Spin bet is a form of gambling that originated in the pre-disaster era, or rather, a form of duel. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoA revolver is loaded with a bullet, and the two take turns shooting themselves in the head, and the guns are fired, and the winner or loser is decided.

However, after the catastrophe, the ability appeared one after another, and thermal weapons were meaningless for those who controlled the source energy, even for the lowest level of ability, the number of free source energy in the soul made it not a problem for them to resist dozens or hundreds of bullets, and the wheel gamble lost its lethality and gradually ceased to appear in duels.

However, soon a new way of spinner gambling was developed and it returned to the duel method, the new reins were actually very simple, and the rest of the rules were the same, except that the gun wielder was replaced by the opponent. After the spin bet starts, one side holds the gun, through the method of source energy infusion, so that the gun attaches a certain amount of source energy, and then points the other party's eyes and pulls the trigger. If a bullet is fired from this attack, the bullet will naturally also attach to the source energy, break through the opponent's source energy barrier protection, and attack the most vulnerable part of the opponent's physical defenses - the eye.

If the difference in the strength of the source energy between the two sides is not too great, such a close-range attack is often fatal, and even if someone is lucky enough not to be killed, at least they will suffer heavy damage. Of course, if the difference in strength between the two sides is too big, even if the close attack cannot break through the opponent's source energy protection, the problem is that there is no one who will have a boring duel under this strength gap.

The crow smiled sensibly, his fingers gently brushed over the silver snatcher, leaned forward to approach the gray back, and whispered softly: "The most exciting gambling is naturally gambling on your life, how about it, this little white face, do you dare? Hehe, I think, you don't dare, hehehehe." ”

"I'm ......" Grayback's throat was dry, and he swallowed heavily. He has been a mercenary for four or five years, and he is used to seeing life and death, but this is the first time that someone has shown him death naked and naked, and this intuitive impact makes him can't help but wipe a cold sweat.

"Simple, isn't it?" the tip of the crow's tongue crossed his lips, his smile a little darker and more evil, and his voice was hoarse and low, "Pick up the gun, pull the trigger, you and I, until the gun goes off, and your head, or mine, thump, explodes like a smashed watermelon." Hehehehe, the life of the loser dissipates in the sound of gunfire, and the winner welcomes the joy of living in the cheers of the audience. Hehehehe, simple, crude, but absolutely efficient, this is simply the best way to gamble, right?"

"But it's a pity that you don't dare to accept it. The crow shook his head very regretfully, looked at the gray back with pity, and sighed, "Look at your current life, with three grams of gold and a bottle of perfume on your body, drinking a glass of wine with one gram of silver, sitting in a safe and comfortable bar, and a few beautiful bar waiters serving tea and water. ”

"Think about it, how long have you not faced death? a month, two months, a year, two years?" the crow stood up, walked around the gray back, and said with empathy, "It doesn't taste good to be called the face head, to be seen as a little white face, hehehehe, you can know if you think about it, you are also a man." But what can you do? The boss has taken a fancy to you, that's your blessing, the boss takes care of you, and doesn't let you out of dangerous tasks, can you still refuse? Hehe, gentle township is a hero's mound, man, when has your blood been worn out? When has your courage been replaced by lust and guilt?"

"What a good opportunity, gamble, as long as you win, the face you lost on those two hateful women before will be recovered. The crow's voice was as low as a whisper in his ear, full of inexplicable temptation, "Not only your face, but also the face of the entire Blood Spear Regiment, all of them have been recovered." Those two women just brought back a man, and you shot them in the head, but the two of them couldn't do anything at all, tsk, I'm afraid they will have to be in the city of chaos for years, and they won't be able to hold their heads up in the city of chaos. ”

"Where can you find such a good opportunity? In the fight of life and death, the real knife and real gun recovery scene? Hehe, while constantly training in the wilderness, while soaking in the gentle township, is it possible to catch up? Compete in strength, you will never have a chance to turn over, but now, 50 percent of the chance, you can get rid of the situation of being despised and discriminated against by everyone, this is simply a pie falling from the sky. ”

"It's a pity that you don't dare to take it, because there is still a fifty percent chance that you will die, hehehehe. The crow sneered and patted lightly on the shoulder of the gray back, "When a person dies, everything will not be enjoyed, how can you be willing to give it up? You are not afraid of death, you just feel that there is no need to take risks, but does such an excuse really convince yourself?"

"Even if you can convince yourself, what about the brothers in the regiment?" the crow bent down and leaned into the ear of Greyback, smirking grimly, "And, what about the blood spear?

"In the past few years, how many brothers have been embarrassed by those two women, and how many brothers have not dared to look at them head-on, humiliation, humiliation. Now I finally have a chance to be ashamed, but I was given up by you, because you are afraid of death, hehehe. ”

"Do you suppose that the Bloodgun, and the captains you thought had a chance to outdo them, would be disappointed?

"Hehe, I guess not, because they don't have any hope for you at all, who would have any hope for a face, a little white face? As a qualified face, as long as you can meet the needs of the blood gun, it must be the only expectation that the blood gun has for you, as for recovering face for the blood gun group, hehehe, it is not a little white face that should bear the responsibility. ”

"So, it's okay, man. The crow straightened up again, sat back across from Grayback, smiled mockingly, and whispered, "You can completely refuse this gamble, I know, you don't dare ......"

"xxx, who said that Lao Tzu would not dare. Grayback finally couldn't sit still, slapped the wine glass in front of him, and said loudly with red eyes, "xx, Lao Tzu will bet with you." ”

"Huh?" Not only the crow and the female leopard, but even the rose made a surprised expression, shook her head and whispered to herself, "There are really people who are not afraid of death, it's so pitiful." ”

"Good, courageous. The crow smiled and gave a thumbs up to the gray back, "Just rush to your backbone, I will obey you." ”

"Less nonsense. Grayback said viciously, "Let's get started." ”