Compared with the last time they met, Shen Junhao at this time has changed a lot. After only a few days, he looked much thinner, his hands and feet were tied with white bandages, his clothes were open to his chest, and he was holding a cane made of hard branches, as if he could not stand up without this. His face was covered with dozens of scars that looked like they had been cut by a sharp object. Some of the wounds had begun to scab, others had not yet healed, bright red and dark red mixed together, and the ravines were dense, cutting the originally handsome face into dozens of pieces.

Among them, the only thing that hasn't changed is Shen Junhao's eyes. Xiang Nanxing remembered that although he was a little restrained when he was on the boat, and sometimes he was even low-key, his eyes were always revealing his dedication to a certain goal, and he couldn't hide it. At this time, the fighting spirit in his eyes was even more burning, although he dragged his scarred body, his eyes always moved forward, as if he was staring at his target all the time, and his footsteps would never stop.

It's just that most of the time, these eyes are closed, as if they have also sealed the power contained in this body. At this time, he just happened to open his eyes, and he happened to meet the eyes of Xiang Nanxing, who turned his head, and when the latter was still nervous, he nodded slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

"Great." Xiang Nanxing pressed his chest and let out a sigh. Nangong Qian next to him glanced at him strangely, and then looked at Shen Junhao in the corner, and the meaning of the inquiry was self-evident.

It's just that Xiang Nanxing couldn't tell her clearly about the relationship between the two parties for a while, so after thinking about it, he had to simply say that he was not a bad person. When it comes to friends, they have never been considered friends, although the other party has pointed him out and given him kind advice shortly after he entered prison, but the relationship between the two is actually nothing more. After that, they didn't have much contact, and even if they could barely be called companions for a while, it was only "for a while".

In the first half of that "Three Kingdoms Game", they did cooperate, but the rules of the game determined that Shen Junhao and Liang Jingmo could not win together in the end, and Xiang Nanxing could only choose to stand on Liang Jingmo's side in the end.

Xiang Nanxing has no way of knowing what happened to Shen Junhao after his defeat, but he can also roughly infer a few points from the scars on his body at this time. According to the rules of the game, since Shen Junhao has gambled his life, the punishment for losing is naturally death. He was able to escape from the host's pursuit, and escaped from the prison ship, and came to this island, the ordeal along the way was by no means simple, even if he didn't die, he shed his skin. Perhaps it was his rebellion that bought him time, and with the completion of the settlement there, the host of the island also happened to give up the collection of bets, so he also had the opportunity to participate in games such as the "White Night Festival".

As for his defeat, although Xiang Nanxing can't say that he is mainly responsible, it is also one of the reasons for that situation. After seeing Shen Junhao, he has always been worried about whether the other party will hold a grudge because of this. It's just that Shen Junhao's reaction at this time shows that he is not entangled in the past game, the situation is unclear, and he is willing to re-establish friendship with Xiang Nanxing, at least for a short period of time.

There are no eternal allies, only eternal stakes. Xiang Nanxing secretly thought that if he could get Shen Junhao to cooperate, plus Liang Jingmo, as well as him and Nangong Qian here, the four of them would be able to form a large force. Although the combat ability is not as good as the remaining four at a glance, if you want to fight wits, I am afraid that the three guys who are playing billiards are not Liang Jingmo's opponents, not to mention that they are not able to cooperate sincerely between them.

Just this masked man at the end......

Xiang Nanxing frowned. also used a mask to block his true face, but it was only at this time that Xiang Nanxing thought of the host he had met - "Masked Man" Fike. This can't be blamed for his poor memory, but because of this, the masked man standing in the room at this time has never imagined Fick in terms of aura and temperament, and the mask covering his spiritual level is stronger than Fike, Xiang Nanxing tried hard to observe him, but found that he couldn't see through the other party's thoughts at all, let alone judge the position he would hold.

He even had a gut feeling that this person was stronger than Fike, who was the eleventh host.

Do you want to work with this person? He was hesitating when his ears caught a slight sound. This small friction sound was mixed with the sound of billiard balls colliding, it was not obvious, and it was difficult to identify the specific direction, almost making him think it was just his own illusion. At this moment, however, he noticed the masked man's gaze shift, looking in the direction of a couch in the corner.

Someone in the back?

Xiang Nanxing was excited, and subconsciously looked there. The couch was resting against the wall, and the gap between it and the wall was not large enough for an adult, but if you think about it, the sound did come from it.

