Lin Ming picked up the revolver, pointed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger.

Inside the ballroom, there was silence.

The shots did not go off.

Lin Ming's expression was solemn, and he slowly put down the revolver.

Suddenly, Bai Ying, who had already collapsed, suddenly straightened up, and without hesitation, picked up the revolver and shot herself in the head.

Bang –

The bullet pierced her temple, sending blood splattering.

At the same time, the colorful thing flowed into Lin Ming's mouth and nose along with illusory tentacles, his eyeballs twitched, and the whole person suddenly became a little younger, and even a layer of shaggy hair grew on his originally bare head.

Obviously, Lin Ming had already received the lifespan and soul of the previous white warbler as a price.

He stood up and watched indifferently as his men carried Bai Ying's body away and threw it outside the banquet hall.

"She worked hard, but unfortunately, luck stood on my side."

Lin Ming said indifferently.

Now there are only four people left in the venue, Sheriff Wang, Ge Sheng, Qiao Duan, and Lin Ming.

Sergeant Wang took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The rest of the people, except for one Qiao Dui who can't be killed, Ge Sheng looks a little easier to bully.

He could only hope that he would draw Ge Sheng.

"This table isn't very clean anymore, let's change it."

Lin Ming asked people to carry out a new table and spread a white tablecloth.

The four took turns pulling chips out of the sack.

Jo Twilight volunteered first, and he pulled out a black chip.

Sheriff Wang was the second, he reached into the bag and tried to grasp the color of the chips from the touch, anyway, now as long as he didn't touch the black, it was a victory.

Compared to the real gamble, this is the time to look more at luck.

He withdrew his hand and opened it to see that it was a red chip.

A slight sigh of relief.

Although it is still possible to draw Lin Ming, judging from the situation just now, although Lin Ming looks terrifying, he is a living person who can die, this Qiao Dui, I don't know if he will die at all, he is simply a monster!

If this gamble can really get the elixir, then what is Qiao Dui here for?

Then, Ge Sheng stretched out his hand into the sack.

Because he only had two chips, he didn't have much choice and just took them out.

It's a black chip.

Sheriff Wang chuckled in his heart, which meant that he was going to face Lin Ming!

Although if he wants to win or survive, he will have to fight against Qiao Du or Lin Ming, but he still hopes that the two brothers can fight each other first, and the snipe and clam will compete for the fisherman's profit, and maybe he can steal a chicken.

In order to show that there was no cheating, Lin Ming also took out the chips, which were indeed red.

The grouping was decided, and Lin Ming motioned for Sheriff Wang to sit down.

Sheriff Wang's expression was solemn, and he sat down slowly.

At the same time, only in his field of vision, a blue mist spread out from his body, trying to wrap around Lin Ming's body.

That's his power.

However, when the blue mist surrounded Lin Ming, Sheriff Wang suddenly discovered one thing, that is, he had no way to control Lin Ming's body!

It was as if there was not a man sitting there, but a puppet.

But that's a real person.

It will become old and young, with a soul and a lifespan, and this is indeed a person.

But why can't you control each other?

When Sergeant Wang thought of this, his body trembled involuntarily.

His fingers trembled, and he felt that sitting in front of him was a ghost in human skin.

"You, what the hell are you."

Sheriff Wang's voice was hoarse, and suddenly, all the blue mist burrowed into Lin Ming's body, trying to seize control, but it was empty, there was nothing!

"Let's get started."

Lin Ming didn't seem to know what Sheriff Wang was doing, and only rotated the muzzle of the gun, so that the revolver finally stopped on his side.

The corners of his chapped mouth curled up and he spoke casually.

But suddenly, it was as if something was holding him by the throat, and he couldn't make a sound.

Lin Ming's hand slowly reached for the revolver, picked up the pistol, and pointed the muzzle towards his head.

“！！！”

He himself seemed very surprised and did not understand why the body did the way it did.

Suddenly, he came back to his senses.

It's a white warbler!

Because the price that Bai Ying just mentioned is to sacrifice his soul, and the next shot will definitely be fired by himself, so, after obtaining Bai Ying's soul, Lin Ming must pay this price!

If this bullet hits, then Lin Life's life will suffer.

He squinted, staring at his right hand until his fingers pulled the trigger in a trembling manner.

Click-

Fortunately, no bullets were fired, it was an empty magazine.

Lin Ming put down the revolver and breathed a sigh of relief.

But for a moment, he fell into deep thought again.

Although the layout of the white warbler is surprising, it also opens up ideas.

To put it simply, it is the god who is in charge of the gambling game and can manipulate the bodies of the participants to a certain extent.

If the cost needs to be paid by certain actions, then it will be enforced.

And this execution is based on the soul, Lin Ming can only be glad now, Bai Ying did not play this rule to the extreme, otherwise as long as she says that the price she paid is not to skip every time she shoots in the future, then Lin Ming is very likely to be shot and defeated.

In the final analysis, it was the white warbler who didn't give it all at that time.

After all, if Bai Ying wins, then this price will really have to be realized, and she is likely to lose the next game because of this.

Aware of this, Lin Ming looked at Sheriff Wang opposite.

If this Sheriff Wang also understands this matter, then he can indeed get a chance to win, and no matter how bad it is, he can add a layer of shackles to Lin Ming.

Sheriff Wang suppressed the trembling of his fingers at this time, and he quickly understood what had just happened, and the hint that Bai Ying had left for the rest was of great significance.

He looked at Lin Ming, his brain racing.

This time he shoots, he will definitely skip, and every time he wants to make sure that he can pay enough to skip, otherwise once Lin Ming holds the initiative, then the other party will sacrifice a sixty-year life span casually, and his side will not be able to withstand it.

Thinking of this, Sheriff Wang quickly had an answer.

He glanced at the bloodied revolver.

"I, I'm going to skip shooting at the cost of my soul, and not going to skip shooting next."

Now, Sheriff Wang can only gamble.

He could only bet that Lin Ming would not dare to accept his soul and play a real game of luck with himself, and he could only use this means to smooth out the gap between the two.

As for Lin Ming, it is impossible for him to follow the payment bet to really gamble his luck with Sheriff Wang, so he can only choose to shoot.

If this shot hits, then Lin Ming will naturally be defeated.

If this shot misses, then Sheriff Wang's soul will come to Lin Ming's body, and then Lin Ming will no longer have the option to skip shooting.

In any case, for Sheriff Wang, who is already at the bottom, it is a victory!

(End of chapter)