Before the red-haired ghost could refuse, a ray of blue light appeared between his eyebrows and floated on the table in front of him as a bargaining chip.
On his neck, a black chain pattern grew like a tattoo.
As long as the red-haired ghost loses, his soul will belong to Chen Ming, and the chain will instantly cut off his neck!
"Can't we just gamble?" the red-haired ghost asked fearfully.
At this time, how could I still be in the mood to care about face?
When life and death are at stake, realize that life is precious.
Without saying anything, Chen Ming picked up the dice cup and started shaking it.
Wow!
Every time the dice hit the wall of the cup, the sound they made would make the red-haired ghost's heartbeat speed up a lot.
It was like the sound of drums, echoing in my ears.
Seeing that Chen Ming could actually force the notorious red-haired ghost to such an extent, the horror in the hearts of the ghosts was written all over their faces.
"He is not as simple as he seems!"
"Yes, being able to crush the opponent forcefully under the pressure of a fifth-level spiritual weapon was something I wouldn't even dare to think about in the past."
"It's a pity that a generation of gambling kings is going to die. It's not good to provoke anyone. I have to provoke that ruthless person. I hope he can learn from it in the next life."
"The next life? Haha, where is the next life? The soul is gone, and the ghost life is completely over!"
They really couldn't sympathize with the red-haired ghost.
The trio on the side were immersed in their admiration for Chen Ming and could not come back to their senses for a long time.
I knew he was powerful, but I didn't expect him to be this powerful.
Turn defeat into victory when the conditions are clearly not in his favour? No, crush the red-haired ghost with force!
"Damn it! What's going on!"
Blah blah blah!
Seemingly seeing the red-haired ghost taking no action, the power of rules contained in the eccentric dice quickly took effect.
The red-haired ghost was forced to reach out and grab the dice cup, swinging his wrist.
boom!
After shaking it a few times, he slammed the dice cup onto the table.
"..." Cold sweat poured down one after another from the red-haired ghost's face.
His originally green face had become much paler.
He knew very well that he could not resist the power of the rules of the eccentric dice.
At this moment, he couldn't even control his body at the most basic level.
He was pinned down on his seat by an invisible force, unable to move.
Every move is like a marionette, completely controlled by others and manipulated at will.
Chen Ming didn't feel that he needed to take care of the red-haired ghost, so he directly opened the dice cup and announced the points he got first.
"Six o'clock! It's six o'clock again! This is so lucky!"
"Indeed, he simply shook the dice cup a few times and then immediately put it down. There was no hint of any tricks or usage skills at all."
"Unless it rolls to six and it's a draw, then..." The tiger-headed monster pursed his lips, blew a breath, and continued: "The soul is gone!"
Chen Ming raised his hand to signal the red-haired ghost not to waste time. He quickly opened the dice cup and announced the results. Don't keep everyone waiting.
"Damn it! Get down! Get down!"
The red-haired ghost tried his best to press the arm that was raised out of control back to its original position.
From the ferocious facial expression, it is not difficult to see how hard his whole body is working.
However, even if I use my other hand to press it, it still won't have any effect.
Grasp the dice cup tightly with five fingers and slowly lift it upward.
"No! No!" The red-haired ghost looked desperate and shook his head desperately, wanting to refuse and regain control of this body.
The power of rules is like a double-edged sword, extremely sharp when cutting the enemy. The same is true now when the blade is pointed at him.
He couldn't help but refuse.
Under the constant struggle between the two forces, he flicked his arm hard and the dice cup flew out.
Shot dead with a thud, split open.
In this wrestling match, the red-haired ghost finally declared defeat.
The dice cup is opened, and the number is: 1.
His tragic ending was doomed.
Phew! Phew...
The tattoo on the neck that looks like a chain or a thorn is working.
In an instant, the red-haired ghost's neck was strangled, and his head rolled off.
Blood spilled! Spewing out from the broken neck!
The speed of the blood eruption quickly slowed down, and the body sitting on the bench fell down due to its unstable center of gravity.
A small stream of blood continued to roll through it.
Chen Ming opened his fingers, and the soul belonging to the red-haired ghost automatically came to his hand.
With five fingers, pinch it out!
Everyone was amazed by the ruthlessness of the method. Even the ghosts took a breath and sent chills down their spines when they saw it.
[Successfully killed the green-faced evil spirit! Congratulations to the host for getting the bronze treasure chest +1! 】
Just a bronze treasure chest?
Chen Ming was eye-opening that the value of each ghost was much lower than he imagined.
Fortunately, unlike zombie monsters, there are additional drop rewards.
For example, the skull ring from before, or the fifth-level spiritual weapon in front of you, the eccentric dice.
'It seems that most of the strength of ghosts comes from spiritual weapons. If the spiritual weapons are strong, they are strong. '
Chen Ming does not deny that there are strong people among ghosts who do not rely on spiritual weapons, but so far, he has indeed not met them.
Use the object control technique to get the eccentric dice and add it to your collection.
Others naturally dare not have any opinions. Regardless of Chen Ming's mysterious identity and background, as well as his huge financial resources, they also have to worry about whether he will become the next target of a life-betting application if he rashly offends him.
Even the red-haired ghost couldn't defeat him even with the biased dice, let alone now that he still has a firm grasp on the biased dice and has joined forces.
Going against him in this situation is as good as seeking death in the eyes of the ghosts.
Respected like a god?
No, they really regard Chen Ming as a god!
What's more, he went to Chen Ming specifically and offered the higher-quality spiritual weapon that he had been reluctant to take out before, just to win a little favor.
Even if he doesn't like it, Chen Ming can make Chen Ming remember his face and it will look familiar. It's not a loss.
Do your best to please him.
Chen Ming, as he said before, will not refuse anyone who comes.
As much as you give, you receive as much as you give.
Anyway, unlimited storage space, it can fit in it.
I thought it would continue to be calm like this.
Who would have thought that before I had two glasses of wine, another group of uninvited guests would arrive.
"What are these one-eyed guys doing here?"
"I don't know. He's full of murderous intent. He's definitely up to no good."
"When did anything good happen where these gangsters appeared?"
"I just hope they can be a little more discerning today and don't cause trouble, lest they set themselves on fire."
"They seem to be... looking for someone?"
And indeed it is.
Soon, a dozen one-eyed ghosts started to move towards Chen Ming in a menacing manner.
Wherever the tall body passes, people look up.
"Several guests, I wonder if you..."
"go away!"
Snapped!
Neil stepped forward, asking them kindly what they wanted to eat, but he never expected that the Cyclops slapped him away.
At least one-third of the bones in the body were broken.
Completely disabled, let alone getting up, I had no feeling except pain.
Seeing that the person is still alive, and there are many ghosts on the other side.
Manager Liu decisively turned a blind eye and closed one eye.
It's not worth it no matter how hard you think about being a one-eyed ghost for a human being who can be replaced at any time.
As for Chen Ming, it's not that he doesn't want to help, it's just that he is powerless.
Besides, he had reminded Chen Ming a long time ago that the one-eyed monster cannot be killed.
Unfortunately, he couldn't listen, and he just got to this point.
But whenever he thinks of Chen Ming's hidden mysterious background, he can't help but feel his mind swinging from side to side.
He raised his eyes and murmured in a low voice, "How about asking the adult upstairs to take action?"
