I Make Games To Scare Crying Players

this card.

is 10

His current cards are 2, 3, 8, 10.

Then it adds up to 23.

It's past the stipulated 21 o'clock

Mr. Zai was a little overwhelmed at this time, not knowing what to do.

His deck of cards was also seen by the audience in the live broadcast room, and they all praised him as the living God of Gamblers.

Then I swiped a wave of gifts and paid for the live broadcast.

In their view, this was intentional by the anchor.

But this is not a whole job!

Zai always wanted to cry, but he never thought that the card he called would be a 10.

Directly changed from 13 to 23!

Fail on the spot!

Then the result of failure is

Mr. Zai swallowed his saliva and looked at his opponent.

After hesitating for a while, Hoffman gave an answer that made him feel even more chilled.

[I don't want any more cards.]

"Grass!"

Mr. Zai cursed, and saw the option of whether to ask for a card appeared in front of him.

"It's over!"

"I want another ghost! It's all busted! This hand has already been lost!"

He immediately chose 2.

[I don't want any more cards. ]

Mr. Zai has already prepared for the fate of severed fingers.

It's just a game anyway, no big deal.

It wasn't me who got hurt, I was just a gamer.

Cut someone's finger and fuck me.

Mr. Zai thought so in his heart, and then waited for the result.

Soon, because no one called on the stage, it was time for the results to be announced.

The voice of the masked man sounded from the speaker at the right moment.

[Okay, gentlemen, the results are now published. ]

[the winner is]

The masked man stopped abruptly, and the surroundings became dead silent at this moment.

Mr. Zai's heart suddenly jumped for no reason, and a strange feeling of oppression hit him from all around, making him a little uncomfortable and a little nervous.

Hoffman on the opposite side was also panting continuously at this time, adding a trace of uneasiness to the depressing environment.

Because it was too real, Mr. Zai brought his whole body into it, as if he was actually there.

one second.

two seconds

At this moment, the masked man's voice resounded like the judgment of hell.

[Hoffman! ]

The hole cards on the stage were immediately revealed.

Mr. Zai saw the number of cards on the opposite side at a glance.

7, 1, 9.

Add up, 17 points.

At the same time, he saw Hoffman's body go limp, as if he thought he had survived a catastrophe, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

but his side

It's different.

At this moment, the masked man's voice suddenly became low, gloomy, and fierce.

[Now, the loser pays the bet.]

Then, Mr. Zai saw that the guillotine on Littlefinger's head seemed to be activated by something, and began to shake violently.

And Clancy, the protagonist he controlled, also became flustered at this time, and his tone was hurried.

[What! ? etc! ! Wait a moment! ! ]

But the sharp and cold guillotine didn't give him any chance.

Under the traction of the mechanism, the fiercely shaking blade cuts off instantly at a speed that is difficult to see with the naked eye!

Chi -

Blood spattered.

It stained the sleeves and sprinkled all around.

The broken little finger was bounced off the table, and then fell to the ground again.

What followed was Clancy's heart-piercing screams.

[Ahhh——! ! ! Ahhh——! ! ! ]

Seeing this scene, Mr. Zai was dumbfounded!

His two handles were vibrating crazily.

There were also bloodstains in front of his eyes, and there were bursts of scarlet that blurred his vision.

He saw Clancy, the protagonist he controlled, bent over in pain, his hands twitched in pain, and his eyes were scarlet and blurred in pain.

For some reason, Mr. Zai obviously didn't feel anything, but under the experience of VR, the blurred scarlet in front of his eyes seemed to be slightly affected, as if a certain nerve sensory in the brain had been stimulated.

In this visual expression technique, he unconsciously thought of the torture and pain that Clancy suffered.

Imagine the pain of fingers connected to heart and nerves being cut!

So much so that he could not help but tremble all over.

[Oh, this must hurt. ]

The masked man's voice sounded inappropriately, with obvious gloating in his tone.

This also made Clancy growl in pain.

[ah! You crazy! Why do you want to do this kind of murder! ! ! ]

Mr. Zai was brought back to reality by these two voices.

His eyes turned to the severed finger, where the blood and flesh were bloody and shocking, and he couldn't help but feel a chill down his back.

To be reasonable, the enemies he had killed in the game would probably be able to circle around the blue star.

At the same time, he has also experienced various fancy deaths in the game, and he has long been used to it, and even feels bored.

But these are all through the computer screen.

So no matter what, there is no nausea of ​​killing or fear of death.

Now, in this VR game that is as realistic as reality, the indifferent mentality that used to be on the computer is no longer there.

VR’s powerful first-person experience and expression of pain made him feel the unbearable pain just by looking at it.

How true!

This game is already better than foreign manufacturers!

At this time, this bloody scene also caused the audience in the live broadcast room to comment one after another.

"Damn it, it looks like it hurts!"

"Is this so big?"

"Brother Zai is too miserable, he sent a blood when he came up."

"This game is purely based on luck? Then there is no skill at all."

"That's right, randomly draw cards, whoever has the best card wins."

"If you cut off a human finger, even if you get out alive, what's the use?"

"Suddenly I don't dare to play this game anymore"

"It's okay, it's just a broken finger, I think I can accept it."

As more and more people commented, Mr. Zai refocused on the game.

At this time, the voice of the masked man sounded from the speaker with an excited smirk.

[Hahaha! Great game, right? ]

[But this seems to be meaningless, you think so too, right? so.]

As soon as the words fell, the guillotine with the remaining four fingers jumped up.

