I Became an Anonymous Boss

But who would have thought that this Young Master Bai would chase after him regardless of the organization or the safety of other people.

The situation on the other side is even more critical!

Why do you care so much about me, a small role used as a foil!

The mood of the landlord in blood clothes has changed several times in a period of time, and it is more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

Once a person faces a crisis, he can't control his wild thoughts, and the instinct to survive will make his thinking suddenly diverge.

Fortunately, the landlord in blood clothes managed to keep calm, he asked: "Your Excellency, what do you want to talk about?"

"Hmm... let me think about it." Bai Taki touched his chin and said casually, "Why don't you talk about how to write your epitaph?"

The blood-clothed landlord's heart skipped a beat, his expression tightened subconsciously, and he resisted not answering.

Bai Taki continued: "Please also leave your name and birthday, so that I can order tombstones. Last time, the assassin dressed like a Taoist didn't leave any information, so I can only throw it into the mass grave Here, erect an anonymous monument."

...Damn Taoist, he really died at his hands.

The host in blood clothes held his breath: "Your Excellency is so kind, did you even leave a coffin and a tombstone for the assassin?"

Bai Taki replied: "Xuan Huang is very good."

The landlord in blood clothes whispered: "It's good to say that the world has a good life. If that's the case, can't your excellency leave me a way out?"

He managed to return to his youth, for which he gave up countless sacrifices, and never wanted to die here.

Seeking a way out is better than seeking death on your own initiative.

Bai Taki folded his hands on his chest: "Is there a way out? Dare I ask, are there fewer opportunities for me to give you?"

He meant something.

The host in blood clothes thought of many things, including past conversations, including this duel.

He had the opportunity many times, and had many chances to stop, but unfortunately he never grasped it.

The host in blood clothes gritted his teeth: "Last time!"

Shirataki smiled: "What a shameless person."

Then he said: "Very well, as expected of you, I appreciate your stinky and shameless personality. After all, survival is the most important thing. From this point alone, it is more authentic and credible than any knight-errant green forest." .”

Young Master Bai maintained an unfathomable posture: "Now I can show you a way out."

The blood-clothed landlord bit the bullet and said, "Please tell me..."

He realizes that this way of life may not be easy, but he can only gamble on the way of narrow escape.

Everyone can see that he is the person with the highest status on this ship, so as long as Shirataki nods, he can leave, there is no doubt...More

Bai Taki said in his heart that this guy is really easy to take the bait, and he is really at the end of his rope.

Since he can occupy the absolute initiative, there is nothing to say, he has plenty of ways to make the opponent jump into the pit.

Bai Taki unhurriedly took out a white jade-colored porcelain bottle, and then poured out two pills, each of which was half the size of a fingernail.

"These are two pills, they look exactly the same."

"One of them is the Great Returning Pill, and the other is also the Great Returning Pill, but... it is coated with a strong poison."

"Choose one, if you choose the poisonous one, you will surely die; if you choose the non-poisonous one, you will live."

Shirataki said the rules.

The face of the landlord in blood clothes changed drastically. This choice was simply heartbreaking, so he asked, "What if both of them are poisonous!"

Shirataki's smile gradually became wild and charming, as if he was waiting for the other party to ask: "This is the most exciting part...Listen well, no matter which one you choose, the rest of the elixir belongs to me."

He tossed the pill in his hand: "One is poisonous and the other is non-toxic, it's up to you to choose."

The landlord in blood clothes never thought that it would be such a multiple-choice question to decide life and death.

What's even crazier is that Shirataki actually deliberately bet his life with him.

If he was asked to take the elixir, he would never agree no matter what, but it was precisely because of such a condition that the blood-clothed landlord could not grasp what Bai Taki's intention was.

"Your Excellency, are you going to bet your life with me?" The voice of the blood-clothed landlord was full of tremors, and he felt sore and swollen from being bitten by ants in his heart: "Compared with your life, your life is not at the same level as mine. Your honor, are you willing?"

"You think it's a life gamble? No, it's not a gamble at all." Bai Taki shook his head, his tone was flat, and his eyes were proud: "This is not a gamble, but a game... and I am sure of winning, you will choose the poisonous one no matter what. That pill."

The landlord in blood clothes looked coldly: "Game? Are you really so confident?"

Shirataki asked back: "Do you think it's the first time I've played this kind of game with others?"

He raised his hand and threw out a pill in his hand, and the blood-clothed landlord took it casually.

Young Master Bai's smile alternated bright and dark in the candlelight: "Guess, whether the elixir I threw to you is poisonous or non-toxic."

