One Punch Supermarket Salesman

Another beauty patted her plump chest, her face pale and said, "Wow! I was scared to death! I was scared to death! They finally got the wrong answer!"

"What's this, but if I go there, it must be better than them!" a man yelled.

The white man next to him sneered and said, "Heh! New here, there are very few people who can last for more than twelve minutes in Mr. Chatterley's "wisdom space". These three people have some abilities to live up to now. If you don’t believe me, try it!"

"You dead white pig, you rubbish don't know these simple math problems and logical reasoning problems. I'm not the same as you. Our basic mathematics achievements far exceed yours."

"Do you have the guts to say it again? Is this provoking Mr. Chatley? Of course there are many gentlemen here?" The white man grasped the question in his words.

The Asian man is naturally not stupid at this level. He immediately corrected his mistake: "Only a stupid person like you can be called a pig by me. The gentlemen present here are all intelligent people. How can you On a par?"

The two were at ease, and everyone else was watching the excitement. Such dialogue would add some fun to the party.

Watching the performance of the two of them after a false alarm, the corners of their mouths burst into bright smiles. He set a lot of punishments to scare people, just to see the appearance of these players.Seeing these scholars who are usually sophisticated and organized, or those who are majestic and accomplished, shivering in front of his own games, he will feel an indescribable pleasure in his heart.

Twelve minutes, I really hope they can hold on for longer, because the more they get behind, the more desperate they will...

On the deck, some mercenaries looked sad, because Stark and the others persisted for too long, and many people have lost money.

"It's the banana boss who is good, early insight into the opportunities." The person who pointed out the banana before complimented.

Banana is also proud and taught like a teacher: "If you usually do more preparations and do more analysis, you will find that this kind of gambling is just a problem of probability, and there are still traces to follow. Just find the one with the highest probability of winning. Uh, hum..."

"Boss Banana is right. I need to give more pointers to my little brother in the future!" The little brother put himself in a very correct position, and finally he wanted to notice a problem, "But, boss, why does this man sit there stupidly? Well, he is a doctor of law, if he also participates, won't they answer questions faster?"

Banana had also noticed this phenomenon before, but he didn't want to understand. After the younger brother reminded him, he was puzzled and suspicious again.

Why didn't they let this man join in answering questions? In this game mode, one more person is more power.

Behind the fact that people give up their immediate interests, they must be pursuing greater interests. In this way, this man will definitely be the key to their actions.

"Andy, have you noticed anything strange about this man? He has been sitting on the ground and there is no response. I think there is something wrong with it." He pointed to Lin He on the screen and asked.

Andy saw the three of them survived for twelve minutes, and he was in a good mood: "Oh, what's weird about this, maybe he is the most stupid. He can't do anything, so he can only sit there in a daze.

When Banana heard the words, he knew that Andy was happy now. He definitely didn't take what he said in his heart, so he didn't expect him to find anything.

He picked up the information about Lin He next to him again, and began to examine it carefully, even putting the video aside for now.

"Come on, kid, come and watch with me, and find out what's wrong."

Banana also realizes that a person's power is limited after all. The kid beside him is quite alert, and he can notice some details and ask him to help out.

"Good!" He immediately leaned to the banana.

Chapter One Hundred Seventy One

The time passed by every minute, and the three of Lin He had already spent 23 minutes in the secret room.

"Boy Linhe, hasn't he done it yet..."

Yingsen panted: "We may not be able to last for five minutes... I didn't expect that the shrinkage of the wall was just the result of not answering the question. I didn't expect that it will be the same if I answer the wrong question now..."

Although the walls have changed from before, they have not shrunk to the point where they cannot stand.But the most deadly thing is that only one side pierced the Western sword before, and now there are also two sides pierced with the same weapon.

And these Western swords are all with red and black bloodstains, and I don't know when they stayed.

It is precisely because of the appearance of these weapons that the space available for the three people has been greatly shortened.

Except where Lin He was sitting, there was only room for the two of them to stand.

"Yeah, if we are unlucky, we may die in the next question." Stark leaned against the only wall without weapons.

The questions they answered have always been a normal majority, so in 20 minutes, they still have a great advantage and basically answered most of the questions.

But twenty minutes later, the situation suddenly changed.

None of the questions they encountered came up.

such as:

In which period was Cao Cao a character in the Chinese Kingdom?

Where did I learn to ski?

Who is the fifth prime minister of England?

How many years is the history of Russia?

...

Such a question, unless he has a computer at hand, it is absolutely impossible to answer it.

At the beginning, I saw the hope of life, and then hit you directly into the depths of hell.

The two of them are like puppets, played between applause.

Stark looked at Lin He, and he vaguely felt that Lin He's body seemed to radiate heat. He should have encountered a great crisis and did not know when he could overcome the past.

If he still can't figure it out, it's really over.

Boy Linhe, come on!!

On the other side, Chatterley raised his hands and mobilized the atmosphere: "Now is the time to decide life and death. From setting up this game to the present, no one has been able to last twenty minutes. So to celebrate today, I added Set up a gambling game and bet on how many rounds they can make! Everyone quickly chooses and determines the bargaining chips on their own instruments. Once they are confirmed, they will not be changed again! As for the rules, the same as before, as usual. change!"

"Hurry up! I think they will hold on for another round at most! I have to make a choice quickly, otherwise it won't be counted when the time is up!"

"Only one round... are you sure, Mr. Cod?"

"Give it a try, anyway, you lost last time, maybe this time you can succeed!"

"Miss Georgina, you chose three rounds, the same as mine, but I don't have as much money as you, and only bet one million."

"Hehe, it's just for fun anyway, money is not that important to me..."

...

On the deck, Banana studied Lin He's information almost word by word, and refused to let go of any detail.

After reading it again, he still had no gain.

"Boss Banana, I always feel something is wrong when I say here. Didn't he grow up in the United States since he was a child? How come he likes to eat all Chinese food..."

Banana shook his head. This cannot be a reason to doubt him. Chinese Americans have a natural tendency to eat Chinese food in their blood, and eat Chinese food...

and many more!

He grew up in the United States, so what happened to his parents? Why is it not detailed here!That's the problem. His parents' introduction is really lacking!Logically speaking, their mercenary group has a high-ranking helper in the CIA. It doesn't make sense to only get so many, it should be more detailed!