Lu Yi was very lucky to win the master card. Although Jiang Luo was heartbroken, a better plan came to his mind.
He no longer stopped them, but pretended to be extremely dissatisfied with the poor man's drawing of the master card: "Why is there a master card in the civilian box?"
The waiter was not surprised by his performance and said soothingly: "Guest, please understand that the result of the lottery is not within our prediction."
Jiang Luo sneered and stood aside with arms folded, "Then I'll be here to see what cards they can draw."
Lu You and a few people came together, but they were in pairs and pretended to be unfamiliar with each other. The six of them quickly ran out of cards, as Jiang Luo expected, except for Lu Yi, everyone else drew slave cards.
Jiang Luo sneered and said gloatingly: "It's just like that."
He looked like he had lost interest. He turned around and was about to go back to the ballroom. He seemed to remember something before leaving. He stopped and turned to the waiter and asked, "What if I and another master like a slave at the same time?"
"It naturally depends on the negotiation between the two masters," the waiter said. "We don't have anything strictly forbidden to do here, so we can do it, and we won't get involved."
The waiter said again, "Aren't you going to draw lots again?"
Jiang Luo asked, "If I'm not satisfied with the re-drawn lottery, can I keep drawing until I'm satisfied with the lottery?"
The waiter shook his head: "Even if it's you, it's just one more chance to draw lots."
"There's no need for that," Jiang Luo said bluntly, "it's better to find the crown card that I lost."
The waiter smiled and said, "Then wish you good luck."
Several people entered the hall in two waves. Soon, eight people gathered in an unnoticed corner.
Wen Renlian asked in a low voice, "Have you lost your card?"
Jiang Luo shook his head, "I've drawn the slave card. Losing the card is just an excuse for me to want to re-draw. This plan failed, but I didn't have much hope of succeeding. Originally there was a second and third It happened that Ge Zhu won the master card, and I could form a team with him, but there will be changes between master and servant, so this plan is not feasible."
In such a severe situation, the rest of the people couldn't help showing some worry. But Jiang Luo suddenly laughed, "Originally there was only one master card, Ge Zhu, I couldn't do anything, but now that we have two master cards, there is a lot of room for manipulation."
His eyes flashed, and he settled on Lu You's body, "First of all, let everyone know that a civilian has won the master card."
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The wine is mellow, the figures in the ballroom dance, the sea breeze outside is cold, but the interior is warm like spring.
The aroma of the girl and the tobacco scent of the man are intertwined. Among the crowd, the rich people are changing the cups, and they are commenting on the crowd with the eyes of hunters looking at their prey.
But suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd.
The rich look up, "What's going on there?"
The waiter with the tray said: "A rich man took a fancy to a commoner, but the commoner said he was not a slave."
Civilians who are not slaves? interesting.
The rich crowded around curiously, and the commotion had already surrounded many people. In the middle of the crowd, a rich man wearing a silver mask and a big gold chain said gruffly: "You said you are not a slave, then show me your card."
Lu You did his best to meet Jiang Luo's request to attract everyone's attention. He threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground, and glared at Ge Zhu with an exaggerated and fierce expression, "Do you think I'm lying?"
Ge Zhu was startled by the sound of the wine glass breaking, but fortunately he wore a mask and insisted on saying his lines, "Come on, I want to see your card, don't you dare to take it out?"
Lu Yi said unhappily, "Why should I show you the cards?"
A wealthy beer belly watching the fun found that the slave was lying. He sneered and said, "Look at the wall. The first rule here is that you can't refuse someone's request to view the card."
Lu You's expression changed, just when others thought he would admit that he was lying, he saw this commoner reluctantly draw out his card, and said in front of Ge Zhu: "Look, look, I said it all. I'm the master card!"
He took advantage of the situation to let the people watching the excitement around him also see the cards in his hand clearly, for fear that others could not see clearly, Lu Yi was tired before he put it down.
The rich also saw the cards in his hand.
They suddenly lost interest and left in twos and threes. There are also many people whispering, and there are quite a few words between the words.
"It turned out that the commoners really got the master card. How was this dance planned?"
"Looking at the civilian's face makes me sick. Our group of 'masters' has such a rat shit mixed in."
Ge Zhu and Lu Yi succeeded in retreating behind the scenes and returned to Jiang Luo's side without making a sound.
Lu Yi and Jiang Luo exchanged the cards in their hands, and Jiang Luo said in a low voice: "You protect yourself, the master card in Ge Zhu's hand will be given to anyone who needs it. In the eyes of outsiders, the two of you are already master cards. They won't come to provoke you again. You can also protect the two as slaves, and the safety has been temporarily lifted. You have to be careful when inquiring about the news. As for the rest, wait for me to cooperate with me as planned. "
Jiang Luo slipped silently into the dance party.
After missing his companions, he straightened his clothes, and with a romantic smile he walked towards a few ladies who were gathering and talking.
"Beautiful ladies, good evening," Jiang Luo raised his chin slightly, his black hair arcing gracefully on his shoulders, "Can I join you too?"
Several noble ladies looked him up and down, looked at each other, Huazhi laughed wildly, "Of course you can."
Jiang Luo waved to the waiter on the side, handed the wine glasses to the three ladies in person, and said with a smile, "What are the ladies talking about?"
The black-haired youth looked like a gentleman with a lot of money. What is more charming than his unknown worth is his demeanor and appearance. Even if his face is half covered by a mask, his beautiful eyes and the corners of his smiling lips are still stunning.
"We're talking about beauty," one of the red-haired ladies couldn't help answering, "and it's when you're younger that your skin is smoother and more elastic."
Jiang Luo said in surprise, "Aren't you still young now?"
