The Omniscient

　　 Las Vegas, in a lobby of the Oasis Casino.

　　 Huang Ji was invited in by the waiter politely.

　　 There are many buffet tables in the whole hall, filled with food and drinks.

　　 Several "lucky guys" have arrived at the scene, eating and drinking, and many of them are still drunk, talking loudly with people there.

　　 "I've come and run! As soon as I get to the soul, I draw this prize, including food and accommodation, free to play, really cool."

　　 There was a brown-haired man in a leather jacket holding red wine and talking while drinking.

　　 "Hey, taking advantage of this luck, I think I can go gambling again." The little **** with a tattoo on his arm who ate the lobster laughed.

　　 "Don't let you go, saying that you have to wait for everyone, and then there will be a big game." A flat-headed Mexican rubbed his hands.

　　 "Huh? Another one." Then they saw Huang Ji coming in and asked him if he had won the lottery.

　　 Huang Ji smiled and said, "This is the first time I have won a lottery in my life."

　　 "Ha, you're not the kind of guy who will lose every gambling?" the brown-haired man said with a slight face.

　　As soon as these words came out, the little gangster and the flat-headed man looked at Huang Ji with disgust.

　　 They hate being around with unlucky ghosts the most, thinking that this will make them unlucky too. The reason for losing money is that there are unlucky people around.

　　 Huang Ji saw this, and didn't say much to them. He walked to the table by himself, peeled an orange and ate it.

　　 After Huang Ji, someone came in again. It was a man in a reflective vest and overalls, like a street cleaner, or he just joined the community work, he hurried over.

　　 He saw the table full of delicious food, and immediately started to eat unceremoniously.

　　 The man in overalls, with a foul smell on his body, the flathead glared at him, lost his appetite, and threw the lobster over.

　　 "Pop!" The big lobster was thrown on the face of the man in overalls, making him startled.

　　 But looking at the flat-headed brother's stern look, he opened his mouth and said nothing.

　　 "Hello, my name is Huaji." Huang Ji didn't dislike his smell, and introduced himself by leaning against the table.

The man in overalls looked at Huang Ji and smiled, and said: "My name is Luther, I am sorry, I have to do community work, and I will not do it for four hours, and the administrator will not give me points. I am afraid that I will be late...I have no clothes Time to change."

　　 "I don't care, I'm not sensitive to smell...Do you really need points?" Huang Ji asked.

　　 Luther nodded and said: "I almost got a medical license, and community labor can add points. I'm going to take all the points I can get, and I will take the exam next time."

　　 Huang Ji said, "I am also a doctor."

　　 Luther's eyes lit up.

　　 Huang Ji immediately said: "But I don't have a medical license either."

　　 Luther stagnated, then smiled: "Then we are the same..."

　　 The flat-headed brother not far away sneered and said, "Of course it is the same. Two unlucky ghosts have similar smells."

　　 Huang Ji continued to eat oranges, looked at Brother Flathead with relish, and suddenly sighed, "Speaking is so bad, do you have a wife?"

　　 "Bullshit! I have a lot of women." said the flathead brother.

　　 Huang Ji blinked and said, "I mean, the married kind."

　　 "Marriage? Hahaha, in Vegas, I got married yesterday, and divorced today! When I finish playing this big game, I will get married!" Flatheaded brother disdainfully said.

　　 Huang Ji sat on the sofa, glanced at the camera in the hall, and said nothing more.

　　 On the other end, the evil dragon heard the flat-headed man stand up, and immediately proposed an additional gambling item.

　　 The gambling result is boring, he said that everyone bet on this batch of horses, who will die first!

　　 There is no doubt that a group of rich people are interested.

　　 But they didn’t make a bet easily. After all, there are not enough people. For the time being, that drunk brown-haired man is the easiest to die, but maybe someone more stupid will come later?

　　 One after another, more and more lucky people arrived and were introduced into the lobby by the waiter.

　　 Four men and three women, of which Alan and Lao Wang need not be mentioned. There are also two men, one who claims to be a magician and works in a hotel theater in Vegas.

　　 Another person wearing a compassionate shirt, thin body, leaving the sea to cover half of his face, expressionless and deep, seems to be an unstable person at work.

　　 The three women all have good looks. One of them is very sexy, with a wheaten skin and looks like a beauty from South America, with cigarettes in her hands.

　　 The second one has blond hair and big eyes, but his face is sick, as if he has taken drugs.

　　 The third black-haired girl, who claims to be an ordinary waiter in a pub, looks rather timid.

　　 These seven people, plus five people, Huang Ji, Luther, Flathead, drunk, and prankster, total twelve.

　　 On the casino side, a man with the appearance of a manager was finally dispatched, clapping his hands and walking in.

　　 "Congratulations on being chosen by God." As soon as the manager came up, it was a meaningful sentence.

　　 Everyone looked at him, just treating him as a meaningless polite remark.

　　 "Good boss, good boss... We won the first prize, won't we just invite us to dinner, right?" asked the flathead brother.

