Chapter 390: Sandbox Game

Chapter 390: The Sandbox Game

At the edge of the tavern, a young boy with pale blond hair was facing a man with a full beard and a well-dressed man, who looked like a gentleman, but was actually a gambler. Around the two of them, there were already people who had come to watch the battle. Some of them were nervous, some were full of consternation, and some were even staring at the child's hand. I hope to see some flaws in this. The bars were originally crowded, because the game between these two people seemed a little strangely quiet.

The two of them had been sitting opposite each other for a long time, and in front of them, there were a few playing cards, and there were piles of gold coins like a hill in their hands.

"Hurry up, uncle. Whether to change the card or not. On one side of the table, I yawned as I urged my opponent to make a quick decision. Since I had just won the entire net worth of that strong man with one gold coin and one life, I have now faced my seventh opponent, and the gold coins at hand have also increased. And the opponents faced are also different. From the initial coolie, to the ordinary drinker, to the gambler who wants to make a fortune. And then there are the rich people who are willing to spend a lot of money just for the thrill of it. But as a result... The people here have gone from watching the game to carefully observing my tricks.

Everyone knows that I must be out of a thousand to be able to win in a row, but ... No one can see it. And just the previous one because of the disobedience to my thousands. Well, the guy who didn't accept my gambling skills and was bent on finding evil stubble has now been carried out of the bar.

Well, as the so-called martial arts, no one can stop it. Why, you ask, do people play with me even though I know I'm out of the thousands?

A game is a winner, if you win, it is a mountain of gold coins, and if you lose, you have nothing, how can those outlaw gamblers not come in and mix in this kind of gamble, and no one stipulates that you can't make a thousand. The gentleman in front of me doesn't know what to do. Although he thinks that he also has a way to get out of a thousand, but with so many people watching, this uncle seems to be a little distracted.

Three J of spades face up, three cards of 10,6 face down, as long as there are two spades to turn into a flush. If you're lucky, there's a straight, and that's a straight flush. The opposite uncle's hand is not good, only one of the three hidden cards can be made up, and the remaining two are red 7 and 3 No way, I had to change two cards. Leave a Grass Flower J guaranteed onepair.

And it turns out that a draw doesn't necessarily lead to a good hand. Uncle's two reds were exchanged for a 5 of spades and a 6 of grass flowers. A deck of twopair cards was played. According to the rules of the game, this two-pair card is already a big win, but in the case of three spades, he is really afraid that my side will play a flush flush.

However, fate is sometimes so fond of playing tricks on people. There is no option to draw, three hole cards are revealed, and all three are spades. The numbers don't matter anymore, the important thing is that I have won any game I have.

Everyone is in the circle, and no one has even touched the cards. Just looked at it and waited for the cards to be dealt. The card was also dealt by the young waiter in the waiter's costume next to him. How the hell did he cheat?

"Almost, let's play here today. I stumbled over the pile of gold coins in front of me, asked the bartender for a burlap bag, filled with a bag full of money, and left the bar. And these NPCs with a high degree of freedom, although many of them are very annoyed and angry, but there is still nothing to say about the gambling. They all returned to their seats. And those who gamble poorly, they have already gone outside to ambush when I won my last opponent fifteen minutes ago.

"Boy, would you like to call a taxi for you? "The original uncle doesn't dare to underestimate me at the moment. At least from the convenience of gambling.

"No need, I'll clean up the stalls outside. He grabbed a handful of gold coins from the sack and placed them on the uncle's table. "The grace of a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring. Uncle, you gave me a gold coin and took care of my meal, these are considered as return gifts. Take it to buy a bar!"

"Stinky boy is very good. The uncle laughed and didn't refuse my kindness.

"Why don't you buy information?" I said in passing. At the same time, he stretched out his thumb and index finger and made a figure of eight: "Where can I get this?"

“。。。。。。 For a moment, the whole bar seemed to stand still. All of them are stuck. It should be Noah's Ark doing the math. After all.. A suspenseful mystery game has now been played as a sandbox game. Some plots and data that shouldn't have been there now have to be recalculated. I can understand the momentary stuck. After about three seconds, all the characters returned to their original state.

"I don't know what you're talking about. The uncle shook his head. "But if you're looking for something nice, I recommend you go to Old Rick's Pawnshop behind Fun Street. ”

"Understood. Let's go. I nodded to my uncle and walked out with the sack.

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Step out of the bar and head straight into the back alley. There are already four or five people waiting for me to show up with a guy in their hands. It must have been when I saw my money at the bar that I thought about it. Look at the guys in their hands, short knives, sticks, and wine bottles. I really can't get me interested. Throwing the sack aside, I moved my hands and feet and rushed towards the few Lai Han who were surrounding me. I really don't want to admit this kind of person...

Boom!

I couldn't pretend to be X, and I was wheeled in the arm by a man with a stick on the other side. In pain, I turned around and put him down with a leg sweep. At the same time, the people also retreated.

