Master Swindler

Lu Qingjia was about to leave with the gambler's wife and children, and the gambler hurriedly begged——

"One more game, one more game, I still have something to bet with you, I'm sure I can make money."

This scene seems to be the reappearance of the last period of his life. The demon that can't be awakened even if the family is destroyed, the more he loses and loses, the more he believes that he can make a comeback.

Seeing this, the gambler's wife and children were aroused with resentment, and they wanted to tear the gambler apart, so Xiaoyu and the others stopped him.

Lu Qingjia turned around: "You have no more bets, what are you going to bet with me?"

The gambler rolled his eyes wildly, and finally made up his mind: "Yes, and myself."

Lu Qingjia smiled: "But I'm not interested in you personally."

"You are a gambler, you don't do production, you dream of getting something for nothing at the poker table all day long, you have lost the ability to concentrate on your work, and now you have become a ghost, even if you pick your organs to sell, it is empty talk, I want to do useless bets Well?"

While talking, he took the gambler's wife and children with one hand: "In the end, I only wanted your wife and children from the beginning."

"Well, your wife is a good woman, and your son is also smart and beautiful. I am very satisfied."

The scene of the wife and child being taken over deeply hurt the gambler's heart.

Especially that little boy with the aura of a winner, relying on his good looks, his wife and son didn't have a miserable and desperate face, but blushed and seemed to be looking forward to it.

The gambler was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

He hurriedly said: "You dare not, do you? That's right, you are relying on cheating, so naturally you don't dare to gamble too much. You are afraid that I will expose you if you come a few times. If you are really so confident, just bet with me." Bundle."

Lu Qingjia shook her head helplessly: "The aggressive method is useless to me. After all, I don't have the slightest obsession with the gambling table. Why do you use your logic to speculate on me?"

"However—" He lowered his body slightly, and said to the gambler like a gift, "It's not that you have nothing to gamble with."

The gambler hurriedly said, "Just tell me what you want to bet on, and I will accompany you."

Lu Qingjia curled her lips: "How is your perspective ability?"

The blood on the gambling ghost's face faded in an instant. Although he had no blood to speak of as a ghost, he was indeed as pale as a paper figurine right now.

"You, you—" He looked at the five female ghosts in extreme panic, but immediately knew that it was impossible for them to leak the secret.

After all, he didn't tell his wife and children about his abilities, for fear of making them angry.

This is the ability produced by his obsession as a gambling ghost after his death. Even if he became a ghost, he didn't really reflect on the fact that it was wrong to gamble. The biggest regret is that he failed to win.

Therefore, his strong obsession gave him an ability that is invincible to gamblers.

If he had this ability when he was alive, he would have won a lot of money and brought his wife and children to live a happy life.

"If I had this ability when I was alive, I'm afraid I would have won a lot of money--right?"

Such a sentence came to the gambler's ears. At first he thought it was his own voice, but it took him a second to realize that it was the voice of the little boy in front of him.

The expression on the gambler's face can be called horror, as if facing the fear of losing everything in the last game before his death again.

His ability to rely on self-confidence, and even the thoughts in his heart, were all seen through by this person?Can this man read minds?

"It's not that you can read minds." Lu Qingjia spoke again, and said slowly with the expression of a gambler as if he had seen a ghost: "It's just that whatever you think in your heart is written on your face, and I'm not blind, am I?"

Lu Qingjia sat down again, folded her long legs, and looked down at the gambler——

"Remember the cards? Do you really think that you can win the game by making up a clumsy lie?"

"In the first round, a bluff revealed the truth. Why did I draw a 4 of hearts, but when I showed my cards, it turned out to be a six of clubs?"

"Obviously they are all cards that are much smaller than yours. Why are you so restless? Since you said you can memorize the cards, the moment you see the cards are different from what you expected, you should first doubt your memory, or the ordering is due to some kind of That’s why it’s disrupted.”