The three ladies covered their lips and laughed again. The red-haired lady was so praised that she couldn't help smiling. She touched her face, suppressed her vanity, and said humbly, "Where did you say that? It's so exaggerated that we got on the boat just to look younger? If it's 18 or 20 years old, we don't use it anymore."
Jiang Luo narrowed his eyes and continued to chat along this topic.
"I don't know if the blood eel is as exaggerated as the legend says," another lady said worriedly, "but look at the lady of the Xue family, she looks like a whole twenty years younger. When I went to massage with her, The loose fat on her body has also disappeared, it seems that she has changed."
"My personality has also changed a lot, which is really enviable... When I told my husband that I also hoped to be 20 years younger, he came to make fun of me. Look, he is not on board now?"
"These stinky men don't board the ship for beauty. In their eyes, as long as they have money, don't they have countless beauties?"
"Oh, I think the rumor that blood eels can increase lifespan is more outrageous than the rumor that it can beautify."
Blood eels can increase longevity and beauty.
Jiang Luo was thoughtful, but after getting this information, he did not leave, but led them to talk, and got to know many masked rich people.
Soon, the lights in the ballroom suddenly went out. Three seconds later, the dark lights came on, and a chase light hit the center of the stage. The waiter standing under the spotlight stood in front of the microphone and said with a warm smile: "Everyone, the master-slave performance stage starts now!"
With a "bang", the colored cannons above the waiter's head burst open, and colorful colored papers fluttered in the sky.
The crowd under the stage applauded enthusiastically, and Jiang Luo heard the rich man beside him excitedly say: "Finally wait until this one starts."
The waiter had a high-pitched voice and full of emotion: "On the stage of the master-slave performance, there is only one rule, that the 'master' must ensure the safety of the 'slave'. Besides, the stage is all controlled by the master who holds the crown card! Now, is there any Which master and slave pair would want to be on our stage first?"
Kuang Zheng, who was hiding in the crowd, protected Wen Renlian and Zhuo Zhongqiu behind him, fearing that someone with a master card would choose them as his slaves.
Wen Renlian said helplessly, "Big guy."
Straightening his head, Wen Renlian looked at him and said sincerely, "You are more dangerous than us."
Correction: "?"
Wen Ren patted his muscles in succession and said meaningfully: "You don't know how many people want to pull a muscular guy like you on stage as a slave for training/teaching."
Kuangzheng's face was blank for a while, and Zhuo Zhongqiu said "tsk", "Wenren, this idea of yours is really dangerous."
But fortunately, before anyone took a fancy to them, the first master had already brought his slaves to the stage.
The appearance of this pair of master and slave is very different. The master is a greasy old man like a pig, while the slave is a young woman with a plump figure and an uneasy expression.
The waiter walked up to the master, whispered a few words to the master, and nodded. After a while, someone handed a dog chain to the rich master from the side.
The waiter withdrew from the stage.
The rich owner coughed in front of the microphone. He put his hands behind his back with a pretentious gesture, and his stomach was about to touch the microphone stand.
"In the past, I had a bitch, but that bitch was sent to the kitchen by me because she bit me, and it became my lunch," he said, with his big yellow teeth conspicuous, "Today, I'll give you a meal Acting out a bitch and master who won't bite."
He looked at the young woman, his face trembling with laughter, "Come here and kneel down and put on the dog leash."
The young woman knelt down tremblingly and put the dog chain around her neck. The rich man pulled the chain, laughed disgustingly, and stretched out his hand: "Lick the master's hand."
The young woman did it with tears in her eyes.
The rich man dragged her around the stage twice, slapped the young woman's buttocks from time to time, and cursed, "Hurry up!"
Zhuo Zhongqiu and the others were very angry. They were about to make trouble according to the plan, when they saw the husband of the young woman under the stage was already trembling with anger, and he was going to rush to the stage in the next second, "Don't touch her!"
The waiter stopped her husband, "I'm sorry, you can't rush up to interrupt the master-slave performance stage."
The commoners who watched this scene shuddered and suddenly woke up from the drunken dance. They shuddered when they looked at the humiliated young woman on the stage. This one is a young woman, is the next one themselves? They were both timid and angry, but they still dared not disobey the rich. The commoners watched this scene silently, and no one dared to speak out. For a while there was only the roar of the young woman's husband: "You are too much! Let her go, let her go!"
The rich man on the stage laughed at his husband offstage, and kicked the young woman too much.
Among the commoners, I do not know who boldly shouted, "Why are most of the rich people masters, and most of us are slaves?"
Lu Yi, who was hiding in the crowd, lowered his voice: "Yes, why is this!"
After more people took the lead, the whispering among the civilians became louder and louder.
The rich man on the stage seemed to be slapped in public, and his expression became more sinister. Jiang Luo heard someone beside him who was at a loss and whispered: "We still need these poor people in the future, and now we have them in a hurry, what should we do next?"
The other person was also a little unsure, but still disdainfully said: "How dare they."
Jiang Luo raised his lips coldly, and he walked to the front of the crowd.
The rich breathing on the stage was getting heavier and heavier, and he was thoroughly infuriated by the protests of the poor. As the first master and slave to perform on stage, he was dissatisfied by the common people, which is really shameful. The rich man looked at the young woman gloomily, the young woman sensed danger, she stepped back in fear, but saw the rich man grin and slap, and was about to hit her when a loose voice suddenly sounded.
"Mr Wilton, you can stop."
The rich man looked down and saw a black-haired young man wearing a black mask looking at him with interest, he was obviously in the audience, but he seemed to be condescending and contempt for him, "This performance of yours is really boring. ."
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