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"But you all agreed just now."

The young man tried his best to argue: "Even you were here just now, but you"

Seeing that the people around him seemed to be lost in thought, Bai Bian said lightly: "Who is there? Who agreed with you to kill? Is it you?"

Bai Bian asked a person who looked in his direction.

The man was stunned, his eyes flickered, and he shook his head: "I didn't say anything."

Bai Bian turned to look at another woman: "Are you the one who asked him to kill someone? That child is so innocent. I will find his parents. His parents must be very heartbroken. His child is still so young. He might still be able to survive." Become an extraordinary person."

The woman was stunned, thinking about the trouble she would encounter if the child's relatives came to find her. She shook her head decisively: "No, I didn't say anything. He pulled the control lever himself."

"That's you." Bai Bian looked at the others.

These people lowered their heads when he glanced around. Perhaps in their eyes, he was right to have saved many people, if no one mentioned the child's family or witnessed the child's tragic situation with their own eyes.

Maybe they would side with that young man, but as long as they are in trouble, their first thought is always to take themselves out.

But human nature is complicated, and some people still tried to speak for the young man: "But he saved sixteen people, you can't say that about him."

"Really?" Bai Yi asked with some confusion: "In other words, do you think that just because you saved sixteen people, you can give up one person's life at will? Have you ever asked for that person's opinion? If that person is you, Do you think so too?"

The man's face turned red, but he still retorted: "Of course, even if it were me, I would do that, and I would become a hero!"

There was some approval in the eyes of the others, and they looked at Bai Bian accusingly, as if they wanted to say something.

But the white epidemic did not give them a chance to blame: "Okay, I made a note of it. There are many patients in a hospital in the center of my city, and the organs of these patients are close to necrosis.

But they are all ordinary people. Golden Transcendents will not look at these ordinary people, and you are also an ordinary person. Are you willing to donate your organs to save them? "

Bai Bian stared at the messenger of justice. His face turned even redder, but his eyes began to dodge: "I, I."

"Your heart can save one person, your kidneys can save two people, your liver, brain, lungs, bone marrow, and even blood and skin can save many people. Are you really willing?"

Bai Bian looked at the other people who were about to speak: "Or are you willing? If you are willing, we can sign a liability exemption agreement on the spot. I will contact that hospital now, and then I will admit that I was wrong."

These people lowered their heads again, and even when Bai Bian looked at these people, the red-faced messenger of justice shrank behind them.

Bai Bian's eyes hidden under his hood looked at the bewildered young man.

Before he could speak, someone suddenly spoke: "He is the murderer. He killed the child with his own hands!"

Bai Bian's half-face hidden under his hood smiled, and this voice was the voice of the messenger of justice just now.

He was now hiding behind the crowd, covering his face and roaring with all his strength.

The young man was confused. He didn't know why he was still being blamed when he clearly saved someone.

The crowd became more and more turbulent. The person who was originally thought to be a hero had a stain. When someone magnified this stain, the hero ceased to exist.

No longer needing Bai Bian to take the lead, in order to avoid their own troubles, these people began to spare no effort in blaming young people.

They even came to the front of the white epidemic.

Bai Bian watched as the man was gradually overwhelmed by everyone's accusations, and the surrounding environment gradually became darker.

A trace of decay came, and Bai Bian looked at the devil with a gloomy face in front of him with a smile.

"You broke the contract!"

Eugene said without hesitation: "That person's speed makes it impossible for him to touch the control rod!"

Bai Bian was a little surprised: "Huh? How is it impossible? Do the rules say I lose?"

Eugene's face completely lost all elegance, and the evil hidden in hell appeared. He said very gloomily: "You must have lost, I saw you using the potion!"

"That's what you're talking about." Bai Bian shook the syringe on his body: "Adrenaline, known as Little Superman's medicine, the speed increases after one injection, but it is not an extraordinary medicine. How about you get a pig? , can I extract some for you with my bare hands?"

Eugene was silent.

The terrifying legendary power in his body exploded, and a huge pool of blood appeared in the void. It was slowly compressed and finally packed into a small box with a diameter of ten centimeters.

