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Vol 3 Chapter 1111: A gambler who desperately

Renhe Bailian’s tone is like an emperor who is sure of winning. He told Wutong about this incident only to share his work with Wutong. For him, it would be a pity that if no one appreciates a peerless work, Wutong is at this time. The role of is exactly the role of the appreciator.

Arrogant, vicious, and greedy.

These characters appeared in Renshe Bailian's body at the same time.

Wutong knew that he was also on the front line of life and death this time. The situation that there must be a blessing if you survived a catastrophe did not appear on Wutong. What appeared to her was the idiom that misfortune does not come alone.

"I don't understand a little bit. Why do you still use this method if you are so powerful?" Wutong stepped back a little bit, pulling away from the human snake. When she first entered this movie, she also watched "Fuck". Of course, she was also attacked by the snakes in the movie, too fast to react to the attack.

Renshe Bailian did not speak, but began to circle around Wutong.

Wutong took a deep breath and calmed himself down, "My comparison with you is like a comparison between ants and humans. Can you easily solve us? Why waste time to do so much preparation? You can completely make Mao Lu four people. Accidentally died, but you didn’t do it, I don’t understand."

"I think since you are willing to talk to me, you shouldn't mind telling me what you think. After all, you have planned such a huge plan without letting people know the subtleties. It's really a shame." After Wutong finished speaking, a face appeared on his face. With a gentle smile, she kept telling herself to be steady in her heart.

For a while, there was silence in the living room.

The silent atmosphere made Wutong's heart suffer like a hot oil pan.

"Interesting." Renshe Bailian's body began to slide on the ground, and at the same time he began to slowly narrow Wutong's range of activities. "Your performance is completely different from them. You seem to have experienced similar things."

"I just want to survive." Wutong replied softly, with unwillingness in his eyes.

"I'll give you a chance to guess the answer. If your guess is correct, I will let you continue to act. You still have a chance to leave the ghost town alive. On the contrary, if your guess is wrong, I will give you some punishment." Renshebai Lian's head moved to Wutong's eyes, and her abnormally white face exuded a mysterious aura.

"What punishment?" Wutong was very cautious.

"A non-fatal punishment." Renshe Bailian did not answer directly. "From now on, the question is: Why didn't I let the starring role of "Fuck" pass away unexpectedly?"

why?

Wutong asked herself, she did have an answer in her heart, but she was not 100% sure.

She doesn't know exactly what Renshebailian's punishment is. If it is a punishment that has a great impact, then she can't easily say the most likely answer, because once a mistake is made, the consequences will affect the next action.

"Give you 5 seconds." Renshe Bailian urged, "5, 4, 3..." He directly started timing, without even giving Wutong any extra time.

Because it's fun? Just like a child draws a circle around an ant with mothballs, after the child draws the circle, he admires the ants constantly trying to escape the white circle.

Still appreciate? It is like closing the fireflies in a summer night in a transparent bottle and enjoying the scene of the fireflies flying in the bottle.

Or is it another reason?

Many thoughts flashed in Wutong's mind, and she kept forcing herself to come up with as many answers as possible.

"1, time is up." Renshe Bailian looked at Wutong with a smile on his face, and then said: "Let's say, what is the answer you guessed? Wrong answer, punishment; if you don't answer, die, you choose."

"Bait." Wutong sighed and said the answer in his heart.

"Oh?" Renshe Bailian squinted, waiting for Wutong to continue speaking.

"Because they are all ghosts, everything is reasonable. This kind of thinking is too one-sided. Although I haven't spent much time in the ghost town, the ghosts I saw, except you, are all humanoids. Of course, because of death There will be more or less differences in the relationship between different statuses, but it will definitely not be yours." Wutong has been observing Ren She Bailian’s expression while speaking, making sure that the other party will not be suddenly troubled, and then she continues. .

"I guess, maybe the owner of the ghost town was not you originally, but another ghost. You, through some means, controlled the ghost town in your own hands, but the original ghost town owner was not destroyed by you, but has been hiding in Somewhere, I want to wait for an opportunity to regain control of the ghost town."

