Du Si saw that his boss had no follow-up after speaking, and he couldn't help but have a headache, so he had to stand up by himself.

"In the second game, the crocodile gang took the lead and sent my pigtail snake Du Si to test the knife technique. Du Si took out his dagger and said.

"Go ahead, little fat man. Lin Hao said lightly.

"Big brother, this and this, are you planning to send me to death? Even if you plan to give up this game, don't let me go to death, I still have to keep a useful person to serve as Big Brother." Zhang Le was shocked and hurriedly shouted.

"I said little fat man, why are you so inkblotted, are you a man, it's rare that Big Brother needs you now, so you don't have to be polite. Zhao Gongming pushed the fat man who shrank back forward, and said gloatingly.

After the thin monkey came down, he had already thrown himself to the ground with Lin Hao's admiration, and came forward and said flatteringly: "Big brother, you must have taught Zhang Gongzi the tricks, right?

Lin Hao said lightly: "No, the fat man has thick flesh and can take a lot of knives, so let him go." ”

Du Si looked at Zhang Le, who was trembling, and asked curiously: "I said little fat man, have you ever used a knife? ”

"Who is the little fat man, call me Zhang Shao. How come I haven't used a knife anymore, I've been using a knife since I was three years old. Zhang Le thought that he would lose anyway, and if he lost the battle, he must not lose the prestige of the Snow God Sect, so he had no pressure at the moment, and said proudly.

"Oh? I didn't expect Brother Zhang to play with knives, but it really impressed me, I don't know what kind of knife Brother Zhang is playing? I like to play with short knives, that is, daggers, the most domineering to use, killing people invisibly, and they can be thrown out as a hidden weapon in critical moments" Du Si stroked his dagger and said lovingly.

Seeing this, Zhang Le was not flustered, and said slowly: "My knife is smaller than your dagger. It is a combination of two knives, the blade of which is hidden but contains deadly danger. Wood is like mud, never has to be polished, and is always sharp. As for the moves, they are even more varied, I can make them lying down, I can do them while I am sitting, I can do them standing and squatting. ”

"Oh, isn't it a weapon, it's unheard of in the next place!" Du Si asked confusedly.

"On the rivers and lakes, people call this knife - pencil sharpener!" said the fat man mysteriously.

"Dang Chang~" Du Si's dagger fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Eh, don't envy my brother, my brother was rich at that time, and he bought ten pencil sharpeners and bought them for his friends. The pencils were also bought out of ten to practice my knife skills, and I reached the height of the little prince of pencil sharpeners in one fell swoop. It's a pity, it's a pity, and then I gradually stopped practicing, and I was a lot unfamiliar. Shame, shame. The fat man said with a look of remorse.

Du Si felt that he had been tricked, and he must play well with this little fat man, so he picked up the dagger and said to the fat man with a smile: "Young Master Zhang, let's not talk nonsense, let's see the real chapter! How about we play with flying knives and stab the living?"

A throwing knife is a person who is tied to a disc and the other person throws as many knives as possible while standing at a distance with a throwing knife or dagger, or blindfolded and aiming not to hurt the target.

The fat man saw that the dagger in Du Si's hand was refracting the cold light, and his heart was a little furious. Who knows if this kid will declare his personal vendetta and give his little brother a knife, then it will be too late to say anything.

"No, no, no, no, I don't play, I don't want to play this dangerous game. Zhang Le hurriedly refused loudly.

"Don't play, that's admitting defeat?" Du Si said with a satisfied look at Zhang Le's flustered expression.

Admit defeat? No, now that Zhao Gongming's kid is so anxious to get to the top, he must not have his own good fruit to eat if he succeeds, he must work hard, and seek wealth and danger! Done!

"How could I throw in the towel? I mean, your rules are too unexciting, how about we change the way?" said the fat man slowly.

"Oh, how do you say to change it?" Du Si asked curiously.

"Let's fly the disc that rotates ten times blindfolded, how about it, dare to play?" Zhang Le added a lot of difficulty to the game.

"Why don't you dare!" Du Si said confidently.

"Okay, you come and I'll be the target first. After Zhang Le finished speaking, he ran ten steps away, letting everyone trap themselves on a round table, and slowly turned the table.

Here Du Si has already collected ten daggers, and they are throwing them around like juggling in his hands, seeing that Zhang Le is ready, he will not talk nonsense, and after making people blindfold, he took a deep breath and adjusted his state.

Well, it's in good shape, it's now! It's definitely one point and four seconds before the table turns to front of him, and after one point and four seconds, the flying knife will hit the top of Zhang Le's head, and it will definitely not be wrong!

"Ah!!!!!" As soon as Zhang Le's table turned around, he saw a dagger whizzing towards him, and he was so frightened that he panicked and screamed.

Hey? Didn't he get hit? This little fat man is so miserable, did he find him? Shouldn't he?

"Peng!!" A dull voice came, and Zhang Le and Du Si all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bang Bang !! Bang !!"

"Ahh~~~~~h

"Peng!" Du Si took off his blindfold and looked at Zhang Le, who was trembling, feeling really relieved.

"Young Master Zhang, admit it!" Du Si said in high spirits.

Zhang Le's little liver finally fell back into his stomach, patted his chest, and said lightly: "Fourth Master Du, don't worry." Haven't I started yet?"

Du Siyi was startled when he heard this, how is this good, he is a master of flying knives, and he is scared. You, who have never touched a half-hung knife, also play this game with me?

Du Si suddenly felt that everything was a conspiracy, no wonder that little fat man wanted to increase the difficulty, it turned out that he didn't have a good heart! Good you fat man, you are so kind, playing yin with me, trying the tiger by yourself. Du Si is not an honest person, he is ruthless at the moment, and he is bound to win the next game.

But the next moment, Du Si regretted it, because he was tied to the round table, but found that Zhang Le was blindfolded without remembering his location, and he didn't know how to throw the flying knife, it seemed that he wanted to throw ten of them together without trouble.

Du Sisi shouted: "Stop! I won't play, stop!"

The fat man took off his blindfold unhappily: "Then are you admitting defeat?"

"I don't have ten knives free, no matter how powerful you are, you will be tied with me, let's even if it is a draw. Du Si said with a wry smile.

"The second game, the tie, the third game begins. Mengjiang crocodile glanced at Zhang Le and said lightly.