"Sister, this is not good..."
"Sister, do you want to stop thinking about it? We, we may not be good at it."
"..."
The three players became anxious.
Chu Chaoge took out his weapons and asked them to gamble with the two monsters on the opposite side. However, they lost all their clothes last night and only had a pair of underwear left.
If Chu Chaoge loses with the machete this time, wouldn't it mean that if Chu Chaoge gets into a fight with the opponent later, without weapons, he will be directly at a disadvantage.
Chu Chaoge didn't raise his eyelids at all: "Stop talking nonsense and bet quickly."
Three players: "..."
Chu Muye saw that their bodies had collapsed due to nervousness, and quickly comforted them: "Don't think too much, just let nature take its course. Since my sister took out the machete as capital for your bet, it proves that She thinks highly of you, so you have to believe in yourself!"
Seeing his words instantly igniting the fighting spirit of the three players and starting to gear up, Chu Muye secretly praised himself in his heart.
A collection of inspirational sayings that you deserve.
The two monsters raised their pure white eyes and just laughed strangely.
The cards began to be shuffled on the table.
The so-called ghost card draw means that all players are assigned a card, and then each player draws a card to the player on his right or left in a clockwise or counterclockwise direction.
Combine the drawn cards with your original cards. Any cards that form a pair can be thrown into the pile. The person who loses all the cards is the winner of this game.
On the contrary, because there are fifty-three cards in a deck, the clown is the fifty-third card in the playing cards. It is a lonely and strange little ghost. In the end, whoever gets the clown card last will be the loser. .
The game is already halfway through.
Chu Muye looked at the player in the middle holding the ghost card with his knuckles turning slightly white.
One monster has already lost all its cards, but no player has lost any cards.
The monster seems to enjoy seeing the sad expression on the player's face.
Finally, one player lost all his cards. He almost stepped on the table and howled. However, facing the big white eyes of the monster sitting opposite him, he still sat on his chair silently and honestly.
At this time, the monster opened its mouth, stretched out its long and particularly foul-smelling scarlet tongue, licked its own black mud, and then took back the black mud-stained tongue.
Its movements aroused physical discomfort in all the players present except Chu Chaoge.
Then it rolled up its black tentacles and raised several cards in its hand to a player. The player tremblingly went to pick up one of the cards. When he saw the card clearly, the player's face turned whiter than snow. Be white.
With a pale face, he handed several cards in his hand to another player. The other player obviously saw that the ghost card was in that player's hand at the moment, and he silently pulled out the ghost card that the player hinted at.
If he wants to win, the ghost card must be in the monster's hand, and he must let the monster draw this card.
The player who asked the monster to draw the ghost card had the highest psychological quality among the three players, but in the tense atmosphere at this moment, he couldn't help but sweat on his palms, and even his whole body was trembling slightly.
Just then, a hand fell on his shoulder.
The player looked subconsciously and saw Chu Muye smiling gently at him: "It's okay, just relax."
The warm and dry touch made the player's nerves, which were so tense that they were almost unstretched, gradually relax a little, and then the player raised the card in his hand in front of the monster.
The monster didn't seem to care, and even purred green bubbles out.
Its black tentacles rolled up one of the cards, and then exaggeratedly said in a hoarse and weird voice: "Oh, thank you so much, I have another pair."
As he spoke, he played two 7s.
The body of the player whose ghost cards were not taken away was shaking violently. Chu Muye frowned and pressed him: "Calm down, there is still a chance."
The player let out a dull sigh.
The player on the other side was almost crying. He murmured: "Why is the luck so bad? Why..."
luck?
Chu Muye had a thought, and then glanced imperceptibly at the man with black tentacles standing in the corner.
And that person was facing the player who was about to cry with his tentacled face.
At this time, the monster lazily said: "I'll let you do it this time, little poor thing, your nose is about to come out."
Then Chu Muye clearly saw with his peripheral vision that the man with the tentacles on his face slowly lowered his head as the monster finished speaking.
So...did you do anything?
Chu Muye looked at Chu Chaoge on the side. Chu Chaoge was staring thoughtfully at the back of the player's head who was about to draw a card. He looked very focused.
Chu Muye glanced at it and then lowered his head silently.
The player that Chu Chaoge had been staring at quickly threw away the cards in his hand, and suddenly only the player and the monster with Chu Muye's hand on his shoulder were left on the table.
The player holds two cards in his hand, one is the ghost card and the other is another card needed by the monster.
This is the last game.
The monster's black tentacles stretched out. It paused first on the ghost card, and then on the safe card. Its white eyes stared at the player for a moment.
The player closed his eyes tightly, held up his cards and began to pretend to be dead.
The back room was completely silent at the moment.
Until the monster sneered impatiently, and then the black tentacle pinched one of the cards.
Just as the black tentacles gradually pulled the card away from the player's hand, the player's throat moved.
The next second, Chu Chaoge stretched out his hand, grabbed the hair of the player in front of him who had just lost all his cards, and then slammed the player's head onto the table.
His movements were so swift that neither the players nor NPCs present could react.
By the time he reacted, the player's face had been smashed to pieces by Chu Chaoge.
It wasn't over yet. Chu Chaoge picked up the machete on the table and stabbed it directly into the back of the player's neck.
Blood sprayed onto Chu Chaoge's face and body the moment the machete penetrated the back of the player's neck.
At this moment, under the dim light, Chu Chaoge looked more like an NPC in a horror game than an NPC in these horror games. His face was covered with red blood that even had residual warmth, which made people tremble with fear.
Then Chu Chaoge raised his head, blood sticking to the messy black hair and slowly dripping down.
She stared coldly at the two black mud monsters on the other side of the table.
The back room was quiet, even more silent than when the black mud monster drew the most critical ghost card.
