Both parties put in a large amount of chips one after another, but both the bank president and Wen Shi subconsciously felt that these chips were not enough to fill the balance.
The president had a slightly gloomy face and asked Boss Mei in a different way: "What conditions need to be met to know the standard of quantitative change?"
He was not afraid of Xiaohua's move alone, and the bank president was 70% sure to persuade the players who followed him to invest. However, after Li Nan placed a large bet, it was basically impossible for players to follow suit and take risks, and even the bank's employees began to hesitate.
If a qualitative change has been achieved, he will decisively give up the initiative. Anyway, in the state of qualitative change, everyone has a 50-50 chance of winning.
Boss Mei pretended not to hear and just stared at the embroidery on the red robe.
She has shown with her attitude that no matter what the price, it will not indicate the value of qualitative change.
Xiaohua threw a few chips before the president made a decision, with a strange smile on her face: "Although I don't quite understand the rules, let's take a step back. Even if you lose, you will only lose the chips you threw before. That amount is nothing to you, why don't you stop the loss in time?"
The president said coldly: "I won't be a loser."
Wen Shi, who had been silent, finally ended his contemplative state and raised his head. He was afraid that not being a loser would be a small matter. He suspected that under the debt relationship, once the president suffered a big loss, the artifact would immediately change hands.
Whether this conclusion is valid depends on whether the other party follows the bet.
Half a minute later, just as Boss Mei was about to urge him, the chips fell like snowflakes, and the president chose to follow suit. In terms of wealth accumulation alone, the top ten guilds could not compare to Wangcai Bank.
The trick to betting is to overwhelm others with momentum. The bank president doubled the chips and successfully made Xiaohua frown.
He returned the original words to Li Nan: "President Li, are you still following?"
Li Nan did not have the aggressive edge of the president. He stood quietly aside and did not seem to have any intention of continuing to follow the bet.
He had already helped solve the biggest problem, being responsible for getting the players brought by the president to stop betting. A smart person doesn't need others to feed him. If Pei Wenwei couldn't even solve the rest, it would be a bit disappointing.
Wen Shi was of course aware that he would need to manually control the situation next.
He suddenly asked, "Can you give me three minutes alone?"
Wen Shi did not contact the host immediately as originally planned, and seemed to be preparing to adopt a strategy that would be more effective.
Boss Mei was very polite: "As long as the chips invested in the end are enough."
Her purpose is very direct. As long as she can make the bet bigger, everything will be easy to discuss.
After getting a clear reply, Wen Shi walked to the other side. With the money scale blocking his view, he was in the blind spot of everyone. Others could only vaguely observe that Wen Shi seemed to be talking to himself at first, and soon there seemed to be a strange black gas coming out of the corner of the wall.
The strange behavior made the bank president feel very passive.
After a while, Wen Shi actually started making a phone call. The call lasted less than thirty seconds. He quickly walked back and handed the phone to Boss Mei.
Everyone was looking at this place. No one knew what was said on the other end of the phone. Boss Mei smiled and said, "Money is meaningless to me and cannot be used as a bargaining chip. At present, you can only provide one valuable thing."
A respectful title changed the expressions of those present.
After the other side said a few more words, Boss Mei shook his legs gently and said: "It seems that you also understand this. Well, this is also a way out for you."
No one could understand what Boss Mei was saying, but they could get confirmation from another person.
The president glanced at Wen Shi and was quite surprised to find that there was also a trace of surprise on his expression that had not yet subsided.
Soon, there was only a busy tone on the other end of the phone. Boss Mei flicked the plum branch lightly, and a chip fell accurately into Wen Shi's tray.
Everyone was staring at this chip. Xiaohua took out her goggles and slowed down the falling speed of the chip in the mirror so that she could see it more clearly.
This is a unique chip. The coin value part is covered with natural mosaic. The moment it touches the tray, the entire balance tilts completely.
Boss Mei asked the president without discrimination: "He asked for off-site assistance, do you want one?"
Wen Shi at the side seriously interjected: "If you want, I can introduce you. The agency fee is only 10,000 points. It will be useful if you keep it."
Then he raised his hand and said, "I swear."
