Chapter 492 Jiancun 6
Fu Yizhi smiled slightly when he heard the words, and reached out to pinch Fu Anan's face, "Being more and more cunning."
"This is smart."
Fu Anan broke free from his hand, thinking of the last time he entered the interference game, he added seriously,
"In addition, this type of game is not simple at all, it is very sinister!
It is different from generative games that have a safety period, and people will die from day one.
I said those words just now to pretend to be a fool.”
"Um."
Fu Yizhi nodded, and began to observe the surroundings of the room.
There are mirrors everywhere, no different from his previous room.
"Did you get a hint for the game?"
"Learning from others?" Fu Anan blurted out.
Seeing Fu Yizhi nodded slightly, he understood.
Official dealers get the same tips.
"Only official croupiers have game tips." Fu Anan remembered this important rule, and quickly added to Fu Yizhi,
"You must not expose it."
"Official croupier... I don't know what it can do."
Li Yao was lost in thought, then shook her head again, with a smile on her face,
"Anyway, we don't have the qualifications to become an official dealer, so it's useless to think so much."
"That's right!" Zhang Xiaomiao nodded, "Although those reserve croupiers are powerful, they are also too dangerous, and they are the easiest to be targeted.
It is the safest way to keep things as simple as ours. "
After speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled, as if they were building a solid revolutionary friendship.
A knock on the door outside interrupted their conversation.
Zhang Xiaomiao opened the door, and it was Mo Yu, the owner of the house.
"Sorry to bother you." Mo Yu smiled shyly at the two of them.
Looking at his youthful appearance, Zhang Xiaomiao flicked her long hair, leaned against the door and looked at him,
"What are you doing? Little brother."
Looking at her appearance, as a teenager in the mountains, her face became even redder.
"I, I'm here to inform you that I will have dinner at the village chief's house tonight. Also, do you two have anything else you need?"
Seeing Mo Yu's bewildered look, Zhang Xiaomiao curled up her bright red lips, stepped out of the way,
"We... want to ask about the story of Jiancun, can the little brother come in and tell the sister?"