I Was Once a Legend

The two cards on the table were successively opened by Kelberus. Lin Hangzhi got the Heart 3 and Caohua K, and the five public decks did not form any special cards, and Mr. Mo gave a "two pairs" "The expression of the knight J holding the sword on the card looks more and more strange, as if mocking Lin Hangzhi's overconfidence.

He lost again.

The stack of chips bet all belonged to Mr. Mo. At this time, Lin Hang was already empty in front of him. In the more than thirty innings he played with Mr. Mo, he lost all the 200 million earned in the previous two days. Not left.

Lin Hang’s forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his palms were wet, and he was almost unable to grasp things. Within just an hour, from a billionaire to a penniless poor man, the dramatic huge No one can handle the gap.

Regardless of whether he uses abilities or gets good or bad cards, the final outcome is controlled by the opposite youth. There was a whimper on his face, and the kind of confident self-confidence and the lightness of Yun Danfeng looked like needles in Lin Hang's eyes, dazzling.

Mr. Mo's elbows rested on the armrests, his hands rested on his knees, staring at Lin Hangzhi, and asked, "How do you want to continue?"

When he talked, his tone of voice was very light at the end, like some kind of temptation, Lin Hangzhi stared at the stack of chips that Mr. Mo had almost been unable to pile up, thinking that these were originally his own, and his heart spread out of control uncontrollably. mood.

It was so strong that Lin Hang's whole heart had to be twisted together, and it was difficult to breathe, and he swallowed and his voice was hoarse:

"But I have no chips."

"It is not necessary to use money as a bet. In this world, there are many things that can be used as chips." Mr. Mo looked down, falling on Lin Hang's nervous index finger, constantly tapping the tabletop index, "So, You can put a finger first, if you win, all these chips will belong to you, I will not leave a point."

Gamble a finger?

Lin Hangzhi's eyes widened. He subconsciously held his right hand with his left hand, his fingers curled up, nestled in the sweaty palm, and moved restlessly.

He had trouble breathing, a finger and 200 million wealth... What a swaying choice!

Lin Hangzhi looked at Xia Qiongyun, trying to get some advice from her, but the girl sitting next to him did not look at him at all. She looked at the clouds floating outside the window, her chin lifted slightly, proudly like a princess, and stingy. He refused to give alms to Lin Hangzhi.

Lin Hangzhi felt that there was something wrong, very wrong, but at this moment, he had been overwhelmed by successive failures and emotions of nothing, so he couldn't think about it carefully. He whispered, "Xia Xia?"

Hearing Lin Hangzhi calling her, Xia Qiongyun finally turned his head to look at him. She was expressionless. Looking at Lin Hangzhi's eyes was like looking at some kind of dirty thing, revealing unabashed disgust:

"Don't bark, ask me everything, are you mentally disabled?"

This unprecedented anomaly should logically alert Lin Hangzhi, but Lin Hangzhi is now full of those two hundred million chips in his eyes, and even Xia Qiongyun scolded him that his brain is not enough to keep in mind. He no longer tried to test what insulting words he could hear from Xia Qiongyun's mouth, and looked back at the piles of chips.

Those things... originally belonged to him!

If we win this time, won't we all be able to return?

Even if he loses, he can discuss another game with Mr. Mo. He believes that he cannot lose all the time. Sooner or later he will win back all the things that belong to him! Even... you can get even more.

Ping pong!

On the wine cabinet of the mini bar, a bottle of red wine placed on the top floor suddenly fell to the ground without warning. The fragments were scattered, and the crimson wine liquid diffused silently. The aroma of grapes and alcohol quickly filled the entire chess room.

But no one noticed this episode, and no one cared about whether this accident foreshadowed a certain meaning.

"Of course, if Mr. Lin feels inappropriate, let's stop here today." After seeing Lin Hangzhi's hesitation, Mr. Mo did not force him, and waved his hand gently, and Corberus would put it on the table. All the chips are put away.

"Wait!"

Lin Hangzhi swallowed hard again. He stared at the 200 million worth of chips and looked at Mr. Mo. His eyes showed a kind of almost crazy paranoia. This paranoia, Lin Hangzhi had countless in the casino lobby. Gamblers who have become addicted to gambling and want to gamble have seen it in the eyes, but now, he has not noticed his abnormality and firmly said slowly: "I bet."

"Oh?" Mr. Mo, who had to stand up, had a figure. He slowly sat down again and asked, "Mr. Lin thinks about it?"

"I bet, one finger." Lin Hangzhi gritted his teeth, "If I win, those chips will be mine!"

There was a smile in Mr. Mo's mouth. His crossed fingers touched his lips, and he said softly, "Okay."

Crossing the long corridor and opening a door at the end, Victor and Dong Linhai walked into the room, and the surrounding walls were covered with red wallpaper. The blood stimulated the retina like blood, and it was easy to cause irritability.

