Deadly Poker [Unlimited]

Chi Er and Zhou Qing stood together tacitly, Song Yan still did not move, Chi Er doubted her real purpose of coming here, neither acting alone nor cooperating with anyone.

Zhou Qing: "Go directly through the cabbage field?"

Chi Er disagreed: "It's not a normal cabbage, it's so densely planted, if you step on it, you may be in trouble."

After thinking about it, he thought of a way: "I'll get the bucket, you cooperate with me."

Zhou Qing nodded without asking any other questions.

The person who planned this field probably has obsessive-compulsive disorder. The planting is so neat. The position of each vegetable in the soil, the distance between each row, and even the small intervals between each row seem to have been measured with a ruler, accurate to centimeters.

Chi Er squatted down and made the character "eight" with the thumb and middle finger of his right hand. Without touching the cabbage, he roughly measured the diameter of the scattered cabbage. There are five rows in total, and he can roughly calculate the width of the vegetable field.

He had tested his jumping ability before, and it was not bad, but he was still a little short of stepping over five rows of cabbages. He whispered to Zhou Qing, "I'll borrow your rope for it."

Zhou Qing opened the backpack, she already knew about Chi Er's plan, but: "How do you know I have this kind of rope?"

"I saw it by accident." Chi Er glanced at the short man opposite again, "I will swing the bucket to you with a rope after I pass by, and we will find a way to water it."

The matter is a serious matter, and the method is also feasible, but Zhou Qing thinks it is a bit funny.

No matter how difficult and terrifying the level is, it seems that it is not strange to water the cabbage here.

Just before Chi Er was ready to use the rope to cross, Song Yan, who had barely moved the whole time, suddenly opened her legs and walked towards the cabbage field.

Chi Er stood up at once: "Hello..."

The short man's eyes lit up, and he stared at Song Yan: "Are you here to get the bucket?"

Song Yan's two feet had already entered the vegetable field. The density of the cabbage was too high. Every time she moved, the cabbage around her feet would shake collectively, and two of them had already turned sideways.

The short man seemed very happy, looking at Song Yan with a vaguely terrifying expectation.

Chi Er felt that this was not a good omen, but Song Yan had already reached the middle of the cabbage field.

One foot stepped on the swaying cabbage, and the other stepped forward. Song Yan remained expressionless, showing no signs of worry, and all four of them stared at her feet.

At this moment, the short man suddenly laughed, hey: "You stepped on my cabbage, what should I do?"

Song Yan stood in the cabbage field and looked at him indifferently: "I'll get the bucket."

"I water the cabbage to make them grow better, whiter, and bigger." The short man's mouth fluttered twice, and he couldn't help being happy, "But you trampled it, how can you pay me? "

This tone is like a pervert in some film and television works and novels, Chi Er frowned with an ominous premonition.

"Look at you, you stepped on them before watering the cabbage for me, are you sorry for them?"

Chi Er had goosebumps, and Zhou Qing couldn't stand it.

Not only because of what the short man said, but also because of his tone when he said these words, which was crooked, lingering and ambiguous, like whispers between lovers.

But his lover is Chinese cabbage, which is very weird.

Song Yan ignored him, and wanted to continue walking, her knees turned back and forth twice, her feet couldn't move, as if she was pinned to the ground by something.

The short man sighed regretfully: "You don't feel guilty at all for trampling on my cabbage, and I can't help you either."

It was too late to speak, and Chi Er didn't realize the meaning of his words. Song Yan, who was standing in the middle of the cabbage field, suddenly gave a soft knee and knelt down.

The Chinese cabbage next to her seemed to have come to life, rising upwards at an unbelievable speed, passing over Song Yan's head in three seconds, and then stopped standing upright.

Song Yan's knee seemed to be entangled in something, she swayed her body silently and frantically, but couldn't stand up.

Several raised cabbages turned at the same time and rushed straight towards Song Yan's neck. The wide leaves were like a python, wrapping around Song Yan's neck fiercely.

If Chi Er hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for Chi Er to believe that the vegetables that people usually like would become killing tools, taking people's lives silently.

For more than a minute, several blood stains spilled from the corners of Song Yan's mouth, some of which dripped down her chin onto the cabbage leaves.

The bright red seeped into the emerald green, and immediately dimmed, just like Song Yan's vitality that disappeared in an instant.

The short man ignored the nervous two and sighed: "My cabbage has more fertilizer, not bad."

Chi Er and Zhou Qing glanced at each other, and then they had to be extremely careful.

The rope that Zhou Qing gave to Chi Er is specially made, with special materials at both ends, and it can be firmly stuck to anything after the switch is turned on.

Chi Er tried the rope and felt it was all right. He said "1, 2, 3!" in his heart, and threw the end of the rope towards the wooden door.

The rope passed over the short man's head in a parabolic arc, with the sound of whistling wind, and accurately grasped the top of the wooden door. Chi Er pulled it hard, but did not move.

The short man looked up at the rope and said nothing.

"I'll use this rope to go there, remember to cooperate with me."

