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Chapter 142 Evil Thoughts Specialty 1 (page 12)

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A gunshot rang out, and the dark bullet flew forward, hitting Eugene directly between the eyebrows.

He did not dodge. This bet was not fatal, it was just a matter of winning or losing. Therefore, even a mortal could resist such bullets with his body.

wow~

In front of Bai Bian, the bets automatically appeared. A large pile of minerals and other high-value resources appeared on the gambling table, forming a hill and separating the two people.

Bai Bian did not rush to pick up the things, but asked lightly: "Is this the devil? You have nothing now. If I raise the bet now, what can you come up with to bet with me?"

Eugene's face was expressionless. At this moment, he felt the mood of those who played games with him, despair and powerlessness.

It seems like the opponent knows what you are going to do next and all your trump cards.

No matter what you do, you will lose. Compared to himself, he feels that the person opposite him is more like a devil.

Eugene took a deep breath, with a slight tremor in his tone: "The value of me is no longer enough to pay for your bet. Either you have your eye on something, tell it, and the third game will continue, or you can be counted as the winner and you can return." To the place that comes in here.”

Bai Bian smiled: "Actually, you underestimate yourself."

He stood up and picked up the space ring, the blood pool wooden box, and two soul crystal cores (large).

He imprinted his breath on the space ring again, approached the devil, and pointed at the pile of extremely valuable treasures: "These things are all yours. If I only ask you to place a bet, then you have a chance to get back everything you have." What do you think of this thing?"

Eugene paused and looked at Bai Bian with a slightly flustered look in his eyes. What's going on? What's going on with this guy?

Why does this line feel familiar? This is a statement about squeezing out every last drop of value!

Have you met a colleague? Is the other party's conduct far superior to yours? In fact, there is nothing in that space ring? Is the other party the Archduke of the Devil?

Is that why the soul is so heavy on the scale of value?

Extremely complicated thoughts burst out. Although there were many flaws that proved that the person in front of him was a very mysterious person, he still thought about it unconsciously.

Because only the devil knows his own tricks, and only the devil who is older than himself can make himself defenseless.

The coldness on his face was a little broken, and he asked carefully: "What do you want?"

Bai Bian paused and said with a smile: "Look, in the third gambling game, how about we let the rules of hell keep our strength to the lowest level of gold?"

"Same strength, one-on-one, life and death, it's fair, isn't it?"

"In other words, you don't have to do anything in the third game. The only thing you have to do is let hell limit your rank. How about that?"

Eugene's eyes lit up, whether this was the Devil's Archduke, or a human being who was even more devilish than the Devil.

With the help of the rules of hell, the balance of strength is absolute.

It seems that I have a chance to kill him!

But he hesitated a little when he thought about it. This bet was indeed fair. Bai Bian pursued this, which made him panic.

There is a wise saying: The more the enemy wants something, the less he can get it.

But this is the only chance. If Bai Bian is allowed to go, then his thousands of years of savings will be wiped out in an instant.

Should I take a gamble and kill him, or should I risk my life and go back to hell and never come out again?

Even the devil was a little undecided for a while.

After a period of silence, Eugene's reason finally defeated his desire: "I'm sorry, Mr. Human, it's within the rules and I won't do it."

"How about this, I'm the golden one and you're in the middle, how about that?" Bai Bian interrupted the devil's words and asked tentatively.

Unless the rules of hell can be broken, if you want to kill the devil who sets up a gambling game, you can only use the rules of hell. Within the rules, anything can be said.

Eugene was stunned and looked at Bai Bian's silence. This human race really didn't seem to regard him as a devil. The gap of ten levels was not something that could be made up.

But now that he has made a decision, he will not change it: "Sorry, Mr. Human, I only play games within the rules."

Bai Bing is really a little regretful this time. He hasn't killed the legend yet, but if he doesn't reduce this legend at all, there is no need to think about it. He can't beat it at all. Although this is a first-level legend, a legend is a legend.

Unless he reaches level 70 or above, he will not consider going one-on-one with the legend.

A legend can become the leader of a country. The Dawn Federation is so big and only has two legends. You can imagine the gold content of legends.

"Then let's start the third game. The four levels outside and the Evil Jungle you just took away are all your assets."

As soon as Bai Bian finished speaking, Eugene fell silent again, but in the first round, he personally decided on three rounds of the game, so that the game could continue until Bai Bian died.

He couldn't refuse, so Eugene, who became extremely silent, nodded and affirmed Bai Bide's words.

"But these things are not as valuable as this pile of treasures." Bai Bian looked at Devil Eugene up and down with some embarrassment.

Eugene said expressionlessly: "It's not enough and there's nothing I can do about it. I've lost all my assets to you."

Anyway, he has made up his mind that he must enter hell alive today, and then go work under the Devil's Archduke, and never come to this damn Shia again.

Bai Bian smiled: "However, if I see it right, the properties of the clothes you are wearing should be quite good, and the feathers on your wings are also a good magic material, although they are still not as valuable as these treasures. , but it’s barely enough for you.”

Eugene:.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, and his blood pressure instantly rose. It was an insult. This was simply a shame. He was a legend! Legendary devil! He can be regarded as a famous existence in hell!

"You." As soon as he said the words, he was stuck.

He took two deep breaths and barely suppressed the urge to explode: "Press them all, and the game begins?"

Bai Bian nodded and said with a smile: "Two options. First, fight with me and I can bring your level to level 70. After all, I am only over level 50 now. The gap is close to level 20. It depends. Do you dare?

Second, continue the third round of hair plucking, otherwise you have to wait for the rules to be judged. You must agree to one of the two requirements. This is your rule. "

Eugene closed his eyes, and his brain was thinking rapidly. It seemed that White Plague's request had reached a level that a person would not refuse.

Generally, a difference of three levels can cause suppression, a difference of seven levels can cause crushing, and a difference of more than fifteen levels is simply asking for death.

But the devil's heart told him that when something absolutely beneficial comes, as long as you hesitate, don't accept it. This is the way to survive.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again, and his eyes became extremely determined: "Pull out, let's start!"

Thirty minutes later.

Bai Bian still couldn't hide the regret in his eyes. Maybe he couldn't overestimate the devil's arrogance from the beginning, but it wouldn't work if he hid it from the beginning and won continuously.

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