The bright red color made Dong Linhai just feel that his body and body were gradually warming up, as if someone had lit a fire in his blood vessel, and Mars ignited every cell as the blood circulated to the whole body, even when he was breathing.

He was so irritable that the fire in his body kept burning, making him unbearable. Dong Linhai urgently needed to find an outlet to vent, otherwise... otherwise he would explode!

Victor was frowning and observing the furnishings in the room. A couch of the same color was placed against the wall. Two lamps stood beside it. A wall-mounted LCD TV was placed on the opposite side. There were no windows in the boxy room. The simplicity is to the extreme, and when the door came to the wall, the other door was closed tightly, it was white, and it was conspicuous in the blood.

Victor made a grunt in his stomach. He raised his hand and pressed it on his stomach, feeling that there was a wriggling there. A hunger came with him. He should have been hungry before breakfast.

"How on earth do you want to go out?" Dong Linhai snorted, his voice suppressed. "Uncle, aren't you the person in charge of the body? Can't you even solve a labyrinth set up by a debris?"

"The power between the different elements has no repressive relationship. The debris represents the power of a layer of seals. If I have full control of my physical ability, I can still deal with it, but there is still the last layer of seals that I haven’t unlocked. It can't be cracked."

Victor said to look at Dong Linhai. He was aware of the abnormality of the teenager. At this time Linhai was clenching his teeth. The line of his jaw was stretched tightly, his breath was short, and he looked down at a point on the ground without looking at him.

The hunger in the stomach has gone to a higher level, and it has become a kind of unspeakable uncomfortable, as if there are two hands holding it, but still within the range of Victor's tolerance, he has not controlled himself for the time being, he asked with concern :

"What happened to the sea?"

"I don't seem to be right." Dong Linhai took a deep breath, trying to let the cool air fall down from the tumbling fire in his body.

Victor stretched out his hand to check his body, but just before he touched Dong Linhai's shoulder, he was beaten hard by the teenager: "Don't touch me!"

Dong Linhai finally looked up, his eyes were already filled with shocking anger, he stared at Victor, who was higher than his head by half, facing the elders' concerns, he said sharply, "Don't be ashamed anymore! You are really kind to me, and have taken me out of this broken place already!"

Dong Linhai didn't realize what he had said until he left his mouth, and he froze, then panicked: "Not an uncle, I never thought about it like that!"

"I know." Victor was aware of the problem at this time. He quickly touched Dong Linhai's shoulder, and the power of purification entered the body of the teenager. Suddenly Dong Linhai only felt that the unreasonable rage was relieved, making him not As for even reason is burning in flames.

"Hurry up." Victor urged, he hurried to the other end of the room, opened the white door, and dragged Dong Linhai into the room.

They entered the orange room.

On the long table in the center of the room, there are countless food items, they are steaming, and under the light of the lights, they radiate an attractive fragrance and color.

The moment I smelled the cooked meat, the hunger in my belly was so intense that it turned into an intolerable pain, and I urged Victor all the time: Go and eat something!

So hungry.

Hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry Hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry.

But Victor is still patient, until now, these delicious dishes have not shaken the man's will-

Then he saw the wine.

The transparent bottle was filled with transparent wine, and Victor's pupil shrank. The VODKA logo reminded him instantly of the feeling that the esophagus and stomach were burning like flames when he swallowed the cold liquid, even in Siberia. Walking in a blizzard, just a sip, you can immediately warm up.

Водка!

Victor stepped forward, grabbed the spirit from his hometown, pulled the cork freehand, and raised his head to take a sip.

The sip of wine seemed to open Pandora's magic box and activated all the taste buds. Victor couldn't bear it anymore, tearing off the leg of the salt-crispy chicken and biting it down.

Jealousy is the deadliest poison.

This point was deeply aware of it long ago, but now that she has experienced it personally, she knows how this "evil" tortures people.

She is jealous of Cui Zuojing, jealous of Dong Zheng, jealous of all people who are better than her, jealous of everything she has never had, the whole world is full of unwillingness and pain in her eyes, which is no longer so gorgeous. Too.

When Tan Qiuyu pushed her off the roof, was she too tightly wrapped in this pain?

Do not! Don't she become such a person! Don’t even die! Talking about Qiu Yu's heart, she doesn't care at all!

They were in a dark purple room at this time, Cui Zuojing stopped, he seemed tired, yawned, and looked at the central sofa—the only setting here.

"It's so tiring." The teenager mumbled and sat on the sofa. Within a few seconds he seemed to feel tired after sitting, and lay down.

Dong Zheng stared closely at a small piece of skin exposed between Cui Zuojing's neckline, the lazy look of the teenager, his relaxed body, and the black hair on his temples...all of which aroused the most instinctive desire in the soul.

Before the sanity was burned up by jealousy, Wangque stumbled and left the purple room alone.