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Chapter 938(2/2)

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At the same time, on the top floor of the Clock Tower.

The gray sky and the huge clock tower formed the background here. On an open gray slate floor, a short figure in a long purple suit stood with his hands behind his back.

His clothes were swaying in the wind, and his soft hair, which was not too long, was messy in the wind.

"You two...came at the right time." The moment he heard the footsteps, Feng Bujue raised his head and looked at the big clock high up, and said leisurely.

Tanlang and Long Aomin, who had just stepped onto the platform from the steps, immediately recognized Brother Jue's back.

"The reason why you delayed us here until midnight..." Tanlang took a few steps forward and asked, "...can you explain it?"

"You can go watch the video after the game." Feng Bujue turned around and replied calmly, "Facing an opponent like you, I have to be more cautious... I will reveal the information to you before everything is settled.

, will increase your chances of making a comeback."

"Haha... What a cruel counselor..." Greedy Wolf added, "But... even if you don't tell me, I can guess a thing or two." He paused for two seconds and then continued, "Right now,

Your teammates are not here, which means they are busy with other things; combined with your forced postponement of the game time until midnight... Can I think... your team has received a 'ritual' similar to the opening cg?

Related tasks?”

"No comment." Feng Bujue was unmoved and responded to the other party with these four words in an unhurried manner. His tone and expression... were completely flawless, making it impossible for his opponent to capture the slightest bit of psychological activity.

"Brother Feng." At this time, Brother Long also spoke, "I won't mince words, let me tell you something real..." He slapped his chest, "Our condition is not bad now, although our physical fitness level is

I am dissatisfied, and my skills have been consumed, but at least I still have 70% of my combat power." He raised his arm and pointed at Brother Jue, "And you are waiting for work, even if you are not at full status, it will not be much different."

"Ha..." Brother Long smiled openly, "Brother Feng, do you think... in this situation, with one against two, how sure are you that you can win?"

"Good question." Feng Bujue said, raising one hand, and a pair of shining poker cards appeared in his hand.

Greedy Wolf and Long Aomin both knew that this was the Death Poker, but the Death Poker at this moment was very different from what they had seen before. The poker that originally glowed with golden light turned into a form filled with "black light".
Chapter completed!
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