On the night of a month later, Zhao Yan stood on the railing on the roof of the building again, today is the night of the full moon, the bright moon is hanging high, the stars are shining, it looks so charming, but there is endless horror hidden behind it.

The blood moon descended again, and Zhao Yan returned to his room, and then sleepiness hit him, and he fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, Zhao Yan was trapped in a red mist, no matter which direction he went, he couldn't escape, as if this mist grew on his body, like a shadow.

He couldn't speak, he could only keep walking, he didn't feel tired, and he didn't know where he was going.

The next moment, his eyes were red, as if he had turned into a red mist, no distance, no vision, no direction, and his mind became chaotic.

When he regained consciousness again, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Again?"

This should be the third nightmare, or is it so real, he is not nervous, he is not panicking, silently observing the surroundings.

The surrounding space is small and can be seen at a glance.

This is a room, the walls, ceiling, and floor are all red glazed bricks, crystal clear, exquisite, but it gives people an extreme horror.

There is a table and four chairs in the center of the room, and three more people are standing.

A short-haired girl, a big black man, and a young man with glasses.

Several people woke up, did not speak, and were all observing and guarding each other.

Obviously, they have recovered their memories and know what the situation is now, but to Zhao Yan's surprise, there is still an international friend, is it that the domestic person has almost disappeared?

From this point of view, it is indeed as he judged before, the blood moon is not only shrouded in the reflected area, but even the other side of the earth is within the scope of the nightmare.

A red light and shadow appeared above the table, and the light and shadow were human-shaped, small and exquisite, only about thirty centimeters.

Several people were on guard, not knowing what it was, and did not dare to move.

The light and shadow quickly solidified, and a little man who looked like an elf appeared, with a pair of bright red wings and a red dress, very cute, if it weren't for those terrifying bloody eyes.

"Is it a creature?"

Zhao Yan pondered, it was still unclear about the situation, this was the first time that something "official" appeared in the nightmare.

The elf made a voice, its small mouth opening and closing, just like a human speaking.

"Welcome to the game of death."

Bet? And with a death prefix, it seems that this time it is dangerous.

The faces of several people kept changing, and a lot of information could be heard in just one sentence.

Zhao Yan was even more convinced that there must be one or a group of terrifying beings behind the nightmare to control all this.

The elf continued, "Please take a seat. ”

A few people didn't dare to move, it was too weird, and they didn't know what dangerous things would happen after sitting down.

Zhao Yan's eyes froze, and he sat down on a chair with a calm face, and when he sat down, he found that something was wrong, and a pressure trapped him, sticking to the chair, unable to leave.

The reason why Zhao Yan sat down was not careless, but he clearly knew that since he had come here, he had to break through, otherwise it would be impossible to leave.

When the three of them saw him sit down, their minds were spinning, but they didn't move, they all wanted to see what would happen to Zhao Yan.

Yet nothing could be seen, and the elf spoke again, like an emotionless intelligence.

"Please take a seat, those who do not sit within one minute will be considered out of the game, and the countdown will begin."

A one-minute countdown appeared on the elf's head, beating second by second, constantly decreasing, like a time bomb, more like a countdown to death.

The short-haired woman's eyebrows widened, she gritted her teeth and chose to sit down, just like Zhao Yan, she couldn't leave the chair after sitting down.

The remaining two were nervous, not knowing whether to sit or not, when the time came to ten seconds, the two sat down almost at the same time, and at the same time they were relieved, they didn't dare to bet that it would happen when the time counted down to 0.

Out, obviously the loser, is estimated to be the same as the previous two times, will disappear.

After the four of them sat down, the time on the elf's head disappeared, and it continued to speak: "Rules, ten chips per person, at the end of the time, the one with the most chips wins, the rest lose, and in the process of gambling, the one who loses all the chips is out." ”

When a few people heard this, their hearts were even heavier.

Four people participated, and only one person won, and you are dead and cruel.

The man with glasses nervously asked, "What will happen if you fail and go out?" ”

However, the elf did not respond to his words, and after announcing the rules, a deck of playing cards appeared on the table.

The cold, emotionless voice came again.

"The game begins."

As the voice fell, a timer appeared over the room with a time of six hours.

The playing cards on the table were automatically opened, the first card was dealt to Zhao Yan first, clockwise, the second was a man with glasses, the third was a black man, and finally a short-haired woman.

Each person has two cards in front of them, one bright and one dark, and a chip automatically falls into the middle of the table.

The rules are already clear, this is the stud play.

Thanks to the influence of movies and the nourishment of many mini-games, many people around the world know this gameplay.

Zhao Yan was the most famous movie gambling god in his previous life, and he also knew how to play it, which was quite dangerous and extremely testing people's hearts.

It is not difficult to see from the words of the elf that the game is a total of six hours, and at the end of the time, whoever has the most chips wins, or wins all the chips of the others and wins early.

For every game of one chip ante bet, the forfeit loses one piece.

Several people understood the meaning, and looked at the cards on the table, only to feel even more terrifying.

This is not the usual gambling money, but gambling on life, the glasses man's cold sweat flowed, and his hands trembled.

Now that the gambling game has begun, although Zhao Yan is helpless, in order to live, he is also serious.

The elf is gone, and it only comes to announce the rules.

In front of the four of them are a hidden card and an open card, Zhao Yan's is a diamond 5, glasses male spade king, black heart J, women's diamond 2.

Everyone has a few dots of light in front of the table, which are written on pass, call, raise, and fold, which are obviously the buttons for the game.

Gambling has never ended well, and I don't know when it started as a vice of human beings, but now it is good, and strange things have come, and human beings will eventually die on their own vices.

Zhao Yan retracted his thoughts and looked at a few people, now that it has begun, they are all enemies.

The man with the biggest eyes was the biggest, and he spoke first, but looking at his nervous appearance, he obviously didn't know what to do.

There is also a time limit for everyone's thinking, and the man with glasses has a timer in front of him, and the countdown starts in one minute.