Jiang Luo's expression suddenly became a little weird.
In the eyes of evil spirits, this is a combination of fear and anger. The black-haired youth must have accumulated a belly of anger, but Jiang Luo was just holding back his laughter.
He didn't understand real guns and bullets, so he came forward to tease people, Jiang Luo just thought Chi You was funny.
Even Jiang Luo was eager to jump on the tiger's mouth.
He raised his eyebrows, and his long and narrow eyes swept across the first mate with a smile, as if wrapped in a honey coat, "Really?"
In the lottery box, he lightly touched the card in his palm and smiled frivolously, "First mate, do you want me to take this?"
The surface of the card is smooth, and no bumps can be felt. But Jiang Luo didn't believe that Chi You would be so kind, and specially came to give him the master card he wanted.
On the contrary, Chi You obviously came to disturb him on purpose, to make trouble for him.
Just like the cup of Hehefu water, how could Jiang Luo fall into Chiyou's plan again.
The pure white mask of the evil ghost was split in half under the night and the light, and it even looked a bit silent and terrifying, he chuckled, "Trust me, the cards in my hand are what you want. Card."
His tone was playful, "The card in the guest's hand is rare."
Jiang Luo scrutinized every expression on the devil's face.
The evil ghost smiled calmly, with a hint of interest in his deep eyes. The card in the palm of the hand continued to draw a circle on Jiang Luo's skin, with a nonchalant appearance, which seemed to confirm Jiang Luo's choice.
Jiang Luo suddenly smiled, and the fingers in the lottery box took the initiative to reach forward, as if vaguely swiping across the evil ghost's gloves. Jiang Luo blinked at him, "Mr. First Mate, but I always think you have bad intentions."
Since the evil ghost can tease Jiang Luo, why can't Jiang Luo be teased back.
Suppressing the evil ghost is very cool, of course, the premise is that the evil ghost does not have the ability to eat Jiang Luo.
Ge Zhu on the side waited patiently for them, and the waiter's expression didn't show anything wrong. Because only on the surface, no one would have thought that their hands in the lottery box had been pulled together.
The evil ghost hooked Jiang Luo's fingers, just holding a hand, but there was endless itching, as if the threads were broken, invisible threads bound these two pairs of equally slender and clearly articulated hands.
A dark fire flared in the man's dark blue eyes, "I suddenly regret it."
The card slipped to Jiang Luo's fingertips, and gently touched the black-haired youth's full fingertips sharply, leaving a fleeting red mark.
The evil ghost said with deep meaning: "Perhaps letting you draw this card is also a good result."
Hearing this sentence, Jiang Luo suddenly hesitated.
He looked at the devil's incomprehensible smile and began to wonder if this was another trap of Chi You.
He drew the master card, and Chi You said this just to confuse him, and he was also handed a slave card. But it is also possible that he did draw the slave card. The evil ghost seemed to be helping him, but in fact he just knew that Jiang Luo would not accept the card in his hand. When the result came out, Jiang Luo would only look at the master who passed by. Card remorse.
So, should he change cards
The devil seemed to see his sway, and his laughter was a little more pleasant and bewitching, "So, guest, which one do you choose?"
The waiter reminded in a timely manner, "Guest, please draw out your card."
Jiang Luo smiled calmly, looking very confident: "No hurry."
He lifted his eyelids to look at the evil ghost, and hooked his fingers towards him.
The devil raised his eyebrows and bent to get closer.
"Mr. Evil Ghost," the black-haired youth's breath sprayed on Chi You's ears, he said, "I like your shell without your body."
The devil's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he sneered: "My honor."
The breaths of each other were intertwined, and the evil ghost did not expect that Jiang Luo would take the initiative to come up. He was in a good mood, "Based on the beauty of your guest today, I can't help but want to remind you again."
The card in the devil's hand was inserted between Jiang Luo's fingers, "This one is the most suitable for you."
This sentence stopped in Jiang Luo's ears, as if saying: This slave card is the most suitable for your identity.
Jiang Luo lightly sighed and made up his mind. He put away his smile decisively and neatly, pulled out his hand very simply, and took out his own card, "No need, I think this is the most suitable card for me."
The evil spirit's smile turned into a false regret, and he also drew out his hand. The white card turned around, and the face with the crown pattern faced Jiang Luo.
"Master card."
Jiang Luo looked uncertainly at the golden crown on his card. After a while, he lowered his head and gradually moved his thumb away from his card. He stared at the pattern in the middle for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed in a relaxed tone. , "It's lucky, I'm also a master card."
Without waiting for others to speak, he naturally inserted the card into his chest pocket, and said with a smile: "Thank you first mate for the good luck you brought me, everyone, we are going to the dance floor."
Jiang Luo turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly, he stopped and glanced back at the chief officer, "By the way, I remember that I complained to the captain before, and he promised me that he would not let you appear in front of me again."
"But forget it," he shrugged and turned around, his black hair drawn in a handsome and handsome arc in the air, "after all, some people are like bugs, and they can't get rid of them."
The words fell, and they had already walked into the dancing crowd.
There was a moment of silence at the gate, and the waiter took the initiative to speak: "First mate..."
"You didn't read his card." The first mate interrupted him.
The waiter wondered: "Isn't it the crown card?"
The first mate laughed and said to himself: "Yes, with trash like you..." How could he possibly see through him.
The music in the ballroom was soft.
