This Damned Thirst for Survival

Lu Yi was extremely lucky to draw the master card. Although Jiang Luo was heartbroken, a better plan appeared in his mind.

He no longer stopped them, but pretended to be extremely dissatisfied with the poor man's drawing of the master card and said: "Why are there master cards in the commoner's box?"

The waiter was not surprised by his performance, and said reassuringly, "Guest, please understand that the result of the lottery is not within our prediction."

Jiang Luo sneered, and stood aside with folded arms, "Then I'll stay here to see what cards they can draw."

Although a few people from Lu came together, they were in pairs, and they pretended not to be familiar with each other.The six of them quickly ran out of cards. As Jiang Luo expected, except for Lu Yi, all the others drew slave cards.

Jiang Luo sneered, and gloated: "It's just like that."

He looked disinterested, turned around and was about to go back to the ballroom, he seemed to think of something before he left, he stopped and turned to the waiter and asked, "What if another master and I have a crush on a slave at the same time?"

"Naturally, it depends on the negotiation between the two masters," the waiter said, "There is nothing strictly prohibited here, so we can do it, and we will not interfere in it."

The waiter said again: "Aren't you going to draw lots again?"

Jiang Luo asked: "If I'm not satisfied with the new lottery, can I keep drawing until I'm satisfied?"

The waiter shook his head: "Even if it's you, it's just one more chance to draw lots."

"That's no need," Jiang Luo said bluntly, "It's better to find the crown card I lost."

The waiter smiled and said, "Then I wish you good luck."

Several people entered the hall in two waves.Soon, eight people gathered in a corner where no one was paying attention.

Wen Renlian asked in a low voice, "Did you lose your card?"

Jiang Luo shook his head, "I won the slave card. The loss of the card is just an excuse for me to draw lots again. This plan failed, but I didn't have much hope for it to succeed. Originally, there was a second and a third It just so happens that Ge Zhu has drawn the master card, so I can form a team with him, but there will still be changes between master and servant, so this plan is not feasible."

In such a severe situation, the rest of the people couldn't help showing some worry.But Jiang Luo suddenly laughed, "Originally there was only one master card, Ge Zhu, and I couldn't do much, but now we have two master cards, so we have a lot of room to manipulate."

His eyes sparkled, and he focused on Lu Yi, "First of all, let everyone know that a commoner has won the master card."

The wine was mellow, the figures in the ballroom danced, the sea breeze was cold outside, but the interior was as warm as spring.

The fragrance of the girl and the smell of the man's tobacco are intertwined. Among the crowded crowd, the rich are changing glasses and commenting on the crowd with the eyes of hunters sizing up their prey.

But suddenly there was a commotion among the crowd.

Rich people look up, "What's going on in there?"

The waiter carrying the tray said: "There was a rich man who fell in love with a commoner, but the commoner said he was not a slave."

Civilians who are not slaves?interesting.

Rich people surrounded it curiously, and many people surrounded the commotion.Among the crowd, a rich man wearing a silver mask and a big gold chain said in a rough voice: "You said you are not a slave, then show me your card."

Lu Yi tried his best to meet Jiang Luo's requirement of attracting everyone's attention. He quickly dropped the wine glass in his hand to the ground, and glared at Ge Zhu with an exaggerated and fierce expression, "You think I'm lying?"

Ge Zhu was taken aback by the sound of the wine glass breaking, but luckily he wore a mask and insisted on speaking his lines, "Hurry up, I want to see your cards, are you afraid to show them?"

Lu Yi said angrily, "Why should I show you the cards?"

A rich man with a beer belly watching the excitement decided that the slave was lying. He sneered and said, "Look at the wall. The first rule here is that you cannot refuse other people's request to check the card."

Lu Yi's complexion changed, and just when others thought he would admit that he was lying, they saw this commoner reluctantly draw out his own card, turned to Ge Zhu and said, "Look, look, I said I am the master card!"

He took advantage of the opportunity to let the spectators around see the cards in his hand clearly. He was afraid that others would not be able to see clearly, so Lu Yi was so tired that he put down the cards.

The rich also saw the cards in his hand.

They suddenly lost interest and left in twos and threes.There are also many people whispering, and their words are quite critical.

"You actually let the commoners get the host card. How did you plan this dance?"

"Looking at that commoner's face makes me sick, there is such a rat shit mixed in among our group of 'masters'."

Ge Zhu and Lu Yi successfully retreated behind the scenes, and quietly returned to Jiang Luo's side.

Lu Yi and Jiang Luo exchanged the cards in their hands, and Jiang Luo said in a low voice, "Protect yourselves, Ge Zhu's master card is given to anyone who needs it, in the eyes of outsiders, the two of you are already the master card, They won't come to provoke you again. You can still protect the two of them as slaves, and the safety has been relieved for the time being. You should be careful when you inquire about the news. As for the others, wait to cooperate with me according to the plan. "

Jiang Luo slipped into the ball without a sound.

After disappearing from his companion, he straightened his clothes, and walked towards several ladies who were gathering together with a romantic smile.

"Beautiful ladies, good evening," Jiang Luo raised his chin slightly, his black hair drawing an elegant arc on his shoulders, "Can I join you too?"

Several noble ladies looked him up and down, looked at each other, Hua Zhi laughed tremblingly, "Of course."

Jiang Luo waved to the waiter at the side, and personally handed the wine glasses to the three ladies, and said with a smile, "What are the ladies talking about?"

The dark-haired youth looked like a gentleman of high net worth.What is more charming than his unknown worth is his manner and appearance. Even though his face is half covered by a mask, his beautiful eyes and smiling lips are still amazing.

"We're talking about beauty," one of the red-haired ladies couldn't help replying, "we're talking about whether the skin is smoother and more elastic when you're young."

