The two hole cards on the table were opened by Corberos one after another. Lin Hangzhi got the 3 of hearts and the king of grass, and the five community cards did not form any special cards, and Mr. Mo played a pair of "two pair". ”, The expression of the knight J holding a sword on the card became more and more strange, as if mocking Lin Hangzhi's self-control.
He lost again.
The stack of chips that had been bet belonged to Mr. Mo. At this time, Lin Hangzhi was completely empty. In the thirty-odd rounds with Mr. Mo, he lost all the 200 million he had earned in the previous two days, and he lost a penny. No more.
Lin Hangzhi's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his palms were wet, and he was almost unable to grasp anything. In just over an hour, he went from a billionaire to a penniless pauper. It is difficult for anyone to handle the gap.
Regardless of whether he uses his abilities and gets a good hole card or a bad hole card, the final outcome is controlled by the youth on the opposite side. There was a faint smile on his face, and that kind of confident self-confidence and lightness looked at Lin Hangzhi's eyes like needles, which were extremely dazzling.
Mr. Mo rested his elbows on the armrests, rested his hands on his knees relaxedly, stared at Lin Hangzhi, and asked, "How is it, do you want to continue?"
When he speaks, his tone will be very light in the end, like some kind of temptation, Lin Hangzhi stares at the stack of chips that is about to be piled up by Mr. Mo's hand, thinking that these originally belonged to him, his heart spread out of control. mood.
It was so strong that Lin Hangzhi's whole heart was twisted into a ball, and it became difficult to breathe. He swallowed and said in a hoarse voice:
"But I've run out of chips."
"You don't have to use money as a bet. In this world, there are many things that can be used as chips." Mr. Mo lowered his gaze and landed on Lin Hangzhi's forefinger, who kept tapping the table nervously, "Well, You can bet one finger first, and if you win, it's all yours, and I don't keep a cent."
Bet a finger
Lin Hangzhi's eyes widened, he subconsciously held down his right hand with his left hand, his fingers curled up, nestled in his sweaty palm, and moved restlessly.
He was breathing hard, a finger and 200 million wealth... What a choice that makes people shake and struggle!
Lin Hangzhi looked at Xia Qiongyun, trying to get some advice from her, but the girl sitting next to him didn't look at him at all. She looked at the clouds drifting outside the window, her chin was slightly raised, she was as arrogant as a princess, and stingy. His eyes were unwilling to give alms to Lin Hangzhi.
Lin Hangzhi felt that something was not right, very wrong, but at this moment, he was overwhelmed by the successive failures and the emotions surging from nothing, and he couldn't think carefully at all. He whispered, "Xiao Xia?"
Hearing Lin Hangzhi calling her, Xia Qiongyun finally turned her head and glanced at him. She was expressionless, looking at Lin Hangzhi as if she was looking at some kind of dirty thing, revealing undisguised disgust:
"Stop barking, ask me about everything, are you mentally retarded?"
This unprecedented anomaly should logically make Lin Hangzhi vigilant, but Lin Hangzhi is now full of eyes full of the 200 million chips, and even Xia Qiongyun's scolding of his brain is not enough to take it to heart. He no longer tried to test what kind of insulting words he could hear from Xia Qiongyun's mouth, and looked back at the piles of chips.
Those things... originally belonged to him!
If we win this time, won't we all be able to come back
Even if he loses, he can discuss with Mr. Mo for another round. He believes that he can't keep losing forever. Sooner or later, he will win back everything that belongs to him! Or even… even more.
Pong!
On the wine cabinet of the minibar, a bottle of red wine on the top floor suddenly fell to the ground without warning, and the fragments scattered. The dark red wine diffused and flowed silently, and the aroma of grapes and alcohol quickly filled the entire chess and card room.
But no one noticed the episode, let alone whether there was some meaning behind the accident.
"Of course, if Mr. Lin thinks it's inappropriate, let's stop here today." Seeing Lin Hangzhi's hesitation, Mr. Mo didn't force him. With a slight wave of his hand, Corberos was about to put the table on the table. Put away all the chips and take them away.
"Wait a moment!"
Lin Hangzhi swallowed hard again. He stared at the chips worth 200 million and looked at Mr. Mo. There was some kind of crazy paranoia in his eyes. A gambler who is addicted to gambling has seen it in the eyes of a gambler who wants to go bankrupt, but now, he has not noticed his abnormality, and said firmly and slowly: "I bet."
"Oh?" Mr. Mo, who was about to stand up at first, paused. He slowly sat down again and asked, "Mr. Lin, have you thought about it?"
"I bet, one finger." Lin Hangzhi gritted his teeth and said, "If I win, all those chips will belong to me!"
There was a smile on the corner of Mr. Mo's mouth, and he put his fingers crossed on his lips, and said softly, "Okay."
Passing through the long corridor and opening a door at the end, Victor and Dong Linhai walked into the room. The surrounding walls were covered with red wallpaper, which stimulated the retina like blood, making it easy for people to get irritated.
