Huang Lao didn't make them wait too long. Although the last group of people also entered the tent for the same reason, this time, Huang Lao's music was obviously much shorter, and even changed it, removing those strange parts, and playing a passionate and passionate side plug song with an elegant guqin. At this point, the last few people present who had not yet figured it out finally understood the intention of Huang Lao's arrangements just now, as Xiang Nanxing had just done.

And after this song, the game officially begins. Dozens of guards who came out of nowhere removed the tents on the ground, let the people inside see again, and then left silently. More than a dozen players stood on top of this empty field and looked at each other. Most people have a wary look when they see others, and only a few people seem to be at ease, such as Luo Baichuan and Liang Jingmo.

However, at this time, all people, regardless of their posture, have one thing in common. They were all holding a small, black tablet in their hands.

"Looks like they're in luck. Even in this situation, remember to turn the inside of the tent over. Otherwise, you'll be able to eliminate a few people at the beginning of the game. ”

It was a young man who was not tall and looked thin. He was dressed in a standard black suit, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and stood proudly in front of the three hosts. Obviously, he is also one of the hosts of this game. It's just that compared to other hosts, he doesn't seem to be very friendly to players.

Behind him, the three hosts lined up, and even Qiu Banxia, who was a little frivolous on weekdays, stood up straight. Among the three, the oldest Huang Lao is in the center, on the left is the "masked man" Fike, and on the right is Qiu Banxia, like the first, second and third places like the podium of a sports competition. This order is also in line with the ranking of the three numbers that Xiang Nanxing knows.

However, the question arises, who is this little man standing at the front at this time?

"I guess you're the lowest-ranked of the four."

Liang Jingmo came out of the crowd and said a super offensive sentence without care. Before Xiang Nanxing could figure out whether to cover his mouth like Qiu Banxia, this guy actually analyzed it like a cannon.

"All games require the host to at least be upright when announcing the rules, which even the most rebellious host will follow, but this guy jumps out and makes a gesture as if to declare 'Lao Tzu is not restricted by these rules', and he is obviously inferior to the other three in terms of strength, but he has to stand at the front, as if to show how good he is. In my opinion, these are all diseases, and they are the clinical manifestations of the late stage of secondary and secondary disease turning into a lifelong terminal illness. ”

He said without mercy, and even the prisoners around him changed their faces when they heard it. Naturally, this little man also blushed. However, after all, the host's self-control is extraordinary, and after just one breath, his face returned to normal, and even his rapidly rising chest gradually calmed down.

"Boy, you're in luck." He sneered and said, "In terms of rules, the 'game' has started now, so I can't do anything to you." I hope you don't get out too soon. ”

He paused, and then said: "I am the host of this game, the forty-third host, 'poisonous bug' Cong An. ”

Liang Jingmo's guess was indeed correct, this Cong An was indeed the lowest-ranked of the four. No matter how unconvinced this is, it is also a fact, and there is nothing to be done. Cong An's self-introduction is obviously not to lose face, but according to the rules, it must start with him who is the lowest ranked.

Immediately behind, the 13-ranked "Black Cat" Autumn Banxia and the 11-ranked "Masked Man" Fike also finished their own parts. Huang Lao, who was in the center, coughed lightly and stepped forward.

"I'm the sixth host 'Lao Huang Li', you can call me Huang Lao. The above four people are all the hosts in charge of this game. ”

His voice was soft and his tone was gentle, but it seemed to be mixed with swords, guns, swords, and halberds, making people feel as if they were in front of an arsenal that could be opened at any time, and they were not at ease. This feeling of being one is even more terrifying than those things that can be switched at any time, Xiang Nanxing couldn't help but think that compared to him, Fike's deliberately outgoing murderous behavior was like a child's foolish play.

It's just that the people present may not have Xiang Nanxing's keen sensibility. Before Huang Lao's words fell, a few people couldn't help but let out a surprised sound. Before Huang Lao said this, almost everyone thought that the little man Cong An was the host of the game, and the three people behind were just watching it. However, it turned out that four hosts hosted at the same time! This is absolutely rare in this prison, and at least no one in the room has ever experienced a game of this magnitude.

And this difference can also have a significant impact on the gameplay.