　　 The manager smiled and said: "Today there is a big gambling game involving hundreds of millions or even billions."

　　 "And you, are the protagonists of this gambling game. First, please receive your race number, and then I will send you to a paradise to participate in a game... You may continue to win big prizes."

　　 There are waiters holding twelve signs, each with a number, exactly 1-12.

　　 Everyone started breathing quickly, and was frightened by the hundreds of millions of dollars in gambling. Only a few people felt something wrong and fell into thought.

　　 "I don't have the money to participate in such a big game, so forget it..." Luther said.

　　The manager smiled and said: "Participate in this game, and your debts with the casino have been written off."

　　 "In addition, you don't have to worry about debt again. This is just a game. I can assure you that no matter you win or lose, you will never owe money to the casino again."

　　 "You are lucky!"

　　 Luther widened his eyes and nodded, "Then I will participate!"

　　 Everyone also nodded. They won the prize after all, and everyone is poor, and the casino will not cheat them money.

　　 This should be a show, and canceling debts and having a chance to win big prizes is a kind of benefit for them.

　　 "Of course I participated, let's talk about it, what kind of gambling is it." The flat head brother is very addicted to gambling and is impatient.

　　The manager said: "There are three rounds of games in the whole game."

　　 "Before this, everyone takes the number plate at will. This is your only bargaining chip. Win the final number and you will get a 100 million prize."

　　 "The rules of the entire gambling game, that's it. As for the specific rules of the game, I'm not responsible for it. You won't know until you get there."

　　 Flathead brother immediately stepped forward and took the number one at random.

　　 Then everyone went up to get the number nine, seeing that the drunk was about to take the number nine, Huang Ji took the first step and took the number nine away.

　　The drunkard looked at Huang Ji strangely, hiccuped, and wanted to take the number ten.

　　 As a result, Huang Zhi copied by hand and took away the tenth, eighth, and seventh.

　　 So far, Huang Ji has seven, eight, ninety, four number plates in his hand!

　　 He stopped taking more, and walked away silently.

　　 Everyone was shocked, the drunk widened his eyes and shouted: "Asian guy, what are you doing with so much!"

　　 Huang Ji turned around and said innocently: "Huh? Didn't you mean to take it casually?"

　　 Everyone was shocked and looked at the manager, and found that there was a smirk on the manager's face, without any intention of stopping.

　　 Then the magician's eyes lit up and he immediately grabbed three.

　　 However, he couldn't get the strong flathead brother, the flathead brother directly squeezed, and grabbed four more. So far, the flathead brother has five numbers in his hand. There were four Huang Ji, three magicians, and none of the others.

　　 The people who didn't get the number plate were so confused, what do you mean? What happens without a number?

As soon as 　　 came up, three people split up the twelve brands! What about the remaining nine people?

　　 "What do you mean? Don't let the nine of us play?" The blond, sick woman said angrily.

　　 Huang Ji did not speak, and the magician watched silently.

　　 Flathead brother smiled and explained: "You want to play, you can play. The boss has said that you can take the number plate at will. Who is the blame for your slow hand."

　　 "But the big prize, then forget it. You can only receive the prize until you win the final number. If you don't have a number, you just want to participate."

　　 What he said is not uncommon. At this time, most people actually reacted.

　　 was only the beginning, no one thought much about it, until seeing Huang Ji took four, the manager didn't stop it, and realized that the competition had started.

　　 Twelve number plates, each representing a person, should be able to receive 100 million each. The more cards, the more money.

　　 "That... can we grab it?" The gangster looked at the manager.

　　 The manager checked the time and said, "My rules have been explained, and there are five minutes left, and you will be on the road."

After 　　 finished, he stood quietly to the side.

　　 This means obviously... whatever you want!

　　On the court, there are still people who are stunned, such as the black-haired waitress, who said dazedly: "What is the rule? Don't you need a number card as a bargaining chip?"

　　 The little **** scolded: "Idiot, there are no rules! Whoever grabs it will be the one!"

　　 Seeing everyone staring at the three persons with number plates, the atmosphere suddenly became anxious.

　　 At this moment, Huang Ji handed the number ten to Lao Wang: "Uncle, we are all Chinese, give you one!"

　　 Old Wang grinned and accepted. The others didn't say anything when they saw it. After all, these two people are Chinese. It should be taken care of each other. Huang Ji still has three brands left.

　　 Everyone came up, ready to ask Huang Ji to ask.

　　 What happened to Huang Ji changed hands, and gave No.7 to Luther: "Man, we know each other here, and I will give you one."

　　 Luther was taken aback, but Huang Ji didn't expect Huang Ji to give it to himself and quickly thanked him.

　　 Everyone is in a hurry. There are the last two left. Huang Ji himself must keep one. Whoever grabs the last one will get it.

　　 "Give it to me!" The gangster rushed up.

　　 However, in the diagonal stabbing, an agile figure rushed up first, and suddenly grabbed a number eight from Huang Ji's hand.

