Several acquaintances in the Foggy Mountains, including Bai Ying in the Yellow Mansion and Sheriff Wang in the police station, survived.

Especially Sheriff Wang.

It looks like he has a big belly and an empty head, but I don't know if it's luck or if he has hidden strength, and he has advanced round by round.

The adjudicators swept up the rest of the people and motioned for everyone to sit at the round table in the center of the ballroom.

Kiriyama counted, and there were fifteen people left.

The rest of the people, either strangers or people with special skills, were not sent away so easily.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there was a little episode just now, I hope it didn't affect everyone's good mood."

The organizer did not know out of nowhere, and he sat down at the table, as if he was really the host of the banquet.

"What exactly do you want?"

Sergeant Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead with a yellowed handkerchief and asked.

"Guys, you all know what happened here."

The organizer's voice is still steady, and there is no change in the slightest because of the previous commotion, but everyone also knows that this is not his body, but just a paper tyer.

"Are you talking about a few years ago, or a few decades ago?"

On the side, the white warbler in the Huangyi Building opened the fan and covered the lower half of his face.

"In the past, this used to be a casino, where countless people won their first pot of gold, and many more lost their lives here."

The organizer whispered.

"What you don't know is that in that casino, the current pattern was born."

He pulled a few pictures out of his pocket and threw them on the table.

When everyone saw it, they were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Because those photos are all of the warlords who control the world today, the people who dominate the literary world, the politicians who guide the world, etc., and those who really hold power between the two countries today look like when they were young.

Even the warlord who died here before.

"Once upon a time, there was not only chips at the table here, but also soul, power, knowledge, winner takes all, loser exited, and those who gained power from here had to turn their backs on it because they feared that another gamble would subvert their existing power."

The organizer said in a deep voice.

"You mean, this is where they rose in the first place?"

A young man with gold-rimmed glasses asked with a frown.

"Moreover, what gifts did they get here, so that they will make a fortune later, and it can even be said that the whole pattern of the world is determined because of the gambling here?"

It sounds like a fantasy.

"Not only that, but after they gained benefits, they were worried that the gambling game here would continue to produce new people and take their place, so they joined forces to kill here, which is why there was that tragedy many years ago?"

On the side, Ge Sheng, a reporter from the surviving Gucheng Daily, quickly deduced what the organizer was going to say.

"You're smart, and you deserve to be the one who can get here."

The organizer nodded at Ge Sheng.

"This casino eventually declined, all the truth was covered up, they thought that if this place was destroyed, there would never be a new person to replace them, and their business would last forever."

He tilted his head and looked at Sheriff Wang.

"It's just that they don't know that all the gifts of fate have already been secretly marked with a price, and many years ago, they got a loan from here, and now, it's time to pay it back."

"You're the owner of the casino?"

Kiriyama asked in a deep voice.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

The organizer looked at Kiriyama, and for some reason, Kiriyama had a feeling that the other party had seen through his true identity, and behind the deep hood, it was not the eyes of a paper man, but some kind of wise eyes that could see everything.

"The important thing is that the people who win the bet here are able to regain everything."

Hearing his words, the expressions of many people present became deeper.

If what this person said is true, then the significance of this gamble is far greater than what has been rumored before.

The victor will become the new master of the world, and those who have benefited here before will pay the price.

Some people's breathing became heavy.

"Can we still quit?"

Su Hong suddenly asked.

"If you're willing to fill the belly of the guy outside, of course you can leave."

The organizer replied frivolously.

"Regret."

Qiao Du couldn't help but sigh.

"In that case, let's hurry up and start the final game."

The organizer looked around at everyone at the table and continued.

"It's a revolver."

He placed the revolver used in the previous two rounds on the table.

"As you've experienced before, this pistol can't detect if there are bullets inside, and it's going to be our third round item."

"Roulette again?"

The warbler let out a mocking laugh.

"That's right, it's just that this time our rules are very simple."

The organizer flicked the revolver in place and spun it.

"We'll work in pairs, take turns shooting, and when it's our turn to shoot, we can pay any price to skip the shot, but correspondingly, if the other person chooses to skip, we have to pay the same price, and it will continue until someone shoots, and the shooter gets all the price paid by both sides before."

The revolver slowly stopped, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Qiao Dui.

"It's just that, this time, I'll also be competing."

The organizer said in a deep voice.

"You?"

Everyone was a little surprised, because they didn't expect the organizer to participate in the gambling game, and in addition, he was a stand-in, so he was not afraid of death at all.

After all, this kind of bookmaker ends up, and it is easy to suspect cheating.

"I'm not going to use any illegal means, this gamble is a necessity, I won't break the rules, guys, if I really want to cheat on it, then why do I have to let everyone gamble so many times?"

His words were convincing, because just like just now, a powerful stranger was not worth mentioning in front of that illusory tentacle, and this organizer had every strength to arrest everyone present as a sacrifice, and there was no need to enter the game with his body.

"At the same time, this time, the pistol will not be filled with empty cartridges, but real bullets."

Pick up the revolver, the organizer loads a real bullet into it, and then rotates the magazine.

It is clear that both sides take turns firing their guns, and if they don't get shot, they get all the loot.

But if you are shot, your life will be lost directly, and the winner will naturally be the other party.

So, it's a game of life.

"Everyone, I hope you can enjoy tonight's gamble, win or lose, we will witness the birth of a new king."

The organizer raised his hands and said to everyone.

(End of chapter)