Devil Seeds

"Blackjack, betting big or small, or Russian roulette, it's up to you to choose. No matter what you bet on, I will accompany you!" Dabeitou looked at Song Qingwen confidently and said.

In Dabeitou's life creed.

A man can not be lecherous, not good at drinking, not good at food, but it is absolutely impossible not to not be good at gambling.

The so-called bad gambling is just that there is no capital to put on the gambling table.

It is the most fascinating to get something for nothing...even to seek the ups and downs of the mood that changes in the blink of an eye.

"Blackjack betting mentality, dice betting skills, Russian roulette is life betting." Song Qingwen said slowly.

After studying modern civilization knowledge for so long, it is impossible for Song Qingwen to distinguish these three things clearly.

"So you gambled your life?" Big back looked at Song Qingwen and asked, he tore a candy from the palm of his hand, then stuffed it into his mouth and asked.

Song Qingwen shook his head: "No! I bet your eyes can see your complete butt with your own eyes."

The smile on Dabeitou's face froze.

Then he said: "Interesting! Really interesting!"

"Is there still such a gamble?"

"Okay! I bet you."

"What's your bet?"

Asked Song Qingwen with his head back.

"What do you want?" Song Qingwen asked back.

The big back said: "I want your courage. If you lose your courage, you will mortgage it to the castle. From now on, you can only be a coward without courage."

Song Qingwen nodded, accepting the bet.

In the next moment, Dabeitou directly picked up the revolver on the table.

It was a shot aimed at his own chin.

Just like the three gambling methods he proposed can be 'cheated', he can also cheat the gambling method proposed by Song Qingwen himself.

It's just that Song Qingwen's hands are faster than Dabeitou's.

The wind that was compressed to the extreme turned into a severed knife.

Before the bullet hit the lower jaw of the big back head, cut off its head first.

The flying head was raised high, and it saw the headless body that happened to be lying on the gaming table.

The huge buttocks can also be seen.

"I lost!" Dabeitou's head fell to the ground with a snap, and was trampled by Song Qingwen who was passing by.

Dabeitou thinks he is the best at gambling.

So he had to pull Song Qingwen into his own 'rhythm', use what he was good at to restrain what Song Qingwen was not good at.

However, Song Qingwen used his way to give back to him.

He only used one blow of the wind knife.

And this is exactly what Song Qingwen is good at.

Nothing to do with gambling.

The strength and skill of that knife was just right.

Just the right amount of force was causing Dabeitou's head to fly up, and the sharp cut made his brain not lose consciousness due to pain or loss of body supplies.

After passing through the casino on the third floor, Song Qingwen went up to the fourth floor.

There is a large indoor swimming pool on the fourth floor.

By the pool, several beauties in swimsuits with impeccable figures, skin, and appearance were playing in the pool. In the fitness equipment area on the side, there are also beauties in thin clothes and sparse fabrics, who are sweating and doing various exercises.

Under the light, the angular muscles rolled sweat beads, and the fit body exuded a sexy allure, it seemed that people's eyes could not help but stay on them more.

When Song Qingwen walked in, they extended an invitation to Song Qingwen.

This obviously has no effect.

Under the sparkling water, the women had transparent skates between their thighs.

Deadly weapons, hidden out of sight.

In someone's cave, there have long been venomous snakes. The fitness girls also stopped their movements. There were hidden guns and explosives in the sports equipment.

This place is not a fat powder cave, but a white bone cave.

Song Qingwen raised an index finger.

Then point your index finger.

It was like shooting a gun, and the fingers shot out with a strong wind, killing these women before they made trouble.

Song Qingwen didn't see the hidden danger underwater.

But it does not prevent him from clearing these 'obstacles'.

"Tsk! It's getting more and more boring!" Song Qingwen walked slowly past the bright red swimming pool, and let out a mocking sigh.

He even slowed down on purpose.

Give the master messenger behind the castle more time to prepare.

Finally, Song Qingwen came to the fifth floor.

This is already the highest level of the castle.

The castle is huge, but the number of floors is not high.

There seem to be many rooms on the fifth floor.

Song Qingwen didn't open any door, just walked alone in the empty and dark corridor.

The monotonous sound of footsteps hitting the ground and the corridor, the sound would make ordinary people creepy, but it could not move Song Qingwen in the slightest.

He came to the deepest room.

The door of the room opened by itself.

A man in a wine red suit, with dark green curly hair and clown makeup on his face, was playing the piano.

The weird and inexplicably passionate piano sound flowed from the clown's fingertips.

Song Qingwen felt the mania and surging of the 'monster' power in his body.

"Pure black messenger?" Song Qingwen asked.

The clown's piano stopped.

Then he slowly closed the piano cover, pushed aside the stool and stood up.

"Pure black messenger?"

"perhaps···!"

"But I think I am justice! What do you think?" The clown seemed to grin, and asked Song Qingwen back.

He turned his back, facing Song Qingwen, and came to a table.

Then opened a folder.

There is a contract in the folder.

"Hand over anything you hold dear...any one. You can become the master of this castle."

"You can take anything from anyone through a contract, including their lifespan, emotion, and even their soul. You will become a god or a devil... who knows? You can make this place whatever you want .In this castle, any will of yours will be carried out, whether it's food, or guns and ammunition... or something else, something more interesting."

"You will get them all." The clown said to Song Qingwen.

At this time, Song Qingwen revealed his true emotions for the first time.

For the first time after entering the castle, his mood really fluctuated.

"Including large-scale particle colliders, P4-level laboratories, and various high-tech research equipment?" Song Qingwen asked.

The clown was taken aback.

He never expected that what Song Qingwen asked was this.

"perhaps···!"

"Don't you want to try it yourself?" The clown stretched out his hand, pointing to the table and the contract on the table.

Song Qingwen's emotional ups and downs became more intense.

But he calmed down quickly.

"It's corny, but functional."

"To be honest, I didn't use this method much more than a hundred years ago. But I didn't expect that one day, I would be moved by it."

"Some people will believe in the credit of the villains when they see the contract. They believe that with the guarantee of the contract, the villains will keep their promises. But in the eyes of real villains, the contract itself is a trap. Hidden in what appears to be a fair contract."

Song Qingwen walked over and picked up the contract on the table.

Then shake your hand.

The thick paper was torn down the middle.

A thin piece of paper flew down lightly.

"The routine is a bit old, the most important thing is that it works. But the usage is a bit naive, and you still have to learn!"