"Shhhhh It's a little painful. I rubbed my arm and frowned. "Something is wrong, it's just a gangster, it can hurt me. The angle of that stick just now was a bit tricky. Accident?" I pulled a coin out of my pocket and squeezed it in my palm, and once again rushed towards the thugs.

"Boy, die!" a knife-wielding thug shouted and rushed at me. The short knife in my hand also stabbed me in the head.

Bite!

The coin in his hand flew out and smashed on the bridge of the thug's nose first, causing him to be briefly distracted. Stepping forward, leaning to the left, kicking out of the side of his feet, his shoulders pushed forward, and a sturdy leaning lean directly threw the bastard away, and at the same time took the short blade in his hand.

With my dagger in my hand, I stabbed the fallen thugs in the chest, only to be blocked by the other thugs swarmed with clubs.

"Tsk. Sure enough, there was a problem. His brow furrowed. I lowered my body and began to face the fight head-on.

"Die!" the thugs rushed up one after another. But unlike just now, I already have a sharp blade in my hand, although the dagger is extremely disadvantageous to the short stick, but fortunately, my kung fu is hard enough.

A bottle of wine flew towards my head, and I made a round lunge at my feet, and stepped on a gossip directly to the side of a thug, and the dagger in my hand did not go to my throat, but slashed heavily at the tendons on the back of his knee. Directly made him lose control of one leg. Instead of pursuit, I leaned in towards the thugs behind me, who had already picked up the stick. Skirting the outside of the stick he had picked off, he raised his hand and slashed at his wrist. Then he was stabbed in the thigh. Then he pulled back, because the third thug had already rushed up. Facing me with his bare hands, he suffered a little. I turned the dagger around, shook it in front of him, then twisted my waist and stabbed the dagger into his left rib, which is the part of his kidney. Then he quickly drew his knife and threw it out, flying towards the throat of the fourth thug.

The last thug watched as the four companions in front of him fell one after another. He looked at the short stick in his hand again, and finally took a few steps back, threw away the short stick, and fled far away.

As for the remaining one dead and three wounded, it took me about two minutes to deal with them thoroughly.

"Phew, all I got in the end was this broken dagger. I took a sip of it. Then continue to walk towards the back alley of Happy Street. Finally, at the end of the alley, I found the old Rick pawnshop that the uncle said.

Walking into the pawnshop, a quaint atmosphere mixed with leather and bronze comes to your face. The room is not big, but there are a lot of goods on the shelves around it. The fiber in the room was very dim, and only a kerosene lamp on the counter still shimmered a little, and the faint light reflected the goods on the shelves one by one with a faint outline and orange light.

"Kid, you should be sleeping at home at this time. Under the kerosene lamp, a half-centenarian in a white shirt and navy blue vest stared at black and white hair, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and a needle and thread in his hand, as if he was sewing something.

"You're old Rick... The owner of the pawn shop?" subconsciously called out the name, and I hurriedly added.

"Just call me Uncle Rick. Old Rick put down the needle and thread in his hand and took off his glasses. Glancing at me in the dim light. "Is there anything you need to do?"

"Hey, the game store is open. I chuckled inwardly. "I heard a brown-bearded uncle say that you can get good things from you. ”

"That depends on your definition of a good thing. and the price you can give" Old Rick didn't seem to have a complaint against the man who introduced me. "What do you want?"

"Medical bandages, painkillers, hemostats, wheelchairs, white bread, milk, jam, and bacon bacon. Five daggers sharp enough, three guns, and three boxes of cartridges. And intelligence. Oh yes, please give me a map of the city and a pocket watch, the kind that should be the right time. ”

“。。。 What a strange list. Old Rick seemed to pause for a few seconds before speaking. "For the first four, I suggest you go to the municipal hospital on Administrative Street. The middle four are available at the street food store three hours later, and the rest, except for maps and pocket watches, I don't plan to sell them to you. As he spoke, Old Rick took out a pocket watch with a silver shell and a piece of brown paper from under the counter.

"Let's take a look at my bid. I threw a sack of gold coins over the counter. The glittering luster inside looked at Old Rick's eyes with a glimmer of light, but it immediately dimmed again.

"If you can get your hands on all the items on my list for you, they'll be yours. ”

"I really can't do anything about medical supplies, but ah, old Rick, I can run the food store for you. ”

"The focus is on what's behind. "I said patiently.

"Oh, for the sake of so many gold coins. After thinking about it, Rick Sr. finally relented.

"Do you have any information about Jack the Ripper?"

"Hmph, if I have this information, why don't I tell the police officer the news?" said Old Rick shook his head. "All I know is that he is Moriarty's subordinate, working for him. If you're looking to find Jack the Ripper, starting with Moriarty might be a good choice. With the weapon you just bought from me. ”

"What?!etc... Wait a minute. Who did you just say?"

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