The president ignored him. The fact that the balance tilted so drastically proved that the chip whose value was unclear was very large, so large that it could cause a qualitative change.
He was silent for a moment, a bit of calculation flashed in his eyes, and when he raised his eyelids again, he decisively said two words: "Abstain."
The implication is that I will no longer follow.
A lot of money has been invested before, and it is unrealistic to ask him to continue filling a bottomless pit alone.
The president had a vague feeling that the last chip was very big, and unless the entire bank was emptied out, he might not be able to get through.
Boss Mei stood up on the dividing plate: "Today's first move is..."
Before she finished speaking, a plum blossom suddenly blossomed and fell down, hitting her head. Boss Mei cried out in pain exaggeratedly, until she read the message conveyed by the plum blossom, and then her smile returned: "Wow, two more unexpected bettors."
In front of everyone, she threw two chips into Wen Shi's tray in succession and stomped her feet happily: "Big business, big business!"
Wen Shi did not feel flattered at all when he suddenly received support from an unknown person.
The move made Boss Mei exclaim that he was generous, and the message could be transmitted remotely. It was not difficult to guess the two bettors -
It is a true spirit.
Wen Shi pondered the reason why they placed the bet.
True spirits place their bets after the money balance has completely tilted, and what they are really interested in is only the new gamble itself after the qualitative change.
Many thoughts flashed through Wen Shi's mind at once. It seemed that Zhen Ling had already guessed what kind of gamble the money scale would give.
"The initiative has been decided." Boss Mei smiled happily, and the tray was raised again the next second.
She swung her wide cuffs, and two plum blossom seals flew out and automatically stuck to the top of the tray, freezing all the chips at once in a rather domineering manner: "The gambling game is about to start. Only friends who have placed bets can see the details of the game. Remember to keep your eyes open!"
After saying this, a line of bloody words rose up from above the scale like the rising sun. It did not have the fragrance of plum blossoms, but instead exuded a rotten smell in every stroke.
The content of the bet was just a short sentence, but no one present could look away immediately after reading it.
[There is a supreme will ready to hunt down the Lord of Terror. Will it succeed? ]
Boss Mei looked at Wen first: "First mover has priority to bet, yes or no?"
Xiaohua came directly behind Wen Shi, opened her mouth, and uttered a sentence after a long while: "Isn't the Lord of Terror a legendary existence?"
The bank president and the players behind him were all looking at this side, but they couldn't see anything on the person's face.
Wen Shi: “…”
"You're such a good actor," the president sneered, for the first time he couldn't even control his facial expression.
He always manages to act more surprised than anyone else. I wonder if it's because of this acting skill that he gets the two major guilds to help him out.
Wen Shi was speechless, he was really surprised to death!
The gambling game is generated based on the personal information of the first player. The supreme will must refer to the game, so where does the Lord of Terror come from
After a long time, Wen Shi felt an indescribable chill in his heart. He had to substitute a powerful and uncertain element. Only Jian Qingrong met the requirements. In the past, Wen Shi had always subconsciously put Jian Qingrong into Song Yan's template, as one of the avatars of the true spirit. After all, the Lord of Terror only existed in legends and was too far away from him.
Now it seems that the person who is truly related to Jian Qingrong is the Lord of Terror.
Unlike Wen Shi, whose frown had not been relaxed for a long time, the president was actually relieved while being sarcastic.
The president was more concerned about practical interests than why he was involved with the Lord of Terror. No one could give a clear answer to a gamble of this magnitude.
Whether or not you take the initiative seems to be an unimportant matter.
Even at this age, he always felt a little uneasy in his heart.
The most exciting part right now is the comments section:
[A Piao: I'm so anxious, did Jing Shen and the others follow suit and place bets? What is the bet?]
[Patient No. 109: I only regret that my ability is limited and I cannot place bets across dimensions. Otherwise, I would rather lose everything than not know the details of the bet.]
[Patient No. 233: Curiosity makes my mental illness worse! ]
Wen Shi glanced at the latest number of readers, which had already exceeded 10,000. In addition to the virtual numbers brought by hunting monsters, the appearance of Boss Mei and Zhen Ling completely pushed the popularity to a new level.