"If you don’t do anything, there will be no flaws, but the original owner of the ghost town can’t regain control of the ghost town from you. Therefore, you came up with a plan to expand the ghost town. On the one hand, you can increase the ghost town. On the other hand, the ghost of the ghost town can make the original owner of the ghost town take the initiative."

"That's why you don't let them die accidentally."

Wutong's voice became more and more determined. At this point, even if she wanted to temporarily change the reason, it was impossible because logically it was difficult to connect back and forth, and the human snake was not a brainless person and could not deceive the past.

Renshe Bailian did not speak, but distanced himself from Wutong.

Wutong felt her heart beating faster and faster, she was not sure whether her answer was correct, and she was also not sure if the answer was correct, whether she was let go or was killed.

Being in someone else's territory can only be slaughtered by others. This is an unchanging truth. However, as an actor in a **** movie, Wutong has long been accustomed to facing such a situation, and she can withstand this pressure.

"Whether it's "Fuck" or "Fuck 2", they are all for fishing him out, but he is better at fishing than me. He still hides deep, but he has shown his feet." Renshe Bailian said. At this point, he shook his head slightly, and then continued: "It is indeed much more interesting. This batch of actors is much more interesting than the previous batch. I look forward to your performance."

When Wutong heard this, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

Her trembling hands gradually stabilized.

Renhe Bailian gradually disappeared, and everything around him returned to the appearance of a fluke memorial.

The surrounding ghosts came and went, and didn't notice the abnormality of the phoenix tree at all.

Wutong raised her head and saw the third floor through the transparent glass. She already had an idea in her mind.

Since there is a problem with the portrait on the first floor, does it mean that there is also a problem with the wax figure on the third floor? Will the staff of "Fuck" be hidden in the wax figure?

When Wutong thought of this, he took his right foot and walked towards the stairs.

Danger never leaves because of taking the initiative to avoid it.

Meaningless adventures are not worth taking, but if the benefits are reasonable, in order to survive in the end, you must face the difficulties.

...

In the bluestone alley not far from the fluke memorial.

Shower has made his own choice. He thinks he is a sane person. In fact, he has always demanded himself by this standard.

Not blindly, not impulsively, everything is based on survival as the highest criterion.

If it were the real world, Xiyu would indeed consider He Jian's proposal a little bit. After all, it was one-sixth of the property of a first-line movie star. For ordinary people, it would be enough for a lifetime to save some flowers.

"Sorry, I can't agree to your request. I can't think calmly when I am threatened, just like some students with good grades can deal with gambling-related problems freely, but when they enter the market to participate in gambling. My mind is like a paste, and my situation is the same." Xu Yu showed an apologetic expression to He Jian.

"You..." He Jian didn't expect the rain to say that. He just wanted to get angry, but he was pressed back to the bottom of his heart before he could say it. "You think about it again?" He Jian's face showed an expression of prayer.

"I will help you, but I won't participate." Yu Yu shook his head.

"You!" He Jian let out a low roar like a roaring tiger.

Yukyu looked at He Jian’s incompetent furious expression, and quickly backed away a few steps, and then stretched his right hand forward, “It’s really a dog biting Lu Dongbin, but he doesn’t know good people. At the beginning of the gambling game, you want to participate in it. I’m just on the side to help you analyze. It’s my duty to help you, and it’s my duty not to help you. Since you think I am superfluous, I will leave here now. You can play with him slowly!

After these words, He Jian was stunned.

He has no choice but to continue to gamble, and must win. Once he loses, he will not have any chance of turning over.

Gambling dogs can still choose to escape the debt to save their lives, but he can't do that.

Because the dealer he faced was a ghost, not a human being, ghosts would not be bound by the law.

After seeing He Jian's reaction in the rain, he did not leave the Qingshi alley. He planned to collect more information.

"You still have 4 chances. I don't have the time to listen to your discussion. I have given you such good terms. You still want to make an inch. Since it is a gambling, it is of course impossible to let you be pressure-free." Heizi rolled the red dice. Hold it in your hand, and then throw the dice into the air.

"Gambling is completely different from what you think. The real gambler must have the consciousness to fight everything, otherwise the goddess of luck will not favor him. Gambling is not only about understanding the gameplay, but also not only knowing one or two skills. The gambler will eventually lose all his possessions and be kicked away."