"you win."

He said with some difficulty that the only way to win was found.

He even made precise calculations about this game. Every time the player did not make a choice after entering, those people would miss the joystick by a hair.

Then this group of people will turn around and blame the player who did nothing, causing the player to lose the game.

Those people are the manifestation of the rules of hell. If the player is stimulated to show any extraordinary fluctuations, then the player will still lose.

The must-win game was now lost. In addition to murderous intent, the look he looked at Bai Bian also contained a strong sense of solemnity.

The player this time is not a good person.

Bai Bian didn't care about the devil's psychology. He said with a smile: "Mr. Devil, raise your bet."

Bai Bian said as he took out his own things, five space rings, and Bai Bian wiped out the aura that belonged to him, so that the space rings could be opened as long as there was any extraordinary power.

And he pressed on the blood pool he just won and his own soul.

"What do you want?" Eugene's face was completely expressionless, his black and white eyes turned scarlet, and his whole person's temperament became evil and wanton.

Bai Bian snapped his fingers: "Value balance."

Buzz~

In the void, the scales belonging to hell appear. Hell allows the devil to formulate the rules of the game, and of course it will also give players some invisible benefits.

The value scale can measure the value of items. The other party must give something of the same value to start the second game.

Bai Bian put his hand and the object on one end of the scale. The scale on his side slowly tilted down, while the other side tilted high.

White Blight knows the rules and wants to kill the devil, so he will get the maximum benefit during the game.

The act of erasing the aura of the space ring is to let the rules regard the contents of the space ring as chips in this game.

What's in Bai Bie's space ring?

Hundreds of millions of gold-eating insects, hundreds of thousands of magnetic machines, large soul crystal cores, hundreds of tons of precious metals sold by the gram, soul crystals worth millions and a lot of knowledge.

Not to mention too much, just based on the materials, this space ring contains a huge wealth of tens of billions.

This wave may have hollowed out the Eugene Devil. Bai Plague used almost all the minerals in Tobu City to gamble against this Devil.

If I hadn't pretended to be a novice in the first game and tricked this guy into starting a multi-game system, this devil would have had to take off his pants in the first game.

Eugene's face looked ugly. After a long time, the scarlet color in his eyes faded and turned into black and white again.

He regained his grace: "Of course, respected Mr. Human, this is in line with the rules of the game."

As he spoke, his powerful legendary power emerged, and a feather exuding powerful black energy appeared and slowly landed on the scales.

But the scales on the white plague side did not move at all. Eugene paused and his pupils shrank. These were the feathers of a fallen angel, from ancient times, with the aura of God on them.

Doesn't this actually balance the value?

Eugene thought for a while and continued to take out things. Two dark purple objects with a diameter of five centimeters and a brilliant light appeared on them. They were soul crystal cores (large).

The small soul crystal core is ten centimeters in diameter, about the size of a fist, roughly like a big apple. The diameter of the soul crystal core is twenty centimeters, as big as an adult's head.

The soul crystal core is large but very small, but its color has changed from faint blue to deep purple, but its value is very high. A small soul mineral vein can only produce at most one soul crystal core.

There will be no more than three large ones.

The federation's pricing of soul crystal cores is purely welfare, and only those who have made great contributions to the federation can be eligible to purchase.

Other forces' prices for soul crystal cores are ridiculously high. After all, they represent the purest soul energy in the world.

Anyone from gods to bronze can use this thing.

Ding ding~

Two soul crystal nuclei fell into the scale, but the scale did not move at all.

The grace on Eugene's face froze slightly, but he still didn't say anything and continued to take out things.

Evil black crystals, a transparent liquid, numerous soul resources, minerals, and massive resources were put on the scale.

As an evil god's tail finger appeared on the high scale, the balance finally shifted.

Eugene became completely expressionless. He took off his jewelry without hesitation and put it on the scale. When he finally put the necklace with a black angel on his neck, he also put it on the scale. .

The scales finally reached a balance.

Eugene asked calmly: "Can we start the second round?"

