Chapter 404: It's Close

The meaning of the masked man is clear.

If the saffron is not received, then when the drum stops, the next person holding the safflower is still counted, that is, the person who is devoured is the one who does not receive the safflower, not the person who hands out the safflower.

In addition, if you don't catch the safflower all the time, the two-second time limit will not start timer.

Jing Huashui took the red flower, she looked at the football-sized red flower in her hand, at this time, she couldn't see that this red flower had a bloody mouth just now, as if it was just an ordinary red flower that could no longer be ordinary.

A second passed.

The drums stopped suddenly, no, more precisely, the tempo became extremely slow, as if the speed of the car was about to drop to zero, but it was not completely reduced to zero, and it was still gliding slowly.

At this time, the car can stop with just one step on the brakes, but when you step on the accelerator, the situation will be completely different.

Jing Huashui was caught in a dilemma.

Do you want to use that chance? If so, what about next time? Do you force quit directly? In this way, this round will become a round of delaying time, and if you don't use it, what if the drums stop? In this way, I am not going to be devoured by the red flower in my hand?

She asked herself in her mind.

It was a short second, but it seemed very long.

Forget it, don't hand it over, there are still nine people now, and the luck won't be so bad!

In the end, Jing Huashui made a choice.

"Raise your left hand! Hand it out! Qian Cangyi shouted.

His voice was unusually firm, as if no one was allowed to refute it.

The moment Jing Huashui heard it, she subconsciously handed over the saffron in her hand, almost without any thought, and while handing out the safflower, she also raised her left hand.

The masked man sitting to her right immediately took the red flower from Jing Hua's sailor's hand.

Even though there was only a difference of 0.5 seconds, Jing Huashui still used the only chance in this round.

If this happens to her next time, she will have to choose between holding it for two seconds and exiting the round.

The masked man took the safflower from Jing Hua's sailor, and as soon as he moved the safflower to his chest, a long tongue stretched out from the stamen of the safflower, tied the masked man's neck, and then ...... The scene just now was played out again, only this time by Jing Huashui's side.

Jing Huashui stared blankly at everything that was happening in front of her, because of the proximity, she could clearly see how the masked man's body was devoured by the red flower little by little, this feeling, like a rabbit watching his own kind being eaten by a wild wolf, an indescribable fear grew in Jing Huashui's heart.

At this moment, she even had the urge to leave directly.

Blood and flesh fell to the ground again, but this time, by Jing Huashui's side, because the distance was too close, she even had a little on her body. She turned her head to look at her blood-stained clothes, if she had hesitated just a moment, then in just a few tenths of a second, everything would have been different, and the devoured person would have become her.

"That's right, all the Masked Men are targeting us." Qian Cangyi pinched his right wrist with his left hand, "On the one hand, my question just now answered your question, but on the other hand, it also revealed your position. ”

"Although it cannot be proved that when I asked the question, it happened to you, but compared to the rest of the time, after I asked, the possibility of the red flower passing to your hand is undoubtedly a little greater than the rest of the time, and it is precisely because of this that the drummer stopped after estimating the time."

"All the masked people are aimed at killing us, and it is precisely because of this that there are rules handed out in advance, every time the red flower is in our hands, it will be an invisible game."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at the masked man beating the drum.

"What is it like to stop?" He asked aloud, because there was no longer a drum beat, so his voice could reach the masked man's ears very clearly.

"I don't want to knock when I do." The Masked Man gave his own answer.

Hearing the masked man's answer, everyone gasped, since they could decide whether to stop or not at will, did they still have a chance of winning? Can just one chance to pass the round in advance survive?

"You can't watch the drumming and passing the flowers, can you? You can only listen. Qian Cangyi took two steps closer.

"Yes." The masked man's voice is neither humble nor overbearing, very monotonous.

"So that's ......," Lan Xing glanced at Jing Huashui.

If it hadn't been for Cang Yi shouting just now, if it hadn't been for Jing Huashui's lack of hesitation, everything would have been completely different, and the remaining five people might have to lose one person in this functional area.

Blue Star said in his heart.

He couldn't help but glance at Qian Cangyi, this actor, he really wanted to win over, at least at the last moment, he didn't want to be an enemy with him.

Although the relationship between the two was not good at the beginning, it was not bad, and some of the conflicts that occurred during this period were not irreconcilable.

"Why don't we ask something more?" Blue Star also took a step forward, "If you are devoured, you will definitely die?" Is there a way to survive? ”

"Nope." The masked man stands silently beside the drum face.

"Can I quit halfway? I mean, the break between each round. Bluestar continued to ask.

"No, you can't live to be the last man, lose your qualification, and be devoured, these are the only three scenarios." The Masked Man replied.

"Is there any essential difference between losing your qualification and dropping out?" Bluestar frowned.

The masked man did not answer, wondering if he was unwilling to answer the question or if he was unable to answer it.

"The premise of disqualification is to hand out the safflower, in other words, the safflower still has to be handed once, and it will still be in danger, and maybe that's the biggest difference." Qian Cangyi said what he thought.

"Can I use external interference?" Mo Ran said softly, "For example, forcibly forcing a certain masked person not to pass the red flower, so that no matter whether it stops or doesn't stop, it is the masked man who is devoured by the red flower." ”

Although Mo Ran said this thought, he himself thought it was unlikely.

After all, they are not dealing with real people, and there are too many situations they may encounter.

Maybe the person who does it will trigger a punishment mechanism, such as being devoured by safflowers, and so on.

It's just that Mo Ran's question was not answered, and the masked man still stood in place, motionless.

"Does he have a limit on answering?" Blue Star was a little puzzled.

"I don't know." Qian Cangyi shook his head, "You can try the method of using force, it's just ...... Who's going to try? Although it is the one who proposes and who tries it, ......"

Mo Ran's face was serious.

Indeed, trying without a positive answer is risky no matter how you think about it.

"I'll try." In the end, Mo Ran gave his own answer.

At this time, the drum beat again, and the masked man quietly beat the big red drum, announcing the beginning of the third round.

At this time, there were seven masked people sitting on the ground.