Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

Is there really a relationship between whether you cheated or not and I caught you cheating?

ha!I'm not fucking Haven.

Dreyer patted Sariva on the shoulder and said, "Then please, brother, and then I will trouble you to report that person to the security guard for cheating."

"Ah? Why do you want me to say it?" Sariwa yelled out loud.Immediately, the people around looked in this direction, and Sariwa immediately lowered his voice and said, "This is a bad job, why don't you go by yourself? I think I have done enough for you!"

Delaire sneered and said, "Hehe, this is also part of the plan, don't you want to get rich?"

"I want to get rich, but I don't want to risk my life! If that old man seeks revenge on me in the future, what should I do? Huh?"

Well, I just want him to take revenge on you. If he doesn't take revenge on you, that would be bad!Dreyer patted him on the shoulder like a brother in the family, and said: "Don't worry, I gave you plaster, a hat and let you shave your beard. Isn't this just to make you look uncomfortable? You can put these things away when you are done. Throw it away and no one will recognize you."

"But……"

"No, but—brother Sariwa, do you still owe usury?"

Eat and wait to die Dreyer, four

Eat and wait to die Dreyer, four

Sariva's face froze like air-dried clay, "Uh, why do you..."

Dreyer squeezed his shoulders hard, and said to him with a very friendly smile: "It's fine if you were paralyzed on the street before, and the debt collectors don't bother to care about you, but if they know that you came to the casino today , Then what do you think they will think? Cut off one of your fingers? Or two? Three? Or..." Dreyer pinched his shoulder severely, "Just take off your arm?"

Sariva trembled with fright, and his legs were about to lose his standing. At this moment, Dreyer let go of his hand and said, "So you should do what I ask, you know? Follow me, Get rich together; fight against me, I have plenty of ways to kill you, a gambler!"

Sariva swallowed and said in a low voice: "You...you are not a paralyzed gambler, you are, you are..."

"I am your god of luck." Dreyer said with a smile, "Go, don't live with your good luck, brother Sariva."

Sariwa was silent, and after a few seconds, he walked towards a thick security guard next to him, and then the two began to whisper.Dreyer watched this scene from a distance. After a while, Sariva seemed to have deceived the security guard, and saw the security guard angrily walking towards the gaming table.The long-haired man was still concentrating on looking at the cards, but the security guard picked him up by his collar and threw him to the ground. "You outrageous thief!" the security guard raised his fist and gave him a blow.

Dreyer observed that scene in the dark, especially the performance of that person.The long-haired man panicked at first, then crawled to the side and shouted, "What are you doing! Are you in business?" He got up from the ground and took out a knife from his pocket.Everyone around was startled, the customers dispersed immediately, and many security guards surrounded them with shouts.

However, unexpectedly, the man put the knife on his neck. "Tell your boss to come out!" He roared with red eyes, "You insulted me for no reason today, I want an explanation!"

When there was a commotion here, the owner of the gambling shop naturally couldn't sit still, and saw a middle-aged man with a big belly coming out from behind. The man was wearing gold and silver jewelry and a precious toga with gold buttons. : "What's going on? What's wrong with this?"

The long-haired man shouted, "Your security guards framed me for cheating! Why?"

The boss froze for a moment and asked, "Who caught him?"

One of the thick security guards with their sleeves rolled up stood up and said, "It's me."

"Why did you catch it?"

"Someone reported him!" The security guard yelled, "The man told me that this guy has gone out of his way."

The long-haired man immediately shouted: "Who is it? Who is framing me? I will cut off your tongue! Boss, bring that man here, and I will ask him what is going on!"

The boss looked around and asked the security guard, "Where is that person?"

The security guard said: "In..." He turned his head but was stunned—Sariwa ran away after finishing his work, so why was he still waiting to be caught?Then the sweat dripped from the security guard's face, "He... he was there before... the one with a hat and plaster on his face... uh..."

