Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Black Coincidence
In a bar, a group of drunken people are yelling around a table – and the pokers and Kimpton and banknotes on the table are the source of their yelling.
"Follow him, follow him!"
There was a lot of commotion around the four people at the table, one was the owner of the bar, the other two were regulars of the bar, and the rest were tourists who claimed to be tourists from Landenburgh - of course, in the eyes of a bunch of gamblers who had drunk too much, it didn't matter who the other party was, as long as the money he brought and Kimpton were genuine, there was no problem.
"I'm big, ten dollars!"
The owner of the bar looked at his cards and threw out a ten-dollar bill - in such a small bar, the opening of the gambling bet will naturally not be too big, and the gambling equipment is limited to poker, dice and so on, and the game is basically known to be bigger than the size or caravan and the like.
And now they play poker caravan, a poker game with very simple and easy-to-learn rules - a single ace is the smallest, and the king is the largest; A total of five cards are dealt, in addition to the hole cards, each card, the person with the highest card bets, the rest of the people, can follow or not; The follower bets the same or doubles, while the discarder loses the fixed and wagered stakes for each hand.
Until there is no one to follow, and the remaining one or five cards are drawn, the higher side wins—of which, if five cards are drawn, the straight of the same color is the highest, followed by the variegated straight, the same color but incoherent one-color, and the pair; And if there is nothing, it is a single pick and the winner is determined by the size of the highest of the five cards.
"I'll follow!"
"Me too!"
"I give up!"
Except for one bar regular. The remaining two followed; And people folded to the bar regular. I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh - judging by the funds on the table. He and the tourist were both losers in the gamble, which began at noon, and both of them lost more than five hundred dollars; The owner of the bar was the biggest winner, and the other regular, who had a little bit of money in the account, was basically better than nothing.
This is not surprising; After all, having such a small game in a bar speaks for itself - a bar owner who doesn't know or isn't good at such a small game will never have one or two small gambling equipment on every table.
"I'm still older. One hundred! ”
After the fourth card was issued, looking at the K, the bar owner couldn't help but smile slightly, and threw out a large face value of the note - except for his hole cards that could not be seen, the exposed cards were J, Q, K three variegated straights, such a situation is undoubtedly worth a shot; As a gambler, he will naturally not lack such courage, not to mention that his hole card is a 10, as long as there is a 9 next time, it is undoubtedly a situation of killing.
Even if you can't kill it. Looking at the cards of the remaining two, it is undoubtedly a case of picking orders. With a king and a queen, and for everyone else's biggest hand, which is only a jack, he still wins; So, after placing his bets, the owner of the bar looked at the two opponents in front of him with a win.
"I give up!"
Another bar regular, looking at the cards of the three people, obviously saw the most likely situation, and couldn't help but shake his head and folded - after all, he was just losing the fixed bet of each game and the bet under each card, which added up to only twenty dollars, but the next hand was faced with a five-fold bet, if the cards were good enough, he didn't mind a handful, but such a hand, with the words is not fatal.
As for the fold of this bar regular, the people around him did not say anything, everyone is not blind, such a card is naturally seen clearly, and giving up is undoubtedly the best choice; However, looking at the slightly struggling look of the tourist, they were interested.
"I'll follow, double it!"
With the tourist's words, the people around couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and then immediately shouted.
"What a big guts, the biggest card on his board is only 10!"
"10, 3, 4, how can you win with a hand that is not a color!"
"Is it to put it on the last card and turn it over?"
"It's too risky!"
Even gamblers don't take risks for no reason; Looking at such a hand, they all shook their heads.
"Deal!"
The owner of the bar was also stunned - can the hole cards make a pair?
Such a thought appeared in his heart, and then, at once, he said to the bartender who acted as the dealer; At the same time, in a place where everyone was not looking, the barkeeper gave his bartender an inquiring look - it was certainly not all luck to win so many times; Some small means are naturally indispensable; However, the owner of the bar is cautious, not every game is like this, but only at the most critical moments, and it is precisely in this way that the gamblers around him can go unnoticed.
While dealing the cards, the bartender gave his boss an affirmative look; Immediately, the bar owner, who had been suspicious before, turned back to the table with a big heart; Confidently looked at this out-of-town tourist - almost, let you scare it!
With this thought, the owner of the bar couldn't wait to see the other party's sad expression again!
“3?!”