"But your eyes didn't fall on the deck for a second, and you stared at my cards from the beginning to the end, and didn't ask to reshuffle the cards. It can be seen that your method of identifying the bottom of the cards is not based on memory at all."

"Sure enough, in the second game, you were still familiar with finding the big card you wanted, but the moment the cards were revealed, the cards changed. It was obvious that the hole card you were holding went to my hand, but the small card I drew went to my hand. On your side."

"Haha, just now, in order to prevent cheating, Xiaoyu and the others have been using the camera to record the scene at that time. If you are interested, you can play it back. The expression on your face at that time was like saying 'Why did my card run to you? It's written on your face."

The female ghosts were also narrow-minded. Hearing this, they immediately opened the previous video and dialed back to the part after the opening of the second game.

He smiled and said: "Hey! Don't say it, it's true. That's the expression on this idiot's face."

"That's right, that's what I said just now, why is his face so stupid."

"After listening to Jiajia's explanation, I will understand."

Several people ignored the gambler's head lowering lower and lower, and Lu Qingjia finally said: "After the situation in two consecutive rounds exceeded expectations, the way you responded in the last round was to hold the cards in your hand tightly."

"This is enough to show how confident you are in the cards you draw. If you just rely on memorizing cards, under the premise of so many mistakes and many twists and turns in the middle, no one dares to be so sure? But you dare."

"It's as if those cards are open in your hand, as if there is no secret, so your so-called confidence is not about memorizing cards at all, but perspective, right?"

The gambler's underpants were stripped off, and he was now suspecting ghosts.

But the blow was not over yet, when Lu Qingjia stepped on his finger, the gambler let out a painful cry.

It stands to reason that this gambler can bend over, and the human body should pass through without directly hurting him, but right now his fingers feel a burning pain.

Lu Qingjia is like a black boss of a casino: "If this is on a real gambling table, and I expose you through all kinds of tricks, then I can chop off your fingers no matter whether you win or lose."

After grinding for a long time, Lu Qingjia took back the soles of her shoes, and leaned her upper body slightly to look at the gambler like a maggot——

"Going back to the sentence just now, do you think you would have made your fortune from gambling if you had this ability in your lifetime?"

"Then let me tell you with certainty, you will still lose and lose everything."

"You are too stupid and greedy. There are a lot of telltale signs, even the blind can see them. The worst people in casinos are smart people and those who think they are smart. Idiots who give some favors and flattery will float to the sky, and a little set up can get your bottom out."

"What's more--the tricks behind the scenes in the casino, can play you around with less than one achievement, mere clairvoyance? It's just taking cards so that you can watch you lose if you beat it."

Lu Qingjia sneered, and stood up: "The bastard in the urn still wants to win the dealer, so I can't get enough of this stupid joke."

After speaking, he wiped the deck of cards on the table with his hand, and the face of the cards just now changed completely. Only then did everyone realize that he had used a cover-up.

The gambler understood. When he came back, he handed the cards to Lu Qingjia and the other party released a hallucinogenic talisman. That kind of talisman was designed to target ghosts. The range of a mere deck of cards must have a stable and long-lasting effect.

Lu Qingjia was in control of everything he saw, so naturally the other party's perspective ability was useless.

Only then did everyone realize that this was a crush without suspense from the very beginning, no matter what angle it was.

The gambler lost nothing during his lifetime, and after his death, he finally gained a lot of ability. He thought he had regained some confidence, but the conditions did not allow it. Now that little bit of luck has been uprooted.

All of a sudden, he fell to the bottom of the whole building. Others looked at him not only with the previous disgust, but now with more sympathy for his IQ.

Even the son who is a few years old looks at him in the same way.

The curly-haired female ghost suddenly realized: "Hey, this guy's ability is perspective, is it just a pair of cards or all other objects?"

As they spoke, several people tightly clutched their chests, looking at the gambler with a fierce look on their faces.