The boss put his hands in his arms, his face darkened.The long-haired man yelled at all the guests: "There is no witness! As you can see, they are making false accusations out of thin air. These people who run the gambling shop have their hearts darkened. Seeing how much money I have won, they will accuse me I am Chuqian! I think this place is a black shop!"

This time the atmosphere in the casino was not right, many people pointed at the boss, and someone followed suit, shouting: "Black shop!" Then many people shouted.

Dreyer saw all this in his eyes, and thought to himself: This long-haired old man really has two talents, he is not chaotic in times of crisis, he is considered a talent.

Although this was unexpected, he didn't panic - everything was under control.

At this time, the boss stomped his feet fiercely and said, "This is an old shop that has been open for 50 years. How can it be a black shop? Don't talk nonsense. Today is black or white, and I will give you an explanation!" He said from He took out a small bag from his pocket, and dumped the bag on the table, only to see that there were shiny gold coins inside.Everyone was amazed, and then the boss said: "Everyone is watching, this is a hundred gold, if we wronged this guest, we will pay him back! Conversely, if he really cheated—" said At this point, the boss took out a knife from his pocket, nailed it on the table with a "dang", and shouted sharply, "Just leave your fingers for me!"

It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, and the audience immediately cheered.At this moment, the long-haired man couldn't bear it anymore, so he shouted: "I really didn't pay! I don't want any compensation from you, so let me go!"

"Let you go? It's late!" As soon as the boss gestured, two security guards went up and held him down. Then the boss grinned grinningly and said, "A 'big body search'!"

Then the two security guards tore off the man's clothes, and then a sexy female dealer walked up with twisted buttocks, and put the man's personal items on the ground one by one: coins, perfume, bracelets, dice……

"Dice?" The boss took out the gadget and asked, "What are you doing with this?"

The naked man sat on the ground and covered his private parts, and said loudly: "Gamblers bring dice, what's the problem?"

"We have dice in our store, why do you still have to bring them yourself?" The boss wrinkled his face, "Why? I see this dice... Oh!" He suddenly yelled, "There is something wrong with this dice!"

As soon as he yelled, everyone around him yelled.Dreyer also glanced at it, thinking: What's the problem?Just ordinary dice.

However, if the boss says that there is a problem, then there is a problem if there is no problem—there is no excuse for accusing him of a crime. Wasn’t it the same when Lavidia framed my lord...

Ah, it's all over, and I'm not his housekeeper anymore.When thinking of this, Dreyer felt in a daze.

At this time, the boss had already determined that the man was cheating, and he took the three ordinary dice and shouted loudly: "This is the evidence, have you seen it? There is something wrong with the dice!"

The long-haired man shouted, "What's the problem?"

The boss said: "This is your cheating tool, otherwise what would you bring it for?"

"If you say this ordinary dice is a tool for cheating, then you can say anything as a tool for cheating! This table, this chair, including... including the dick under my crotch! Haha!" He showed off to the people With his own ugly lower body, he laughed loudly: "The chicken can also be used to cheat! Guests who dare to come to your place are not allowed to bring chickens, if you bring them, you will be cheated!" He then jumped up. The obscene "chicken throwing dance" came, women covered their faces and dared not look at it, men pointed at him and laughed and cursed, and some people threw things at him, but he didn't feel ashamed, instead, his actions were even more exaggerated.

But Dreyer didn't laugh, he was shocked by this man's calmness and wit - this guy is really powerful, he reacts quickly, has good acting skills, knows how to use the environment, and even... he is shameless!Shameless is the most important thing. Many people can do the first three, such as Haven, but the last point is that shameless people can’t do it—the righteous Haven? Ambside dare to dance chicken dance here ?impossible!

This old man is a bit interesting, and now Dreyer wants to see how this farce caused by him will end.

Goofy Dreyer, [-]

Goofy Dreyer, [-]

People were obviously on the side of this "chicken throwing dance" master, not only the boss, but even the security guards looked very ugly.Sitting on the table, Delaire thought to himself: This is a difficult time for the boss, he is in an embarrassing situation.If he messes around, he will definitely get a bad reputation as a black shop, but if he admits to losing money, he will also lose his face-well, if I would choose the latter, I will get a reputation for being honest, and it is nothing more than a little uncomfortable in my heart. The best way at the moment.

