Rebel Demon King

Chapter 300 The Deadly Game of the Death Train (7)

(Two-in-one update, there will be another update later)
"Ha~ha~ha~ha~!"

The clown Sith’s weird laughter echoed in the crowded train car during the Spring Festival travel season. He watched Cheng Mo smiled and bent over, then straightened up and stroked his chest with his left hand, shaking his right hand towards Cheng Mo, “Sorry! Sorry I'm not laughing at you, I'm not laughing at you! I just didn't expect that the first person who had the courage to ask me to play games was actually a child"

But suddenly his laughter stopped without warning, he watched Cheng Mo raised his hands, and said seriously in his slightly hoarse voice: "You are braver than most people, really, I I noticed you, you have always been calm, I like a child like you." His fingers twirled a few times at the temple, "I like a thinking child like you!"

Clown Sith put his hand on his waist, then looked at Cheng Mo, and said in a cadenced voice: "Then GOOD BOY, let's see what game you want to play with me, and what kind of bet can you come up with? "

The carriage was silent. The clown’s laughter and words made the cruel and cold atmosphere in the carriage slightly warmer. Those who prayed forgot to pray, those who cried forgot to cry, and those who were still thinking about rushing to the 12th carriage also forgot. No matter how hard they tried, everyone turned their attention to Cheng Mo who was at the back of the carriage, near the junction of No. 13 and No. 14.

At this time, their brains, which had already been stunned by fright, started to function. They remembered that the clown Sith had asked "Is there anyone willing to play games with him?" Everyone had heard this sentence, but who dared to take the words of a lunatic seriously?Who would dare to risk their own life joking with a lunatic?

In fact, Cheng Mo has an advantage over most people. He heard the clown Sith's question from the gangsters on the walkie-talkie as early as in the No. He thought he could afford the ransom, but the price was too heavy, and it meant he had to leave Xie Minyun behind.

Of course, he can also ask the clown Sith to redeem two people to go out, just relying on the BUG skills left to him by his father is enough, but facing a person like the clown who does not play cards according to common sense, Cheng Mo can imagine , when he brought Xie Minyun forward to ask for a redemption, the clown Sith didn't care how much he paid, he just smiled and said to him: There can only be one of the two, let him choose.

People like clowns who like to play with people's hearts love to see the struggle of human nature. He likes to see both the ugliness of human nature and the greatness of human nature. To put it simply, he likes drama.

Cheng Mo couldn't make self-sacrifice to let Xie Minyun leave, but he couldn't just give up Xie Minyun and run away by himself.

He was never a noble man.

Hearing what the clown Sith said, Cheng Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was a great benefit for him that no one in the front car chose to "play games". People like the clown Sith seemed to do things without logic, but in fact The most logical thing is, as long as he understands his psychology and plays what he likes, he will be able to pass the test safely. He is sure, so Cheng Mo asked calmly, "I choose the game? Any bet is fine?"

Xie Minyun noticed Cheng Mo's confidence, but she was afraid that Cheng Mo would have scruples for her, so she held Cheng Mo's hand, squeezed it lightly twice, and whispered in his ear: "It's fine if you can walk , don’t worry about me.” At the end, Xie Minyun added, “If you can leave, so can I.”

Cheng Mo also squeezed Xie Minyun's moist and tender hand twice, but he didn't speak, but just nodded, as if agreeing to Xie Minyun, and as if he believed that Xie Minyun could also leave by himself.

Xie Minyun also calmed down and planned to see what Cheng Mo would do. She breathed a sigh of relief and was sincerely happy that Cheng Mo had found a chance, but she was also worried that Cheng Mo would not be able to pass the test.

As for herself, Xie Minyun has not had time to think
Some smart people also realized that this was an opportunity, and they all looked at Cheng Mo and the clown Sith intently.

What Xie Minyun said to Cheng Mo couldn't hide the hearing of the clown Sith, he looked at Cheng Mo with great interest who dared to ask him a question, "Because you are the first person who is willing to play games with me, so I give you Some preferential treatment, you can choose the game, as long as I think the game is interesting enough, I don’t have to worry about the bets.”

