Fading God Card

Chapter 254: Dealer, I'll Hit Your Horse, Do You Make It?

"Crap! Why are you pulling the trigger again?!" Li San covered his head in despair.

It takes 3 crystals to activate it, but his crystals were emptied when he summoned Ge Dali, and even if he had crystals, it was meaningless to use the bottom of the pot!

Everyone's card group was destroyed by me, and there was nothing to steal!

snort!

"It's okay, I, I can continue to suffer!"

Jiang Wenming beat Li San hard again and again, and he had to say that Li San was worthy of being a mature dark duelist, knowing how to protect himself as much as possible in this situation.

When he curled his whole body into a ball, his hands were smashed to the point of breaking and he didn't let go of his covered head. From time to time, he rolled and twisted his body crazily, making it impossible for Jiang Wenming to hit his head accurately.

In this way, Jiang Wenming's damage was reduced.

From the original dozen to the normal five or six o'clock, I can dodge from time to time.

Although my whole body was sore, I was finally able to endure it for a while.

"Come on, the third draw! If I don't believe it, I can't draw... stupid! What a stupid system! The dealer will hit your mother, you know?!"

Li San, who felt that his shoulders and butt were about to bloom, saw that there was another card in his hand, and Li San wanted to cry without tears.

What about the two-thirds chance?

I have smoked three times, why didn't I touch one?

I obviously washed my hands before playing this time!

This unscientific!

"Again...Again...Gah!"

Bang bang bang!

"Oh, I don't believe it, here comes the food! Uh..."

"Also, I can still smoke..."

Looking at the heap in his hand, and feeling Jiang Wenming's vigorous beating, Li San's eyes were blank.

"Mom... am I too bad, why does God treat me like this... hey?"

Li San's eyes suddenly lit up with only about 30 blood left, and he saw Ge Dali in the middle of a bunch of dredging.

"No! No! I have crystals now, and I can summon that card again! Hahaha, just summon it! It's me who wins!"

But before he could summon the card, Jiang Wenming stopped and snapped his fingers.

With a whimper, a rickety skeleton appeared in front of Li San.

"Um?"

Li San was shocked on the spot.

Oops, the skeleton is a stand-in for the opponent, and it was dead in the first place, and now its time to resurrect is over!

"No, there is still a chance! It's just that the statistics look good, but the reality is scum, and I can still win!"

"Bastard, is it fun to beat me? When the meeting is over, you see, I won't draw all your friends to the dark duel to kill them one by one! Today's hatred, I will never end with you! Summoning..."

puff!

-298!

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone just watched quietly as the skeleton slowly raised its feet and kicked the corpse whose head had been trampled to the side. After a long time, a burst of violent cheers broke out suddenly!

"Fuck! This skeleton is so fierce! It explodes with one kick! It's cool! It's so cool!"

"Hahaha, this is what a dark duel looks like! Kill! Kill well! Silver horn is doing well!"

"Silver Horn! Silver Horn! Silver Horn! Silver Horn!"

Jiang Wenming's eyes coldly moved away from Li San's body, and then turned to the group of red-faced spectators in the stands.

"It seems that it is really hopeless!"

If it weren't for Li San's last words, he might not have killed the killer, it seems now.

Whether it is the people who participated in the dark duel, or the audience watching the dark duel, both are extremely sick.

In their eyes, human life is just a plaything, and the greatest value is to die for them, so as to stimulate their bodies that can no longer be stimulated by wine, sex and money.

They were mad, jumping, and screaming, and the expensive wine was spilled all over the surroundings, and the fruits that ordinary people could only afford after working for a month were trampled into mud under their feet.

They embraced each other, trembling, feeling with their eyes closed, as if they were enjoying the aftertaste of sex. Watching these people screaming their code names, Jiang Wenming suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

He is actually the same as these people? !

Does it mean that people will become like this after their life span increases?

No!

not like this!

I am different from them!

They all have to die!

die!

die!

die!

"Jiang... Brother Jiang..." Jiang Wenming was awakened suddenly by a soft cry, and he looked down at his side.

I saw Jiang Hanyu clutching the corner of his clothes nervously, his face was flustered, but concern could be seen.

Jiang Wenming frowned suddenly.

Just now I was full of murderous intent, and I had an urge to kill everyone, this...

Could it be that he has changed too?

"I'm fine, don't worry!"

Jiang Wenming exhaled, temporarily suppressing the matter in his heart.

After Fan Yan's explanation for a while, his voice became high again!

"It seems that Yinjiao's momentum is like a rainbow today, while Li San's luck is a little bit worse. Congratulations to Yinjiao for winning the first battle! Then, who wants to challenge him next? The prize for this battle is 20,000 soul coins !"

"Hahaha, I'm coming!"

A big man jumped out.

Even Li San almost pushed Jiang Wenming to a dead end. In the end, if he was not lucky, he could have won.

And he basically saw Jiang Wenming's trump card.

It can retaliate against injuries, has a high stand-in attack, and has combat power on its own, but other than that, it has no special features.

His slow skeleton alone has a hundred ways to kill him. Whoever earns the money is not the one who earns it. Naturally, he must be the first.

"Okay, then in order to save time, let's stop talking nonsense!"

"Dark duel, start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Wenming stared directly at the other party, and slowly moved towards him.

"Hmph! I'm not Li San. How dare you approach me? Come with a knife!"

The big man looked down at the cards in his hand, and was suddenly taken aback.

"Where's my knife? Why did the five cards drawn are all shield cards?"

Jiang Wenming looked at Ge Dali standing in the middle of the field, the black mist on his body was hooked on the opponent's body from a distance, and silently took out his big bone stick.

"Are you going down by yourself or am I going to beat you down?"

"You! Arrogant! Do you really think I was scared?"

Jiang Wenming sighed and rushed over.

Three minutes later...

"Dad! Grandpa! Auntie! Please don't fight! The shields in my deck are almost exhausted! I can't stand it anymore! I, I surrender!"

"It's too late?"

With a snort, Jiang Wenming directly put the bone stick on his shoulder, and looked at Fan Yan who was stunned.

"Next."

"Ah, oh!" Fan Yan came back to his senses.

"It seems that this player's luck is not very good! So who will challenge next? The bonus this time is 30,000!"

"I come!"

"Whoa! What the hell are you doing!"

"It's my turn! You non-chieftains, let me show you what the Emperor of Europe is... Gan!"

"My mother!"

"Go to your dealer!"

...

"Silver Horn wins, next!"

Fan Yan continued to announce with a numb but mechanical expression.

He didn't even know how to explain it.

He has never encountered such a collective handicap in fifty years of work!

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