My Cell Game

An Quantao had only two options left in front of him, either agree to the clown or reject the clown.

Without too much hesitation, An Quantao nodded and said, "Okay, I'm willing to do something for you."

"Haha." Jiang Zuo behind the clown mask laughed, and patted An Quantao's shoulder with satisfaction, "Very well, you are a gentleman who knows current affairs, and I admire you very much. Talking with smart people is really fun!"

An Quantao agreed so readily because he is a smart man and he knows what a clown means.

The clown didn't kill him, but took him to the wilderness just to "negotiate business" with him.

The business has been negotiated, and the cooperation between the two parties is pleasant;

If the negotiation fails, the convenience of throwing corpses in the wilderness will be reflected.

Does An Quantao have a choice? If you promise the clown, you can live, if you don't promise the clown, he will die here.

Life or death multiple choice questions are never difficult.

As for what An Quantao is thinking, does he believe that the blood tide is coming?

To be honest, Jiang Zuo didn't know, and Jiang Zuo wasn't interested in knowing.

Jiang Zuo is not the kind of person who likes to play tricks, and he is not so awesome that he can tell whether a person is telling the truth from his expression.

But what does it matter?

There is a saying - it is enough for me to get your body, what do I need your heart for? Can that thing be eaten?

Whether An Quantao believes it or not, as long as An Quantao does Jiang Zuo's request, it will be fine.

As for how to get An Quantao to do things for him obediently, Jiang Zuo has a lot of ideas.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Zuo took out a test tube containing a helium bowl and titanium titanium from his windbreaker, and handed it to An Quantao.

"Helium Bothite, this is the capital I gave you to survive. Dig a snow pit, fill the snow pit with water, and pour the Helium Bothite in the test tube into it. Then you strip off and jump in to soak in cold water bath."

The clown laughed, his eyes behind the mask fixed on An Quantao.

Verbal promises are not what Jiang Zuo wants. Years of social experience tell Jiang Zuo that verbal promises are no different from farting. He needed An Quantao to use practical actions to complete this multiple-choice question.

After absorbing the helium bowl Yiti with Jiang Zuo's imprint, An Quantao's life has been in Jiang Zuo's hands ever since.

As for whether Jiang Zuo's heart is with Jiang Zuo, it doesn't matter! It is enough for Jiang Zuo to get his body.

"Of course, you can also choose to refuse. My time is very tight, and you are not the only suitable candidate." The clown shook the test tube in his hand.

An Quantao gritted his teeth and took the test tube from the clown's hand.

In fact, absorbing helium and ethyl titanium can also be swallowed directly. However, that method consumes too much, and it is more efficient to take a bath.

Although the best way is to take a bath with distilled water, but right now the two are in the wilderness, there is no way to get distilled water, so they can only make do with ordinary water. The effect is definitely not as powerful as Jiang Zuo's distilled water.

As a result, after the test tube, An Quantao didn't talk any more nonsense, and walked down from the grass by the bridge to the frozen river.

Jiang Zuo nodded in satisfaction. Sure enough, trading with a smart person is a peace of mind. If An Quantao asked Jiang Zuo as soon as he came up, where to get water to make the snow pit, Jiang Zuo would definitely be a little disappointed.

What Jiang Zuo needs is someone with execution ability. He chose an agent to help him solve the problem. If it's a trivial matter, you need to ask Jiang Zuo for help. What's the use of an agent for Jiang Zuo?

Ten minutes later, a snow pit was dug by the river.

An Quantao took out a wrench from the car and smashed it through the ice. He emptied the oil barrel in the trunk again, took out the ice water from the river with the barrel, and poured it into the snow pit.

Under the watchful eyes of Jiang Zuo on the bridge, An Quantao poured the helium bowl and titanium titanium in the test tube into the snow pit, took off his heavy clothes, and jumped into the snow pit filled with ice water on a snowy night. In the snow pit.

From the perspective of a bystander, An Quantao should be shivering from the cold at this moment. But the moment he jumped into the snow pit, An Quantao felt a warm feeling welling up in his heart.

The helium-bowl ethyl-titanium in ice water shone with little fluorescence in the dark night, which is extraordinarily beautiful.

Dots of fluorescent light gathered around An Quantao, being sucked in by his skin inch by inch.

Five minutes later, the helium bowl and ethyl titanium in the snow pit were completely absorbed. An Quantao jumped out from a carp in the snow pit, shaking off the ice crystals from his body.

"Is this really helium-bowl ethyl-titanium?" An Quantao felt the changes in his body in surprise.

He could clearly feel that his physical fitness had risen to a higher level, and he faintly felt like a judge.

At the beginning when Jiang Zuo said it was a helium bowl, An Quantao seemed to believe it on the surface, but he definitely wouldn't believe it in his heart.

After all, helium-bowl ethyl-titanium is a real military pipe product, and the price is extremely expensive, it can be called the most expensive metal compound in the world.

Those who are not members of the royal family or the judges of the CDC have no access to them at all.

The so-called Helium Bowl Yiti, the so-called Judge, and the so-called Blood Tide are too different from an ordinary boss like him, and they are completely different from the same world.

But when he really discovered that the tube of purple semi-liquid was helium-bowl ethyl-titanium, An Quantao suddenly felt that a door to a new world was slowly opening to him.

The clown in front of him can easily give away the helium bowl and titanium. Could it be that the blood tide that the clown said is also true? Is Nanyang City going to end?

Only then did An Quantao carefully recall the various changes that had taken place in Nanyang City in the past few days.

The army closed the city, the highway was blocked, the construction site was suspended, and the gendarmerie was on guard 24 hours a day. The entire city was shrouded in an invisible terror.

"How do you feel? Why don't we come to practice?" The clown chuckled, took a step back, and made a standard kick in martial arts.

"No, no, Mr. Clown laughed." An Quantao was not overwhelmed by the increase in his own strength, he was very aware of the gap between himself and the clown.

"If you use my stuff, you will be mine from now on. Just call me the boss." The clown said.

"Boss, what can I do for you?" An Quantao bowed respectfully.

The stronger he is, the more afraid An Quantao will be of the clown in front of him. After all, the other party felt relieved to allow himself to be a judge, which meant that a judge was nothing in the eyes of the other party. The opponent has enough strength to be so confident.

"I need you to help me investigate the identities of these people. Find out their real identities within a day, and I will go to your office to pick them up tomorrow night." Jiang Zuo said, and handed a list to An Quan Tao.

The people on the file are all potential players in the game. However, Jiang Zuoyin removed the IDs of all the players and only gave the specific addresses.

At the same time, Jiang Zuo also interspersed some irrelevant people in it to confuse An Quantao's sight and try not to let An Quantao contact the cell online.

Seeing An Quantao put away the personnel list, Jiang Zuo waved An Quantao to drive away.

Just as An Quantao was about to drive, Jiang Zuo suddenly stretched out his hand and said to An Quantao, "Wait, I'm doing something for me."

"Boss, what's the matter?"

"Help me catch a mouse, now."