That gangster was also a ruthless character and said to me without changing his expression: "How old do you want to be?"
I tapped the coloring cup with my fingers and said: "From now on, we will keep betting. Put as many things on the table as you can cut off, and bet on one thing. If you lose, you don't have to leave. Just keep betting with me. If you win, I'll double the money for you. Until one of us doesn't want to gamble anymore."
"Do you dare?"
As soon as I said those words, some people started cheering: "Bet with him, bet with him..."
The gangsters fight fiercely, and most of the time they are for people to watch. The more people there are, the less likely they are to be timid. That person knew clearly that I might be cheating, but he could only grit his teeth and say: "Just bet, who is afraid of whom?"
"Buy the deal and let's go--" I raised the color cup with my hand, and the number came out to be small.
I smiled and picked up the finger on the table: "This thing is mine. Come here, wrap it in red cloth."
A waiter took a red cloth, wrapped the man's finger, put it on a wooden plate and stood at the gaming table.
I looked up at the other person and said, "Do you still want to bet?"
The man picked up the knife, cut off one of his ears and put it on the table: "I'll buy a bigger one!"
"Buy it and leave. Let's go -" I sneered: "It's still young. Do you still bet?"
"bet!"
In just a moment, there were five more waiters holding trays beside the gambling table. Each of them had a large or small red cloth package on the tray. The blood stains from the package appeared along the way. The tray dropped to the ground.
The gangster I was betting against had blood everywhere from his face to his legs. His whole body was turned into a gourd of blood, and he was still lying on the gambling table and refused to get off.
I stared at him without changing my expression: "You have lost five games in a row, do you still want to gamble? If you can't do it yourself, let's not gamble anymore. I don't want to get into another life-threatening lawsuit."
The gangster gritted his teeth and said, "Bet!"
"Okay!" I said with coldness in my eyes: "You place your bet! How many times you place your bet, I will bet with you a few times."
That gangster had lost one eye, one ear, two of his fingers were chopped off, and a piece of flesh was missing from his calf. If he stabs himself a few more times, I'm afraid he won't be able to get out alive.
The other person looked at him with the knife for a while, threw the knife away, covered his face with his hands, and walked out.
He is giving in!
I pushed the cup out and said, "Give it back to him."
A waiter came up to get involved with the man and sent him outside the door. All five packages were stuffed into the other man's arms. The other party squeezed out of the crowd without raising his head, but no one made way for him, so the other party could only beg one by one.
This is the result of giving up in a fight!
If you fight hard and win, you are a hero and everyone praises you. Even if he loses his life, he is still a man who is not afraid of life and death. If you admit it, no one will treat you as a human being.
I saw that the gangster fell to the ground due to excessive blood loss before he had gone very far. Even if he was rescued, he probably wouldn't survive.
I walked to the door with my hands behind my back: "Is there any other hero who wants to show off his courage? I have some things here!"
I waved my hand, and a man came out carrying a tin bucket. He turned the bucket sideways to show the people outside.
The bucket hung with barbed wire was filled with mice that were more than half a foot long and had red eyes.
I said calmly: "Everyone, one of you, come up, put this bucket on your belly, and let me light a fire under the bucket. As long as you last longer than one stick of incense, you will win."
"However, I have to tell everyone first, rats can burrow when they are frightened. If they dig a hole in your stomach and come out from your back, don't blame me."
As soon as I finished speaking, the faces of the gangsters who came to eat the treasure game all turned blue, and no one dared to step forward.
The gangsters from Abacus City were good at everything from walking on iron slabs to getting into the frying pan, but no one had ever seen a rat get into someone's belly. If you walk on the iron plate and get into the oil pan (not jump into the oil pan), you may still be left alive. If a rat digs a hole in your belly, can you still survive?
I looked around and said, "I'll keep this iron bucket here. Anyone who wants to try it can come and try it. If you want to play with it, please do it. If you still have things to do, just get busy first."
I waved to Ningbeile and said "open", then walked up to the second floor.
Wang Wangohao saw me entering the door and clapped softly: "Brother Ye, this trick is interesting. I will have to try it when I torture people in the future. But having said that, if someone really dares to try your iron bucket, what would you do?"
I smiled and said, "I also did some tricks on the iron bucket. No one can hold on to more than half a stick of incense."
Wang Guohao nodded and said, "That's good!"
"It seems that we are safe for the remaining four days!"
Wang Wangohao turned his head and lay half on the chair: "Brother Ye, as far as I know, there is evil everywhere in this Baofeng Building. Didn't you check it carefully after you came?"
"After checking, it's not a big deal." After I arrived at Baofeng Building, I stayed in the room and did not go out. Ye Sanqi and Jiu Wangye went through Baofeng Building. After they left, Baofeng The building seemed to have been washed away by water, and nothing could be found except white poems and paintings.
Wang Wangohao saw that I didn't want to say anything more, so he simply didn't ask any questions. He just chatted with me for a few words and then went about his own business.
I thought my operation was foolproof, so I stayed in Baofeng Tower until midnight and then returned to the room. Unexpectedly, as soon as I fell asleep for a while, I felt tightness in my chest and my head became extremely awake.
I knew clearly that I didn't open my eyes, but I could clearly see someone sitting on my chest.
The ghost presses the bed!
It is not uncommon for ghosts to press on the bed. As long as a resentful ghost does not come to seek revenge, it is easy to break free.
When I was about to recite the spell, I saw the female ghost on top of me lowered her head and pressed face to face with me.
"Bai Shihua!" I exclaimed in shock, "Why are you pressing on me?"
Bai Shihua moved a little and said, "I was afraid that the first warlock I contracted would die in the hands of others because of his stupidity, so I came here to say a few words to you. If you don't want to hear it, forget it!"
"Wait a minute!" I stopped Bai Shihua and said, "Can't you move your position first and let's talk about it later?"
"That's it!" Bai Shihua said with a straight face: "If I don't teach you a lesson, you will never have a long memory. How did your master teach you? Is there anything else in your mind besides fighting in the world?"
My face darkened and I said, "You can say that I'm not good at learning, but you can't say that I'm a master!"
"Bullshit!" Bai Shihua said angrily: "What did your master teach you? You don't even know the most basic things, so he asked you to guard Baofeng Tower. Does he want to kill you?"