Bai Bian smiled: "Of course, we can start at any time."

Eugene nodded and said extremely calmly: "In the second round, there is no need for choice or illusion."

Eugene said, stretching out a hand, and a huge consciousness appeared in the sky, slowly condensing into a revolver covered with patterns.

As the revolver slowly fell, two chairs and a table appeared.

On the table, there were only six bullets quietly bunched on it.

"Hell's revolver ignores all blessings of fate and luck. You can choose bullets, one to three. Whoever gets shot loses."

Eugene understood that this guy was coming for him. Any selective game was meaningless. Only this kind of game that relied purely on luck could win, at least on the surface, it could be fair.

There was still an unchanging smile on Bai Bian's face. He took the initiative to sit on his seat, picked up the firearm on the table and began to inspect it.

[The gamble of fate has begun. You can choose up to three bullets. After the number of bullets is selected, the bullets will appear randomly in the six bullet slots. Both sides of the game shoot alternately. You can also choose to shoot at the opponent or against each other. Shoot yourself.

If you fire an empty gun against the enemy, it will be the opponent's turn. If you fire an empty gun on yourself, you will skip the opponent's turn and continue to fire the next shot. The person who is shot will lose the game.

As the challenger, you get to choose who gets to shoot first. 】

Gorgeous subtitles appeared between the two of them in the void.

Eugene put his hands on the table and stared at Bai Bian closely, waiting for his choice.

Bai Bian picked up the bullets and placed them next to the gun, one, two, and three.

As the bullets disappeared, the cylinder of the revolver was slowly sealed, preventing all prying eyes from seeing the scene inside.

"Who comes first?" Eugene asked calmly.

"I'll go first. After all, I have suppressed my soul." Bai Bian said with a smile, looking a little relaxed.

Eugene pushed the gun towards Bai Plague with calm eyes. This was the first time he had played this game in thousands of years. He did not believe that anyone could beat him through pure luck.

Bai Bian stroked the gun and suddenly said: "Mr. Eugene, who do you think I should give this shot to?"

Eugene was silent without saying a word, and just looked at Bai Bian quietly, neither elegant nor irritable, just staring into Bai Bian's eyes so calmly.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Bai Bian felt a little bored: "Tsk, it's boring if you don't even interact with me. I still like your elegant look."

Bai Bing said and shot himself in the head.

Click~

The sound of the firing pin emptying sounded, and the gun was safe and sound.

Bai Bian looked at Devil Eugene with a smile. What is the Devil's game?

Is it really fair game?

Maybe, the game itself is fair, but this game is unfair.

Because it is true that no one, including God, can see through the revolver nest of the evolution of the rules of hell.

If this was just a simple revolver, Bai Plague could only really rely on luck and bet his life with this devil.

But the devil is the maker of the rules of the game, which in itself is unfair.

Just like in the first round, any choice you make will result in a loss.

The same is true for the second round. Only when the challenger holds the pistol in his hand can he have a chance to win. This is also a way to survive in the rules.

The devil relies on this kind of game to quickly increase his strength, which means that he is sure to win any game.

Therefore, the pattern on this gun clearly indicates which bullet contains the bullet.

Therefore, unless you encounter players who dare to try, almost no one can really defeat the devil in this game.

Unless you gamble with the answer like the White Plague.

Click~click~

Bai Bian shot himself twice in the head, and there was still the sound of the firing pin hitting the air.

This shows that the next shot must have bullets!

Eugene's expression changed completely, and there was a terrifying aura on his body, which came from the power of the legendary terrifying rules, but in the rules he made himself, he could not attack the white plague in any way.

The devil likes to see people in despair. According to the rules, even if a strong person who is much stronger than them enters the game, they can only be furious at his incompetence.

This kind of despair should only be experienced by challengers, but now it has been completely passed on to the devil.

This is the fairness of the devil's game. There can be no bets that must be lost, and no one can violate the rules of the game under the supervision of hell.

Even if it is an extremely powerful devil.

The smile on Bai Bian's face remained as he pointed the gun at Eugene: "I'm sorry, I still win this round."