Cheng Mo turned to face the clown Sith. He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "Chess. I'm better at playing chess."

In fact, his heart was beating too fast at this second, far from being as calm as he looked, it was just a habit he had developed over the years that made him look relaxed.

"Chess?" Sith shook his head. "You just picked a game that I hate." He shrugged. "Black and white boards, troublesome rules, and graded pieces. This is really bad." up"

Cheng Mo was already prepared for this situation, he said lightly: "We can play in an interesting way."

"Oh?"

"This kind of play... we can call it the deadly game."

Hearing Cheng Mo say the words "deadly game" in a serious manner, Sith the clown rubbed his chin with his hand, "You have successfully aroused my interest, please explain."

"Each dice represents a real person, I am willing to be the king myself, and find fifteen other dice who volunteer to participate in the game to play against you, then my bet is the lives of me and the other fifteen people"

Although Cheng Mo couldn't see the expression behind the clown Sith's mask, even his eyes, Cheng Mo could see his body trembling slightly, which was a sign of extreme excitement, and a clown scene sounded from the microphone He laughed "haha" in the sound of Bazui, and then said briskly: "Interesting, interesting. Playing chess is interesting in this way. Come, come, I promise you, then hurry up and choose the other fifteen pieces! I have already Can't wait!"

Cheng Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief. This game can be said to be tailor-made for the clown. As for whether he will definitely win, Cheng Mo doesn't know the chess level of the clown Sith, and he is not 2300% sure. The record of [-] points on the professional chess platform Playchess can be regarded as the top of the professional level.

Therefore, the problem of winning is not a big problem. The key is that he has to find fifteen chess pieces. Cheng tacitly believes that this is not difficult. Even being a "soldier" with the highest mortality rate is better than staying here and dying, right?

Cheng Mo didn't do any unnecessary actions, neither sensational nor excited, but asked in a calm tone: "Senior sister, do you believe me?"

Xie Minyun grabbed Cheng Mo's hand and nodded. She didn't expect that Cheng Mo didn't escape alone in such a situation, and wanted to save her. She knew Cheng Mo could win, and she had already developed a feeling for him. Blind self-confidence, but she is not that happy, because not only can she not help Cheng Mo, but also needs Cheng Mo to do her best to save her, so although she is happy to be able to continue to live, she is also a little bit disappointed.

All in all, at this moment, Xie Minyun's inner emotions are very complicated, touched, ashamed, happy, regretful...and some sweetness, so sweet that Xie Minyun actually wanted to feed Cheng Mo a candy in recognition of Cheng Mo's outstanding performance, but this Although the sweetness is profound, it is very dull. For Xie Minyun, the strongest feeling is a kind of powerless guilt.

She could neither save the people around her nor other people. This kind of guilt was gnawing at her heart like a group of carnivorous ants.

Cheng Mo had no distracting thoughts at the moment, he had to fool a few cannon fodder, he turned his head to look at Evans, then turned his head to look at Nicholas and Ivan, and looked around as if he didn't know them at all.

Then he said loudly in Russian: "Maybe some people understand, maybe some people don't understand, but now I tell you, now I have a chance to live, I need fourteen warriors who volunteer to be chess pieces, I can tell you I am called Fatty 123 on the Playchess platform, with 2357 points, and I have defeated Carlson who is a male international master. I guarantee that I can defeat the clown Sith and lead you to live."

While speaking, Cheng silently kicked Nicholas. Nicholas heard the string song and knew the elegance, and immediately raised his hand, and then Ivan and Nicholas's other younger brother Vorobev also raised their hands.

Cheng Mo glanced at Nicholas, and immediately shouted loudly: "We need eleven more."

Then Cheng Mo said again in English that people need people to make chess pieces, and kicked Evans quietly. Evans was not as decisive as Nicholas. He hesitated and glanced at Mrs. Evans, but Mrs. Evans is also very distracted and can't give Evans any ideas at all.

Cheng Mo had no choice but to kick Evans secretly again, and Evans raised his hand and whispered, "I, I."