Jiang Luo was surprised and said: "Aren't you in a young state now?"

The three ladies covered their lips and laughed again. The red-haired lady was so praised that she couldn't help smiling. She touched her face, suppressed her vanity, and said modestly: "Where did you say that?" It’s so exaggerated, we boarded the boat, didn’t we just want to look younger? If we were really 20 years old, we wouldn’t use it.”

Jiang Luo narrowed his eyes and continued to chat along this topic.

"I don't know if the blood eel is as exaggerated as in the legend," another lady said worriedly, "but look at Mrs. Xue's family, she looks 20 years younger. When I went for a massage with her, she The loose fat on the body has also disappeared, and it seems to have changed."

"My personality has also changed a lot, which is really enviable... When I told my husband that I hoped to be 20 years younger, he still came to make fun of me. Look, isn't he on board now?"

"Their stinky men don't board the ship for beauty. In their eyes, as long as they have money, don't they have countless beauties?"

"Heh, I think the rumors that blood eels can increase lifespan are more outrageous than the rumors that they can improve beauty."

Blood eel can increase lifespan and beauty.

Jiang Luo was thoughtful, but after getting the information, he didn't leave. Instead, he led their conversation and got to know many rich people who were masked.

Soon, the lights in the ballroom suddenly went out.Three seconds later, the dark lights came on, and a follow spot hit the center of the stage.The waiter standing under the spotlight stood in front of the microphone and said with a warm smile, "Everyone, the stage of the master-slave performance begins now!"

With a bang, the colored cannon above the waiter's head exploded, and colorful papers were flying all over the sky.

The crowd under the stage applauded enthusiastically, and Jiang Luo heard a rich man beside him excitedly say: "Finally, this item has started."

The waiter said in a high-pitched voice, full of emotion: "There is only one rule on the master-slave performance stage, the 'master' must ensure the safety of the 'slave', other than that, the stage is all controlled by the master holding the crown card! Now, is there any Which pair of master and slave wants to be the first on our stage?"

Kuang Zheng, who was hidden in the crowd, protected Wen Renlian and Zhuo Zhongqiu behind him, fearing that someone with a master card would choose them as his slaves.

Wen Renlian said helplessly: "Big guy."

Kuang Zheng bowed his head, Wen Renlian looked at him and said sincerely: "You are more dangerous than us."

Kuang Zheng: "?"

Wenren patted his muscles repeatedly, and said meaningfully: "You don't know how many people want to drag a muscular man like you to the stage as a slave."

Kuang Zheng's face was blank for a while, Zhuo Zhongqiu said "tsk", "Wenren, your idea is really dangerous."

But fortunately, the first master brought his slaves to the stage before anyone set their sights on them.

The appearance of this pair of master and slave is very different. The master is a greasy old man like a pig, but the slave is a young woman with a plump body and a nervous expression.

The waiter walked up to the owner, whispered a few words to the owner, and then nodded. After a while, someone handed a dog chain to the rich owner.

The waiter stepped back from the stage.

The rich owner coughed in front of the microphone, and put his hands behind his back in a pretentious gesture, his stomach almost touching the microphone stand.

"In the past, I raised a bitch, but that bitch was sent to the kitchen because of biting me, and it became my lunch," he said with prominent yellow teeth, "Today, I will give you Act out a bitch-owner drama that doesn't bite."

He looked at the young woman, his face trembling with a smile, "Come here and kneel down, put on the dog leash."

The young woman knelt tremblingly and put the dog chain around her neck.The rich man pulled the chain, laughed twice, and stretched out his hand as if facing a real dog, "Lick the master's hand."

The young woman did it with tears in her eyes.

Fu Hao dragged her around the stage twice, cursing from time to time: "Hurry up!"

Zhuo Zhongqiu and the others were furious. They were about to make a fuss according to plan, when they saw the husband of the young woman under the stage was already trembling with anger, and was about to rush to the stage in the next second, "Don't touch her!"

The waiter stopped the husband, "I'm sorry, but you can't rush up and interrupt the stage of the master-slave performance."

The commoners who watched this scene trembled, and suddenly woke up from the drunken dance. They looked at the humiliated young woman on the stage, but they couldn't help but shudder.This one is a young woman, and the next one is themselves?They were timid and angry, but they still didn't dare to disobey the rich. The civilians watched this scene silently, and no one dared to speak out.For a moment, there was only the roar of the young woman's husband: "You are too much! Let her go, let her go!"

The rich man on the stage laughed at his husband in the audience, and kicked the young woman even more excessively.

Among the common people, whoever boldly shouted, "Why are most of the rich masters and most of us are slaves?"

Lu Yi, who was hiding in the crowd, lowered his voice: "That's right, why are you doing this!"

As more people took the lead, the whispers among the civilians became louder and louder.

The rich man on the stage seemed to have been slapped in public, and his expression became more sinister.Jiang Luo heard someone beside him whisper in a bewildered voice: "We will still need these poor people in the future, and now we have pushed them into a hurry, what should we do next?"

The other person was also a little uncertain, but still said with disdain: "How dare they."

Jiang Luo raised his lips coldly, and he walked to the front of the crowd.

The rich man on the stage was breathing more and more heavily, and he was completely irritated by the protests of the poor.As the first master-slave to perform on stage, he suffered dissatisfaction from the common people, which is really embarrassing.The rich man looked at the young woman gloomily. The young woman sensed danger, and she backed away in fear, but saw the rich man grinning, raised his hand, and was about to slap her down, when a rambling voice suddenly sounded.

"Mr. Wilton, you can stop now."

The rich man looked down and saw a black-haired young man wearing a black mask looking at him with a lack of interest. He was clearly in the audience, but he seemed to be condescending and contemptuous of him, "Your performance is so boring. .”