Su Mu became more and more immersed in thoughts.

Since he said that he could do it, he would definitely do it.

only……!

How can this meet this condition?

If he just bets, he doesn't care if he wants to have tens of billions, hundreds of billions or trillions.

Money is a bastard, so you can make money if you lose it.

But now, the bet on life.

Your own life.

Jiang Wangshu's life.

The fate of this country.

If there is a substitute for grandpa, it doesn’t matter.

But even the master has to play, so where does this substitute come from?

If the master wins one game, and the person grandfather Su Yunkai finds one game, he is the most critical third game.

When Su Mu thought about how serious the consequences were when he lost, Su Mu became more and more impatient.

Grass mud horse!

I shouldn't have caused trouble from the beginning.

Why did it become like this?

Seeing Su Mu's extremely embarrassed look, Pei Mingqiu was overjoyed at this time.

Fifteen minutes have passed.

Su Mu had no clue at all.

No one present was staring at the six cups, but his face was full of entangled expressions.

It's obviously a game that is so simple that it can't be solved.

And the matter itself is even more shocking than whether the game can be solved.

Because everyone knows what this game has to do with it.

Yang Jiyou stared at Su Mu, and the happier you were:

"This game is completely unsolvable. Boy, you lose. Before killing you, I will let you taste it with your own hands. What does it feel like to be turned into a eunuch?"

Feng Siming actually sighed slightly and shook his head.

Yu Liuli said coldly with a gloomy face:

"It's not the last time yet, don't be too proud."

Pei Mingqiu actually smiled at Yu Liuli with a lustful smile:

"Woman, I will save your life and your sister's life and play slowly."

Yu Liuli glanced at the other party and said lightly:

"I promise that tonight, you will lose the capital to play forever. By the way, according to Su Mu, that is... you are going to be scolded."

Pei Mingqiu's face suddenly sank, and he gritted his teeth and stared at Yu Liuli, not knowing what was thinking in his head.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Everyone stared at Su Mu nervously.

Su Mu had closed his eyes and was covered in sweat.

what to do?

What to do?

How can I unlock this damn game?

The more he thought about it, the more messed up his brain became.

Now, he is completely trapped in a vicious cycle and has no way to get out of it.

Seventeen minutes!

Eighteen minutes!

Twenty minutes!

Twenty-five minutes!

Twenty-seven minutes!

…………!

…………!

Yang Jiyou stared at Su Mu tightly, and a feeling of great pleasure suddenly rose in his heart.

Su Mu!

You little bastard.

You're dead!

Ding'er, I avenge you for my father's hand.

The closer the time is to thirty minutes, Yang Jiyou feels as if every second seems to slow down.

He couldn't wait to take action.

Feng Siming was holding his hands behind his back, and his knuckles were already pinched to a faint whiteness.

In his life, he has never been so nervous.

Because, he knows the answer to this game.

Back then, he even took three years to unravel the game.

In the end, he had to give up.

But the final answer made him slap himself several times.

He was very afraid that Su Mu would unlock the game at the last moment.

Twenty-nine minutes and fifty seconds.

Fifty-five seconds.

Fifty-six seconds.

Seeing that the second hand was about to approach the specified time of half an hour, everyone's heart was lifted to their throats.

The old man looked at Su Mu calmly, with a smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

However, there was a little indifference and sarcasm in the smile.

Pei Mingqiu suddenly burst into laughter with great pride:

"Su Mu, you lose..."

Just at this time!!

Su Mu quickly picked up one of the cups.

Then……!

boom!!

The exclamation almost overturned the roof.

"No!!!"

Pei Mingqiu was like a little girl who was stripped of her clothes by a group of big men. Her high-pitched screams actually shattered several cups on the table.

Yang Jiwei looked at the broken cup on the table in shock.

Then, he was so angry that his eyes turned dark.

He opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of blood, and fell down straight.

Wang Zong and Ji Lang around him didn't even react and reached out to help him.

Pei Mingqiu looked like a crazy tiger and shouted desperately:

"No... impossible!"

"This is not true, it's impossible."

"I don't believe it, it's not like that."

He stared at the old man in horror and asked in great fear:

"Old sir, he got the wrong answer, right?"
To be continued...