After saying goodbye to Helena and her little carrot heads, Dismask hugged the big watermelon and staggered down the stone path of Asgard like a pregnant woman who wanted to leave her baby. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Helena's bright smile, even in the midst of his troubles, shone like a ray of light on his heart that he thought was as hard as steel.

Dismask suddenly felt that he should do something, to defeat the enemies hidden in Asgard was secondary, and the priority was to save Helena, who was seriously ill but was still trying to earn money to feed a group of orphans.

How?

Looking at the group of unclothed children following behind him, Dismask suddenly raised his eyebrows, and casually picked up the fruit knife on the stall next door, and the knife fell in his hand.

Syllable!

The children exclaimed in amazement, looking at the red sky in amazement.

Dismusk put away his knife in a chic manner, reached out to catch a large semi-circular watermelon, opened his mouth and bit off most of it.

The other watermelons were under his control, and they fell firmly into the hands of those children.

"Chickens," Dismask chewed on the watermelon meat, "Uncle Sen is in a good mood today, please take a watermelon." Puff ......"

The children happily ran around with watermelons, and Dismask looked at them in the sunset and remembered his lost youth.

A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way.

Because of Lexia's relationship, the Golden Saint Seiya more or less understands some oriental proverbs and philosophies.

Find a way to make money quickly and decently, and still be self-reliant, without violating the morality of the rivers and lakes.

Dismusk stopped in front of a casino, felt the last coin in his pocket, and pushed the door in without hesitation.

If he hadn't wanted to keep a coin as capital, he would have bought two watermelons.

The door opened, and immediately the noise of gamblers shouting and drinking was heard inside, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of tobacco and the smell of wet and salty sweat.

Dismask, who is far more sensitive than ordinary people, was caught off guard, choked in his throat and eyes, and was almost choked into corpse gas.

Fortunately, Dismask practiced, so he didn't hang up on the spot, and there are a lot of stinky fish and rotten shrimp in the sea world, and he has a little resistance.

Walking around the casino, Dismask sat down in front of a table where he was playing Texas Hold'em.

Thin playing cards, for Dismask, there is not much difference between heads and tails, he can know with his eyes closed what the cards are on the board, the order of the cards in the pile, just ask, how to lose?

In the first hand, Dismask's hole card is two aces, according to the arrangement and combination of the cards in his pile, and in the end he will get three aces, which is the largest card among the six people on the table, and he will win.

Theoretically, this is true, but Dismask has forgotten two things, the first is that not everyone will follow, and some will choose to fold.

The second thing is that he only has one coin, and when someone else bets bigger, he can only choose to go all in when his pocket is empty, and then he squats aside and acts as a puppet.

Then he was forced to watch like a fool as the next house folded, and the house competed with the dealer to bet wildly, and after countless rounds of back and forth, the two stopped.

In the end, everyone showed the cards, the dealer straightened a dragon, the upper family was all the same, and Dismask had two A's.

Dismusk walked out of the casino door with his head touched, the difference between ideal and reality is too big, if you want to make money seriously, you can't just have a plug-in, you have to have an IQ.

Just when he was annoyed, an elegant man appeared behind him, "What's the matter, depressed?" It's no wonder that you can't see Master Diss in the Holy Domain, so you can enjoy a leisurely casino here. ”

Dismask glanced back at the man, then quietly stepped back, "This pink shirt and white leggings match you unexpectedly, Abrody." ”

"yes!" Abrody twisted his ass and turned around, with a graceful demeanor.

Dismusk turned around and left, if you have time, hurry up and find a way to make money, watching this perverted circle here, it's boring.

"Hey! Dies, do you have any news? Brother and Alice are in Asgard, you know? Also, have you ever met Mu and Aeolia? Abrody didn't see Dismask's deliberate evasion, and hurriedly caught up, "Something big happened in Asgard, Queen Hyluda was framed, and her sister Freya went to the Sanctuary for help, except for the Pope and Lord Aeolos, the rest of us are all here." ”

I know, of course I know, I'm one of the accomplices. Dismask muttered in his heart, but his face remained silent, "Something happened to Queen Heroda?" Why haven't I heard of it, I see that the people of Asgard live very wealthy, and it doesn't look like there has been a change. ”

Abrody shook his head, "It's not clear, Freya fell ill after arriving in the Sanctuary, and it is not clear what she said, the fellow God Fighter has a bubble in his head, and he doesn't know anything." ”

Abrody followed behind Dismask, both of whom were plain clothes, not wearing holy clothes, and were not afraid of being recognized by the people of Asgard.

"Oh." Dismask walked to the corner of the street and stopped, "Abu, did you bring any money?" ”

"Money? I remember it was like ......" Abrody reached out and buckled in his pocket, and finally pulled out two coins, and narrowed one eye happily, "Sure enough!" ”

Dismask has a black line, and the Golden Saint Seiya is wearing a glittering golden holy robe when he goes out.

Forget about one, both of them.

What can you do with two dollars, you can't buy two dollars and suffer a loss, you can't buy two dollars to be fooled, two dollars, you can't buy anything, you poor B!

Two dollars, Dismask's face was unspeakable, "Two dollars is two dollars, let's go!" ”

Grabbing the two dollars in his hand, Dismusk turned and walked back.

"Where to go?"

"Casino."

"To gamble? In this case, are you still in the mood to gamble? Dismask! Abrodi chased after Dismask and grabbed his arm, "These two dollars are mine, and I want to gamble if I want to bet!" ”

"You bet? Don't make a fuss, do you know what stud is? Just know how to play Texas Hold'em? You don't know, so don't be reckless, this kind of thing should be left to professionals, I'm a gambler. Dismusk dodged Abrodi's hand and tried to disguise himself as an old fritter.

Abrody didn't know where to pull out a white rose, "I don't understand what you said, but I know that I paid for it." ”

Dismask's heart suddenly tightened, "Okay, good, you come as you come, it's really too young, too simple, a place like a casino is not something that people of your temperament can play." ”

Half an hour later, looking at the pile of chips piled up high in front of Abrodi, Dismask began to doubt life, is he really not suitable for gambling money?

"Alright," said Abrody, in the alley, cleaning up the thugs who were following him, and then tossing the money bag to Dismask, "hurry up and get the business done, and then we'll be busy." ”