Spiritual Recovery: Be Invincible Starting From Delivering Food

Ye Xiaoshu smiled and asked after hearing her words:

"If I fire ten shots in a row, will everything here be given to me for free?"

Butterfly gave him a playful look.

Butterfly has never seen such a person who can fire ten shots in a row without being killed.

She didn't know how much luck this would take, but people who walked by here were scared to death just by being shot.

This is not a casino, so even if you risk your life, there won't be much benefit.

The wilderness world is never a place for reason.

"Please begin your performance."

"Remember to load five bullets. If you load one less, it will cost you three million~"

Ye Xiaoshu glanced at her with a smile, picked up the forbidden iron bullet and stuffed it into the hole of the wheel.

One.

Those present laughed.

Regardless of whether they fail or not, they can make a huge profit of 12 million Sakura coins.

If the person in front of them is a master and survives one bullet, then they can make another round of profit.

Two.

Everyone's expressions changed.

They haven't seen the person who loaded the second bullet for a long time. Do they think they haven't lived long enough? Or do you have too much money and no place to spend it?

You know, once you fail, all the money will be wasted. Increasing the probability of failure is no different from giving away money.

Three.

Four.

Butterfly frowned and said:

"Let me remind you, this bullet is meant to hit your own head. The more bullets you load, the more dangerous you are."

"Are you sure you want to install four?"

Ye Xiaoshu ignored her and inserted the last bullet into the bullet hole.

There were five bullets in total.

"Five bullets, are you crazy and come here to seek death?" Butterfly shouted, and she actually felt a little pity.

After all, this kid looks very good to me. It's rare to see such a good-looking guy on the dark street.

The rough man tugged on Butterfly's arm to signal her not to talk too much.

In this gambling battle, it is always they who collect tolls who make the money.

If Ye Xiaoshu dies because of his pretense, all his property will belong to the gangsters present.

As for the corpse, it can also be sold to the owner of the butcher shop in front of him. Recently, there have been many big customers specializing in this.

The butterfly no longer reminded Ye Xiaoshu, but shouted to the surroundings:

"It's rare to see it, it's rare to see it!"

"Death wheel, five bullets, come and place your bet!"

"We'll bet on which shot he takes to die!"

When they heard that there was a good show to watch, everyone in the inner street put down their work and ran over to join in the fun.

Gamblers who usually have itchy hands are even more crazy now.

"Me, me, me! I'll bet 200,000! I bet that he will die with the first shot!"

"Me too, I'll bet 500,000 that he will die with the first shot!"

"And me, I'll bet... Damn the difference in odds for the first shot is too big, I'll bet on the second shot!"

After a while, countless banknotes were piled on the table.

This is the second way for boys like Aramoto to share dividends, by sitting in the bank.

From time to time, they will open such a gambling market, and the game is exciting.

Inspired by the blood and the temptation of butterflies, everyone donated their banknotes one after another.

Everyone stood slightly away from Ye Xiaoshu and formed a circle, waiting for his brain to explode.

Ye Xiaoshu glanced at the gun in his hand, clicked the wheel to put him into the gun, and turned it with his left thumb.

Everyone stared at the trigger in his hand, waiting for this moment.

Gradually, the surroundings gradually became quiet, and their eyes focused on Ye Xiaoshu.

Sudden!

There was a "pop" sound.

He slapped the revolver on the table without firing.

"Hey, I'm a little nervous. I need to go to the bathroom." He said, smiling and leaving the gaming table.

[Negative emotion value from everyone present +98900]

This feeling of selling out is so uncomfortable.

It's as painful as watching someone's novel suddenly cut off.

They were very angry and had nothing to say. They could only raise their middle fingers to express their dissatisfaction.

After all, there is no rule against going to the toilet before shooting.

Butterfly gave the rough man a look and motioned for him to follow.

This kid suddenly said that he wanted to go to the toilet. There must be something weird. The gambling game has been opened. They don't want to spit out what goes into their mouths.

Ye Xiaoshu walked toward the corner with a smile, exhaling the system panel as he walked.

There is a prop that I have never used since I drew it.

I have never been able to find the right time to give Ye Xiaoshu a headache on how to use this thing.

He walked to a deserted corner and took out the props.

[Transfer Mints] Purple props

5 wealth value

It only works if both parties eat it at the same time

White Mint Candy: Increase luck by 500% within an hour

Black Mint Candy: Increase bad luck by 500% for one hour

Eating white permanently increases a small amount of luck.

Eating black permanently increases a small amount of bad luck.

Two candies appeared in Ye Xiaoshu's hands, like Othello in Go, oval and very smooth.

Ye Xiaoshu confirmed again and again that the white color increases good luck, and the black color increases bad luck. You can't eat it wrong, as you are already very unlucky!

The reason why I didn't use this thing before.

The first is that it is useless, and the second is that he is surrounded by comrades, so it is not good to trick anyone.

He stuffed the white mint candy into his mouth, and the refreshing breath lingered in his mouth.

But I couldn't chew this thing, couldn't melt it in my mouth, and couldn't swallow it.

It only works if two people take it at the same time...

Just when Ye Xiaoshu was at a loss what to do, he noticed that the strong man next to Butterfly followed him to the corner.

He blocked the only exit, preventing Ye Xiaoshu from running away.

‘What a coincidence. ’

Ye Xiaoshu was so happy that he placed the black mint candy on his middle finger and shot it out with a snap of his fingers.

"Blood Madness!" The power explodes to the limit and strives for a hit!

The big man suddenly felt a little weird and had a bad premonition.

He opened his mouth and was about to shout for help when a strange object suddenly flew and got stuck in his throat. It then turned into extremely bitter juice and stayed in his lungs and throat.

"Cough cough, cough cough——"

"You!" The big man was about to raise his hand, preparing to call for support with gunshots.

Ye Xiaoshu had already finished accumulating his energy and unleashed his skills on the big man.

Spiritual Skill: Time Rewind.

This skill is the spiritual skill he has used the most, and the precision of the control can now be described as meticulous.

The big man's body didn't change at all, but his memory went back to a few seconds ago.

At this time, Ye Xiaoshu also felt that the sugar in his mouth suddenly melted, and the sweet sugar water flowed into his throat.

The big man was shocked, and suddenly felt a headache.

Ye Xiaoshu walked to him and said with a smile:

"What are you doing here? I'm done using the toilet."

The rough man looked confused, he had no idea what just happened.

I just remember coming here on Butterfly's order, and then I had a headache and a strange bitter taste in my mouth.

Although he was confused, he couldn't find anything strange.

He shook his head and moved away.

Ye Xiaoshu glanced at him with a chuckle and walked towards the gambling table.

The big man looked at Ye Xiaoshu's leaving back with a confused look on his face and scratched his few hairs.

I always feel something is strange, but I don’t know what to say.

Sudden!

The wall around him collapsed, and he got stuck on a rock from nowhere in order to escape.

When he fell forward, his whole face was stamped on the history of who knows where!

The wall collapsed, pinning the big man underneath.

"vomit--"

"Baga! Who is setting me up!"

This was the most unlucky day of his life.

He couldn't even figure out what he had done to be targeted by God.

[Negative emotion value from Porcupine +1000]