The bright red eyes made Dong Linhai feel that his whole body was gradually heating up, as if someone had lit a fire in his veins, and the sparks reached the whole body with the blood circulation and ignited every cell, even breathing with anger.
He was so impatient, and the fire in his body was still burning, which made him unbearable. Dong Linhai urgently needed to find an outlet to vent, otherwise... or he would explode!
Victor is frowning and observing the furnishings in the room. A couch of the same color is placed against the wall, two lamps stand beside it, and a wall-mounted LCD TV is placed on the opposite side. There are no windows. Simple to the extreme, and on the wall facing the door when we came, the other door was tightly closed. It was white and stood out in a blood red.
Victor made a grunt in his stomach. He raised his hand and pressed his stomach, feeling it squirming, accompanied by hunger. He hadn't had breakfast yet, and he should be hungry.
"How are you going to get out?" Dong Linhai clicked his tongue, suppressing anger in his voice, "Uncle, aren't you the master of your body? You can't even solve a labyrinth of fragments, right?"
"The power between different elements is not related to suppression. Fragments represent the power of a seal. If I fully control my physical ability, I can handle it, but now there is still the last layer of seal that has not been unlocked. It's indecipherable."
Victor said and looked at Dong Linhai. He noticed the abnormality of the young man. At this time, Linhai was clenching his teeth, the line of his jaw was extremely tight, and he was breathing rapidly. He lowered his head and stared at a point on the ground without looking at him.
The hunger in the stomach was even higher, and it had turned into some kind of indescribable discomfort, as if there were two hands holding it, but it was still within the range that Victor could endure. He ignored himself for the time being and asked with concern. :
"What's wrong with Linhai?"
"I don't seem to be quite right." Dong Linhai took a deep breath, trying to let the cool air reduce the anger surging in his body.
Victor stretched out his hand to check his body, but just before he touched Dong Linhai's shoulder, he was beaten to the side by the young man: "Don't touch me!"
Dong Linhai finally raised his head, his eyes were already full of frightening anger, he stared at Victor, who was half a head taller than him, facing the elders' concerns, he said sharply: "Stop being hypocritical! You are really good to me, you have already taken me out of this broken place!"
When the words escaped, Dong Linhai realized what he had said. He was stunned for a moment, and then panicked: "It's not uncle, I didn't think of that at all!"
"I know." Victor had already realized the problem at this time. He quickly bumped into Dong Linhai's shoulder, and the power of purification entered the boy's body. All of a sudden, Dong Linhai felt that the rage for no reason had been relieved, and let him not It seems that even reason is on fire.
"Come on." Victor urged, he quickly walked to the other side of the room, opened the white door, and dragged Dong Linhai in.
They entered the orange room.
On the long table in the center of the room, there are countless foods. They are steaming hot, and under the illumination of the lights, they emit an attractive aroma and color.
The moment he smelled the taste of cooked meat, the hunger in his stomach was so strong that it turned into an unbearable pain, urging Victor all the time: go eat something!
very hungry.
very hungry, very hungry, very hungry, very hungry, very hungry, very hungry, very hungry, very hungry, very hungry, very hungry, very hungry Very hungry, very hungry, very hungry, very hungry, very hungry, very hungry, very hungry.
But Victor still endured, until now, these delicious dishes have not shaken the man's will-
Then he saw wine.
The transparent bottle was filled with transparent wine, and Victor's pupils shrank. The VODKA logo reminded him instantly of the feeling that his esophagus and stomach were burning like flames when he swallowed the cold liquid, even in Siberia. Walking in the blizzard, as long as you take a sip, you can immediately warm up.
Водка!
Victor stepped forward, grabbed the spirits from his hometown, pulled the cork with his bare hands, and took a sip with his head up.
This sip of wine seemed to open Pandora's box and activated all the taste buds. Victor couldn't bear it any longer. He tore off a leg of the salted chicken and took a big bite.
Jealousy is the deadliest poison.
Wang Que was deeply aware of this a long time ago, but now that she has experienced it personally, she knows how this kind of "evil" tortures people.
She is jealous of Cui Zuojing, jealous of Dong Zheng, jealous of everyone who is better than her, jealous of everything she has never had, the whole world in her eyes is full of unwillingness and pain that cannot be obtained, and it is no longer so beautiful. .
When Tan Qiuyu pushed her off the rooftop, was she wrapped in such pain so tightly that she couldn't breathe
Do not! She doesn't want to be like that! Not even if you die! Talking about how Qiu Yu was in her heart, she didn't care at all!
They were in a dark purple room at this time. Cui Zuojing stopped. He seemed tired. He yawned and looked at the sofa in the center—the only furniture here.
"I'm so tired." The boy muttered and sat down on the sofa. After a few seconds, he seemed to feel tired from sitting and lay down.
Dong Zheng stared closely at the small piece of skin exposed between Cui Zuojing's neckline, the young boy's lazy look, relaxed body, black hair on the sideburns... All aroused the most instinctive desire in the depths of the soul.
Wangque stumbled out of the purple room by herself, before her sanity was burned out by jealousy.