The gambler knows how powerful these female ghosts are, so he quickly waved his hands as if mourning: "No, no, I didn't aim randomly. This is not a passive skill. I don't want to be lecherous."

But a few female ghosts still beat up violently before saying angrily: "We want to let us see your eyes fall on us and goug your eyes."

The gambler cried and pointed at Lu Qingjia: "Why? He also wants this ability."

The five female ghosts looked at Lu Qingjia and blushed: "Bah! Jiajia is not as wretched as you."

"And the same thing, what Jiajia does is different from what a pig like you does."

Ladies, what do you mean by your words is very dangerous?

Lu Qingjia shook her head and said, "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry to get this ability, I'll keep it with you for now."

He said and glanced at his watch: "It's getting late, let's all go back to the room and rest, there are other things to do tomorrow."

When everyone left the room, the expression on the gambler's face was still dazed.

Not only in Lu Qingjia's whole operation, but also in his last words.

That's a ghost skill. It's a skill that can only be exploded after passing the evaluation of level A or above. How did you hear him say it.

It's like clicking and giving away the Dragon Slaying Sword waiting for him to pick up, but it is stored first, and the co-author has been waiting for you at the same place?

The gamblers were immediately in awe, feeling that the boss's world was beyond their comprehension.

But when he turned around, he saw the gambler who had been beaten into a pig's head, his wife and children were taken away, and he was dead and paralyzed on the ground like his own father.

Although he was startled when this guy came out, after a lot of trouble, he saw that this guy had no fear at all, only sympathy and contempt, what should I do?

Who will tell him not to be so inflated, and to take the threat of ghosts in the dungeon seriously?

Lu Qingjia settled the gambler's wife and children and was about to go back to the room, but the kid grabbed the hem of his clothes and said expectantly, "Do I have to call you daddy from now on?"

His mother quickly pulled his hand off: "What nonsense."

He quickly apologized to Lu Qingjia: "I'm sorry, the child is not sensible, Xiaoyu and the others told me that you are a good person, thank you."

The child felt a little wronged. In his pure values, since he was a child, his father liked to bet that the whole family was extremely poor. No matter how much his mother tried to persuade him, it was useless. In the end, he was bullied by a group of terrible people.

This uncle looks kind and gentle, and he can take care of Dad, and sister Xiaoyu and the others say he is a good person.

Now that he has won them over, can he be his son?

Lu Qingjia raised her eyebrows, touched the child's head, and said with a smile: "It's not impossible, I like people to call me Dad."

The child smiled when he heard the words, and called out crisply: "Daddy!"

The gambler who was stuck in the wall and wanted to sneak a look at his wife and children was so stimulated that he shrank back and cried loudly.

It was a good night's dream, the next morning, Lu Qingjia's things were delivered.

Director An woke up and saw daily necessities, household supplies, oil and food that people kept bringing from outside, and he was so surprised that he stopped brushing his teeth.

"What is this for?"

Lu Qingjia said with a smile: "Eating box lunches every day is also uncomfortable. The apartment is ventilated and electrified, so it's not a problem to make it yourself."

"The kitchen utensils, electrical appliances and ingredients are understandable." Director An pointed to the bedding, pillows and other daily necessities: "Then what are these for?"

"Improve the living environment." Lu Qingjia smiled.

Director An wanted to get angry again: "You don't even want to change the structure of the room for me even with a fingernail."

Lu Qingjia waved his hand: "Why? Isn't there still a lot of empty rooms? The place where we live is also a shooting location, I still understand the truth."

Only then did Director An calm down his anger, but he couldn't say anything, he always felt that something was wrong.

Suddenly realized: "Hey, everyone is so busy, who is free to cook? Let me tell you, don't even think about hiring someone."

Lu Qingjia said indifferently: "It's just a preparation. Anyone who wants to open a small stove when they are free can go. There are no hard and fast rules. I just think that when everyone is hungry, they can just reach out and be self-sufficient."

