Legend has it that only when the amount of money accumulated at the table reaches a certain limit, the "mandala" will quietly bloom at your feet.

It was the most beautiful woman in the Elysium, looking up at you with silky eyes, as if you were the king of the beauty on her knees.

She will invite you to the deepest and most mysterious VIP room in the casino and listen to your deepest desires.

But Lu Mingfei didn't get on the gambling table, nor did he sit on any pachinko machine, and he didn't even take ten steps forward, and the bronze door carved with "Hell in Disguise" was behind him.

The mandala bloomed for him, and it seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Are you the one who invited me to purify you?"

Lu Mingfei casually dropped the dark gold metal card.

The fact that Foreboding did not give him feedback indicates that the woman has no desire to attack for the time being.

"Yes, you are our most honored guest tonight."

Sakurai-chan's chuckle was like a silver bell, and her smile was touching.

Although she is not fluent in Chinese, Lu Mingfei can at least understand it.

She is the most beautiful woman in this Elysium, but she is also the most majestic master.

But in the next second, her snow-white neck was ruthlessly locked by Lu Mingfei's palm, and her indifferent look did not show mercy because the other party was a supreme beauty.

"What about the people who invited me? It can't be you, right?"

Lu Mingfei leaned down, his eyes staring at Sakurai Twilight's pretty face that was a little flushed.

"Of course...... Not me. The Lord...... Still ...... on the way."

Although her throat is choked, Sakurai still tries to keep her sweet and elegant smile intact.

Lu Mingfei's astonishing behavior frightened the gamblers around him, and they all looked in disbelief, and they crawled away from the two who were now in the center of the maze.

The men in black who were maintaining order inside the casino had already approached, they were armed with heavy pistols and aimed at Lu Mingfei with grim expressions.

This casino of desire is much quieter, the gamblers dare not howl any more, and the girls dare not speak softly.

Even the sound of the pachinko machine pouring steel balls has stopped, except for the cheerful music calling for new guests to invest their money in order to win a large pool of steel balls below.

The gamblers' hot desires and hot nerves cooled down after witnessing the cold and ruthless firearms, like a basin of cold water poured down, and a thick white mist was poured out with a "sting" sound.

The men in black rubbed their fingers on the trigger and trembled, but they didn't dare to shoot the murderer immediately—

Sakurai Twilight is the best meat shield for the murderer, and if Sakurai Twilight dies from their bullets, the one at the Paradise Pavilion will definitely let them bury the murderer and Sakurai Twilight together.

"The Lord...... Very well, then I'll wait a little longer."

Lu Mingfei said, letting go of the palm that locked Sakurai's twilight.

"Thank you for your magnanimity, the Lord will be there soon."

She looked at Lu Mingfei's eyes covered with a faint golden mist, and smiled like a flower.

Lu Mingfei stopped talking, walked forward to a gambling table and sat down, closed his eyes and whispered a prayer.

The gamblers avoided it like a plague, and only the delicate dealer did not know whether it was out of professionalism or the iron rules of the Elysium, and he did not dare to run away. ….

But the seductive ripples of the large white skiing on her chest had betrayed the fear in her heart.

The muzzles of the men in black did not put down, and they were still aimed at Lu Mingfei.

With just a glance from Sakurai, they wouldn't hesitate to smash the daring murderer along with the priceless sheepskin velvet armchair.

"Put down your gun and don't be rude to your honored guests."

Sakurai scolded softly.

After that, she looked around at everyone with a gentle smile and said:

"I'm sorry, distinguished guests, but the Pavilion of Paradise will close early today."

"We will notify you in advance when the Pavilion of Paradise opens next time, and apologize for any inconvenience this may cause."

Sakurai's sleek, boneless body leaned to the ground, raised her hands above her head and touched her fingertips to make a "big gift" to the casino guests.

No one could afford the gift of the manager of the Elysium Pavilion, and no one needed her reminder, and those who had cooled their desires realized that there would be a bloody storm here.

People flocked to the bronze gate of the Paradise Hall.

"Lovely staff, please come back and rest early."

Sakurai smiled at the girls who remained here.

The dealers and waiters with heavy makeup bowed deeply to Sakurai and fled in a hurry with their high heels.

The huge Elysium was completely silent, and the pachinko machines were all shut down.

Lu Mingfei did not pursue the departure of these people, those who were just indulgent and indulgent desires, and what he wanted to purify was the real heretics who remained here.

Sakurai Twilight and the indifferent and murderous men in black behind him stood silently in place, as if waiting for a distinguished guest to arrive.

About five minutes later, Fingal's muffled voice came from the headset:

"Captain, something is wrong...... Something big is coming."

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, his eyes covered with golden mist shining in the darkness.

