When Du Wei said to bet a game.

Annabelle trembled instantly, but instead of giving up the idea of making a move like the black shadow, she was strangely suspended in the air, moving closer to Du Wei.

The ghosts also gathered around and formed a circle.

On the clown card, Du Wei, who was wearing a tuxedo, also turned his head and looked at Annabelle.

The card isn't just a medium for the demons, a part of the demons is hidden in it.

According to Father Tony, it is a "weapon" that can be used against evil spirits.

Du Wei didn't care about the ghosts, as long as Annabelle was dealt with, they would naturally disappear.

So, Du Wei said lightly: "If you don't speak, I'll take you as a default, and then the game begins." ”

"The loser has nothing, the winner gets everything."

After these words fell, the atmosphere in the whole room changed suddenly.

The ghosts surrounded Dewey and Annabelle like spectators at a gaming table.

Annabelle froze in the air.

Gambling is a thing that will only appear fair when the two sides are relatively evenly matched.

Du Wei was originally on the weak side, and all he could do was protect himself, but after putting on a mask and using this card, things became different.

The mask represents the identity of an evil spirit, and the gamble initiated by him is the evil spirit gamble.

Evil spirits to evil spirits, that's fair.

So, Du Wei said to Annabelle: "When the game begins, I sit in the bank, and the rule is that after I finish saying this, whoever says that I win first will be the winner." ”

Annabelle shuddered, and the ghosts around her snapped their gaze at Dewey.

The clown card in his hand also became a little cold and biting.

"Okay...... It seems that this card in my hand does not have the almost idealistic rules of the game, or rather, the chips do not match the rules. ”

Du Wei regretted a little, Annabelle was just an evil spirit doll, it shouldn't be able to speak, it seemed that it couldn't get a loophole in this situation.

He thought for a moment and continued: "Then the chips change, if I lose, I lose everything, and if you lose, you can only stay in the framed cabinet. ”

"And the rule is, see who can take off the mask I'm wearing first."

Annabelle seemed enraged, staring at Dewey, as did the ghosts.

It seems that in the next second, this gamble will end in failure.

This time it shouldn't be a matter of chips, but the rules of the game are unfair, so it can't be established.

Duvermo was holding the clown card, which was getting colder and colder, and he noticed that the tuxedo-clown on the card was also looking at him, with an indescribable strange evil.

He's thinking......

Annabelle was different from ordinary evil spirits, in the beginning, it was against another terrifying evil spirit, and it would never have been possible to put it in a framing cabinet if it hadn't been once when it couldn't resist.

Moreover, this thing is now more powerful because it has regained some of its strength, or it has been nourished by itself.

If you want to use the gamble to kill it, it should be difficult to succeed.

Even, after changing the rules, the gamble cannot be established.

The way this joker card is played is very restrictive, and it has to be made more fair in order to be valid.

Thinking of this, Du Wei added another article on top of the rules just now: "Before you do it, I can't touch the mask, otherwise the dealer will lose." ”

When this sentence is finished.

It was clear to Dewey that the card had a completely incomprehensible sense of strangeness.

There was also a weird smile on the card, and some black filaments appeared on both himself and Annabelle.

He knew that it was a chip, and the gamble was set.

Immediately after that, the evil spirit doll floating in front of him moved, and rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed.

In this regard, Du Wei's eyes were a little strange.

He directly pressed the lighter again.

The crimson flames burst out, Annabelle slammed, then shuddered, and the ghosts all walked up to Du Wei and blew lightly on the lighter.

The flame was suddenly extinguished.

Annabelle's doll body, reaching out and grabbing the mask.

But Du Wei didn't panic at all, his right hand directly entered the evil spirit, grabbed it forward, and pinched Annabelle's neck.

The moment you get it.

The right hand, which should have been insensible, came with an extremely cold, piercing chill.

Du Wei's heart also appeared a sense of restlessness.

But reason forced him to suppress this impulse and take off his mask.

The rules are set before the game is established, and regardless of whether there are loopholes, once they are established independently, both parties can only follow the rules of the game.

Unless Annabelle can destroy the mask, the gamble will be nullified.

But although the mask is now full of cracks, it is far from being broken, and even when facing the nun, it only has a few more cracks.

It can't do it, so it's definitely going to lose!

Du Wei looked at Annabelle and said lightly: "It seems that I won!" ”

On the card, the self in the tuxedo suddenly looked at Annabelle.

Immediately afterward, under Du Wei's somewhat surprised gaze, Annabelle trembled with anger.

The ghosts, rioting in unison, all rushed towards Du Wei.

But that didn't help.

In the evil spirit gambling game, there is only one thing to win or lose.

The next moment.

When the ghosts rushed in front of Du Wei, they disappeared one by one, and all they could hear was a scream with a thick reluctance and resentment.

On the wall, the door to the framed cabinet suddenly opened.

Dewey let go of his grip on Annabelle's neck and watched as it was pulled back into the framing cabinet by an invisible force.

It looks like it's playing back some kind of scene.

The lock on the ground clicked, locking the door again.

Bang bang bang......

In the framed cabinet, Annabelle banged frantically, as if trying to get out of it.

But no matter how it hits, it doesn't work.

Ultimately...... The force of the impact is getting smaller and smaller......

Du Wei withdrew his gaze and looked at the clown card in his hand.

At this time, on the entire clown card, the self in the tuxedo was smiling, and the wolf that was dormant in the shadows stretched out its paws and moved forward for some distance......

Du Wei took a deep breath and slipped it into his pocket.

In the process, the antique clocks hanging on the walls have remained intact.

And the shadow returned to the shadows, vanishing.

Everything looks very good.

Du Wei looked at the antique clock, pondered for a moment, and turned to walk towards the printer.

"Gotta find the right opportunity......"

……

Evening, 21:05.

in the attic.

A disemboweled corpse lay quietly aside.

Du Wei put the printout of the Vida Sect's photographs into the corpse's chest.

The way this evil corpse locks onto its target is based on the photo.

It hadn't seen itself before, so it would take a while to find its place in the end.

But as the Vidaists who made it, it is absolutely impressive.

"However, this thing shouldn't play a big role, at most it can kill a few cultists."

"So, I'm going to have to add some surprises to it."

After speaking, Du Wei took out another photo and stuffed it in.

The picture of the photo is a cat's eye, and further inside, it is a bloodshot eye.

After stitching up the body, Du Wei took out the sharp knife.

Untie the white cloth and stuff it into the corpse's hand.

Suddenly......

The corpse opened its eyes suddenly, trembled for a moment, and then stood up in a daze.

It looked at Dewey, and Dewey was looking at it.

"Do what you're supposed to do."