　　 This person is Alan. He saw that Huang Ji didn't give him the second one, but instead gave him a stranger. He instantly understood that Huang Ji was going to grab it by himself.

　　 "Eh! You..." Huang Ji was stunned.

　　 Alan pushed Huang Ji away indifferently: "What are you, you, I want this one."

　　 After speaking, he took the number eight and walked aside alone, as if no strangers would enter.

　　 When everyone sees him, it's not easy to provoke him, so forget it, anyway, there are two people on the court with extra numbers.

　　 Suddenly everyone pointed the finger at the magician and the flathead brother.

　　 "Slot! You can hand it over by yourself, don't force me." The gangster picked up the fork on the dining table.

　　 "Huh, I'm afraid of you?" Brother Flathead put away the five number plates and picked up the dining chair.

　　 Soon the two started fighting, and the drunk also stepped forward to help the gangster.

　　 There are three women and one man left, staring at the magician.

　　The magician glanced at Huang Ji, then smiled at everyone: "I only have three yuan, that is, I can only satisfy two of you."

　　 "But there are four of you... It's so difficult, who is it for?"

　　 The wheat-colored beauty approached the magician with a smile, and said in a **** voice, "Of course it was for me."

　　Unexpectedly, the magician was unmoved and said, "Well, if you want to win the final money, you must have some ability, otherwise, even if you have a numbered card, you just thank you for participating."

　　 "Let's just make an alliance. Whoever performs well in the subsequent games, I will give him the number plate."

　　 "What does it matter if the poor performer has a numbered plate? If you have to, you can..."

　　 As he said, the magician beckoned, called the three women and one man aside, and whispered, "You can grab it now, and you can definitely grab it in the next game."

　　 "I only have two extra cards, and then I will find a way to get two more for you, so that everyone has it, we have to unite."

　　The sick blonde girl frowned. She saw that the magician wanted to control them.

　　 But the magician also made sense. If you can unite, why bother to fight to death.

　　 She looked at the **** wheat-colored beauty, then at the timid black-haired girl, and the thin and autistic young man staying in the sea.

　　 They don't seem to be able to fight, and they can only compromise at this moment.

　　 "This is what you said...I must have a card at the end." The sick woman said in a low voice.

　　 "Ok...ok...er..." the magician said, suddenly his body shook.

　　 At the same time, the black-haired girl next to her fainted first, followed by the autistic young man who stayed in the sea.

　　 I saw everyone dizzy and a strong sense of dizziness came.

　　 The drunkard and the gangster fainted.

　　 "What...what's going on..." the still strong magician and Alan shouted.

　　 The manager checked the time and smiled: "Your preparation time is over, you are about to start."

　　 Everyone suddenly fell into a coma with a powerful special anesthetic, of course, except Huang Ji.

　　 How could he be stunned by this little trick, Huang Ji pretended to be in a coma, and soon a team of people carried everyone away.

　　 They were put on the car and transported to a far place.

　　 Huang Ji knew that they had left Vegas, in a desert.

　　 About half an hour later, they arrived at the place and were sent into a huge steel building.

　　 This building is an underground prison, originally it seems to be a place for prisoners.

　　 Huang Ji was sent to a cell on the second basement level. Someone locked a collar around his neck. Huang Ji knew that this collar was also a remote-controlled bomb.

　　 He was at the mercy of others and was quickly handcuffed to a chair.

　　 Everyone was placed in different cells in this way, and then the Illuminati people evacuated.

　　 Huang Ji knows very well that the game will start when everyone wakes up.

　　 What do you win until the end to receive one hundred million, nonsense, the so-called big bet is the bet of the rich behind the scenes, and they are just a horse race.

　　 One hundred million will indeed be given, but it will be used in exchange for his own life, otherwise he will be executed.

　　 In other words, a number plate is equal to a life. This life was just named the "100 Million Award".

　　 This is actually a game to win your own life. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

　　 Such hidden rules, the manager did not say. Because of the premature exposure of the cruel nature of the game, everyone will not participate in the number plate selection at the beginning, and everyone will be clamoring to leave. And let the observers behind the scenes lose their fun.

　　 "In ten minutes, the game will begin."

　　 "Everyone will have a TV in their cell. After the game starts, the rules of the game will be introduced and their situation will be disclosed."

　　 "At that time, the chair will be energized, and the current will be amplified step by step. Amplification of the current for five minutes may shock and death of ordinary people, and death for six minutes!"

　　 "The unlocking password of the chair is on the back of the chair, and the device for entering the password is on the top of the head. There is only one chance to enter the password, and you will die if you make a mistake..."

　　 "Everyone can check the monitoring of the other eleven rooms through the TV in the cell, so that they can see the code behind other people's chairs, but they can't see their own."

"Trust the game, and time is pressing, and there are twelve people... So before, the Illuminati only made everyone think that they were winning the jackpot, which meant that they were unprepared. Then they suddenly placed them here and informed them of their cruel situation. , Everyone will panic."

　　 "It's over once the twelve people quarrel together, five minutes, it's fleeting..."

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