Dodging the waiter who came with the wine glass, Jiang Luo's footsteps were fast.
Ge Zhu was almost unable to catch up with him, "Jiang Luo, why are you walking so fast? I just found out today that your legs are really long."
Jiang Luo's speed was even faster, and he slowed down until he turned his head and saw that he couldn't see Chi You. He pulled Ge Zhu to stand in the corner, his face sank.
Ge Zhu's heart was raised, "What's wrong, something happened?"
Jiang Luo took out his card from his pocket, his thumb down, revealing the pattern above.
The black chain is very clear.
Ge Zhu: "… "
After a long time, he found his voice, "So it turns out that what Lu Yi said about your milk poisoning and bad luck is true."
Jiang Luo felt a heartbreak, and he said weakly, "This time is just an exception."
Ge Zhu's eyes were obviously unbelievable, but as a good person, he still comforted him: "It's okay, Jiang Luo, I believe you will be able to move forward. As the saying goes, times come and go, if it is extremely peaceful, this time is unlucky, and the next good thing is coming. "
Jiang Luo exhaled a turbid breath, and put the card back in his pocket, "You are right. The most urgent thing is, I need to change a card for myself."
Ge Zhu: "How to change?"
Jiang Luo looked towards the door.
They had just come all the way, passing many people. The rich and the poor in the ballroom are very easy to distinguish, not only in the difference in clothing and behavior, but also in whether or not they wear masks on their faces.
The rich all wear masks that cover half of their faces. The masks are gorgeous or low-key, and the details are full of extravagance. On the other hand, the poor showed a clean face. In this case, it was as if someone was looking at the value of the goods.
Jiang Luo's eyes moved to the wall.
The rules of the dance are posted on the wall.
Rule 1: You cannot refuse the request of others to view the card.
Article 2: The "slave" must obey the "master" without restriction.
Article 3: When the master and slave perform on stage, the "master" must ensure the safety of the "slave"'s life.
…
Each one contains huge information points.
Compared with the second and third items, the first item is nothing.
What is the master-slave performance, to ensure the safety of the slave's life, another meaning is to understand it, that is, as long as the performance does not cause human life, it is enough to do other things
If it is not during the performance stage, is the life of the slave not guaranteed
Who makes the rules, and what are the penalties for not following them
Jiang Luo's eyes darkened, and his eyes moved to the first rule.
Under such harsh conditions, the rich take advantage of it, while the poor are mostly dangerous. But looking around, there are countless civilians at the ball, including women who are eager to marry into wealthy families with beautiful faces, men who are eager to hook up with rich women, and fat-headed, big-eared and greedy people who want to have an affair. Middle-aged decadent crowd.
Everyone thought that they were the lucky one. Even if they took the slave card, they would have a romantic one-night affair, but Jiang Luo didn't think that would be the case.
The chain card is like a hot potato, Jiang Luo thought, I want to replace it immediately.
Logically, he shouldn't have been so anxious.
After all, Jiang Luo wore a mask on his face, everyone knew that he was a rich man, and most of the rich people took the master card. Other wealthy people with master cards would not specifically come to check Jiang Luo's cards, and those who were slaves would not ask Jiang Luo to show them the cards.
- In advance, Chi You was not in this banquet.
Jiang Luo could almost imagine that after Chi You realized that he was a slave card, what kind of interesting smile the evil ghost would show, and what kind of excessive things he would do.
A sense of crisis came quietly.
Jiang Luo was originally sure that Chi You didn't know how to express his desires, because this time, Jiang Luo was unsure about his poisonous milk. The result that he deduced that Chi You didn't know how to make or love would be true.
Jiang Luo felt that his speculation was justified, but a small voice asked in the bottom of his heart, what if.
What if you are poisoned again.
Under the mask, the brows of the black-haired youth twitched. He summoned Ge Zhu and said in a low voice, "You will cooperate with me like this later..."
After the explanation, the two returned to the gate.
Jiang Luo stepped forward, and the waiter saw him and said politely, "Sir, may I ask you something?"
"That's it," Jiang Luo said slowly, with a natural willful tone, "I lost my card, and I want to draw a new one."
The waiter said calmly: "Of course."
"But the number of draw boxes belonging to the rich is limited. If you want to draw again, you can only draw from the boxes belonging to the commoners," the waiter said. "Do you still want to draw?"
Jiang Luo was silent for a while, "What if those poor people lost their cards?"
"That's a pity," the waiter showed a sympathetic expression. "No matter what cards they drew before, they were automatically reduced to 'slaves' status."
Jiang Luo pursed his lips, and was about to use the second plan when he saw six people approaching not far away, and it was Lu You and a few people.
A few people in Lu didn't recognize him at first, but when they walked in and saw Jiang Luo's iconic black hair and figure, they recognized him.
But they pretended not to know each other and walked to the waiter.
The waiter also asked them to draw lots. Jiang Luo looked at them with sympathy and shook his head without a trace.
Stop smoking, go back to wash and sleep.
It's enough for me and Ge Zhu to come in here.
But when he shook his head, Lu Yizian had already put his hand into the box first. He shook his head at Jiang Luo with a bewildered expression, and the next moment he withdrew his hand from the box.
"What card is this?" He turned over the crown pattern on the card and showed it to everyone, scratching his head in confusion, "Good or bad?"
The waiter was a little surprised, and he congratulated: "Congratulations on winning the rare master card in this box, this is the first one tonight."
Jiang Luo: "…"
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