"A true gambler should fight for life every time, and every time it should be a confrontation between life and death. Only under the pressure of death can the potential to survive and win the game. This involves not only gambling. , Strategy, mental power, vision, and luck that no one can control. If you don’t try everything, you can’t know where you can go.”

The red dice fell and was held by the black dice.

He Jian's face was not human-like. He wanted to say something, but he knew it was meaningless. Regret and annoyance were intertwined. Suddenly, He Jian's eyes went dark and he fainted to the ground.

He fainted because he couldn't bear this kind of psychological pressure.

Heizi laughed contemptuously, and then with a big wave of his hand, the wolf dog biting He Jian began to tear.

The pain awakened He Jian from his lethargy. He Jian repeatedly begged for mercy. The severe pain caused his nose and tears to flow non-stop.

"I bet I bet." He Jian wiped his nose and tears from his face with his sleeves.

Because the rain did not intend to accompany He Jian on the adventure, Heizi did not change the rules, which means that He Jian still used the method of writing the points on the paper in advance to guess the points.

He Jian took the white note in his hand, the tip of the pen touched the white paper, but he did not move.

Heizi looked at He Jian quietly without urging him. He was very patient, "Remember, do everything." Heizi reminded He Jian.

Do everything?

He Jian blinked, and he kept thinking about these words in his mind.

What time is better? 1 o'clock or 2 o'clock? Or is it 3 o'clock? It's not right at all! How can I guess the correct number of points? Is there any way?

He Jian released his hands holding the pen and paper, and turned to grab his hair. He began to tear, trying to let the pain of the scalp stimulate him to think of new ways. His handsome face began to be distorted with fear, which was the fear from the heart, the fear of the unknown, the fear of death.

A total of 6 points, guess 4 times, and as the number of times increases, the points will decrease.

Can I use this to make a game?

Suddenly, a light flashed through He Jian's mind.

Although there is no guarantee that I will guess correctly, it may improve my probability of guessing. Of course, it depends on whether Sunspot agrees to my request.

An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of He Jian's mouth.

On the edge of life and death, he once again grabbed a life-saving straw.

"I want to change the rule you just proposed. What you said is that the points that were repeated in the previous round will not appear in the next round. I want to change it to the point that I guessed in the previous round will not appear in the next round. I don’t know this. Is it okay?" He Jian asked in a begging voice.

Heizi thought carefully about He Jian's proposal. Ten seconds later, he nodded in agreement, "Yes."

"By the way~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I have one more thing I want to know. If you lose duplicate points later, how will you deal with it? Will you lose it again? Or do you never lose duplicate points?" He Jian Qiangren Asked in pain.

"I will lose it again." Heizi replied.

"This is a waste of time. I have a suggestion. Why don't we change the method. The number of repeated points will be increased by 1 or decreased by 1 by default. If I choose 3 points at the beginning and fail, then I lose to 3 points again. At the time, add 1 up to 4 points by default, or decrease 1 to 2 points by default. What do you think?" After He Jian finished speaking, he stared at the sunspot and he was very nervous.

"Do you want to use this method to increase the probability of your guess?" Heizi thought about it for a while and showed a suddenly realized expression.

"It also saves time for you? Besides, I only have 4 chances. If you lose, you just tell me the way to leave the ghost town. If I lose, everything will end, so I want to be greedy for a little bit more. It should have no effect on you." He Jian continued to persuade.

Heizi lowered his head in thought, and touched his chin with his right hand. "Yes, do you decide to add 1 or subtract 1?" He agreed to He Jian's request.

"Subtract 1." He Jian said his thoughts.

"Then, let's start." Heizi picked up the dice and waited for He Jian to write down his guess on the white paper.

He Jian held a blank paper in his hand, thought for about half a minute, and finally wrote down the points. After that, he folded the blank paper and put it on the sole of his feet, "Throw the dice!" His tone became firmer and his face became firmer. Also restored a confident look.

Heizi frowned, then dropped the dice, and the dice began to spin in the round bowl.

All the eyes of the three were placed in the round bowl, and the red dice danced on the small stage like dancers in red dresses. Two seconds later, the dice stopped.

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