This is a man with black hair, wearing a black suit. He looks very young, but exudes a mature temperament. He is also very handsome, and he can be very charming when necessary, but at the moment, he just puts on a lazy face, yawns, and ruffles his messy hair in boredom.
Vincent seemed to be waiting for something. He looked at the sky, and his eyes quickly stopped at the sky in the northwest corner. There, there is a cloud, a solitary cloud, which looks so special and bright in the sunset.
Time passed and the sun set in the west. The cloud gradually expanded to the east and west, forming a long and narrow line of haze in the sky, which looked like a row of shoals hanging upside down in the sky.
As night falls, the wind gradually stops, and the calm sea turns dark purple, until a dark red crescent moon climbs into the sky, casting a hazy red layer over it.
"You're here too early." Simon's voice suddenly sounded from behind Vincent.
Vincent did not look back, nor was he surprised at all: "Time is the most indispensable thing for us. Waiting is also a kind of relaxation."
"The teacher's words are always very philosophical." A childish voice came. The speaker looked like a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. He was also wearing a black suit and trousers, and his appearance could be described as delicate. He is handsome, with those exquisite facial features that even women would be jealous of.
"Hehehehe He is just staring at the sky in a daze, but he still pretends to be artistic Hehehehe" Woody's obscene laughter also appeared at this moment.
"Hoo ho" There was laughter again, and a short, fat, penguin-like guy appeared near the four of them, "Vincent, Woody, Simon, Sid." Mr. You's gaze He scanned the faces of the four people one by one, "I am really honored to see all four of them together again."
"Coughcoughif you are not really honored, don't say that." A sickly young man appeared on the sea like a phantom and said to Mr. You.
By his side. There are two other shadows, also in a floating state, standing on the surface of the sea.
"Didn't death come again?" Simon cast his cold gaze on the three figures.
Plague replied: "You know, he has absolute confidence in the target of his bet, so he doesn't pay attention to it at all." He covered his mouth and coughed twice: "After all he chose the [Sky-Swallowing Ghost] Xiao¡¿Ah.¡±
"Heheheyou mean we have to pay more attention to the cards in our hands, right"
A woman next to Plague interjected: "The fact that you let Feng Bujue acquire psychic weapons proves this, doesn't it?"
"Hehe you seem to be very dissatisfied, Mr. Disaster" Woody smiled sinisterly.
"I have already dealt with this matter." Simon interrupted them. In order to prevent these two guys from fighting over a disagreement: "The farce was resolved the day after Mr. You staged it. So, there is no need to argue anymore."
What Simon is referring to is naturally the script in which Feng Bujue meets K3 Hematie. That was the first team survival mode book that Feng Bujue arranged after Death Questions and Answers. As a result, he encountered a derivative that was theoretically almost impossible to encounter multiple times. Obviously, there was someone behind the scenes and Feng Bujue's losses in that script were obvious to all. He almost returned to the state before liberation overnight. This was the price he paid for acquiring psychic weapons prematurely.
"Those things in the past. Don't mention them anymore." Vincent continued Simon's words and said: "Let's get down to business."
"The business is that the person you selected has already understood the [Soul Mind]." Zhan Zhan, who was standing on the other side of the plague, said: "This progress is too fast."
Woody smiled obscenely: "Hehe the guy your plague brother selected has just passed level 30. The summoning specialization has reached B level. Don't you think it's too fast?"
Zhan Zhan's eyeless eyes suddenly appeared: "Don't change the subject, Woody, you know it's different."
"AhI feel like there's going to be a fight" I don't know why. As Sid spoke, he held his arms and shivered: "I hate quarreling the most"
Mr. You was standing aside, watching the four scoundrels from hell and the three knights of the apocalypse at war with each other. On the surface, he was calm, but in his heart, he was gloating about his misfortune, hoping that these guys would turn against him and start fighting.
"Master War, you are right." Unexpectedly, these words came from Vincent himself: "My people, the time to master [Soul Mind] is too early This may not be a good thing." HeAfter a moment, he added: "However, what has happened has already happened and it is irreversible. How to solve it is what we need to discuss."
"Heheheyou said that, you must have a solution that satisfies everyone?" Woody obviously knows Vincent very well.
"My people will not be able to play the game in the next forty-eight hours of real time." Vincent said: "Is this level of concession okay?"
He looked around for a week, but no one spoke. Then, he continued: "If there is no objection" He glanced at Plague: "Master Plague, would you like to go for a walk?"
Plague bowed slightly and said with a smile, "I'm happy to help."
Vincent added: "However, you must also agree to one condition."
"It sounded like a dangerous deal" Mr. You instantly smelled a conspiracy.
"At this moment, except for Simon, who has never placed a bet, the six people you selected can just play a killing game, can't they" Vincent smiled evilly: "My request is very simple. , let them have a fight.¡±
"Humphit turns out that this is the condition." Zhan Zhan was the first to sneer: "It's just what I wantmy chess piece will not lose anyway."
"I'm also happy to accompany you." Disaster continued.
"Since the teacher said so" Sid usually would not object to Vincent's opinions.
Plague and Mr. You looked at each other and shrugged: "Since no one objects"
"Heh heh heh it sounds interesting" Woody smiled sinisterly: "But is this really good?" He turned to look at Vincent: "A game between masters, a death battle beyond the limits. , maybe it will make them stronger Hehe This is of no benefit to you." The lenses of his glasses were still filled with white light, and no one knew what his expression was like at this moment: "What on earth are you doing? What do you want to see from this battle?"
Vincent did not answer Woody. He just faced Simon and said leisurely: "Mr. Referee, what do you think?" (To be continued)