Blood wins
Inexplicable, I simply don't know what to do.
This was Luo Baichuan's first reaction after hearing Liang Jingmo's answer, and Cong An next to him also showed a confused expression similar to him at the same time. However, at this moment, Fike and Qiu Banxia's faces changed at the same time, and then they looked at each other in surprise.
"It's whimsical." Elder Huang let out a long sigh, "Is this how young people play now?" β
Luo Baichuan's reaction was only a beat slower than those hosts. Looking at the cigar he had just lit, he suddenly thought of something, and ran frantically to the corner of the medical supplies storage area, burying his head in it and rummaging through it. At that time, after Liang Jingmo was injured by Shi Yitie, Xiang Nanxing helped him to this corner to bandage, and the medicine box still hid the remaining gauze, cotton and potion used at that time, etc., because it was turned over once before, it looked even more messy. However, after Luo Baichuan rummaged through it, he trembled and took out something that shouldn't belong here.
"Why is there such a thing here!" He roared like madness.
"Oh? I took it from the food court, with this Cuban cigar of mine. Liang Jingmo said nonchalantly, "Before smoking a cigar, you must use a cigar cutter to cut it first, this is common sense." β
He gags lightly, but what will make Luo Baichuan so out of shape is obviously not an ordinary cigar cutter. The gadget was now wrapped in a small ball of gauze, and there were still blood stains on the gauze, which looked quite scary. If you look closely, you can see a little blood on the blade, as well as a small amount of flesh left by the cut.
"You madman!" Luo Baichuan was hoarse.
His frenzied actions attracted the astonished eyes of everyone in the audience, and almost no one noticed that a familiar figure had rushed back down the hall. The man was fast, out of breath, clutching something tightly in his hand, and looking more anxious than anyone else.
"Hurry up! Brush the results out! β
He was even so anxious that he shouted at the inanimate screen. It was only then that people noticed the movement.
"Isn't this Xiang Nanxing!" Someone called out. But Xiang Nanxing turned a deaf ear and didn't bother to respond. His attention was all on the big screen, waiting for the moment when all the results would be finished.
As if he really understood his orders, or maybe there were fewer players to enter as the players were reduced, this time, the big screen refreshed faster than ever, though still in the same way that it was threaded to appetize.
Luo Baichuan's Wu State was the first to be made public. He sent 10,000 troops to attack and 90,000 to defend. Even if the victory was decided at this time, he still chose to use his troops cautiously against a person who was completely powerless. It was as if it had been a directive engraved into his character genes.
However, the second line of brushing out made the noisy scene instantly silent.
Because the Shu State under the control of Liang Jingmo did not issue orders in the last round, the number of troops that could be used in this round reached 110,000. He divided the 110,000 into two parts, 100,000 for offense and the remaining 10,000 for defense. This is a decision made by someone who knows Luo Baichuan's character extremely well, he accurately blocked the opponent's attack, and then used just 10,000 more troops to accurately run through the non-existent defense line on the opposite side, and smashed Huanglong.
But what really surprised was the decision itself.
"How did you do that!" Cong An looked at Liang Jingmo in disbelief, "This is cheating!" But how do you do it! β
He didn't wait for the other party's answer, but he saw what Xiang Nanxing handed over. "Call the doctor!" The latter hurriedly sent the thing in his hand in front of him, almost reaching his nose, "It's still too late, hurry up and call the doctor!" β
It was a truncated finger, wrapped in gauze. Judging by the shape, it should be the ring finger of the right hand, with a neat incision, as if it had been cut off by some sharp object. The blood on the edge of the wound has been somewhat consolidated, but the severed finger itself still retains the color of blood on the whole, which shows that although the time to cut it is not short, it has not exceeded the four-hour golden medical time limit for this situation.
Cong An shuddered. He suddenly remembered what Liang Jingmo had just said. "It's rare to cut it all, so you don't have to waste it." - He originally thought that Liang Jingmo was just talking about cigars.
"Madman, you madman." Cong An muttered the words that Luo Baichuan and Shi Yitie had just said.
"Mr. Host, I think this is the normal way of thinking."
Liang Jingmo slowly pulled open the gauze and used scissors to cut the pieces of cloth that were sticking underneath, revealing his bloody arm. The ones that Shi Yitie left on his arms at the beginning were only skin injuries, and they were coated with medicine and gauze, and the bleeding had already stopped. However, the two-centimeter-wide wound on the palm of the hand was different. Despite the gauze and silk threads that tried to tighten the blood vessels, this did not completely stop the blood from seeping out.
That was the original location of Liang Jingmo's ring finger.
"Since even your life is on the line, what is a finger?" He smiled openly, "I am reluctant to hurt myself, I am reluctant to give trust, and I am reluctant to take risks." Still want to win the big gamble? I'm not that naΓ―ve and stingy. β
For example, Xiang Nanxing, who was yelling and urging, and the host, who was accustomed to seeing the big world, was undoubtedly much calmer.