When the number of people increased from [49999] to [50000], the system prompt sounded in my ears:
“Thanks to your unremitting efforts, City of Gold has become a hit.”
"Please earn 200 million as soon as possible. As the main savior of this chapter, you will receive unexpected benefits."
It is not difficult to earn 200 million yuan. Wen Shi has already completed half of it. Now the real problem lies ahead.
"The bigger the bet, the longer it takes to place the bet. Don't worry," Boss Mei's attitude has always been good. She hugged Meihua tighter, "You still have twelve hours to make your choice. As for the result of this bet, if you are lucky, you will see the answer before you leave the Golden City."
The second half of the sentence made everyone look at each other in bewilderment. Logically, the game between the two top players would take at least some time. By that time, they might have already left the game. How could they have expected the result to come out so quickly
The casino, which used to be dominated by revelry, was now eerily quiet, and a sense of unease gradually spread.
It is an eternal truth that when gods fight, mortals suffer. No one can guarantee that the clash between the game and the Lord of Terror will not implicate the players. The worst result is a violent clash, the collapse of the virtual world, and all the players are buried with them.
"Why are you thinking so much? If you don't want to place a bet, just go back first." Xiaohua was the first to break the silence. She stretched and said, "It's a waste of time to stay here any longer."
Wen Shi was silent for a while and agreed with what she said.
After greeting Boss Mei first, Wen Shi pointed in the direction of the elevator and said, "Then I'll leave?"
Boss Mei had no intention of stopping him and touched the branch. Suddenly, a soft plum bud appeared in Wen Shi's hand, which could be put into the backpack.
"You must place your bet within twelve hours, understand?" Boss Mei dragged out the last word a little longer, with a hint of warning.
Wen Shi nodded.
He turned around and took two steps when he was tripped by a monster corpse on the ground. There were countless monster heads blocking his way around him.
Boss Mei's snort came from behind. As the culprit of everything, Wen Shi quickened his pace with a guilty conscience, walked around the monster corpses, and prepared to enter the elevator.
"Are you done gambling?" A faint voice floated over.
Outside the elevator door, a petite figure was leaning against the door. Ayu was looking over here with a half-smile, and her smile was a little creepy.
Seeing the other party's suspicion face to face, Wen Shi felt bad and shouted "Mom" with a tingling scalp.
"You know how to call for help now..." Ah Yu used his fingertips to pick up a bell on his waist: "Why didn't you call for help when you were laughed at for having no capital?"
Xiaohua had only been here for a short time. She was sure that there was no one around when she got off the elevator, and she didn't hear the elevator door open again afterwards. But from what this person said, she had been here for a long time.
Knowing that Ayu was dissatisfied with his distant behavior, Wen Shi flexed his fingers a little stiffly. Everyone has a limited number of life-saving cards, and he doesn't like to use the people around him as bargaining chips.
The small triangular ears on top of his head drooped down. Ayu's heart softened for a moment. He took the initiative to turn the page and pressed the power button.
While waiting for the elevator, Wen Shi asked the ghost children to line up and stand aside, and asked A Yu: "Can you help me take them to a place?"
During the day, he had to rely on the ghost boy to complete the bodyguard mission. The angry ghosts were unwilling to leave and wanted to make the male mother in their hearts into a specimen. Now the situation has changed. The ghost boy witnessed the monsters on the entire floor being killed in seconds, and was afraid that Wen Shi would be unhappy and turn them into specimens.
A Yu nodded: "Where to send it?"
Wen Shi sent her the address and patted the ghost child's head. This time, he said without any threat, "There will be suitable mothers there to play games with you. I just donated some money. There will be a better environment soon. It will be much more interesting than hiding in the amusement park and killing people."
The ghost boy nodded ignorantly. As long as he didn't scratch their necks with playing cards, everything would be fine.
The elevator door opened.
Several people walked in one after another. When Wen Shi pressed the door closing button, he was almost eye-to-eye with the bank president.
The president does not need to place a bet, the first move is in Wen Shi's hands. Once he decides which side to bet on, the president will be automatically classified as the other side.
