Chapter 132, two sides of the card

"Phew!" In the lounge with a suitable room temperature, Charles looked at the live broadcast on the screen and exclaimed, "I didn't expect this kid to kill in the end." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

"He's still a fool, and he's never been a coward." Henry drank the last drop of the crimson liquid from his glass, opened the velvet curtains, and seemed to check the weather outside, "The scale of this sandstorm looks even more powerful than we expected...... I hope that the children have arrived safely in the underground shelter, and if they continue to be exposed to this kind of weather, I am afraid that they will be buried alive by the wind and sand in less than three minutes, right? ”

"It's good that when the sandstorm passes, everything will be as clean as it never happened." Charles also finished drinking the wine in his glass, opened the hidden wine cabinet under the coffee table, smoked a bottle of Riesling Sweet White from it, and directly used a tactical knife to cut around the elegant bottleneck of the bottle, pouted, and poured himself a full glass.

“…… Can you please stop treating my wine the way you treat terrorists! Henry looked at the white-gold liquid that had been spilled on the ground, but Charles didn't care, picked up the wine glass and sat back in front of the screen, rewinding the picture just played through his laptop, and enlarged: "...... There were about 30 people, and this time there were not as many people who voluntarily quit before level 40 as we expected. ”

"But because of the previous relationship of the 'Running Bull Festival', these people are destined to go to the 'feed farm'." A hint of pity crossed Henry's eyes, and he didn't know if it was for the players or his wasted wine, "Although Frank's brain probably didn't do it intentionally, this series of troubles he caused indirectly contributed to your two-way elimination proposal." I really don't know if it's because the two of you have long been in cahoots or if you're a kid who has lost **** luck. ”

"Please! I can't find him with anyone I work with, after all, I can't stand anyone's taste with him. Charles quickly cleared up, "It's like he loves Victoria's Secret supermodels, and I only love country girls who roll cigars between their thighs." ”

"That's right." Henry rarely didn't pursue it, turned around and took out two mandarins and a lemon from another cabinet under the coffee table, took out a fruit knife and skillfully peeled and sliced the mandarins, and mixed lemonade with lemon juice, put it on a tray and handed it to Charles, "I drank a lot today, the organic acids in the fruit can help relieve hangover, we are all young, and we can't be as presumptuous as before." ”

“…… Since Anna is gone, you do seem to be a different person. Charles's name startled Henry, but he quickly returned to his normal state: "It's just some ingredients for cocktails, you know, I always have all kinds of ingredients here to entertain different guests." ”

"You seem to be in a particularly good mood today?" stepped on the sensitive area twice in a row but did not let the other party enter the alert state, Charles was a little surprised by Henry's generous reaction today, "What is there to be happy about?" Don't always hide it, after all, the two of us should be a true alliance now! ”

"There's nothing to be happy about, on the contrary, I'm a little sad about what happened in that desert today." Henry picked up the lemonade and shook his head, a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, "The theme of this year's screening day is the most meaningless I've ever seen, and there is nothing left but cruelty and the insignificant thrill of revenge...... You really shouldn't leave such a crucial topic to Frank to decide! ”

"It's not like there's nothing left, at least the kid you chose, his reaction is interesting." Sensing the real smile under Henry's wry smile, Charles couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, "In this collective unconscious environment, how long have we not seen the type that can still maintain independent thinking?" ”

"It's not necessarily a good thing for him." Henry took out a deck of poker cards from the drawer, washed them casually, and took out two ghost cards from them, "There are only two endings to keep thinking in any situation: one is to become the rejected priest Laocoon, and the other is to become a peerless hero like Alexander the Great...... He's been in the situation, as you've seen, both in terms of leadership and personal qualifications. If we are to continue to bet on him, we still have a long way to go. ”

"I remember something." Charles held up a finger and said, "Did we make a bet before and the bet hasn't been fulfilled?" ”

"The outcome of the mission has been mixed by Frank, and there is no way to tell the winner from the loser in this game." Henry shrugged helplessly, but under Charles's insistent gaze, he still chose to back down first, "Okay, okay, in fact, it doesn't matter if you tell you, the reason why I chose him is not because of his own resume or qualifications, but because of his grandfather." ”

"Grandfather?" Charles quickly searched through the player's profiles he had previously checked in his mind and said, "I don't remember that there are so-called descendants of military families among the players recruited this time, and besides, in China, whether it is to recruit relevant personnel with military backgrounds or their families, it is expressly prohibited by the company!" ”

"His grandfather did not have a military rank or military status, but was just an ordinary volunteer soldier." Henry took the bottle from Charles, poured the remaining wine into the glass of lemonade that had been drunk, and continued, "And the reason I noticed his grandfather was because he was a fugitive. ”