Fifty-one The Night of Gambling Dogs
As the saying goes, bet on dogs, bet on dogs, bet until the end has nothing, and naturally there are people who are lucky and have everything in the end.
It's like the that the marketing account promotes that reading is useless, and that readers can only work for people who don't read and don't study, but in fact it's just the concept of survivor bias.
This set of nonsense can only deceive elementary school students, and adults will only smile faintly and report it backhandedly.
Only a fool would believe that he was the only lucky one among the tens of millions, and could anyone with such thoughts think that he had saved the galaxy in his last life?
Shake your head.
Kerry doesn't think about this nonsense anymore.
Looking at the remaining 500 points, the man lying on the bed fell into deep thought.
The first three draws received a total of 100 spiritual power and 100 spiritual power or 100 spiritual power.
The screen in front of him shows the red number 500, and he only has one last chance to draw.
There's no need to keep it, Kerry decides to gamble again!
"Lottery!"
The lottery interface rotates.
This time, the rotation frequency was significantly faster than the previous ones.
Kerry felt his heart beat faster, as if he had a gut feeling that something good was likely to break out this time.
"Could it be the new Ghost Legion?"
Recalls the story of the increasingly powerful Shadow Eater Army that can devour the shadows of others.
Kerry's mouth was dry, and it seemed that he had dreamed of his ambition to use the Shadow Legion to unify Eagle Sauce.
"Click." Scrolling slows down.
The screen pauses.
Countless pale blue lights resemble neon lights flickering at night in the cherry blossom country, especially in the dark, forming a twinkling sheep's head pattern.
"Obtain the Dark Sheep Charm."
"Dark Sheep Charm: Corrupted by darkness, it transforms."
"Mutant ability: Within ten steps, you can extract the souls of the weak to torture, because of the fragility of the soul, they will know everything."
"Definition of Strength: Strength of the Soul."
"Attention! For the souls of madmen, please extract with caution!! ”
The lottery interface gradually dimmed, like a neon sign that went out, indicating the end of the lottery.
The system is "impartial", and Kerry, who has no points, does not get a second of favor from it.
There seemed to be something more in his hand, and Kerry lowered his head and let go of his palm.
A pentagonal stone falls silently in the palm of your hand.
The pale blue and black sheep's head pattern is engraved on the top.
The man picked up the stone and pointed at the pleated lamp, and naturally there was more information in his mind.
He knew how to use it.
It's as natural and fluid as breathing.
Instinct understands.
Kerry gripped the stone tightly, and the face of the Black Tiger Afu came to his mind.
"So, let's try its power."
Wear a generous police uniform issued by the police station.
Now that the weather has entered autumn, if you don't pay attention to keeping warm, you are likely to lie in bed for a week.
Although Eagle Sauce is seriously rotten, it is still very important for the police to keep warm, after all, the old men don't want any accidents to happen to the guys who protect their safety?
Kerry clasped his wrist slightly.
Two ghost ninjas emerge from the floor, they are like air, everywhere for as long as the owner needs them.
Smooth and natural, the two Ghost Ninjas each stretched out a hand and put it on Kerry's shoulder.
There was a cold touch on his shoulders, and Kerry's expression remained unchanged, and the two ghost ninjas gradually sank to the floor with Kerry's body.
As the King of Darkness, Kerry is naturally free to travel through the dark dimension.
Eventually, only a pleated lamp was left in the room, giving off a lonely glow.
Passing through the dark latitude of the oppressive atmosphere, Kerry reappeared, and Kerry had reached the street of Mr. Calles' house.
The cold wind of the autumn night is like a sharp knife, not painful or gentle.
Kerry tightened his coat and walked in the direction of Mr. Carais's villa.
If you come early, you might be able to meet the black tiger Afu wandering around.
For Kerry, the stage is too monotonous.
Jumping over the iron fence, the night was silent, and the villa was also pitch black.
It's past two o'clock in the morning, and most of the people are already asleep.
After all, many interviewers who come to Fox Town have just turned 18 years old, and they are kicked out by their parents on the grounds that "you have grown up, you should make money to support yourself", and they live without a fixed place every day, and they are accompanied by trash cans.
So to have a villa to sleep in, these guys naturally go to bed early, and they won't think about doing anything.
If a person has tried suffering and suffering, then happiness will be cherished extraordinarily.
But this has nothing to do with Kerry, these guys sleep earlier and are better off moving on their own.
Detouring to the back of the villa, after exploring Mr. Careth's villa, Kerry knew the escape route for the villa.
An old man's house actually built an escape route, so he could naturally guess that this old man was not ordinary, and the follow-up investigation also confirmed Kerry's guess that Mr. Calles was a smuggler when he was young.
Going back and forth between the burrito country and Eagle Sauce, and colluding with those moths on the border to bring a steady stream of good things into Eagle Sauce.
Let's just say it's terrible inside and out.
Through the back door of the Carrasbia villa, Kerry managed to enter the interior.
The back door leads to the second floor, and the hallway is flanked by the rooms where the interviewees live.
On the first floor is a large living room.
Many Eagle Sauce people like to have parties, when the handsome men and beautiful women drink and drink about the same, they will go to the second floor of the master's house to find a house and shoot.
What? What do you say about those ugly people who don't look down on each other?
Keep playing.
Truth or Dare, turn the bottle, drink like crazy until you drink until you look at each other well, and then team up to applaud love.
Therefore, among the high school students and college students of Eagle Sauce, young people with large villas are also popular.
Come to room 201, which is the house of Black Tiger Afu.
Gently close to the ear, Kerry: "Can't hear the sound, doesn't seem to be in the house?" ”
"Go in and have a look."
A Ghost Ninja is summoned, and then melts into the carpet, looking like a pool of thick black ink from Kerry's perspective.
The layout of the house also appeared in Kerry's mind, it was empty, and the Black Tiger Afu was not here.
Kerry's eyes cast on the basement, the first floor is a vast space, and the sound can be transmitted far away, so it is ruled out that the entire villa is left with only the basement unexplored
Kerry: "Go check it out. ”
Walk down the stairs to the basement.
"I know, but that old thing actually has an anti-theft door, the kind that cannonballs can blow up, and there are police in this hellish place, I can't drive a tank, the army will target me!"
The entrance to the basement is lit up by a mobile phone screen, revealing a red hair.
A blue training suit tightens exaggerated muscles, which can make a 40~60 rich woman clamp her legs.
The man lifted his legs, and the crisp sound of high-end leather shoes stepping on the stone steps was especially loud in the dark night.
Black Tiger Ah Fu cut off the phone and looked up at Kerry.
The blue pupils of the eyes have a meaning called killing.
"Mr. Kerry, you shouldn't have come." Ah Fu twisted his neck, not paying attention to Kerry.
After all, compared to his own size, Kerry is like a bamboo pole, the kind that falls down when touched.