Wen Shi sneered: "Now I find you much more pleasing to the eye."
Compared to that hypocritical smile, this gloomy expression is more suitable for the other person.
The elevator door slowly closed, and players including Boss Mei, Money Balance, and the malicious bank president were all isolated in the space outside the door.
Leaning against the inner wall of the car, Wen Shi's shoulders drooped slightly, and the tense string in his mind finally loosened.
Xiaohua had a reason to urge Wen Shi to hurry up: "You have the upper hand over the president. The twelve hours that Boss Mei reserved should be a first-mover advantage."
Veteran players have a good grasp of the game mechanics: "Using this period of time, you will definitely be able to trigger some tasks, and thus make relatively accurate predictions about the gambling game."
After the elevator went up to the first floor, A Yu took Gui Tong away. The interior of the casino was not affected by the underground vibration, and the rest area was still crowded.
Wen Shi and others went to the entrance of Mei Jin Casino to talk.
It is not a good thing to pry into other people's secrets, but in this situation, some questions are unavoidable. Xiaohua stood still and asked first: "Who was Boss Mei talking to just now?"
"City Lord."
Xiaohua was undisguisedly surprised: "You convinced the city lord to place a bet?"
Wen Shi shook his head and explained in detail: "I went to the corner to pray to the devil and asked it if there was any solution. The devil charged very cheaply, and I originally wanted to offer to pay a wisp of soul."
Of course, offering the soul was just talk, the purpose was to immediately create a situation of confrontation between the devil and Boss Mei.
Boss Mei looked kind, but she was definitely not one to take advantage of others. She would not give up even a little bit of what belonged to her. Boss Mei personally asked her to use her life and soul as an additional bargaining chip, and she would not let anyone else take even a little bit. The devil looked like a wild person, but he was actually very capable.
Once the two sides start fighting, the situation may usher in new changes.
Xiao Hua looked at him deeply after hearing this: "It's really hard for you to come up with such an idea. Then what?"
Wen Shi: "The devil didn't take the bait, so he asked me to pat him on the head, and then gave a solution, contacting the city lord."
He tried to call back the number that had received the bodyguard invitation, but a man in black answered the phone. He didn't know if it was the devil who did something, but after he said a few words, the call was easily transferred to the city lord.
What followed was that the city lord took the initiative to ask to speak to Boss Mei.
Xiaohua: "Why did the city lord help you?"
The cat shook its head.
Feeling that the whole thing was very magical, Xiaohua asked again: "What's going on with the Lord of Terror and the game?"
Maomao shook his head. Xiaohua shook his shoulder in frustration: "Wake up and tell your sister, what do you know?"
The cat shook its head three times.
"… "
Wen Shi turned his head to look at Li Nan, "Why did the city lord help me? What is the Lord of Terror fighting with You Xi about..."
There must be some basis and reason for Li Nan to be willing to stand up.
Li Nan's eyelids jumped when he saw the confused expressions of the duo.
The lights of the Meijin Casino were dazzling. Li Nan stood aside a little, hailed a taxi and asked them, "If you follow the bet and win, you can become the one favored by Libra. The benefits are personally certified by Boss Mei. Isn't it worth the bet?"
Xiaohua: "But this game is very risky and does not conform to your principles."
"The first mover wins, and the chances of winning are good enough."
The taxi arrived, and the bank president and others happened to be coming out of the casino. Seeing that he was going out in a taxi so late, they narrowed their eyes suspiciously.
Li Nan acted as if he was not worried at all about him following the car. He did not deliberately ask the driver to take a detour and directly told the destination.
"We want to go to the city lord's residence to pay our respects and check in."
The driver was no longer surprised by such requests. There were a lot of people in the Golden City who worshipped the city lord, and some even went so far as to imitate the city lord's dress.
After getting in the car, the three people did not communicate anymore. The driver saw the flexible cat ears through the rearview mirror.
Because Wen Shi kept his head down, the driver couldn't see his appearance clearly and didn't associate Wen Shi with the popular 3S-level bodyguard. He only lamented that nowadays dealers have started to show off their looks in order to make money.