Cheng Mo ignored Evans, and said loudly and eagerly: "Now there are only eight short, only eight short." In one fell swoop, six positions were lost, and now several more positions were raised around Cheng Mo. hands, some people speak Russian, some people speak English, and they all scramble to choose him silently
In fact, Cheng Mo knows that the chances of these eight people surviving are very small, because they can only become the "pawns" with the highest death rate among the chess pieces. Cheng Mo does not feel guilty about this. It is better to have a chance than no chance. Anyway, they It was meant to die.

Cheng Mo didn't look too much, and randomly selected eight of the people who raised their hands, and then said to the clown Sith, "I've collected sixteen chess pieces."

The clown Sith watched Cheng Mo complete the collection of his chess pieces, and understood his little moves. He raised his thumb to Cheng Mo, "You are much smarter than I imagined. You and your chess pieces can go to the front Here we come, I hope you can defeat me, and then we will have a chance to play the game, and now it's my turn to choose the pieces!"

"It's too bad! I can't speak Russian, and I also need sixteen people who volunteer to become chess pieces. Of course, my chess level is not good, but it doesn't matter if I lose, except for being beaten by this kid." The ones that are eaten, the rest can live on too." After a pause, the clown Sith shrugged his shoulders and said, "Is there anyone willing to bet on the difference in chess level between me and this kid? Or is this kid It is not willing to release water. To give you more chances of survival"

The air was dull, everyone was breathing heavily, those who understood were hesitating, and those who did not understand were asking those who understood what they meant, but no one opened their mouths to explain to them, which made the atmosphere in the carriage even worse. Get anxious.

The clown Sith saw that no one had raised his hand, so he waved his right hand, "I will definitely not force you to die, so is anyone willing to be my pawn?" He pointed to Cheng Mo and said, "If no one , I will let this kid and his fifteen pieces go away."

At this time, everyone's hearts were in their throats, no matter those who were selected by Chengmo or those who were not.

Finally, someone was unwilling to just watch other people leave like this, and raised his hand, and then one by one, some people raised their hands. Some people couldn't understand English, and they didn't know what happened, but they also raised their hands. .

"Oh! Oh! It's really embarrassing for so many people to be optimistic about me, so I will try my best to fight for everyone's chance of survival!" Seeing so many people raised their hands, the clown Sith said happily, "But there are so many of you People, how do I choose? I only need sixteen people. Let’s do this! You guys first rehearse, find the nearest person to single out, rock-paper-scissors, or any other way, until there are sixteen people left.”

After the clown announced, there was another chaos in the carriage. More than 100 people were crowded in the carriage, and more than 30 people raised their hands. They each found someone who was closer to them and discussed what to compare. Some people directly chose rock-paper-scissors , and the winner was quickly decided. As the dust settled for the first pair, someone raised his hand and said, "I won!"

The clown glanced in that direction and said, "Congratulations! You can come to the front!" The other loser shriveled up like a deflated inflatable doll, and then the cries rang out again. One piece, while the one who won was scared to pee, trembling and almost collapsed to the ground.
Seeing this situation, the situation became even more chaotic. A man who had lost rock-paper-scissors saw that his thin opponent was about to raise his hand to say that he had won, so he strangled the opponent's neck in desperation, and then strangled the opponent alive died, and then raised his hand profusely in sweat and said, "I won."

The clown Sith didn't mean to blame the other party's treachery at all, "Congratulations! You can come to the front too." So it was just a game to determine the outcome, but now it has become a force to determine the outcome, cruel and bloody fighting in each compartment of the carriage Corners happen, screams erupt.

At this time, Cheng Mo, Xie Minyun and his chess pieces had already reached the junction of No. 13 and No. 14 carriages, and lined up along the windows, among them Cheng Mo stood at the front holding Xie Minyun's hand.

Seeing the cruel scene in the corridor, Xie Minyun frowned. She looked at the masked face of the clown Sith, bit her lips, and asked angrily, "Do you have any interest in torturing others like this?"

(End of this chapter)