Di Yang thought for a long time, and let go of the hand that grabbed Qi Xia's collar.

He straightened his suit and asked, "Tell me about it...... What is a "dignified" showdown? ”

Qi Xia pointed to his temple: "You spare my life, let's use this place to fight." ”

Di Yang looked at Qi Xia for a while, and said in a low voice: "You should have guessed a long time ago, the rules allow killing, and I can let you lose at any time without using my brain." ”

Qi Xia nodded: "Yes, but is that interesting?" ”

"Interesting...... you?"

"You could have killed everyone here in the first place...... But you honestly participate in the competition. Qi Xia said in a low voice, "Are you afraid that you will be too boring...... Or are you afraid you'll go crazy? ”

"I ......"

"So you don't want to deal with me?"

The ground sheep felt as if they had been tricked.

The sentence "gambling on life" just now is clearly this man's bluff, and what he wants is this moment.

"Boy...... I am a "sheep", and you try to deceive me? ”

"Oh?" Qi Xia raised his eyebrows, "You think I'm cheating on you?" ”

Di Yang's face turned cold, and his pure black hair actually trembled: "Why do you think that I won't kill you as soon as possible after gambling with me?" ”

Qi Xia also had a cold face, and instead of retreating, he advanced: "Then why do you think I really don't dare to bet with you......"

Di Yang quickly pinched Qi Xia's chin again.

He swallowed slowly, feeling completely unable to see through the man in front of him.

Wasn't "gambling on his life" his plan? But his real purpose?

How could anyone in this hellish place really fight for their lives against the "prefecture level"?!

Does this person have any "hole cards"?

Or...... Is there a "backstage"?

Di Yang looked at Qi Xia with some fear, it had taken him a full thirteen years to sit in his current position! Exactly thirteen years!

He would not allow any accidents to happen.

"Boy, then do as you say." The earth sheep gritted his teeth and said, "I will spare your life, and you are not allowed to say those two words again." ”

The corners of Qi Xia's mouth raised, and he actually waved the "mourning" in his hand and fanned the wind.

Diyang can't wait to get rid of this arrogant man's head now, but when he sees his eyes, he always has scruples.

He could only interrupt his train of thought and turn back to the long table.

He wanted to change the handwriting on the blackboard, but if he really "exchanged one for one" like Qi Xia, he would have no profit at all.

From his point of view, he didn't know what Qi Xia was thinking.

When everyone saw the ground sheep walking away, they gradually approached Qi Xia's stall.

Since this man could negotiate directly with the "referee", everyone was much more polite to him.

Then many people took out their fans and exchanged them with Qi Xia.

Qi Xia put down the fan unchanged every time he changed it, looking forward to the next "customer".

Rather than setting up a stall to exchange fans with others, it is better to say that Qi Xia has now become a completely fair and open "fan trading platform", where everyone can exchange for the fans they want, under the supervision of everyone and a sharp knife, there is no need to worry about being deceived.

"Young man......" An old man walked over tremblingly and took out a handful of "mourning" from his pocket, "I want to change the ...... of "Xi"

"No problem!" Qi Xia nodded, stretched out his hand to take the "mourning", and then handed the old man a handful of "joy".

After many people saw "mourning", their expressions seemed to change, and they also took out their fans, but before everyone could speak, Qi Xia stuffed this "mourning" into his pocket.

There are only three fans left on the field that can be exchanged.

After countless shuffles, it is now "music", "music", and "joy".

"Huh......?" A young man asked puzzledly, "Can't you change that 'mourning' just now?" ”

"I'm sorry." Qi Xia smiled and said, "I just lack that one, you can look at something else." ”

Many people looked stupid when they heard this, but they didn't leave, as if waiting for the next opportunity.

After all, the stall owner of this stall has already got the "mourning" he lacks, which means that the next "mourning" is still ownerless. That's their chance.

The frequency of the crowd swapping has slowed down significantly.

And Qi Xia's goal has almost been achieved.

Judging from the three fans left on the stall, the most on the field today is "music", followed by "joy", and "anger" and "sorrow" should be very few.

After all, "happiness" and "joy" have been put out for so long and no one has replaced them, and everyone is waiting for "anger" and "sorrow".

It can be inferred from this that the person who left should have inadvertently taken away a lot of "anger" and "sorrow".

Since these fans are hidden, no one knows how many there are.

So...... Is someone monopolizing "anger"?

The corners of Qi Xia's mouth raised slightly, it didn't matter at all.

It doesn't matter who is monopolizing, in this game, "monopoly" is undoubtedly the stupidest thing to do.

After waiting for a while, an emaciated man came over, he was holding a broken fan, and asked cautiously, "Brother...... Do you remember me? ”

Qi Xia raised his eyes and saw that this man was the man who had been robbed of two fans and torn one fan apart.

Qi Xia nodded and said, "I remember, what? ”

"I—Can I trade this fan of mine for you?"

Qi Xia naturally knew the man's thoughts, he looked carefully at the man's pocket, and found that in addition to the one in his hand, he actually had a fan.

It seems that he also spent three "Dao" to buy it in the last round.

"Brother, there's something wrong with your fan." Qi Xia said lightly, "Although I set up a stall to do business, it is impossible to do a loss-making business." ”

The onlookers naturally remembered this emaciated man, and he clearly had a broken fan in his hand.

"Brother...... "The emaciated man said with a look of embarrassment, "you can change with me...... You have so many fans, it's not bad for this one...... I don't even know if I can take this fan out......"

Qi Xia only felt that this man had told a joke, which was inexplicably funny.

"yes, boy!" An aunt suddenly spoke, "You have so many fans, why don't you be a good person to help this child in the end, he was robbed of the fan, it's not easy." ”

"yes, yes, we have to help each other to get out."

Many people in the crowd actually chimed in.

It's funny enough to tell a joke alone, but I didn't expect there to be a group performance.

It didn't take long for everyone present to be noisy.

Among them, there is not only the "Virgin of the End", but also a group of villains who take the opportunity to cause chaos.

"Okay!" Qi Xia suddenly shouted, causing the noisy crowd to immediately quiet down, "Everyone is right! We really should help each other. ”

"That's it!" The emaciated man smiled all over his face after hearing this, and kept handing his fan forward, "Brother, you can change it with me!" ”

"Of course." Qi Xia nodded, "I not only want to exchange this one with you, but I also want to change the one in your pocket." ”

After speaking, he picked up the two handfuls of "Le" on the ground, and said lightly: "Either change the two together, or don't change one at all." ”