Arad's crooked savior

Chapter 3340 The Dice of Doom

The captain threw her dice casually, and the positive number was four. Although it was not five or six, it was undoubtedly a larger number according to the preset rules, symbolizing good luck.

"Good luck." Freese praised, raising his hand to get the dice.

At this time, the captain narrowed his eyes slightly, quickly reached out and snatched away the dice, and threw them again several times. The points were one, two, and five.

She was repeatedly confirming that there was no hidden problem with the die and that it was a truly ordinary die that relied on randomness to determine the numbers.

"Then it's my turn."

Frese reached out and picked up a dice about the size of a fingertip, placed it in the palm of his hand, then tilted his palm, letting the dice roll down and bounce around on the table several times.

The number of heads up is one.

"Ah……"

With a hint of ridicule on his lips, Freese picked up the dice again and threw them several times in various ways. Without exception, the result was one, two, and three, which was considered bad luck according to the pre-set rules.

"This is the first time I've seen him. It's really unfortunate. I sympathize deeply." The captain put away his slightly unsightly legs and stood up, showing respect for Frese's fate.

She knew that there were some casino masters who could control the dice points through subtle techniques and cheating props, but this was obviously not the case now. The dice were just ordinary dice, and the throwing method was very casual, and there was no sign of magic manipulation.

After a moment, the captain withdrew his eyes from the dice and reminded: "But it's time for you to leave. The Demon Strike Team is very sensitive to your misfortune. I hope you respect everyone's lives."

"My unique misfortune will not be contagious as long as it does not touch my body directly." Frese sighed and put away the small dice on the table. He was not surprised to be driven away.

"I know, and I believe what you say, but heart disease is hard to cure."

The captain issued a strong eviction order. Your bad luck just proves that there is a force affecting your "luck". It exists and is an unstable factor that cannot be controlled.

I can't joke about the safety of the Demon Strike Team.

Frese bowed slightly and said in greeting, "You are the first lady to take the initiative to sit in front of me. I hope my bad luck will not trouble you."

"How could it be? Who can criticize you for your natural constitution?" The captain did not feel disgusted at all, but showed a tolerant smile.

Friese pulled the collar of his white coat, as if to cover his face. Without saying anything more, he stood up and walked out the door. Wherever he walked, the hunters subconsciously stepped back a little distance, as if they were hiding. A god of plague.

The captain kept his vigilant gaze on Fris until he was sure that he had left the gate of the Demon Strike Team and disappeared into the street. Then he looked back and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she suddenly raised her eyebrows, turned half of her body, and rubbed her slender fingers vigorously, as if to rub away some dirt and dust.

"Wash your hands immediately with disinfectant. No, take a bath and put some clear grass juice that has a purifying effect."

The captain hurriedly prepared to leave, but the moment he turned around, his steps suddenly stiffened, because at the door of the demon strike team's hall, there was a very young man looking at her, with a smile in his eyes as if to say, "I see." It’s down to your little moves”.

Ye Lin heard from Celia that the champagne lady had mysophobia.

Well……

The captain who discovered the little secret was stunned on the spot. She was extremely embarrassed for a moment, and her beautiful face was stiff. She had only shown her openness and tolerance to Friss half a minute ago, which made the other party respect her. With gratitude.

In the blink of an eye, as soon as Friss left, she secretly rubbed her fingers that had taken the dice. The key was that this series of attitude changes and small actions were discovered by others.

If word gets out that the captain also discriminates against those who are born with misfortune, then the gentle, open-minded and generous image she has worked so hard to build will be ruined.

The captain quickly visualized the image of the other person in his mind. Although he was wearing a hat and a mask, covering half of his face, you could tell from his body shape and temperament that he was a young man. His black eyes were deep and bright. He was smiling, and the hair that was not covered by his ears was also black.

Hiss~

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is no such number one person in the Demon Strike Team.

It's bad. As the captain, we can't suppress him and tell him to stop talking nonsense.

The commander-in-chief suddenly thought and had an idea, and took the initiative to walk towards Ye Lin, who was wearing a hat and mask.

Her image is dignified and beautiful, with exquisite facial features, charming figure, and various charms. Every move she makes strongly attracts the hunters in the Demon Strike Team Hall. Many men's breathing slows down unconsciously, and so do the female hunters. Showing admiration and envy.

"I'll buy you a cup of coffee." The captain looked at the man who was still wearing a mask.

Wow~

In an instant, the hall of the Demon Strike Team was like water dropping into a frying pan. There were many voices of shock and discussion. Unfriendly eyes were staring at Ye Lin like hungry wolves, wanting to take off his mask to see what happened. What kind of person can win the favor of the captain?

The captain's garnet-red eyes suddenly glowed with light. She used some kind of rare clairvoyance technique, which allowed her to see people through walls, see through everything, and detect disguises.

"Strange, looks familiar~" the captain whispered in her heart. She was sure that this was the first time she met the man in front of her.

"You still have something to do, okay." The captain's mouth curled up a little, nodded, and without giving him a chance to answer, he turned around and left the hall of the demon strike team.

She didn't need to warn the other party to "stop talking too much", smart people would understand what she meant.

And after she just messed it up, no one would believe or care about what the other party said, "The captain dislikes people with bad luck."

…………

In the white porcelain bathtub with slightly hot steam floating, the water was put into the three-quarter position, and then a drop of transparent grass juice was added, and a quiet and clean charm emerged and filled the room.

A body was as white as winter snow, flawless, with high and charming breasts and hips. When lying in the bathtub, the three-quarter water line slowly rose to a state of almost overflowing.

A few minutes later, the captain suddenly opened his eyes, "I remember, I saw him in the newspaper, adventurer,"

…………

Fries left the headquarters of the Demon Strike Team, looked at the dazzling sunlight in the sky, pulled his collar up, turned around and walked to another street, another direction.

Ye Lin, who was a few steps late, did not lose him. He found that the place where Freis was going was the slum, and it was the slum transformed from the small square where Zenas was.

Ye Lin did not follow him in, but waited outside. A few minutes later, Freis was driven out by a group of emotional people. Some people even picked up a dagger to threaten him and asked him to get out.

"Play dice?" Ye Lin fiddled with an ordinary six-sided dice in his hand and squinted at Freis who was driven out.

Without waiting for Freis to refuse, he explained his rules, "Four, five and six are bad luck, one, two and three are good luck, let's try it."

"Okay."

Fries would not refuse to play dice with others, even if the result is often destined.

Ye Lin hid the influence of all his abilities, including the supremacy of the power of the God Realm and the good luck he got from using Hiat too much, and randomly threw the dice several times, with the points being one, two, and six.

Fris took his dice and threw it three times, with the points being five, five, and four.

"Heh... I've tried them all." Freis was not surprised at the three numbers at all, and said self-deprecatingly: "Whether it is a six-sided dice, a twelve-sided dice, a twenty-sided dice, etc., as long as the range of bad luck is determined in advance, I will always hit it."

Ye Lin nodded to show that he knew, and asked: "Let's not talk about your bad luck for now, why do you spread the belief in mirrors in the slums, and what good does it do you?"

"Mirror..."

Fris's eyes were briefly confused, and then he said subconsciously: "I threw the dice in front of the mirror, and then the me in the mirror threw the opposite number of me."