"Go and call the medical team, tell them to bring the freezer box and the stretcher bed, and we're going to go straight to the operating room."
Qiu Banxia gave a clear order to a nearby prison guard, who trotted all the way to the other end of the corridor, and soon heard the sound of him calling for help on the walkie-talkie. It seems that this gamble is very meticulous, and even the signals in the venue are blocked, and everyone is not relaxed.
This attitude of always being wary of his own people may be the stinginess that Liang Jingmo just satirized.
"I have to say, even I was put on a stand by you." Qiu Banxia said with a smile, "When will the tablet be replaced?" β
"Right after that injury." Xiang Nanxing replied in his place, "When bandaging him, this guy proposed to exchange the tablet just in case, because there is a step in his plan to regain the throne, and there is a high probability of being attacked after that." At that time, I thought that Luo Baichuan couldn't kick off the tablet at the beginning, and I didn't feel very reliable, and I was still thinking about it, and when I came back to my senses, this guy had already cut off his fingers directly. β
He paused, seemingly hesitating what to make of the move. At that time, his first reaction was that Liang Jingmo was hit too hard and went crazy. Because at that time, his strategy had just been violently broken by Shi Yitie, his arm was injured, and he was successfully seized power, and he was reduced to the status of an "assassin" no different from ordinary players. Xiang Nanxing can imagine that kind of feeling, a smart person may act self-deceptive when he encounters an unexpected failure, and identify the current situation as part of his plan, so that his heart will be somewhat better. But the problem is that Liang Jingmo actually made a crazy move on this basis, which is beyond the reasonable range of psychological adjustment no matter how you look at it.
However, now it seems that what Liang Jingmo said at that time was not wrong at all. Luo Baichuan did continue to use his strength at the last moment, trying to directly destroy Liang Jingmo's tablet to get him out, and this is also a practice allowed in the rules. Liang Jingmo's severed fingers and the exchange of tablets at that time played a huge role in the last minute that no one expected, and his injured hand became the key to victory and defeat as he said, because if he was not injured, there would be no reason to bandage the gauze, and then he could not hide the fact that he cut off his finger. But if he didn't cut off his finger and let Xiang Nanxing have the same authority to give instructions with his fingerprint, the act of exchanging tablets would become infeasible, and in that case, he would not be able to avoid Luo Baichuan's surprise attack on the tablets at some point. Then the two of them would get together if they needed to give orders, and proceed in a posture of pretending to point out and discuss with each other, and at other times Xiang Nanxing always vigilantly took a step away in order to protect the tablet on his body.
Of course, there are parts of this that are not completely under his control. For example, the last two rounds. At that time, he could already predict what Luo Baichuan would do, but he just couldn't determine the specific person who did it, and he couldn't predict the true level of the person who did it. So he told Xiang Nanxing, who was holding the tablet, to leave, stay in a safe place, and then wait for the first round, and only in the second round did he win by relying on the strength advantage obtained by "recuperation". But in that case, in order to ensure that the game is won rather than losed, Xiang Nanxing needs to accurately predict Luo Baichuan's troop allocation, and a single mistake may be wasted.
Fortunately, Xiang Nanxing finally completed the task beautifully.
"You're such a madman."
The key winner shook his head, and in turn accused Liang Jingmo: "I finally figured it out now, there is another reason why you cut off your fingers and exchange tablets, that is, I am afraid that I will not trust you and put these in my hands as a 'hostage', right." β
"That's right." Liang Jingmo actually admitted frankly, "If you want to win this game, you must cooperate with two people without reservation." When I saw the state of Luo Baichuan and Shi Yitie, I understood that there was a relationship between them that went beyond trust, in game terms, that is, the synchronization rate was 100%. β
"If I want to outdo them and win the game, I have to be more than 100% synchronized."
"Maniac." Xiang Nanxing muttered.
Qiu Banxia looked at the two of them with a smile and didn't say a word. She knew the last reason why Liang Jingmo exchanged tablets. If you want to ensure that Xiang Nanxing stays on the field until the end of the game, Liang Jingmo must find a way to replace the use of assassination rights with other ways, and in order to achieve this goal, he also fights.
In other words, he hoped that Xiang Nanxing would remain here when he won, and then he could have his collaborators present when collecting the bets, as agreed in advance.
"Just just let him get close to that secret? Wouldn't it be too early? Qiu Banxia still couldn't help but question in her heart. Just then, she saw a figure on the other side of the corridor running wildly towards her.
"The paramedics came so quickly?" She wondered.
However, when he got closer and saw clearly, he found that the person who came was actually the prison guard who had just escorted Shen Junhao away.
"Prisoner! Prisoner, he fled! β
He was out of breath and screamed.
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