Director An really couldn't find a reason to refute it. After all, it was related to everyone's welfare.

Then he waved his hand in annoyance, and after moving things in and eating breakfast, he pulled over the pervert player——

"Didn't you prepare your mind yesterday? I took a look at the upskirt photo you took, and that's right, that's right."

"Since you're all ready, let's shoot your behind-the-scenes today."

The pervert managed to escape the bowl of porridge on his face, he had endured the humiliation of shaving his legs and wearing a skirt, why did he have to endure so much?

Why didn't he go out to play mahjong for a day or chat with the old man and the old lady for a long time?

The pervert looked at Lu Qingjia for help.

Yesterday the female ghosts said that if he really did something obscene with women, no matter whether it was voluntary or not, he might arouse the female ghosts' murderous intent. This is like burning on fire.

Lu Qingjia smiled at Director An: "I'll persuade him again."

Then he pulled the satyr player aside, mumbling what he said.

I only saw the pervert player come back with a suspicious face on his face, switching back and forth between death and shame, and finally made a decision.

He said to Director An with a face of generosity, "Let's go."

After Director An and his party left on location, the five female ghosts, the gambler's wife and children showed up one after another.

Lu Qingjia pointed to the things he bought: "Go ahead and use them, they are all for you."

Then he said to the gambler's wife: "We want to have something hearty for lunch, can you cook a table for us?"

The gambler's wife nodded, and led her son into the kitchen.

Seeing that there are a lot of special organic food for children in the ingredients, as well as the fried chicken that children like to eat most, the wife of the gambler wiped her eyes, and handed the breakfast that was clearly reserved for children to her son and asked him to eat by himself. Roll up your sleeves and start cooking.

The gambler wanted to come in to help with a shy face, but he heard his son say: "The fried chicken that Dad bought is really delicious."

Immediately shut down again.

Today, the director has arranged a new task, let the junkie thief player try to steal some small things back.

Whether it's the chewing gum next to the checkout counter in the store, or the bacon and sausages drying on the balcony of the nearby residents, you have to steal something back.

The thief player didn't question it much. After all, although he is considered a violation of the law and discipline, he is easy to be fooled. He just buys something casually and says it is stolen, and he just coaxes the director there. He doesn't have to take it seriously until it's his turn to shoot.

But because Lu Qingjia performed well yesterday, the director didn't ask for more.

Players playing the role of sexual perverts are asked to make a false appearance today, assuming that they are a complete pervert, unable to control their sadistic desires, and need to find a prostitute who will not be noticed by anyone.

What should be done to plan, what kind of goals to look for, what to do to prepare beforehand, and how to end up afterwards.

These plans are required to be written in a notebook and pondered over and over in your own room. It would be even better if they can match the imagination of the novel.

The player who played the pervert was really scared, so he approached Lu Qingjia and said, "Then grandson is afraid that there will be problems with the schedule?"

"If I really want to go this far here, I will piss off the female ghost and get killed before the filming is allowed."

He said again: "No, I'm afraid, brother, can you stay with me later?"

Lu Qingjia was also happy: "Let's go tonight, I have something to do in the afternoon."

Everyone who stayed in the apartment at noon had a good meal. At first, everyone was a little resistant to the meal made by the ghost. This is really a long time since they cleared the customs record.

But Lu Qingjia ate calmly, and the gambler's wife is really good at cooking, and everyone couldn't help it——

The few players left on such a large table menu must not be able to finish it, and obviously they have prepared portions for the female ghosts and gambling ghosts' wives and children.

The female ghosts ate the essence of the food and shouted in satisfaction: "I haven't eaten so much since I died."

The little ghost also had a good time eating. He rarely had a big meal in his memory. He dragged Lu Qingjia and called his father sincerely.

And his own father was sent two bones like a dog, squatting in a corner and chewing slowly, he was not even qualified to serve on the table.

