiao Ma and all of them. . So... we will have about five minutes to hurry, um... there should be no problem."

"Huh...I was lucky to have won me twice. Did you forget about it?" Rubbing Hand listened to Brother Jue's words. That is, the more I listen, the more upset I am, "I won't lose to you again!"

"Ah...Why do these words sound so familiar?" Feng Bujue replied in a mocking tone, "Oh, by the way, you said almost the same thing a few minutes ago, the only difference is'one time 'Now it has become'twice'."

"Stop wordy! Come on!" The Rubbing Hand shouted.

"Okay. Come, come..." Feng Bujue replied, raising his hand, ready to punch.

At this moment, Honghu was surprised and suspicious, and he thought to himself: "What happened...he won this guy...twice? How did this happen?"

He will feel puzzled and excusable.

Not long ago. After Honghu and the other three team members encountered the rubbing hands, naturally they did the same guessing match. But... they all lost. And the four of them took turns to play and were defeated one by one. In other words, the person in the bottom line had three rounds (at least nine rounds) of watching experience, but he still failed to defeat Rubbing Hand.

By the way, Honghu is the last one...because the other three people think it. Even if they all lose, it doesn't matter, anyway, Honghu will definitely learn some rules, tricks and the like from their wins and losses, and then solve this little one.

It's a pity... Honghu didn't see anything, that's why we have this development now...

"Come on! Rock... Scissors... Cloth!"

While Honghu is thinking about it, brother Jue and Rubbing Hand over there have started a new round.

"Aha!" Brother Jue smiled, "I won again." He licked his lips, "Seven rounds of winning streak."

"Damn...you fellow..." Although the rubbing hand has no mouth. But its sound at the moment definitely sounds like "gritting teeth."

"What's going on... Is it pure luck? Or tactics?" Honghu nervously looked at the situation in front of him, and said in his heart, "But generally speaking, there are no tactics for boxing guessing...Although I also listen to it. I have said that "the novice will play the stone first", but it is useless in this kind of continuous multi-game duel. Moreover, the opponent is not a human at all, even if you want to judge from subtle gestures, eyes or small movements, it is impossible to judge. Start."

"You are too naive." Feng Bujue suddenly turned his head and said to Honghu.

"Huh?" Honghu was taken aback when he heard the words.

"Looking at your expression, I know that you are thinking...how did I get a winning streak." Feng Bujue continued. "Huh... it's certainly not luck. If you rely on luck, I'm already on the ground just like you guys."

"Then...this is?" Honghu asked suspiciously.

"I just did the same thing as it." Feng Bujue glanced at the rubbing hand. "Predict what the opponent will do in advance, and then make a winning gesture."

"What?" Honghu said in surprise.

"Ha...so you are naive." Feng Bujue chuckled. Said, "Do you really think... it will play normal boxing with you?"

Honghu turned his head and stared at Rubbing's hand and said: "Cut... So do you have some kind of instantaneous foresight ability? It's too despicable!"

"Less long-winded!" Rubbing Hand replied, "I never said I didn't have this ability, and I didn't say that it is not allowed to use it!"

"Hey... Well said..." Feng Bujue smiled sinisterly, "Come on, continue."

As soon as the voice fell, he and Rubbing Hand guessed another round, and Brother Jue won again...

"Uh...damn..." Rubbing Hand grumbled cursingly.

"Come again!" Feng Bujue said again.

In a blink of an eye, it was another round, and Jue still won. As a result, Uncle Waste Chai recovered from Tuoying.

Even if Rubbing Hand is very angry, it still guesses punches round by round according to the requirements of Brother Jue, and according to the agreement, every time it loses a round (three rounds), it will remove a player from the extension. Released from the shadows.

In a short while, the four players who were sealed on the ground have all returned to their original state. Under Honghu's explanation, the other three also knew the general situation.

"Hmph...you are ruthless." Seeing that Ruby Hand had lost all his chips, he said viciously, "Today I admit it...end the game and take your companions to roll." "

"I refuse." Feng Bujue gave a shocking answer simply and neatly.

"What did you say?" Rubbing Hand and the other four players reacted this way.

"Come, continue." Feng Bujue said, raising his hand again.

"Wait...wait..." The sharp voice of Rubbing Hand began to tremble, "Your companions have recovered, and you still want to..."

"You can continue," Feng Bujue interrupted.

"Uh...but...you can..." Rubbing Hand was visibly timid, and it replied hesitantly.

"So, what happens if I win this round?" Feng Bujue asked aggressively.

"Don't go too far!" Rubbing Hand roared.

"Hahaha... Actually you don't need to answer, I have already guessed it." Feng Bujue smiled wickedly, "Will you be dragged to the ground yourself?"

"Uh..." The Rubbing Hand couldn't deny it, and could only let out an angry moan.

"As expected..." Feng Bujue grinned, "Come on, come on! Guess! Punch!"

A rather weird scene happened. Although the Rubbing Hand was unwilling, it still had another round of guessing with Jue Ge. It seems that Brother Jue is the master of this "boxing field".

Two seconds later, the two sides shot, and the result was revealed...Feng Bujue won again.

"No... don't do this..." Rubbing Hand said nervously, "Stop it!"

"Come again!" Feng Bujue yelled, followed by another round of victory and defeat, and he won again.

"No! Please!" Rubbing Hand finally began to plead, "Let’s talk about a deal! Just talk about what you want! As long as I can do it..."

"Heh..." Feng Bujue smiled calmly, "At this moment...I only want one thing..." He looked directly at the rubbing hand, "But...I don't need someone to give me something like that. , I can take it myself..." He said, and raised his hand again, "Come again!"

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As soon as the failure came, the rubbing hand flipped over and fell towards the ground. It slammed into the ground and gradually became flat, as if a 3D model was forced into a 2D piece of paper.

"You... this... lunatic..." The rubbing hand left a "　" before it was completely printed on the ground.

"Whatever you say, I still got what I wanted..." Feng Bujue looked down at the giant hand shadow on the ground, jokingly, "...fun."

Two seconds later, the space around the players instantly expanded. It felt like a large amount of solidified matter suddenly dispersed into gas, but the matter was invisible.

"Ah...very good, the barrier has disappeared." Feng Bujue said, "As I expected, we still have five minutes to reach the Temple of Faith." He said as he turned. Turn around, "I will lead the way next, I know the general direction."

"Uh...then what..." Trace can't help but interject at this moment~IndoMTL.com~You are not going to explain...what happened just now? "

The other three also looked at Brother Jue with monster-like eyes, not daring to approach him.

At first, they were just amazed at Feng Bujue's strength, but later...especially Feng Bujue's words and deeds in the last two minutes really made the teammates' shock value soar. They couldn't help having an illusion...Feng Bujue was the real villain, and the rubbing hand was a victim.

"I'm sure~ I will explain it." Jue Ge extended his tone and replied. This is the truth. He really likes to show off, "But the main task has less than five minutes left, I think Shall we wait until we arrive at the Temple of Faith?"

"Um...that's right." Honghu quickly calmed down and continued, "Anyway... everyone should hurry up."

Honghu's response can be considered to ease the atmosphere. After hearing the words, everyone hesitated for half a second, and then followed Feng Bujue quickly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote recommended votes, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)