This seemed contradictory, but a name naturally came to Xiang Nanxing's mind. He motioned for Nangong Qian to wait in place, and he cautiously and slowly approached the sofa, and when he got closer, he called out the name through the sofa.

"Chris?"

There was no sound of answer behind the couch, and he waited patiently. In a few seconds, a timid little boy's voice finally came from there: "Yes...... Xiang Nanxing? ”

Xiang Nanxing sighed, lowered his voice and said, "I've already heard about your situation from others, so you don't have to pretend to be a child when talking to me." ”

"Count yourself in the truth. I heard that when you screamed just now. ”

There was a chuckle from behind the couch that only he could hear, and then a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy stood up from the gap in the back. This is the player who survived the "One and Only Survivor" game with him, Chris. At that time, Xiang Nanxing always regarded him as a real child, and he was somewhat protective. However, after the game, he learned an important information from Nangong Qian's mouth: this guy named Chris is actually just a dwarf who stopped growing just after development, and the reason why he was imprisoned was a crime committed by the best at playing with other people's psychology - fraud.

This guy is definitely not as innocent as he seems. Because of this, Xiang Nanxing didn't dare to poke his head out directly to observe the inside just now, but called out his name first and let the other party come out by himself - the reason is very simple, if you don't keep enough distance, who knows what the other party will do? Unlike Shen Junhao, the two of them have never been companions, so they have to be on guard.

And Xiang Nanxing will also see clearly, looking out from the gap on the side of the sofa where Chris is hiding, he can just see the small half of the space on the left side of this room, including most of the bar, the open space on the left, and most importantly, the pool table. The heavy shadow behind the sofa perfectly conceals the observer himself.

In this way, Chris should be the first to show up. Taking advantage of his size, he hid from the beginning, and then he watched the situation of the crowd behind the sofa and listened to the voices of the crowd. Intelligence is especially important for a person who plays with psychology, and if he hadn't accidentally made a sound, I'm afraid he would have continued to hide until he had to show up.

At that point, just pretending to be cowardly and hiding or something like that will be enough to fool around, as he is doing now.

"Fortunately, when I met you, Brother Xiang, I was scared to death!" He even spoke with a crying tone, his eyes were red, and he looked like a little man who was scared but desperately held back his tears. Chris said as he climbed out of the back of the couch, looking like he was hiding there out of fear.

He was sure that he wouldn't tell the truth. Xiang Nanxing secretly thought that in the case of an unclear situation, unless there is a deep grudge, no one will be stupid enough to take the initiative to make enemies. The relationship between Chris and him is not harmonious, but it can be regarded as an acquaintance, no matter how the situation develops next, at least at this time, there is still the possibility of cooperation between the two.

However, it is also necessary to avoid being tied to the same boat by him. Seeing that he was acting, although Xiang Nanxing didn't plan to break it, he didn't want to continue with his words like that, so he simply snorted coldly, pretended to be annoyed and turned his back and walked away, ignoring him.

This action is ambiguous, and different explanations can be given depending on the development of the situation, which also shows that Xiang Nanxing is quite experienced in dealing with these things. It's just that at this time, he is mentally prepared to meet the next challenge, but the reality is ...... Nothing happened?

The nine players in this room have all appeared, and there is no place where Xiang Nanxing can hide a person as far as his eyes can see, and it has been a long time since the flare of the White Night Festival was launched, if you want to let some players evacuate in time, it should start at this time. It's just that at this time, the few hosts standing around are still like sculptures, motionless, as if they are still waiting for some orders.

Or wait for players who haven't arrived yet.

How long will it take - just as Xiang Nanxing was thinking like this, the hosts suddenly moved. They lowered their hands in unison and stood straight, as if they had entered some kind of ritual or were ready for the next move. Xiang Nanxing looked at the entrance of the room almost reflexively, and this was the uniform action of all the other players.

Under the baptism of everyone's gaze, the man who had just leaned out of half of his body shrank back in fright. It was only a few seconds before he poked out half of his face, cautiously peering in from the side of the door. From this angle, he could only see the other party's white forehead and a pair of dark eyes, but just like that, Xiang Nanxing's heart trembled violently.

He used to look at these eyes every day, and he never got tired of looking at them. In those nightmarish days, it was they who gave themselves the confidence to hold on and the courage to take the first step forward.

But in the end, it was they who gave themselves another nightmare.

"What's the situation, is this a big gathering of acquaintances today?" After a long time, Xiang Nanxing smiled bitterly and said to himself. This time he didn't scream in surprise, maybe it was so unexpected that even the surprise function stopped working.

"It's been a long time, Xiao Leping."

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