Wen Shi, who bowed to life, probably understood what Li Nan meant.
The other party had the same judgment as Xiaohua, thinking that this betting buffer period could be used to trigger the task, otherwise it would be meaningless to be the first mover. The complete reversal of the money balance came from a chip from the city lord, so they had to go to the city lord first to see if they could trigger the side quest and obtain favorable information.
As the bank president who is the last one to take over, even if he follows all the way, he cannot trigger anything.
The cheering words uttered by monsters are of reference value.
Similar to how they use questioning the truth to summarize the true spirit of the mirror, the first move will definitely defeat Boss Mei. The weight of the first four words is definitely not something that can be crushed by a simple qualitative change.
A loud bang interrupted Wen Shi's thoughts.
The taxi tire suddenly burst. The driver was startled and got out of the car to check, cursing.
Xiaohua laughed.
How could a tire blowout be such a coincidence? It was obvious that the bank president had sent someone to do something tricky to waste their time.
Wen Shi also saw through this and did not waste any more time changing cars, knowing that he would encounter various "accidents" in the future.
This time he called Ayu directly without any courtesy, "Mom, some bastards want to stop me."
"Cough..." Xiaohua couldn't help but cough twice.
Hearing that the president of Wangcai Bank was described as a little punk, Li Nan was a little amused.
Wen Shi vaguely heard A Yu telling the ghost children not to run around, otherwise he would use them to make wine and feed them to the wolves. His temples jumped.
"Shake the bell I gave you, and we'll be there soon."
Wen Shi did as she said. Although A Yu did not show up immediately, after the driver replaced the spare tire and the taxi was back on the road, no accidents occurred again.
The road the driver was driving on was extremely flat, and there were basically no other vehicles on the road, because the city lord's residence was located in this area, and it was not allowed to build residential houses or disturbing entertainment venues nearby.
The further ahead he went, the farther the distance between the street lamps became, and the darker the environment became. With his good night vision, Wen Shi could see the situation ahead clearly.
The city lord does not live in a Western-style villa, but in a huge house. The outer wall made of black bricks and stones extends from a hundred meters away. It is hard to imagine the area inside.
What was surprising was that the outermost door of the house was open.
The driver treated them as outsiders who had just entered the city, and explained: "Many people come to visit the city lord's residence. Behind the outer gate is a small garden. You can take pictures and visit it freely, but you are absolutely not allowed to enter behind the second door. From there on, it is completely the city lord's private area."
After thanking him for the reminder, Li Nan paid the bill and the three of them got out of the car and walked to the front.
"Another typical example of sting operation." Xiaohua looked up at the yard: "Opening a door specifically is just to attract people to cross the line."
The city lord's methods of stalking people were top-notch, just like the bodyguards he hired. The city lord himself never encountered any danger, but many of his bodyguards died.
The wind was very strong nearby. After stepping into the courtyard, Wen Shi keenly smelled the faint smell of blood in the wind, which showed that many people had died here.
Rockeries, black stones, and trees are the main elements that construct this space. Xiaohua checked these dark and heavy stones and found that "there is a strong resentment attached to them."
Wen Shi didn't understand these things and asked, "What is the effect?"
Xiaohua shook her head: "Not necessarily, it may be used to nourish Yin Qi, or it may be used to suppress something."
The three continued to move forward, and soon they were back to where they were. The familiar rockery seemed to be mocking their incompetence.
Ghost wall? But it feels different from the ghost wall I encountered before.
Wen Shi thought about it, and with the help of his body transformation, he flexibly climbed up a tall ancient tree nearby. Looking down from above, the house inside was immersed in a dark fog, and only the eaves could be seen vaguely. The stones nearby were crisscrossed, and he said, "The arrangement of these stones seems to have a pattern."
Xiaohua took a few steps back, looked at all the stones as a whole and said, "It's a formation."
None of them understand this, and there will be risks if they force it.
Li Nan was about to use the props, but was stopped by Wen Shi: "Let me try first."
He summoned the zombies without hesitation. When Peng Lu was still alive, his skills seemed to be related to formations. Peng Lu was able to draw a complete demon-subduing formation by himself to trap the Blood Bride. After the zombies were promoted, they should have copied some of their memories about the formations of their original bodies.
