Girls und War

At this moment, the supporting actress who was full of dirty jokes and had a lot of inner drama suddenly became silent for some reason.

After hearing what Qiqi said, she replied expressionlessly, "What did I say? Tell me how long it's been since my last appearance? Or remember what my last line was? Isn't that a bit too difficult for a washed-up supporting actress who no one loves? Someone like me, who's used when I'm remembered and a nameless 'special forces soldier on the side of the road' when I'm not, might as well stay in the corner and molder like a used condom. I don't deserve to be on stage. I don't deserve it."

"Ahaha, it seems the other commentator is feeling pretty resentful about not being on stage for so long! So let's ignore her for now and focus on the intense competition! Oh? Contestant One has let go of the champion! Is she giving up on this match? Is she giving up? The audience is booing! It seems they're not happy with this outcome!"

Hearing such ridicule, I knew that there was no way I could escape unscathed.

So she could only sweat as she said to Sheng, "Then let's decide the outcome by victory or defeat. Let's compete, and whoever wins gets the final say."

Although she didn't know why things turned out like this.

Sheng tilted his head and said "Huh?" It seemed that he could not give any constructive suggestions.

So Mingming unilaterally decided—

"In that case, let's decide the outcome through a game!"

"Eh???"

1046. I thought it was Gambling Apocalypse, but it turns out to be the daily life of a high school boy?

"In that case, I won't hide it anymore." Mingming saw that the situation was no longer under his control, so he said with a desperate attitude, "Next, let's use the most direct method to decide the winner!"

With a fierce look on her face, she pulled out an exquisite butterfly knife from her pocket, swung it in a beautiful pattern, and then stabbed it hard into the table beside her. She slapped it hard with her hand and said, "Let's try something exciting - piercing the fingers with a sharp knife!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar!

Such a set of postures and movements must have been the result of long-term practice.

It is clear that this set of tactics is undoubtedly regarded as the ultimate killer, the "most ferocious and evil" bluffing tactic of the special forces, used to save face.

I think most people would just say a few perfunctory words after being threatened and frightened by her.

After all, no one really jokes about fingers!

It must be painful when it’s inserted!

And the subsequent actions can clearly provide a hundred ways to go down.

For example, he would say, "You're smart," and then put the knife away and put it in his pocket in one go.

It can not only save face but also give the other party sufficient deterrence.

But, but, the person in front of her was not an ordinary person at all.

When she used common sense to measure Sheng, she had already lost.

So just when Mingming was confident that Sheng would give in, she nodded and replied, "Oh, okay."

"Eh?" Mingming was stunned and repeated, "Okay?"

Sheng nodded again and asked crisply, "You first or me?"

"Huh?" Mingming didn't seem to react.

"Eh eh eh???"

"Ah! It seems that the champion has no intention of rejecting the challenge? Oh my, this way, the competition has a bit of bloody excitement! This cheap life-and-death game has made the atmosphere thrilling all of a sudden!" Kiki also watched the show and added fuel to the fire.

The audience around cheered, whistled, clapped their hands, and started to boo in a military-style manner.

Now, Mingming and Sheng were stuck on the stage and couldn't get off.

Shaoji approached Mingming with sweat on his face and gave her a look, as if to say, if you can't do it, just admit it, life is more important than face.

It seems that the Red Dragon and the Three-Headed Dog are indeed of one mind, and they know each other best what kind of people they are.

But he knew that the reputation of the three-headed dog was in his hands. Some things were more important than life!

So she shook her head slightly towards the roast chicken, indicating that she had to continue this game!

Then, he said to Sheng, "I'll go first..."

As he spoke, he spread his fingers on the table, gripped the butterfly knife tightly, and inserted the tip of the knife into the gap between his thumb and index finger.

It still looks quite decent.

Shaoji was shocked and wondered when this guy actually mastered such a skill?

But did he really master it?

Did she really practice her finger-stab game?

Just kidding! Of course not! Who would actually practice this for no reason?

But Mingming can’t lose now!

If you go up, you might lose a game! But if you are afraid! You will lose your whole life!

So amidst the cheers of the girls around him, Mingming really started to insert the knife between his fingers!

She really started to insert!

"Oh oh oh! We saw contestant number one move! She wasn't bluffing! She...she...eh? She's thrusting so slowly..."

Yes, compared with the extremely enthusiastic atmosphere in the early stage, Mingming's performance seemed extremely poor.

Although the action of inserting a knife between fingers was the same, the interval between each cut was heartbreakingly slow compared to the movie.

In the silence, the only sound in the lounge was the slow "dong, dong" sound of the knife tip stuck in the table.

Shaoji's face turned red, he turned his head away, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Mingming turned his head in anger and looked at the roast chicken with gritted teeth, revealing an expression of humiliation.

Broken! The friendship between the red dragon and the three-headed dog is broken!

Mingming lowered his head and fiercely stabbed the butterfly knife into the table, tears welling up in his eyes.

Although she didn't say anything, everyone present could feel the regret seeping from the depths of her heart.