But the boss obviously didn't think so. He raised the dice high and shouted: "I said it's a tool for cheating, it's a tool for cheating! Let me tell you, I'm not mistaken!"

The long-haired man stopped his funny dance, and asked arrogantly: "Then tell me, what's so strange about it? Isn't it just an ordinary dice?"

The boss smiled, and at this moment, his eyes changed.Just this second before, the old man was a fat old rich man, like a squirming piece of grease, but now his eyes lit up, and he became like a man.

The long-haired man's expression was not right, Dreyer caught his expression, and thought to himself: The road has changed.

"Those three dice of yours, every time you throw them, the result is 666!" The boss put the dice into a wooden bowl and said loudly, "666, the devil's dice! You cheater!"

"Nonsense, I don't know what you're talking about!" shouted the naked man, "Look at this old man! He's crazy!"

At this time, the old man shook the wooden bowl. He laughed three times and said, "You all come and see! See what the final result of this dice is!" He said that the movements of his hands became faster and faster. The more flexible he became, the tighter his face became, his eyes stared like wolves pouncing on hares, and the eyes were focused on that one point, as if they could light a wooden bowl.

So people gathered around to watch, men, women, customers, shop assistants... and even passers-by outside, everyone came to watch this fatal gamble.Dreyer swallowed, he was also infected by the nervous feeling.

The dice were shaking in the bowl, rattling non-stop, and the pupils of the naked man trembled with the dice—the sound was really tormenting.

"Stop!" shouted the naked man, "Stop shaking!"

"Okay, stop if you say so."

The boss's hand stopped suddenly, and the tormenting voice stopped abruptly; the wooden bowl was slowly opened, and everyone gathered around to watch, and then the crowd let out a burst of exclamation—Dreyer also leaned over to look, and saw The three numbers "666" are as dazzling as the sun in the sky - 18 points on the dice are enough to send that person to the [-]th floor of hell.

Delaire laughed from the bottom of his heart.

This boss is the real mastermind.

How could the owner of the gambling shop not know a thousand skills?If you don't have any skills, can you open a gambling house in Rotten Flesh Beach? ?

Out of a thousand masters, the king of a thousand kings!Dreyer couldn't help laughing, the Rotten Meat Beach is so interesting.

"What else can you say?" The boss stared at the naked man with indifferent eyes, as if staring at a dead person.

"You cheated, you cheated!" The naked man repeated this sentence, like a parrot learning his tongue.

The boss sneered, and as soon as he shook his hands, the two security guards set up the man and tied him to the table.At this time, the long-haired man began to struggle and scream, but it was all to no avail.

There was a burst of blood, and the severed finger fell to the ground. There was an exclamation in the casino, and then people shouted excitedly.

"Continue to be happy, dealer, deal the cards! Poet, sing!" The boss stood on the high platform and said loudly, "The land blessed by the night god is the best place in Rotten Flesh Beach! You have all seen it! Come on, give Everyone has a glass of beer, I treat you!"

People cheered again, Xiaoqin and Allegro sang cheerful songs.At this time, an old slave hurried to clean up the blood, and when the cheering stopped, the blood disappeared, and then the beer was served, and everything returned to normal.

The gambling house started to operate again, and with this excitement, there seemed to be more people than before.

Dreyer had seen enough, and he left here.

One farce is over, and another farce is about to begin.

Dreyer went out from the front door and made a detour to the back door, where the naked man whose right hand had been chopped off was sitting.He lost five fingers and was stripped of all his clothes. He was completely dazed and sat on the threshold.At this moment, Dreyer walked over, and he took off his coat to cover him, saying, "Brother, let's stop the bleeding first."

As soon as the man looked up, he looked at Dreyer and said, "Who are you?"

"I'm a passing bystander - let's go, I'll take you to heal your wounds."

The man shook his head and said, "I lost my hand, and I won't be able to live in the future. Why should I heal my injury? Just die!"

