Lin Qi was stunned.

Sanctification rituals?

Is it to confuse the eye?

Or something else.

Lin Ke stopped thinking deeply, if he continued to think, he might think of something terrible.

It's not too late to look into the situation and consider this possibility the worst.

"But uncle," Takahiro Tusheng smiled mysteriously at Lin Ke: "The owner of this casino allows us to open a private gambling game~"

Takahiro Tusheng pointed in one direction, where a group of people gathered, swallowing clouds and spitting fog and cheering.

"That's where the owner of this casino has set up a private gambling game for us."

"What's the main thing to play?" Lin Ke dutifully acted as a problem baby.

"Some thrills, knives through fingers, Russian roulette... Everything, and if you don't have enough gold, this is your vault. ”

"If you're lucky."

Okay, I got it. Seeing that the young man didn't have anything to say, Lin Ke beckoned them to leave.

Takahiro Toshida and his entourage walked towards the "treasury".

At this time, Lin Qi noticed that there seemed to be a teenager clustered among them.

It's like protection, it's like... Control?

Squinting his eyes, Lin Ke quietly followed.

Passed through the hallucinogen-injected, somewhat exalted crowd, to the privately run casino.

It's not as formal as before, and a group of people around a broken wooden table or blanket starts.

With the sound of a gunshot, the crowd in front erupted in cheers.

It seems that the teenagers went there.

Lin Ke squeezed through the crowd and came in.

I saw that the young man who had been surrounded was standing in the center of the crowd at this time, and a strong man with a green tattoo on his bald head was standing in front of him, holding a revolver in his hand, and cold sweat was falling like rain.

"Russian Roulette"

It's a game of fate, in which you fill one bullet in one of the six slots of the revolver, quickly turn the magazine and close it, and then shoot the person in the head.

With a soft sound, the strong man was over-the-air.

He grinned, bared his yellowed teeth, and let out a sigh of relief.

A man in a black robe with a face that could not be seen clearly pushed fifteen gold coins to him.

The strong man scooped up the gold coins and ran happily to the casino.

Lin Qi smacked his tongue slightly, is the life here only worth fifteen gold coins?

"Boy, you're next, aren't you?"

The black-robed man said to the young man, his voice hoarse, unable to distinguish men and women.

But the breeze blew, and Lin Ke instantly sketched his appearance in his mind with his inhuman five senses.

It was also a bald head, but a huge scar was scratched from the center of the eyebrows to the chin, and the entire nose disappeared, accompanied by bursts of breathing, and the only two remaining nostrils squirmed slightly.

Terrifying as a demon.

"First of all, fill the bullets, and the number of bullets you fill represents the amount of money you can get."

The black-robed man began to explain.

"Then aim it at your body part, again, the higher the price for different parts."

"The highest, naturally, is the heart and ......the head," the black-robed man suddenly said in a teasing tone: "Or... Hahahahaha! ”

The boy nodded, grabbed the revolver and was about to press in the ammunition.

This decisiveness somewhat startled everyone present, and they erupted into loud cheers.

It's like forcing a good woman to be good and forcing a woman to be good, which is happy.

As the teenagers refilled their ammunition one by one, the crowd's cries grew louder and louder.

He actually filled in three.

At this time, even the black-robed man became excited, and said with some trembling excitement: "If... If you don't die, I can give you fifty gold coins!! ”

"Oh oh oh!" Everyone present was boiling, and many people directly picked up a needle containing hallucinogens and plunged it into their bodies.

Just as the boy placed the revolver next to his temple, a hand pressed the gun down with force that could not be refused.

The young man turned his head and saw that it was the uncle from before.

"New man, what are you going to do?" The black-robed man's tone was a little angry, "If you want to be a good person, go out and turn right to go to the welfare home!"

Pretend to be a virgin here, but you will die. ”

He already had a good temper, and the table next to him had already gone up.

The eyes of the surrounding audience gradually became unkind.

Someone suddenly punched Lin Ke in the face, but he easily took it down.

Lin Ke lightly pressed his hand on the young man's body, ignoring the others: "What's your name?" How old is it? ”

The young man was stunned: "Minakami Motoji, eighteen." ”

"Well," Lin Qi nodded, pushing him behind him hard, "I'll come first, don't grab it." ”

The boy didn't have to answer.

When the black-robed man heard this, he suddenly laughed: "Be a good person? Yes, just pay the price. ”

"You're going to start with three ammo!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them began to chant!

Lin Ke smiled slightly: "Yes." ”

Without waiting for him to react, Lin Qi opened the revolver, filled three again, and then quickly turned around and closed the magazine.

Aimed directly at his own head.

Only then did the people around realize that this new good man was originally here to find death!

"Don't die on me...", the black-robed man was about to have a seizure.

"Gram ~ Pop"

The board machine buckle down, and the gun did not go off.

"I'm betting dumb fire, how much do you give?"

There was a sudden silence around them.

The corners of the black-robed man's mouth opened slightly, his throat rolled, and he looked at the man in front of him with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I ...... I'll give you fifty of them."

"How come you're fifty, the same as him?" Lin Ke's tone was a little resentful.

Just when the black-robed man thought that Lin Ke was going to bargain.

The sound of the board machine sounded again.

"Gram ~ Pop"

"Gram ~ Pop"

"Gram ~ Pop"

Three rings in a row.

"How much can you give now?"

Lin Ke asked.