The lights of the Pavilion of Paradise went out at some point, merging with the darkness of the deep mountains where the House of Gold was located.

It was a cold night in the middle of winter, and there was not even the song of insects and birds in the deep mountains, only the breathing of people in the Elysium Hall.

"Greetings to Your Majesty."

In the darkness, Lu Mingfei heard Sakurai's whisper of awe.

Immediately after, a sudden bangzi sound sounded.

Crisp, empty, monotonous.

It was as if it was resonating with the air, from the eardrum to the skull, and then to the depths of the brain, causing a shuddering resonance.

It's like announcing the opening of a big drama to the world.

A beam of light lit up at the carved bronze door with the carved "Hell in Disguise", and the light projected made the hideous demons more vivid, as if they were about to break free from the restrictions of the gate in the next second.

But there was a real demon standing in the middle of the gate.

The mask was pale and miserable, and the scarlet lips curled in an eerie arc, revealing iron-black fangs.

This painting depicts an ancient Japanese minister, who has a violent temperament but holds a high authority.

Lu Mingfei stood up, and the golden mist in his eyes quickly condensed, turning into hot golden lava. ….

The big drama began to play out.

The lights at the carved bronze door went out, and the figure of the demon of the princess melted into the darkness.

But in the next second, a beam of incandescent lights in the Elysium lit up, reflecting the figure of the princess who stood still as if it had never wavered.

There is no melody in the rustling sound, the lights are on and the lights are out.

The lights kept coming on and off from the gate to the Elysium Hall, and the demonic princess approached silently in the darkness.

It's as if time has been cut to the point of seconds.

The picture in front of him was like a frame, the princess flickered forward strangely, without any movement or reaction, and the hem of the black feather woven robe he was wearing hung down quietly, without shaking a bit.

The last bang fell, and the bright lights of the Pavilion of Paradise came back on.

The Noh drama has come to an end for the time being.

There is a dead silence in the Elysium Hall, like a haunted house in the mountains.

Sakurai and the men in black stood solemnly with their heads bowed, as if they had stopped breathing.

There are only two protagonists in tonight's big drama.

The minister in authority, and the angels before him.

The princess demon was tall and looked down on Lu Mingfei's indifferent face condescendingly.

The black shadows cast by the light enveloped him, and the greedy gaze that shot from behind the minister's mask seemed to want to

Swallow Lu Mingfei into it, eat it dry, wipe it clean and swallow it into his stomach, and he will never spit out any dregs.

Lu Mingfei also raised his head and glanced at the evil ghost princess who suddenly appeared.

The mask seemed to have been born on his face, every crit in the corners was tightly pressed against his skin, and long black hair fell from the ends of the mask.

"Really...... Long time no see."

"Why don't you cook wine with green plums and celebrate this reunion after a long absence?"

Gongqing smiled and spoke, his hoarse tone like a sea.

Lu Mingfei nodded lightly, approached the secretary and gave each other a hug, like an old friend who had reunited after many years of absence-

With the roar of a chainsaw that broke the dead silence in the mountains!

The furious chainsaw sword instantly tore through the minister's chest, and the roaring saw blade stabbed out from the back of the minister, bringing up blood sprayed like a waterfall!

Lu Mingfei did give the heretic in front of him an open hug, but it was just the etiquette of a dead angel!

The chainsaw sword twisted, and the high-speed turning saw blade tore all the way up along with the ugly princess's mask!

"I don't remember knowing you, heretic."

Lu Mingfei glanced at the fallen corpse and said coldly.

Foreboding had given him strong feedback that the heretic did have a strong desire to attack him.

He tried to lift the mask in half on his toes to see what the heretics below would look like.

But as he had just seen, the mask was truly one with the person wearing the mask, inseparable,

Lu Mingfei lost interest in the dead heretics and raised his head to look at the living heretics.

The men in black with weapons put away their guns and formed two rows to form a semicircle and knelt beside the corpse of the minister soaked in a pool of blood.

It's like mourning and praying.

"Stupid."

Lu Mingfei said coldly.

"The king will be immortal."

Sakurai Twilight spoke softly, her clear eyes staring at Lu Mingfei, and a gentle smile appeared on her face again.

The sound of bangzi sounded again, and the second act of the drama began to sing.

The strong desire to attack rose again, and Lu Mingfei felt a line of sight, as if it was about to materialize, wrapping around him, turning himself into a puppet that the owner of the sight was playing with at will.

He turned his head and saw the figure that had stepped out of the corridor deep in the Pavilion of Paradise, his steps steady and powerful, and a snow-white princess mask that was exactly the same as the one before was reflected in his golden eyes.

"Not bad."

Lu Mingfei glanced at the corpse on the ground and walked towards the new minister.

The roar of the chainsaw never stopped.

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