I pressed the stopper in with one hand, and a pungent smell of alcohol came.

Presumably, the other bottle will be water?

Just now, Pang Mouyi had tried to use candles to burn these bandages on his body, but the effect was worrying. If you don't choose a riskier approach, then the stipulated time will definitely not be enough. Even though Black Thirteen's left hand was fixed, he could still hold the bottle in his right hand.

Watching the flames burn all at once, the black thirteen who held the bottle thought to himself.

If he had sprinkled alcohol on his face and thrown the whole bottle over at this time, he would probably not have survived for 10 seconds.

The high temperature causes him to starve of oxygen, and then inhaling heavily will allow the hot air to be drawn into the lungs, causing more damage to the lungs. But there's no reason why you would do that. Obviously, there is still a relatively thick bandage, but you can already smell the burning smell from Pang Mouyi.

When he ripped off all the burnt bandages, there wasn't much alcohol left burning. Pang Mouyi glanced at the timetable hanging on the wall, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you just now." Pang Mouyi is different from those rookies, he has survived a chase completely. Although I don't know why I woke up and was brought here again. And halfway through the unconscious, I didn't even give myself a breather before I heard the clown's orders. However, his reaction was also very fast, and he understood what to do in an instant. With the help of that person, he endured the pain and regained the freedom of one hand.

But now, what's going on?

As if he didn't know the pain at all, he put his hand on the table, his lower body and left hand were firmly fixed, and he pulled the table a few times without moving.

Pang Mouyi had a hint of vigilance in his eyes, and at the same time began to look at the environment.

The first thing I saw was Anne squatting in the corner with her hands around her, neatly dressed, probably someone who had just come in, followed by LJ, dead fish-eyed, waiting in front of the computer for a long time, plus the weakness of the body was probably an otaku.

And Black Thirteen, his smiling expression staring at himself made him embarrassed to look at it anymore, and he didn't guess what he did before, probably a white-collar worker or a part-time worker.

'This guy should be an old fritter. Pang Mouyi is still unclear under what circumstances, Black Thirteen has already put such a label on him in his heart.

After he got his wound, his first reaction was to observe the surrounding environment and people, and his heart was beating very calmly, was he prepared? It is not ruled out that he is behind the scenes, but the probability of that is not more than one in a thousand.

"Thank you for your help, if it weren't for you, if you hadn't removed those bandages in two minutes, you would have died. You've already been through one, right? Pang Mouyi glanced at his pair of snow-bright wolf eyes and looked at Black Thirteen.

"Honestly, it's not the first time you've been in this kind of space? And your sophisticated appearance is either a ruffian on the street or a soldier in the army. The puppet put down the cards in the tray, and the surroundings seemed very calm at this moment, and there was no tension at all that would suddenly die in the next second.

Glancing at the arm muscles exposed in the air, Black Thirteen directly chose to draw cards.

"I didn't expect you to be the head of a few of them."

"You can see that?"

"At least their worries are true, you are really lucky, you must have done something that they deserve to affirm you."

"Who knows."

Hei Thirteen raised his eyes and looked at the cards in his hand, spread the reverse side on it, and then looked at Pang Mouyi quietly.

Each hand is split and each holds a card, so he gets a joker card, which is also a card with the reverse side on it.

The person who fought against Black Thirteen this time couldn't be taken lightly, not to mention what kind of person he was, and it was not clear what kind of person he was, just because he had just recruited a teammate who was plotting against him.

At first, I kept asking people questions, and then I didn't say a word after confirming that I was the head, am I really an idiot?

"21 o'clock." Pang Mouyi directly showed out the three cards in his hand 984, no more, no less, just 21 perfect scores.

Black Thirteen looked at the cards in his hand and gave up directly, but even if it exploded, what if he drew a useful joker card?

Apparently there was no such luck, and after surpassing blackjack, Black Thirteen was forced to declare defeat.

The chainsaw is also very face-saving and started in place, it's still the same, even if you lose the first two rounds of the seven kans, it doesn't matter, but ...... Thinking of the clown's thoughts, which no one could guess, Black Thirteen had no intention of going to the basket again.

In the second game, Black Thirteen lost again, and the chainsaw got a lot closer to his side with a lot of face.

I can't release water in this game, and I always feel that something is going to happen. Black Thirteen thought about it and directly replaced the cards in his hand, and a joker card appeared in his hand.

"You can draw the card you want the most." Black Thirteen clenched his fist, and this plate was stable! But is it really going to be used in the second round? Black Thirteen only hesitated for a moment before throwing the clown card out.

I want 21 o'clock.

"19-21, the King of Spades won the first game. Giggles, let me see what I draw? Penalty doubled! Hahahaha! You should be glad you just threw this card out, or I could have seen you dead! ”

Double the penalty? How is it a doubling method? Black Thirteen suddenly looked up and saw that the chainsaw above his head suddenly sparked and rushed forward. At this moment, the chainsaw was less than a meter away from him, shaking as if it would be sawed at any moment.

"Is the next set also a double penalty?" Pang Mouyi watched expressionlessly as his cards were swallowed by the puppet robot, and then said into the megaphone.

"Clever! This game is not going to allow you to play indefinitely. Only the victors will live to tell the story here, and then the last person will be given my treasure for the rest of my life! ”

"Is there any smoke?" Pang Mouyi suddenly spoke, Hei Thirteen paused, handed him a cigarette, and then lit one himself.

Surrounded by smoke, Pang Mouyi suddenly said: "I have a three-year-old daughter, but I have seen him once, and I met him in a hurry on the day she was born, and I didn't even have time to hug him." I feel very sorry for the two of them over the years, but I didn't expect to be able to go home to watch it once after just three days off, but I encountered this kind of again.

"I also have my own family." Black Thirteen said expressionlessly.

"Of course, I don't have the right to accuse anyone of anything, I just hope that after I die, you can send my inheritance over, and the address is written in it." Pang Mouyi took out a red notebook from his arms.

Black Thirteen silently took it and didn't speak.

“Winner.Winner!chicken dinner！ The victor will get everything! ”

Black Thirteen had no intention of ignoring the clown who repeated what he had just said. But he now had a suspicion, because his presence had made the pace faster. Black Thirteen didn't even know why he felt this way, a very subtle sense of crisis.

Black Thirteen drew his first card, "10 of diamonds, it's up to you." ”