In the dimly lit abandoned casino, the eerie environment exudes an air of horror, with a bright but focused light spilling from under the drone suspended on the ceiling.

In the center of the light, a man in civilian clothes and plastic gloves is rapidly dismembering with a scalpel—dissecting a dried corpse, stripping out the shriveled, withered internal organs and blood vessels, and muttering various terms from time to time.

And not far from him, in the darkness where the light did not shine, on either side of a gaming table, and in the dealer's place, a female ghost in white with long hair covering her face was cutting a deck of poker that did not look very normal.

In front of each of the two ghosts had a few chips in front of them, but the specific styles were different, and in front of the ghosts, whose bodies were entwined with tentacles stretched out from a dice with twenty-one eyes, there were six or seven kinds of chips, and on each of them was a frightened human face.

And the ghost with only one hand is a black chip in front of it, which looks a little ordinary.

As the dealer put the deck into the dealer, the two ghosts moved at the same time, and the chips in front of them were rubbed and deformed like plasticine, and finally turned into a hundred coins each.

[What are these two ghosts playing?] 】

[It's too dark to see clearly, but two cards were dealt the first time, and it shouldn't be thirteen or the second,]

[Stupid [beep-] anchor, don't beat the light over, who wants to see you dissect the corpse! ] 】

[That's right, I want to watch the ghost play cards!] 】

[, they dealt three cards, is it the default that the streamer is also involved?] 】

……

As the barrage flashed by the clothes, everyone noticed this problem, and when the anchor buried his head in dissecting, the two cards, one bright and one dark, were also sent to his direction by the long-haired female ghost, and the other two ghosts showed a wrangling trend.

The long-haired female ghost seemed to look around the cards on the table, then spread it out with one hand, signaling the gambler to bid, the gambler glanced at her cards, and then threw two chips.

Seeing this, the ghost hand reached out and grabbed it, and also took out two chips and threw them at the table, the female ghost nodded, and looked at Burlit, who was dissecting the corpse.

[Anchor! The devil is telling you to bet! 】

[Look at the cards! I'm really in a hurry! You're looking at the cards! 】

[What is there to dissect a corpse?] 】

Seemingly a little impatient by the barrage, Burlitt frowned and said:

"Look at any cards, I told you not to be superstitious, don't gamble! What? I bet I was unscathed...... Can that be the same? Why don't you gamble if you take money for nothing? ”

It's just that at the same time as Burlitt said this, as if some rule had been triggered, the female ghost reached out and fished out, and the audience watched as a handful of white mist floated on the anchor's body, and then on the card table, two coin-sized chips were formed.

Except that the face on the chips belongs to the anchor, it is almost exactly the same as the gambler's chips!

[Damn, those chips are the ones who were killed by the gamblers!] 】

[As long as the anchor says something similar to agreeing to gamble, he will enter the game! 】

[Anchor, don't mention gambling again! ] 】

The barrage immediately made a guess about the current situation, but Burlitt didn't care at all, and just said to himself:

"You look at the heart of this corpse, although it has dried up, but there is an obvious abnormality in the muscle texture, there should have been an unnatural contraction before death, maybe it was injected with some special drug, or it was stimulated by some kind of abnormality, and finally went into shock.

Burlitt muttered, and propped up to walk over to another corpse, the whole process going smoothly without even looking up at the table.

The dealer female ghost looked at the other two, and when she saw them waving her hands, she pushed all the chips on the table in the direction of Feng Xue, and in front of the audience, Burlett, who was still a little dull in complexion, immediately seemed to have taken some strong pills, and immediately became ruddy, and even some of the original freckles and fine lines were immediately faded, and the beauty camera was not so fast!

[, what's going on?] 】

[Gambling on your life? Those two ghosts didn't follow just now, so the chips belong to the anchor! 】

[Two sentences, let the ghost help me regain my youth? 】

[Damn, where is this casino coming from?] I'm going too! 】

[Wake up, do you have the life of an anchor? Is it as good luck as a streamer? Is there a spirit behind the anchor? 】

[That's it, if you go, you will let there be many dried corpses on the ground!] 】

……

In the barrage, he was crazy about the anchor's youth, and many big people had already begun to make arrangements, but Burlett, who was at the center of the incident, was unaware of this, and he cut open the chest of a dried corpse again, and said in amazement:

"Look at this little heart, I'm afraid it's not a stud of my life?"

As soon as the words fell, the dealer who had just been dealt two more cards reached out again, but this time, it was a hundred chips from Burlit.

Burlit's appearance was much older than the naked eye, but he himself didn't seem to realize it, and just stretched hard and said:

"Why do I suddenly feel a little tired...... Is it the relationship between staying up late to study medicine recently? ”

[Anchor, look in the mirror! ] 】

[Do you look at least 60 years old now?] 】

[Sixty? My grandfather isn't even that old at eighty! 】

"Hey, it's too much, although I'm a hardcore anchor, I can more or less rely on my face to eat, I can't bear it!"

Burlit took out the mirror from his pocket dissatisfied, and at the same moment, it seemed that because he pressed too much, the two ghosts chose not to follow the relationship, the hundreds of chips and the chips of the two ghosts returned to his body together, Burlit took the mirror and looked left and right, and said with a comfortable face:

"Where is the old? No matter how you look at it, the anchor looks like he's only eighteen years old, right? But then again, it turns out that it's true that handsome guys can make people feel refreshed, so I took a look in the mirror, and all the fatigue just now was swept away, so shouldn't the anchor sell some photos? With this relieving function, it's not too much to charge 50 credits, right? ”

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Seeing that the barrage in the live broadcast room had become a football field, Burlitt sighed and said:

"Be civilized, even if you don't agree with the anchor's words, don't be like this, I think you are jealous of the anchor's handsomeness! Forget it, it's common for people to be handsome and jealous, and the anchor doesn't care about you in general, let me see how this died...... Good guy, the eyeballs are bursting out, I'm afraid it's not four A studs that ended up meeting a straight flush? Damn, why do you feel so tired......"

Regarding the anchor gambling on his own escape, this is very simple, it is a question of setting up a person.

A simple consideration is whether the gambling money obtained by the anchor's escape can offset his own brand value.

Burlitt is a hard-mouthed and courageous anchor, and his character is reckless, brave, and not afraid of ghosts.

If you run away, it will be a collapse of the house, which is equivalent to the end of the live broadcast career, and at the same time, it will offend the company that values your brand value and signed a delivery agreement with you, offends the live broadcast platform that tilts resources to you, and even offends those gamblers.

Under this kind of pressure, if Burlitt is really an ordinary anchor, then he will never buy himself to run away and then act, because if he doesn't buy it, no one will say anything if he really sees a ghost and escapes, at most, he will change from a ghost anchor who is not afraid of ghosts to a soul exploration anchor, but if he buys himself and runs away and finally runs away, then even if you are really scared away by ghosts, it is a fake run, and an ordinary anchor can't afford it.

To sum up, it is a very unlikely event for the anchor to buy himself to run away and then fake to run.