However, doomed to the disappointment of the bar owner, two 3s of different colors appeared in front of the two, as long as they were not blind, they understood who was losing and who was winning at the moment; Although a single K is the largest, it is not as good as a pair of 3s; Stunned to look at his own and the other's cards, and then at the other's surprised expression, the bar owner took a sip of the ale on the table in frustration.
"I fold!"
Obviously, it would be stupid to follow this again!
"I don't believe your luck will be so good in the future!"
With these words, the owner of the bar began the rest of the game; And as if he was going to make a joke with him, and then gamble on the next game. The other party's luck improved in an instant. Even his petty tricks can't win against the other party. In ten rounds in a row, the opponent is the final winner, and all the chips on the table are gathered in front of the opponent.
This guy's luck is too good!
This was the most intuitive thought of everyone in the bar about this visitor after the end of the tenth round, even the bar owner - although he had a small trick, it didn't mean that he was a boss, he wasn't, and neither was his bartender; The most common means for the two is to look at the hole cards; As for such a clever skill as a card swap. He wouldn't; However, he was also sure that neither was the other party.
Otherwise, he would not have won so much money at the beginning, and after that, the person who dealt the cards was also his person, which undoubtedly illustrates another problem - the luck of the other party is coming!
Everyone who likes to gamble believes in luck, they think that luck is fundamental; So, naturally, the owner of the bar wanted to get up - and gamble with someone who was lucky. Undoubtedly stupid; However, he didn't wait for him to get up. Nearby, another bar regular, who had won a little money before, stood up first.
"No more playing, no more playing!"
The bar regular, who stood up, picked up a bottle of rum and poured it into his mouth, to which the people around him laughed understandingly or gloatingly—this was the one who had lost the most in the previous 10-game caravan; It's even worse than the 'prophetic' bar owner, who not only spit out the winning, but also posted a lot of it.
"Luck is coming, no one can stop it!" The barkeeper also stood up and beckoned to the bartender, "Come, give each of you a glass of ale, and wish us luck too!" ”
Although he lost a lot after that, the previous wins were enough for the bar owner to make a lot of money, which was more than enough for a glass of low-cost ale for each of the less than twenty people present.
"The owner is such a nice guy!"
"Yes, good man!"
The drunkards and gamblers present immediately did not hesitate to send words of praise - the reason why they like to come here is not only to be able to gamble pleasantly, but also because the boss's 'generosity' is another reason.
"Cheers!"
As soon as the free ale was served, all the men raised their glasses and shouted loudly, leaving their previous gambles behind them—they were accustomed to such a game that would take place at least two or three times a week.
"How about we take another gamble?"
At the same table, the quail posed as a tourist raised a glass to the gambler next to him and proposed.
"I've already lost three months' salary, and if I gamble again, I won't even be able to afford a barbecue for Midwinter!" The regular, who had been sitting in the chair and had not left, immediately smiled bitterly when he heard the quail's proposal.
"If you win, all my money here is yours!"
"Bet on what? If I lose, what do I have to pay? ”
The only remaining vigilance made the bar regulars subconsciously ask, but when his eyes saw that there were no less than a thousand banknotes on the table, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva - for a gambler who was in a hurry to lose, he would not let go of any opportunity to turn the book; And although the one in front of him didn't lose his eyes, he was not much worse; Therefore, after seeing the other party's expression, the quail, which had been waiting for a long time, couldn't help laughing, like an old fox who was about to steal a hen.
"Poker caravans or dice are fine! As for your loss......"
The quail couldn't help but pause when he said this, but the bar regulars didn't notice it at all, his eyes just swirled around the money, poker, and dice, and his mouth kept urging: "What if you lose?" ”
"Help me get this to a hotel a few blocks away!"
As he spoke, a ball the size of a ping-pong ball appeared, dark and black, as if it had been carved out of coal.
"What a shame!"
After just one glance, the bar regulars happily agreed.
……
"Can we change the bet?"
Looking at the regulars of the bar in the hotel not far away, he couldn't help but look sad - it was clear that standing here he had already explained the worst gamble.
"What do you say?"
The quail smiled coldly, even with camouflage on his face, but the gloomy feeling still made the bar regular, who was just a gambler, feel a chill in his back.
"Okay, okay!"
