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  Ma Yi said slowly, looking around, "The observation ability is quite good, but the city is missing. How about you, how about the three people you observed?"

  Speaking of those three people, Xiong Kun smiled, and took out the branch in his mouth,

   "It's not easy."

   "Easy is dead."

   What Fu Anan analyzed just now, they didn't expect it at all.

  Everyone is avoiding stepping on the thunder intentionally or unintentionally. Only the two fools, Fatty and Zhou Fang, will deliberately bump into the muzzle of the gun.

   Ma Yi glanced at him, "Be more specific."

   "Among the three people, at least two are extraordinary." Xiong Kun took a branch and slapped the drooping leaves of the pagoda tree casually, "How many of them did you observe?"

"it's the same."

  Ma Yi said with a straight face.

  If two people talk like this, the pressure will be great.

   They didn't just know each other, but they had experienced a round of games together before.

   In the first stage of the survival game.

   It is not easy to be told by two reserve dealers, it means that everyone is pretending to be a pig.

Right.

  How can a group of inexperienced newcomers come to test the waters in a game where people die at the beginning.

   "Is that Han Yin'er who chases you every day called Brother Ma?"

   Xiong Kun asked jokingly.

  Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives.

  The two of them closed their mouths tacitly, and gave Xiong Kun a tacit look.

   "Brother Ma, Brother Xiong, you are here."

  Han Yin'er looked at the two of them, showing a weak smile and apologizing, "Are you guys discussing something? Am I bothering you?"

"No."

  Ma Yi took out the short branch in his hand,

   "We are old cigarette addicts, looking for something to replace."

   After finishing speaking, Ma Yi also bit the branch in his mouth, and grasped Han Yin'er's shoulder skillfully and ambiguously, "Let sister Yin'er wait for a long time, let's go, brother will take you to find the clue."

  Han Yin'er pursed her lips and gave Xiong Kun a cautious look in her eyes, then obediently followed Ma Yi and left.

   "Brother Ma, Sister Fang's death looks terrible, you will protect me, right?"

   "Of course." Ma Yi hooked Han Yin'er's chin, "You are my brother's sweetheart."

   The two gradually walked away.

  Xiong Kun looked at Han Yin'er's back and shook his head. His gaze was okay, but his looks were a little lacking.

  If Fu An'an did the action just now, maybe he would be really moved.

  But in the present life, beauty is not as important as it.

  Han Yin'er really regards men as lustful.

  Xiong Kun shook his head, threw the gnawed branch to the foot of the tree, and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped.

  As a century-old tree, its surroundings are surrounded by the kind of small red bricks used to build houses.

   It wasn't that much of a concern at first, until he saw the dark yellow dye under the soil.

  Indistinctly, it seems to draw a strange figure.

  Xiong Kun stood up at this time, wanting to see the graphic clearly from a higher height, but the fading is too severe, and it is hard to see what it is.

  He stretched out his leg and carefully kicked a piece with the tip of his shoe.

  The clod with the dye turned over, it is just an ordinary piece of soil.

   It's like the simple and inferior handicrafts made by teachers and children in the classroom, probably just an ordinary teaching material?

  Xiong Kun suddenly realized something—

  The group of kids watching cartoons behind them seemed to have not laughed for a long time.