If she had studied this skill seriously at the beginning, what she would get now is the cheers from the audience.

Rather than the merciless ridicule from teammates.

But at this time, the game was not over.

Because Sheng hasn’t tried this game yet!

If she is stronger than Mingming, then the Red Dragon Cerberus will naturally suffer a crushing defeat.

But what if she is not as good as Mingming?

Does this mean that Mingming is not so embarrassing anymore?

Soon, Sheng took the butterfly knife from Mingming's hand, a "√"-shaped smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a low-key and confident manner, "Then, it's up to me now!"

As she spoke, she put her hand on the table and stood the knife up.

Seeing the sheng like this, the other girls all showed surprised expressions.

From the looks of it, does Sheng really have his own experience with this exciting and bloody game?

Or is it that as a humanoid creature, her control over her own physical strength has reached a superb level?

So much so that she doesn't have to learn much at all and can program her own body behavior like AI?

With such doubts, everyone saw Sheng using the tip of the knife to stab the table and stab it quickly!

The blades flew! The white light of the blades seemed to be accompanied by lightning!

Sheng smiled slightly, as if everything was under control!

Qiqi, also in the commentary booth, said with a hint of surprise, "This is it! Such fast speed! Such professional knife skills! Oh my god! Could it be that the champion—could it be that she…she…did she stab a little too far?!"

Indeed, as Qiqi said, although Sheng's blade stabbed extremely fast, the distance between each stab and the finger was extremely far!

This isn't playing the game of inserting a sharp knife between your fingers! This is playing the game of inserting a sharp knife into the tabletop!

Isn’t this still fear?

Why are you smiling so confidently if you're so scared? Isn't this even more embarrassing?!

But after Sheng finished the long-distance stabbing game, he raised his head, his fingertips trembling slightly as he said, "Hmph, did you see that?"

What did you see? How did you embarrass yourself?

But Mingming smiled knowingly, nodded slightly and said, "You're not bad either."

As he said this, he took the butterfly knife that Sheng handed back to him, and they both showed an expression of mutual appreciation.

What are you doing? Are you playing now?

The onlookers around gradually showed contempt, and it seemed that they also saw clearly the true nature of these people in front of them.

I originally thought I could watch a good show!

What about now? Are you watching a comedy show?

Eh? That seems pretty good.

1047. The Red Dragon Cerberus that Can’t Do Anything

Just as the match was about to turn into a farce, a Doragon suddenly emerged from the corner and sneered at them with disdain, "That's it? That's it? You can even call this a duel? How ridiculous!"

No one knows where this girl came from, and no one knows why she appeared at this time.

But I have to say that Dragon's appearance this time was indeed somewhat appropriate.

She immediately attracted everyone's attention and made everyone look forward to what this guy would do next.

Some newcomers didn't know the name of Doragon, so the veterans next to them patiently explained the history of this former captain of Xia Shu and the development of the Red Dragon Squadron, the predecessor of the special forces.

The captain, nicknamed the Foul-Mouthed Dragon, also quite enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention.

It seems that she has not appeared in everyone's vision as a senior leader for quite a long time.

So at this moment, she suddenly became full of energy and vigor, as if she had suddenly found herself again in this theatrical entertainment program.

Before Qiqi could start explaining, Xiaotang spoke up first, "The old lady guarding the gate suddenly appeared. What's she going to do next? A striptease or an egg stuffed in your anus? If so, your trip won't be in vain!"

Hearing Xiaotang's provocative tone, everyone began to speculate whether she had some irreconcilable personal grudge with Doragon.

But Xiaotang's actual idea is very simple. She really hates the fact that a character whose story is not as good as hers in all aspects has an appearance rate far higher than hers.

When it comes to actual combat capability, attention in novels, beauty, intelligence, and the love from authors and readers - in what ways can Doragon compare to me, Xiaotang?

But she just keeps showing up in various occasions, and Xia Shu will never forget her existence!

Is it because she is the old captain?

Is the old captain so important?

Why is there so much injustice in the world?

Why am I not the second female lead?

why why?

With such resentful thoughts, Xiaotang is quite dissatisfied with Doragon and other veteran characters like him.

It's like a character carefully constructed by an author is not as good as those casually created funny characters in various voting rankings.

In the face of Xiaotang's aggressiveness, Doragon surprisingly showed an extremely generous side.

She smiled at everyone and then said, "That's not how you play this game. Now, let me teach you the correct solution!"

As he said that, he took the butterfly knife from Mingming's hand and placed his hand on the table confidently.

Seeing this scene, all the team members showed surprised expressions.

It seems that after several twists and turns, we can finally see a serious knife-stabbing game?

That's good, otherwise if they always have funny scenes, people will think that the special forces are very unprofessional and bloodless.

This will further weaken the prestige of the special forces themselves and make everyone lose face.

So everyone looked at Doragon and gave her enough respect and expectations.

And Dragon, in this anticipation, slowly raised his knife-holding hand...