Forced to work late at night, the wandering corpse looked confused.
Wen Shi said succinctly: "Point out a way out."
Even if the zombies lead the way based on their feelings, I believe it will be much better than them walking around aimlessly.
The wandering corpse stared at the black stone for a while, and actually chose to walk forward with his eyes closed. One dared to lead the way, and the other dared to listen. Wen Shi followed slowly behind him, trying not to look at the surrounding environment.
The smell of blood in the air grew stronger and the wind became stronger. It seemed that after walking for a long time, the wandering corpses finally stopped.
They were standing on a path of broken bricks, with a wooden door in front of them that was red to black. This should be the second door mentioned by the driver.
Wen Shi put his hand on the door and was stunned: "It's not locked."
It was completely confirmed that the city lord was enforcing the law by stinging.
He pushed the door open in one go and stepped over the threshold with one foot. Just as he was considering whether to go in completely, he suddenly felt that the wind blowing from behind had disappeared without him noticing.
After exchanging a glance with the people around him, Wen Shi prepared himself mentally and turned around.
A straw face full of cracks came into view rudely!
Wen Shi's breath froze for a moment, and he was more surprised than frightened. He had seen the same straw demon in Fengguan Village, but the one in front of him was taller and had fewer bloody wounds on his face. It was obviously not the same one.
Its eyes are empty and lifeless, not controlled by big eyeballs, it is purely a demon.
"This is the species of demon behind the Ghost Gate," Wen Shi took a step back and reminded the other two, "Don't make a deal with it."
When Wen Shi was thinking about how to stay away from the Scarecrow, the prompt sound of the game forced him to make the opposite choice.
[You met the straw demon that wandered out from behind the ghost gate a long time ago. ]
[The horror event live broadcast port has been connected to the ghost gate.]
After connecting one more port, new viewers continued to pour in.
Just like last time, the straw demon spat out a straw from its mouth. It did not take any direct action, but asked with a sinister smile: "Who among you three wants to play a game with me?"
He sniffed anthropomorphically, and stared at Wen Shi with his hollow eyes: "You smell like Boss Mei's money."
The game prompt sounded further:
"You have triggered a clue task unique to the first mover."
[Clue Mission: Scarecrow's Challenge
Mission content: Wherever there is live broadcast, there are straw demons. They like to use time travel to trick people into making soul transactions. Guard your soul!
Mission Reward: A secret.
The Straw Demon knows a secret of the city lord, and the current city lord has used it to accomplish an unimaginable thing. Those who pass the test will share this secret with the demon.]
"Let me do it." Wen Shi said.
The Straw Demon spoke to him in a targeted manner, proving that he already had a candidate in mind. Moreover, having experienced several times of time travel, he was indeed more experienced in this regard.
Seeing Wen Shi walking forward confidently, Xiaohua did not stop him.
The corners of the straw demon's lips were raised, and he looked extremely terrifying under the thin moonlight.
It couldn't wait to stick the straw on Wenshi's head. The straw turned into a hair and penetrated deep into the brain through the hair follicle, actively searching for the memory that made the target feel painful.
It is not a pleasant feeling to have your brain dug up deep inside, but unfortunately the monsters in this dungeon have absolute knowledge of the players, and it is difficult to deceive them. This is true for Boss Mei and the Straw Demon as well.
Wen Shi’s [Come to my house] is of no use at all.
"Um?"
The scarecrow accidentally found traces of straw left by its own kind in the body of its prey. Following the straw, the scarecrow read the memory of its last flashback.
Not long after, the straw on its face exploded!
The comment section had actually exploded a long time ago, and it was the new audience who came from the ghost gate who was excited.
"Fuck you, does the live broadcast room have no memory? Isn't this a song praising the idiot who loves until death!"
"I remember that his adoptive parents wanted to hire someone to kill him, but he generously said he wanted to forgive them."
"Straw demon, you still want to show us these, do you want to die?"
Wen Shi could only see so many comments, as most of the remaining comments were blurred into asterisks because they were too dirty.