Chapter 160 Second Update

Everyone has a gambler mentality.

Either shallow or deep.

Before actually falling into the abyss of gambling, everyone thinks they are self-disciplined.

However, behaviors that induce gambling are everywhere, and everyone cannot avoid this kind of probability choice in their whole life.

But...the concept of life and death is pressed on a choice, such a crazy move is rarely seen.

Shirataki puts the psychological game of poison on the bright side, forcing the blood-clothed landlord to make a choice.

He said patiently: "You can think about it slowly, it doesn't matter until dawn."

The host in blood clothes looked at the pure white pill in his palm, and felt as if an electric current flowed through his scalp for a moment.

The situation has long been out of control, he can neither save himself nor ask for help, he can only follow the path of survival given by others.

He is not stupid, and realizes the hidden possibilities of this choice.

Because the conditions given by Shirataki were too generous, so that this multiple-choice question was full of weird operability.

What if both pills are poisonous, and Bai Taki is ready to understand the medicine in advance?

He didn't dare to question it.

Because once he opened his mouth to question, he would lose this last way of life.

He still wants to bet, bet that Shirataki will keep his promise, and bet that he will not tamper with in this game.

This is not impossible, in fact, this young master is indeed very good at keeping promises.

Thinking about it from another angle, if Shirataki really played a fair game, it means that the lives of the two people are weighed at both ends of the scale.

This made the blood-clothed landlord have a kind of joy of surviving the value of life, and created the illusion that he can exchange zero for one.

A tremor called excitement surged from the bottom of his heart.

Under the circumstances that the opponent has absolute dominance, he would rather step down and stand on the same plane as him to play games. This kind of courage is already very human.

The blood-clothed landlord felt a little admiration, but soon this admiration was overshadowed by another dark emotion.

He wanted to let the young man in white bleed on the spot.

With his own poison!

He was definitely not being provoked by the opponent. Who would use this kind of pediatric-level provocation?

He believed that what the other party said was true. This kind of game may have happened more than once, but in the end the chance of winning was only [-] to [-]. Since the right to choose is in his own hands, it is impossible for him to lose to the other party.

"I'll bet with you!" The host in blood clothes gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Okay, which one do you choose?" Shirataki said, "The one in my hand, or the one in yours?"

The host in blood clothes said: "This is the pill in my hand!"

Shirataki said, "Yes."

When the two raised their heads and were about to swallow the pill, the host suddenly said: "Wait! I want to change it!"

Shirataki said, "Yes."

Immediately afterwards, it was changed once, and the host in blood clothes stopped three times in succession.

Shirataki maintained enough patience every time, but his smile became more and more sarcastic, as if laughing at the other party was just a needless struggle.

The landlord in blood clothes also quickly understood that this approach could only delay time, he could not try to find out the answer, so he simply gave up.

"Continue to switch?" Shirataki asked.

The host in blood clothes shook his head: "No need."

"I want to remind you." Bai Taki said with a smile, "There is something wrong with that elixir."

The blood-clothed host smiled grimly: "That's all!"

His left hand had already crushed the wooden fence, and he had no last patience.

The two raised the pill in their hands, and swallowed it in front of each other.

At this moment, the landlord's mood became calm again, and his eyes locked on the young man twenty steps away, trying his best to hide the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

He is no longer human and lacks many weaknesses.

Bai Taki proposed to use poison, one of the reasons why he didn't object was...he was not afraid of poison, even if it was poison that blocked his throat when he saw blood, it couldn't kill him.

How can an inhuman ghost whose blood is already cold and whose heart no longer beats be afraid of the poison soaked in his blood?

So no matter whether he was poisoned or not, he would not die, at most there would be some minor side effects.

Therefore, he was invincible from the beginning, and there was no reason to refuse at all.

The blood-clothed master swallowed the pill in his throat forcefully.

Next, he will witness the moment of victory and defeat...

He was capable of thinking this way, but suddenly, a feeling of swelling came from his abdomen.

He lowered his head to look at his lower abdomen, and there was an earth-shattering explosion sound from his abdomen. The lower abdomen suddenly swelled the size of a balloon, and at the same time, a strong sense of nausea and dizziness hit him.

He was about to speak, but the moment he opened his mouth, a large amount of black smoke spewed out from his mouth.

The pungent smell of smoke was strong, and at the same time a large amount of smoke gushed out of his mouth and nose, blood and tears came out of his eyes, he subconsciously choked his throat, and the severe discomfort from repeated nausea to nausea rushed straight away.

The five senses are out of order, and the sky is dark.