"You win."
Emma performed the job of a croupier, tapping the chips for Lu Mingfei.
The gamblers sighed that because there were too many people, there was a storm in this space.
"any drinks?"
Lu Mingfei asked Ling beside him with a smile.
"Ice water."
"Yeah, two glasses of ice water."
Emma nodded and turned to leave.
"besides."
She stood still, lowered her head, and waited for Lu Mingfei's instructions.
"Order yourself a drink, you can drink anything, you're welcome."
"Sorry, I'm just the dealer, this..."
"OK OK."
Lu Mingfei called for a stop.
"Yin Fan also told me to let you accompany me."
“Just order whatever you want to drink.”
"This is the mission."
Emma found the guest and conveyed the guest's request.
"Two glasses of ice water, and..."
Emma paused. She liked the drink, but what did he like? The repressed memory was about to stir up, her parents at that time.
I frowned and waited impatiently.
"Emma!"
"what else!"
With the harsh tone, the girl trembled unconsciously. This was the instinct of her muscles. Her body had already remembered the pain of the beating.
Tools don’t need character.
Tools don’t require hobbies.
Hard work is the meaning of survival.
"And a glass of ice water."
she says.
Lu Mingfei and Ling stood outside the crowd, watching the gamblers go crazy, shouting hoarse for the rolling dice, all the human rationality in their eyes faded, and they were filled with the greed and numbness of beasts.
Zero observed Lu Mingfei.
"What's wrong?"
Lu Mingfei touched his face in embarrassment.
"Is there something on my face?"
Zero shook his head.
She looked towards the gambling table.
"I thought you would be disgusted."
Lu Mingfei looked at her and the other gamblers, and suddenly realized.
He laughed.
"Who do you think I am?"
"The kind of middle school student who is so naive that he only thinks that the world is full of love and justice?"
"You're a freshman."
Lu Mingfei was a little surprised.
"Can't you tell, you're pretty good at telling jokes."
He was obviously smiling, but in this brightly lit hall, Lu Mingfei sighed faintly.
"If I were just a student, I would probably still believe that the world is black and white. To create a perfect world, I only need to kill all the bad guys and leave only the good guys."
"Just like in anime, the protagonist discovers the villain who destroyed the world, goes through many challenges, and finally kills him, and has a happy ending."
"How wonderful."
Lu Mingfei smiled lazily.
"But, I am no longer a student."
"I am a teacher in Kyushu and the number one in martial arts."
"Sometimes I think about it too, Zero."
"If one day we kill the dragon clan, there will be no more crisis."
"It even allows everyone to practice martial arts, and everyone has the opportunity to become stronger."
"Then what?"
The young man's eyes were very far away. At this moment, he seemed like an old man who had experienced too much and could vaguely see a glimpse of the future.
"Actually, whether there is transcendence or not, whether there is power or not, as long as humans exist, battles are inevitable."
"Let's just say it now."
"We hang out at the most high-end casino in Las Vegas."
"Eleven-year-old kids from the Middle East charge with AKs in their hands."
“Students on the other side of the world study until one in the morning just to get their grades.”
"Children in rural areas have to walk four hours on mountain roads to go to school."
“Teen girls in Southeast Asia are giving birth.”
He paused.
"The world is never a good place."
"Actually, there is a high probability that there will not be a truly beautiful day."
In the young man's calm words, Zero could hear the despair.
It's strange to say that.
Despair is such a strong emotion, why can it be described as indifferent.
But this is indeed the case for Lu Mingfei at this moment.
The more I see and go, the more I despair of human beings.
Many people will become hysterical, angrily criticizing the world and society, and angrily criticizing the dark and unfair current situation.
But, what then?
"If criticism is not followed by corrective opinions, then no matter how sharp the criticism is, it will just be an ugly attack."
Lu Mingfei suddenly said something irrelevant.
Then the two stopped talking.
Lu Mingfei had seen the true evil of human beings.
Nothing can highlight the evil of human nature more than troubled times.
The reason why he uses dandan to describe despair is because Lu Mingfei accepts this emotion. He knows that tragedy may never disappear. Human beings will not be able to understand each other until the end of the world. Where there is estrangement, there will be conflict, and when there is conflict, there will be tragedy. This is the unchanging truth.
But Lu Ming was not accepting it, not compromising.
Even if he can never reach the ideal world of perfection, he will still work hard for it, go further, and go further. This is the martial arts that belongs to him, Lu Mingfei.
"The Point Guard Is Here"
In the distance, seeing Lu Mingfei and Ling stopping to talk, Emma came over with three glasses of ice water.
"Thanks."
"Thanks."
Lu Mingfei looked at Ling. It was okay for him to say thank you, but it was strange that this girl was willing to speak.
After walking around the hall, Lu Mingfei played a few games, winning and losing. The gamblers who followed him at first gradually dispersed. It seemed that this big shot had no interest in gambling, at least not in the tricks of the hall. Interest, in short, if you want to make money from him, it is probably out of the question.
Sure enough, after seeing Lu Mingfei and the others entering the VIP passage, the gamblers all looked disappointed. They had known this would happen. How could a place like the lobby, where ordinary people spend time, be worthy of the status of a big shot?
Rather, they were surprised that Lu Mingfei was able to walk around the hall. Crazy Yin Fan had to brace himself to entertain the distinguished guests and did not go directly to the second and third floors. It was really puzzling.
"There are not many people here?"
“The second floor and above are only open to members.”
"member?"
"Sir Yin Fan has explained that you two are our top members and all areas are open to the public."
"That's it."
Red carpet covers the black stairs.
They spiraled upward.
It's like walking on an enlarged genetic model of the human body.
At the end of the stairs were two doors. The waiter with a butterfly-shaped half-face mask bowed slightly. Emma said a few words to him and came back to ask Lu Mingfei and Ling to choose masks.
Lu Mingfei looked around and saw that they were all half-face masks. What kind of confidentiality could such a mask have? Perhaps the attributes of its accessories were far greater than the mask itself.
Lu Mingfei chose a ghost face for himself and a bunny face for Ling.
It's a mask with fluffy rabbit ears, half upright and half down. It's quite cute when paired with the girl's cold face.
Emma glanced at Ling's face intentionally or unintentionally. Sure enough, she was still just a thirteen-year-old girl, Lu Mingfei thought to herself.
"plz follow me."
Emma leads the way.
The moment he opened the door, a majestic volume filled his head and face.
This is the same layout as the ancient Roman Colosseum, with auditoriums and iron cages. The only light source is a few spotlights, illuminating the square footage of the iron cage. The audience wearing masks shouted hoarsely and waved their hands under the cover of darkness. Anything they can wield to cheer on the player they're pinning.
Emma took them into the private room. There was a whole side of one-way glass, so they could enjoy the whole scene, or they could pull up the curtains and watch the duel in the iron cage through the display screen.
PS: I need to think about this plot again. The Las Vegas part will end within 20,000 words. I missed the mark by writing these 2,000 words. It’s too late to rewrite it at 10:30 in the evening, so I’ll just post a free chapter. The next chapter may continue here, or it may be overturned and rewritten. If it is overturned, this chapter will be deleted.
I shouldn't have written such preachy words here, I'm very sorry.