When the quail's gaze began to linger on his throat. This bar regular, I couldn't help but feel a burst of strangeness in my heart. It was as if the other party would pounce on him at any moment and bite his throat; Immediately. The voice trembled and nodded again and again: "Sir, I promise you!" Please let me go! ”
Tears were already in the bar regular's voice.
"As long as you bring this into the inn and throw it in the face of the innkeeper, then I will naturally let you go! And as long as you do what I tell you to do, you won't have any problems! As he spoke, the dark ball that had flashed in the sight of the bar regulars appeared in his hand.
"Y-Can you guarantee it?"
The bar regular, as if seeking confidence for himself, looked at the quail with a pitiful look in his eyes.
"Of course!"
The quail replied without hesitation.
As if such unhesitating words had a certain reassuring effect, the bar regulars gritted their teeth. Walked straight to the hotel.
It worked!
Looking at the other party's distant back, a hint of joy flashed from the quail's eyes - what he said before was of course false, from the moment the other party got the seemingly harmless black ball the size of a ping-pong ball, everything was already doomed; The black orb is a magic prop, to be precise, it is a part of the Flame Wand, and it is a very crucial part, as long as it is violently impacted, then the power contained in it is enough to have five fireballs will burst out in an instant.
Of course, because the kicker part of the wand itself is missing. It's a little less powerful than the explosion of the real Five Fireballs; But for this small inn, which is entirely wooden and brick, it is sufficient; A split second of explosion was enough to send it flying into the air. And the people who live in it will naturally not end well.
The Thousand Faces, twin brothers......
Thinking of such a face, the quail smiled coldly, he was very much looking forward to the performance of the other three under such an explosion - although the power of such an explosion was enough to kill ordinary people, but for these three people, the quail knew that it was possible to be injured, but it was difficult to be fatal; Especially that thousand-faced monster, with all kinds of magic props all over his body, I don't know how many ways to save his life, and it is not a few fireballs that can solve the problem at all.
Do you have more means to save your life than the witchers, the Holy See, and the Supreme Government?
As long as you are targeted by these three parties, don't you have to die for as many lives as you have!
The quail turned and walked slowly towards the corner, expecting the impending explosion - as for the 'messenger'? There was no hope of survival at such a close distance, and the flames and heat were enough to disfigure his face, even if he tried to scan it; Even if the wizards helped, they would just get an 'illusion'.
At this moment, Lateenburg, which is gathered by so many dark mercenaries, is not so easy to find a stranger!
I never thought that one day, I would want you to be stronger!
After all, only the stronger you get, the more attention you get, and the more time I have!
At the thought of the pride, the quail chuckled triumphantly, and the laughter was sinister and piercing.
Rumble!
And in the midst of this ugly laughter, a huge explosion sounded behind him, and the gathered waves of air blew the pedestrians around him to the ground, and some of the injured people cried out in this sudden explosion and firelight; Only at the moment of the explosion, the quail, which had hid in a small alley, began to laugh loudly.
The laughter was still sinister, and it was getting more and more piercing, almost like the chirping of the night owl.
……
"Finger, what's going on?"
The weak witcher, who was flipping through a book that recorded some special flowers and plants, raised his head to look at Ye Qi, who frowned after pushing open the door of the room, and the rare and enthusiastic dark mercenary who was already idle and bored on the side also raised his head - for a person who is used to running, it is a kind of torment to trap him motionless; Although Tony doesn't know what kind of structure Lu Dao will have after facing death, it is the same feeling as now, right?
Tony, who has such an awareness, swears that he needs something to divert his attention, otherwise, he will probably go crazy, but the weak witcher next to him is a tepid character, especially in the face of injury, he is mainly meticulous care, but don't expect the other party to relieve his boredom.
A large number of inexplicable plants, ores, and creatures came out of the other party's mouth, making Tony feel more comfortable than when he was alone, and these things that he didn't understand at all were completely like a soul-destroying spell - so the moment Ye Qi appeared, the dark mercenary shouted loudly.
"Finger, you're finally back! What's going on? ”
"The man who attacked you, I found it!"
Ye Qi's answer immediately attracted the attention of the two, and the weak witcher put away his books and waited for Ye Qi's follow-up with the dark mercenary.
"But they're dead!"
Ye Qi looked at the expectant eyes of the two, and couldn't help but spread his hands.
PS The second update~~~ Because of the decadence, this chapter is also rushed out in advance, and it is timed!!
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