The people and ghosts in the apartment get along happily, but those who go out are not so happy.

In the afternoon, Director An and the perverts came back, blaming each other and insulting each other. If the assistant didn't stop them, it would have started a fight.

Everyone came out to take a look, okay, Director An's face is swollen into a pig's head, his glasses are crooked, one lens is broken, and the camera looks like it has been smashed, so it's really embarrassing.

The satyr looked fine, and scolded Director An plausibly.

Several people quickly pulled them away: "What's the matter?"

One of the players speculated without waiting for an answer: "Hey, I must have been caught by a girl while secretly taking pictures. Some girls didn't follow you just to make excuses for social research. I'm afraid they were beaten up by girls?"

Another player persuaded: "Director An, I told you earlier, when we make a film, we will make a film, don't think about breaking the law all day long, if you say sacrifice for art, it depends on whether the police agree or not, right?"

"That's good, let someone beat you up? You should be glad that they just beat you up and didn't turn you into the police. Otherwise, who will get you now?"

When Director An heard this, he seemed to add fuel to the flames: "Bah! If that's the case, I'd be worth the beating. You ask, what did this pervert do?"

The pervert player was not guilty when he heard the words, and said plausibly: "What the hell did I do? Didn't I always listen to you?"

"I'm playing the role of a pervert, a pervert who is so insignificant. I didn't listen to your orders when I went out? You let me steal people's underwear and steal underwear, let me follow you, follow you, strike up a conversation with you, and take the opportunity when you are in the elevator." Touching the hand of the person going down the elevator, looking obscenely and molestingly, makes people sick enough."

"What did you say I didn't do? In the end, you asked me to secretly take pictures of the bottom of my skirt. I fucking overfulfilled the task and sneaked directly into the toilet to take pictures while others were relieved. What the hell did I not do well? You find me trouble?"

"It's your mother who said that you have to take risks for the sake of art. Now that the risks are on you, are you going to beat me up?"

The others heard: "Isn't that all right? Since everything that should be done has been done, it can only be said that the last thing is an accident."

"Yeah, you see that everyone has run away, it's good that you can come back."

Even the leading actress of Water Snake Waist said: "Director An, forget it, don't be angry, take some medicine tonight and have a good rest, no one will think about it when things come to this."

Director An pointed at the pervert player with trembling fingers, and swallowed a heart-saving pill in anger.

Then he continued to curse: "Fart, do you dare to tell everyone that the harassers are all men?"

"I said you don't understand human language or are you sick? I thought you were mistaken for the few long-haired ones before, and then I pointed out the way for you. You are not a fucking girl, but a guy. friend."

"And during the elevator, whose hand did you take the opportunity to touch? That's a fucking uncle with wrinkles longer than your dick. What a disgusting expression you have compared to others, so scared that they almost fell over."

"It's a good thing that I run fast with the camera on my shoulders, otherwise we'd all have to finish the game if someone lay down on the ground and touched the porcelain."

"The last sneak shot—" Director An slammed down a glass of water: "You fucking dare to say sneak shot, don't you?"

"I couldn't even stop you at the time, you fucking dragged me and rushed into the men's bathroom to die, you just gave a slap to two strong men who were standing and peeing, and then pointed and said I let it go. "

"Those two just beat me up, and they won't beat you. Why? Because I'm afraid of you, a fucking pervert?"

After speaking, Director An took out his phone, dialed a number, and cursed at the other end: "Your mother asked you to find someone for me, who did you find? #%&%*...%"

The director cursed loudly here, everyone gasped and looked at the pervert player, who shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "Look at me? Who said that harassing men is not a pervert? I acted very well, I am How about not being interested in women?"

After talking with his neck stuck, he secretly glanced at Lu Qingjia.

I thought [Brother, I did as you said, I can't poke the female ghost's anger, right? 】

The author has something to say:

67+: I like not to call me daddy.

Brother Lu: What a coincidence, so am I.