You know, the former happens from time to time in this prison, mostly because the host who passes by himself is curious about the content of the game and wants to take a closer look. Not to mention, the "three consecutive wins" between Xiang Nanxing and Luo Baichuan some time ago was like this, the main host was "Big Tree" Lin Musen, but in the middle of the autumn and summer, he entered in the middle and watched the game until the end of the game. In this case, while the later host may have an impact on the game, it is only possible after all.

But it's not the same when it comes to having multiple moderators in charge at the same time. The most crucial point for the establishment of the "adversity game" is that the host is undoubtedly "absolutely impartial, absolutely accurate" in it. But just like clocks, when you only have one clock, you can see the time accurately, but what about when there are two? What about the third mate? Which should you trust when they are not the same?

As if seeing everyone's doubts, Huang Lao added: "Although there are four hosts, there is still only one person in the arbitration of the judgment, that is, I am in charge." This is my duty as the highest-ranked No. 6 presenter, so please rest assured. ”

As the highest-ranking host among them, Huang Lao's attitude is more humble than anyone else. This abnormality just shows his easy-to-use attitude, so that no one dares to despise this seemingly elegant and weak old man.

Taking advantage of the gap between the host and the self-introduction to explain the rules, Xiang Nanxing pretended to look left and right casually, quickly observing the other players in the hall at this time. This time he counted clearly, there were a total of twelve players in the hall, including him, except for himself, Liang Jingmo and the expected Luo Baichuan, there were also familiar faces among the remaining nine people.

For example, the dark-skinned young man standing not far to his left had just passed him in another place just a day earlier. This is the software expert who played card games with Lorraine and the old one-eyed at that time, the black guy Lu Yi!

And another familiar face was even more familiar, and even when he found Xiang Nanxing looking here, that person raised his hand slightly and said hello covertly. At that time, after the room was adjusted, Xiang Nanxing met him when he explored the surrounding environment with Liang Jingmo for the first time, and the conversation between him and Liang Jingmo at that time was like a monk playing a sharp edge, all kinds of hidden mysteries, but it was unpredictable. At that time, Xiang Nanxing only vaguely felt that there seemed to be some plan between these two people, and they seemed to be waiting for a good opportunity.

Now it seems that the opportunity has indeed come, and the plan has indeed crashed. Shen Junhao and Liang Jingmo, the two people who said they were going to attack Luo Baichuan, all concentrated in this game at this time. Just thinking of this, Xiang Nanxing felt a strong sense of tension in his chest, but there was a trace of instinctive excitement in it.

None of the remaining seven knew each other. On the right side of Xiang Nanxing stood a medium-sized person with a pot lid and a simple look, and he learned from his later self-introduction that his name was Qin Bo. The tall, thin, fair-skinned man is called Han Zimo, with a pair of long legs that looks like an athlete, and he seems to be able to run and jump. The middle-aged man with a little dark skin and an ordinary appearance is Chen Zhi. Another guy named Gu Zhengya is as his name suggests, whether it is the way he walks or the tone of his speech, he has an elegant smell of "ancient style", and he looks very out of place in this prison. There are also two inconspicuous passers-by from appearance to figure, one is called Yan Da and the other is called Miao Sha, and even the name is not much to write.

However, the last one has an unusually strong sense of existence. Despite his average height, judging by his thick arms and bulging muscles underneath his clothes, this man is anything but extraordinary, and it's no surprise that he is a professional special forces soldier or a world fighting champion. However, this man was the coldest of all the people, and when the others had finished telling each other their names, he still stood there motionless, as if he was too lazy to talk to others, just waiting for the game to begin.

Could this person be Luo Baichuan's subordinate? Xiang Nanxing couldn't help but fall into thought.

He himself can be regarded as Liang Jingmo's collaborator, and this relationship was originally decided in front of the "black cat" Qiu Banxia, that is, the host acquiesced to the existence of this cooperative participation in the game. Then in addition to them, there must be other people who have brought their own collaborators to participate in the game. Luo Baichuan himself is a person who is good at organizing a team, and it is impossible to lag behind them here.

So, will his collaborator be the strong man in front of him who looks like he can fight? Or is it one of those unremarkable passers-by? Or...... The whole team of passers-by is his man? Based on the information observed so far, it is simply not enough to make accurate inferences.

Fortunately, at this time, these leisure times are finally gone. As Huang Lao coughed lightly again, he put his hands behind his back and began to introduce the specific rules of this game.

At the same time, it also means that the core part of the game has officially begun.

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