The original audience in the live broadcast room wanted to say something, but was quickly brushed off by the angry ghost gate monster.
"Bah." After reading all the memories, the Straw Demon pulled the straw off Wen Shi's head and spat at him.
I actually want to reload the game and start over, going through the same process again. That's so dirty!
"..." Unexpectedly, the other party could also see the previous replay experience, Wen Shi was a little embarrassed. He was thinking of catching a bug, anyway, the replay would always stay at the most painful time node, and he could almost 100% brush past it.
Holding the straw tightly, the scarecrow looked at the other two and asked sinisterly, "Do you want to play games?"
Li Nan made a gesture to Wen Shi, and the latter retreated dejectedly.
Before and after Li Nan went up, the same straw was inserted into his head and turned into hair again.
The night wind is very cool tonight.
One minute passed, then two minutes passed... Wen Shi gradually went from being nervous to having lost his sense of time, while Li Nan was still standing there, showing no signs of going back.
Xiaohua yawned, feeling like she was about to grow grass on her head: "What's going on with him?"
Wen Shi was about to shake his head to express his confusion, but he unexpectedly discovered that the red name of the mirror god had remained above the live broadcast room, indicating that he had not left. He suddenly remembered that Li Nan was an ordinary person certified by the True Spirit. Did he really have the so-called pain points
The straw demon always only knows how to play that one trick, taking advantage of the most painful moment of its prey to lure the other party into making a deal.
At almost the eighteenth minute, the scarecrow pulled out the straw on Li Nan's head without saying a word.
Li Nan rarely showed some confusion: "You..."
"Bah." Even from his expressionless face, it could be seen that the devil disliked him for being unlucky, so he turned around and spit at him.
How can one have the dignity to continue living in this world with such a dull life?!
Following Wen Shi, Li Nan also made an embarrassing exit.
Seeing that neither of them seemed to meet the requirements for the mission, Xiaohua sighed in the night and shook her head: "Useless men."
She consciously and proactively stood in front of the straw demon.
This grass moved for the third time today and moved to the top of the little flower.
The scarecrow who was waiting for a job looked better. At least the woman looked normal.
With eager anticipation, another quarter of an hour passed.
Wen Shi and Li Nan squatted in the corner and chatted, whispering: "Xiaohua's personality must have been through a lot."
Li Nan nodded in agreement.
If it wasn't her nature, then she must have had some bad luck in her life. It would be a dangerous thing to let her experience the time travel of the Straw Demon.
When they began to worry about Xiaohua's safety, the scarecrow's two hole-like eyes widened a little. It couldn't find any source of pain in this woman's memory. It was basically Xiaohua who made others suffer. Her life was always in absolute dominance.
Xiaohua was impatient. She felt something was moving in her mind, but it took her so long to find its way back. She was a little annoyed: "Can you do it?"
She deeply doubted the ability of the straw demon.
The Scarecrow glared at her fiercely and this time he spat at her twice: "Shut up, you pervert."
"?"
Xiaohua lowered her head and felt two sprays of straw ash on her collar. She immediately became angry. Li Nan and Wen Shi saw that something was wrong and quickly grabbed her arms from the left and right.
Wen Shi: “Calm down!”
Without the Straw Demon, the clue mission cannot be started.
If her arm hadn't been grabbed, Xiaohua would have definitely pointed at the straw demon's nose and scolded him, "With his professional level, what can he do?"
Wen Shi coughed lightly, and before things got out of hand, he asked the scarecrow in a good-natured manner: "Do you think he's okay?"
As he spoke, he pushed the zombie out.
The most painful time for the zombie was probably related to the seeds of the mutant pomegranate flower, but he would never make a deal with the devil for this. Let the zombie go, and there is a guarantee that he will complete the mission.
The straw demon, who had been dealing with souls all his life, glanced at the wandering corpse, which was not even considered a human, and remained indifferent.
As a warrior, Youshi's soul has signed a contract with Wen Shi, and the devil cannot take it away at all.
Wen Shi, who was determined to fix the bug, continued to promote: "Is it really impossible? He..."
The straw demon interrupted coldly: "Don't force me to slap you."
"… "
(End of this chapter)