"Blackjack, over/under, or Russian roulette, it's all up to you. No matter what you bet, I'll accompany you!" Da Beitou looked at Song Qingwen confidently.
In Da Beitou’s life creed.
A man may not be good at sex, wine, or good food, but he can never be good at gambling.
The so-called difficulty in gambling is just that there is no capital to put on the gambling table.
Getting something for nothing... or even seeking the ups and downs of mood that changes in an instant, where fate changes rapidly, is the most fascinating thing.
"The mentality of blackjack gambling, the skills of dice gambling, and Russian roulette are the gambling of life." Song Qingwen said slowly.
After studying modern civilization knowledge for so long, it is impossible for Song Qingwen to not be able to distinguish these three things clearly.
"So you bet your life?" Da Beitou looked at Song Qingwen and asked. He tore a candy from his palm and stuffed it into his mouth.
Song Qingwen shook his head: "No! I bet your eyes can see your complete butt with your own eyes."
The smile on Big Beitou's face froze.
Then he said: "Interesting! So interesting!"
"Is there still such a way to gamble?"
"Okay! I'll bet with you."
"What's your bet?"
Da Beitou asked Song Qingwen.
"What do you want?" Song Qingwen asked.
Da Beitou said: "I want your courage. If you lose, your courage will be mortgaged to the castle. From now on, you can only be a cowardless person."
Song Qingwen nodded and approved the bet.
The next moment, Da Beitou directly picked up the revolver on the table.
Aim at his chin and shoot him.
Just like the three gambling methods he proposed can 'cheat', he can also cheat on the gambling methods proposed by Song Qingwen himself.
However, Da Beitou's hands were quick, and Song Qingwen's was faster.
The wind was compressed to the extreme and turned into a decapitating knife.
Cut off the head of Big Back Head before the bullet hits his jaw.
The flying head was raised high, and he saw the headless body lying on the gambling table.
That huge ass is also in full view.
"I lost!" The big-backed head fell to the ground and was stepped on by Song Qingwen who was passing by.
Big Beitou thinks he is the best at gambling.
Therefore, you must pull Song Qingwen into your own 'rhythm', use what you are good at, and restrain what Song Qingwen is not good at.
However, Song Qingwen used the other's methods to return the favor.
He only used one blow of the wind knife.
And this is what Song Qingwen is good at.
It has nothing to do with gambling skills.
The strength and skill of that knife were just right.
Just the right amount of force was causing Da Baotou's head to fly up, and a clean and sharp cut prevented his brain from losing consciousness due to pain or loss of body supplies.
After passing through the casino on the third floor, Song Qingwen went up to the fourth floor.
There is a large indoor swimming pool on the fourth floor.
Beside the swimming pool, several beauties in swimsuits with impeccable figures, skin, and looks were playing in the pool. In the fitness equipment area on the side, there are also beauties wearing thin clothes and sparse fabrics, sweating and doing various exercises.
When under the light, the angular muscles are rolling with beads of sweat, and the toned and delicate bodies exude a sexy allure, which seems to make people's eyes unable to help but stay on them.
When Song Qingwen walked in, they extended an invitation to Song Qingwen.
This obviously has no effect.
Under the sparkling water, the women all had transparent skates between their thighs.
Deadly weapons, hidden out of sight.
There are already highly venomous snakes hidden in people's caves. The fitness girls also stopped moving. There were guns and explosives hidden in the exercise equipment.
This place is not a powder cave, it is clearly a bone cave.
Song Qingwen raised an index finger.
Then connect the dots with your index finger.
Just like shooting a gun, the finger shoots out strong wind, killing these women in advance before they attack.
Song Qingwen did not see the danger hidden underwater.
But it didn't stop him from clearing these 'obstacles'.
"Tsk! It's getting boring!" Song Qingwen slowly walked past the swimming pool that had been dyed bright red, and let out a mocking sigh.
He even deliberately slowed down his pace.
Give the mastermind behind the castle more time to prepare.
Finally, Song Qingwen arrived at the fifth floor.
This is already the highest level of the castle.
The castle is large, but the number of floors is not high.
There seem to be many rooms on the fifth floor.
Song Qingwen didn't open any door, just walked alone in the empty and dark corridor.
The monotonous footsteps pounded on the ground and corridors. The sound would make ordinary people's hair stand on end, but it couldn't move Song Qingwen in the slightest.
He came to the deepest room.
The door to the room opened on its own.
A man wearing a burgundy suit, with dark green curly hair and clown makeup on his face was playing the piano.
The weird and inexplicably passionate piano sound flows from the clown's fingertips.
Song Qingwen felt the mania and surge of the 'monster' power in his body.
"Pure Black Messenger?" Song Qingwen asked.
The clown's piano paused.
Then he slowly closed the piano lid, pushed away the stool and stood up.
"Pure Black Messenger?"
"perhaps···!"
"But I think I am righteous! What do you think?" The clown seemed to grin and asked Song Qingwen.
He turned his back to Song Qingwen and came to a table.
Then I opened a folder.
Inside the folder is a contract.
"Hand over anything you value...anything. You will become the master of this castle."
"You can take away anything from anyone through a contract, including their lifespan, emotions and even souls. You will become God or the devil... who knows? You can make this place whatever you want. .In this castle, any of your will will be carried out, whether it is food, guns and ammunition...or something else, something more interesting."
"You will get them all." The clown said to Song Qingwen.
At this time, Song Qingwen revealed his true emotions for the first time.
After entering this castle, my mood had real fluctuations for the first time.
"Including large particle collider, P4 level laboratory, and various high-tech research equipment?" Song Qingwen asked.
The clown was stunned.
He didn't expect that this was what Song Qingwen asked.
"perhaps···!"
"Don't you want to try it yourself?" The clown stretched out his hand and pointed to the table and the contract on the table.
Song Qingwen's mood swings became more intense.
But he calmed down quickly.
“Very old-fashioned, but practical.”
"To be honest, I didn't use this method very much more than a hundred years ago. But I didn't expect that one day, I would be moved by it."
"Some people will believe in the villain's credit when they see the contract. They believe that with the guarantee of the contract, the villain will keep his promise. But in the eyes of the real villain, the contract itself is a trap. The real cruelty is Hidden in seemingly just deeds.”
Song Qingwen said as he walked over and picked up the contract on the table.
Then he shook his hand.
The thick paper was split down the middle.
A thin piece of paper flew down lightly.
"The routine is a bit old, but the most important thing is that it works. But the usage is a bit childish, and you still have to learn it!"