Immediately stared at the cub.

"Fuck, is this going to cut everything at once?"

Then, he looked at Hoffman on the opposite side.

At this time, when the man in the hood saw all the guillotines standing up, he was already terrified.

His severed finger torture tool also included the little finger.

This means that if Hoffman loses, he will cut off all his fingers at once!

[Second game, start! ]

The masked man's voice sounded ruthlessly.

The card dealer immediately dealt cards to the two of them.

It is still a hole card and a face card for each person.

This time, Mr. Zai's hole card is 1 and his open card is 6.

Add it up, it's 7 o'clock.

The opposite Hoffman's hole card is unknown, but the revealed card is 9.

So

He is still some distance away from 21 o'clock, and the chance of increasing the number is still relatively high!

Mr. Cub chose to ask for another card.

[Give me another card]

At this time, Clancy, because of the great pain, could no longer speak as smoothly and neatly as before.

This also made Mr. Zai feel the professionalism and dedication of the voice actors.

Soon, the card dealer issued a clear card.

The number is .11!

His points have reached 18 points!

And Hoffman on the opposite side also called at this time.

[Me too. A card.] ]

brush--

A clear card was dealt to him, which was 4.

Then Hoffman's points are 13 points plus unknown cards.

Seeing this, Mr. Zai began to think.

Now, the cards on the field are 1, 4, 6, 9, 11 and an unknown number.

Except for this unknown hole card, there are six cards of 2, 3, 5, 7, 8, and 10 in the deck.

At this time, the total points of the cubs are already 18, which is 3 points away from blackjack.

In a rebid, only 2 and 3 are useful to him.

But compared with the other four cards, the probability of drawing these two cards is too low!

And it cannot be ruled out that Hoffman's hole card may be 2 or 3.

Therefore, the odds of drawing a 2 or 3 have to be reduced again.

So the risk of calling is simply too great to be worth it.

Thinking of this, Mr. Zai chose not to bid.

[I don't want to sign anymore]

Clancy said weakly, the voice made Mr. Zai feel anxious.

And Hoffman on the opposite side, after staring at the cards and thinking for a while, also chose not to play the cards.

The masked man's voice sounded immediately.

[The results are now published. ]

[the winner is]

After a pause of two seconds, he grinned grimly.

[Clancy! ]

Immediately, all the hole cards on the stage were revealed.

Hoffman's cards are 9, 4, 3, a total of 16 points.

Seeing his hole cards, Mr. Zai was terrified for a while.

The masked man's hole card is actually 3!

fortunately!

Luckily he didn't bid!

Otherwise, this time, he will lose again!

At this time, after seeing that he had lost, Hoffman began to struggle frantically, trying to get rid of the torture device that imprisoned his left hand.

At the same time, he was wailing and begging for mercy, his voice revealing very obvious fear.

[don't want! don't want.! ! what did I do! ? what did I do! ? why treat me like this! ? What the hell did I do! ? ]

However, what responded to him was only merciless cutting.

The guillotine cut off instantly, and all five of Hoffman's fingers were cut off.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! ! ]

The screams were endless, and he could even feel the pain he had suffered.

Accompanied by the screams, was blood spattered.

Pieces of scarlet filth were scattered everywhere, even Mr. Zai had a few drops on his face.

Soon, Hoffman's voice gradually decreased.

His body seemed to lose all strength and began to slump.

In the end, under the staring eyes of Mr. Zai, he fell headlong on the table.

it's over.

The environment became dead silent again.

Until Clancy spoke.

[He's dead. Can I. Leave? ]

Mr. Zai could clearly hear the protagonist Clancy panting heavily, as if he was terrified of this murderer.

After hearing this, the masked man smiled.

[Well, if this is the case, then.]

[No. I can't lose. I want to go home. I want to see my daughter.]

Mr. Zai was stunned, and so were the audience in the live broadcast room.

In front of them, Hoffman, who had five fingers severed, struggled to support himself with his only movable right hand.

His voice became extremely weak, and even with a hood on, one could imagine his pale face.

[I want to support my family. I am the only earner in my family. The family cannot live without me. My daughter cannot live without me.]

Soon, Hoffman sat down again, panting heavily.

[One more game! ]

Cub was shocked.

What kind of man is this!

For the sake of the family, I have to go with half my life!

What a role model!

Not only him, but even the protagonist Clancy he controlled was also shocked.

[Are you joking.! ? ]

But the masked man seemed to have no conscience and shouted loudly.

[Yo ho! You are amazing Hoffman! ]

After a pause, he continued.

[Since you like playing games so much, for the sake of your persistence, I can't refuse. ]

[In order to make our next game more exciting and fun, I would like to invite a good friend to play. ]

All of a sudden, all the light sources went out in an instant.

The surroundings became invisible.

Cubs can always say they can't see anything.

But fortunately, this kind of darkness didn't last long, and the light source of the TV was turned on again soon.

But this time, there was something that slowly descended and came in front of the two of them.

The moment he saw this thing, Mr. Zai was dumbfounded. As a player, he felt sincere fear for the next round of the game.

Because this is an irregular circular chainsaw with dozens of kitchen knives welded!

Its height is just aligned with their faces!

I thought that 3 chapters would be enough to write 3 rounds of poker, but it turned out to be 2 chapters, and only a little finger was cut off. If this continues, I will have to write more than ten chapters just for the game experience. So I had to speed up the progress, cut the rest at once, skip the electric shock torture, go directly to the chainsaw round, condense to the end of the next chapter, and then start a new game production.

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