"No problem." Zhou Qing did not forget to joke, "Now you start to trust me?"

Embarrassed, Chi Er simply didn't reply. He wrapped the rope around his palm, stepped back a few steps, and visually judged that the distance was right. He quickly ran towards the cabbage field.

Holding Chi Er's backpack, Zhou Qing nervously waited for the right opportunity.

The length of the rope is sufficient, but such a little run-up momentum alone is not enough to send Chi Er to the wooden door.

Halfway through the run, he tugged on the rope vigorously, and his whole body half-flyed up. Seeing the opportunity, Zhou Qing rushed over and blocked the backpack in front of Chi Er before he fell.

The sight was blocked by the backpack, and Zhou Qing only felt that the backpack was subjected to a heavy force. He moved the backpack away, and Chi Er swung into the air with the momentum of the kick just now, and then fell towards the wooden door.

There should be no problem at this angle. Before Zhou Qing could breathe a sigh of relief, he became nervous again.

Chi Er, who was falling, was also very nervous. According to his current speed and angle, he might collide with the short man when he fell, so he shouted, "Excuse me!"

The short man held his head high and refused to move.

He's going to die, Chi Er is about to fall to the ground, and it's definitely too late to change direction. The only way to avoid those cabbage...

With a "bang", the movement was quite loud.

Zhou Qing watched in shock as Chi Er suddenly let go the moment he was about to hit the ground. He stretched out his arms and hugged the short man's shoulders. Using momentum, he rolled to the wooden door together with the short man.

"..."

Chi Er half got up half dizzy, just now the short man was standing too close to the cabbage, he was worried that the other party would give him a back trick after he landed, and he made such a bad move out of desperation.

At least it landed safely.

But: "Can you let me go? Or do you have any obsessions?"

It wasn't until Chi Er realized that the short man was pressed under him, and immediately jumped up as if he was being burned, and he didn't forget to apologize: "Sorry, don't think about it."

Zhou Qing caressing his forehead here is obviously a terrible thing. Why does the rhythm and situation feel wrong? Did the two of them make a mistake?

The short man got up and looked Chi Er up and down: "How are you going to water the cabbage?"

Chi Er touched his nose and said seriously: "Is it up to us to decide to use this bucket, including the water in it?"

"To be precise, it's up to you."

Chi Er frowned.

Short man: "The bucket can't leave my sight, you can ask your friend to come over."

"No need." Chi Er instinctively refused, the two of them can't come together, otherwise if something happens, the whole basket of eggs will be rotten, "I'll come by myself."

Zhou Qing noticed that when Chi Er waved his hand to him, the short man shook his head and seemed to sigh, his tense brain tightened a little more.

Chi Er collected himself and asked, "Should we just pour water on the cabbage?"

"Yeah." The short man replied, "The more water you water, the better the cabbage will grow. Every one must be watered."

This shouldn't be difficult, Chi Er took the ladle floating in the bucket and gently scooped up the water.

The stirred water gave off a disgusting fishy smell, Chi Er froze for a moment, and poked his head over.

With a bright red liquid and a half-familiar and half-unfamiliar smell, Chi Er immediately saw that the barrel was not filled with water at all.

Reminiscent of the cabbage field where red blood can be stepped on, Chi Er held his breath, and looked up at the short man who had been taking a break to look at him. The difference in height made him much taller than him even when he was squatting. : "Do you use this to pour it?"

The short man smiled and nodded.

Chi Er had no choice but to scoop out the blood, brush off the flourishing cabbage leaves, and pour the liquid onto the roots with great care.

The blood was absorbed into the soil immediately, and I don't know if it was Chi Er's hallucination, the cabbage was unexpectedly greener and whiter after watering.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

Chi Er could hear what the short man said clearly, but he didn't want to pay attention, and poured the cabbage one after another.

The ladle was amazing, the handle could be stretched to change the length, and Chi Er used the shortest time to irrigate all the cabbage, including the few flowers in the middle that were pressed by Song Yan's corpse.

Zhou Qing looked nervously at the other side, and the faint smell of blood in the space made her unable to relax, always feeling that something was about to happen in the next second.

Chi Er was not polite, and stretched out his hand: "Give me the card."

The short man didn't move, but asked him, "Is that your lover?"

It took Chi Er a long time to realize that he was referring to Zhou Qing, and shook his head: "No, but what does this have to do with cards?"

"If not, it's fine."

The short man took the card out of his cuff: "I can give it to her."

Give it to Zhou Qing, it's not impossible, but he didn't pay much attention to Zhou Qing from the beginning to the end. Could it be that he fell in love with other girls?

"However, you have to promise me one condition."

Chi Er pointed at himself: "Me?"

Zhou Qing was also curious, what did he want Chi Er to promise, and would he still give her the card?

The short man stared at Chi Er's face for a long while, and Chi Er's goosebumps came out of his eyes. He suddenly softened his voice, and said to Chi Er word by word: "You stay with me, and I will give the card to you." her, get her out of here."

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