Dreyer smiled and said: "Hey! Brother, don't be angry, isn't it just a hand? There are many jobs in the world that don't use hands, why can't you live? Besides, brother, you are a smart person. It's just bad luck this time." Well, I think your luck will change sooner or later—hey, don’t be dazed, and follow me to the doctor.”

The man nodded and followed Dreyer with a dumbfounded expression.So the two came to a medical clinic. Dreyer had inquired about this place with Savary before, and said that the doctors there were best at surgery, and usually healed gamblers with missing arms and legs.So he brought the elder brother with the severed finger here.

The medical hall is not clean, and there is no sign on it. It looks similar to a tavern from the outside.The doctor inside was a rough man like a butcher, with a big beard, and a series of things such as knives, hooks, bandages, and oil lamps were placed on the table.Dreyer went over to greet the man and explain the matter.Immediately, the bearded doctor lazily raised his eyelids and said, "Two silver coins."

This is Delaire's last sum of money, and after paying the money, he can only sleep on the street tonight.However, if Delaire is a ruthless investor, if he is reluctant to part with this little money, everything before will be in vain.

So he gave the silver coin to the doctor, and then sent the people in, and went outside to wait by himself.

After a series of screams, the long-haired old man came out from the back room with a pair of tattered pants on his lower body.

"How do you feel?" Delair asked.

The man raised his bread-like right hand and said, "What else? It hurts."

It hurts. "Brother, what are your plans now?"

The man looked Dreyer up and down, and asked, "Who the hell are you? Why did you come to help me?"

"Because I was wronged for you! Regardless of whether you cheated or not, you shouldn't be treated like this. Brother, look at me!" Dreyer also took off the shirt inside, revealing the scars on his body, "Do you know how I got my scars? I was framed in a gambling house, and those bastards beat me up for no reason, until I was half dead!"

Dreyer didn't bat an eye when he told a lie—his body wound was from Broncoville, by Charles Jr.'s thugs, and had nothing to do with gambling.

Goofy Dreyer, six

Goofy Dreyer, six

But his body injury is indeed serious enough to scare this old man.

Just as he expected, the long-haired old man seemed to believe it. He nodded and said, "So that's the case. Alas, it's a pity that I don't have this hand. If I have one, I can play with you for a couple of laps. Now we can only go to paralysis together!"

"Don't mind me, brother, what's the point of being paralyzed?" Dreyer put his arms around his shoulders enthusiastically and said, "You really have nothing else to do?"

"Why not?" The man glanced at Dreyer and said loudly, "I'm going to kill the guy who said I was cheating. I'm going to chop off his hands and throw him to the dogs!"

Yep!This is the way to go!Dreyer said with a smile: "Ha, brother, you are right, don't say you, I hate that guy too, that guy always does such wicked things, he is a damn ghost, he will go to hell when he dies... ..."

When the long-haired man heard this, his eyes widened and he asked, "Do you know him?"

"Yes, I still know him. That guy used to be my neighbor, but now he's a homeless man. He spends his days doing things like gossiping and stealing, and he likes to do immoral things that harm others and benefit himself."

The long-haired man was immediately annoyed. He grabbed Dreyer's collar with his left hand and shouted loudly, "Tell me where he is! I'm going to kill him!"

"I'll avenge you - I know who framed you, but..." Dreyer raised his eyebrows, "My last two silver coins are used to pay your consultation fee, brother, look at me And again, for the sake of helping you again and again, you can give a reward."

"That's easy! How much do you want?"

Dreyer stretched out three fingers - three gold coins would be enough for him to run the next plan, and silver coins would also do.

The man glanced at it, but asked, "Thirty gold coins?"

Oh, it seems that this one is quite rich, Dreyer smiled, and he decided to put a long line to catch big fish.

"Three will do."

"Three?"

"Those 27 bought our friendship." He patted that person's left shoulder, "I finally found someone with the same disease, how about making a friend?"

"You..." The man looked at Dreyer suspiciously, as if he was doubting something.The old man with the broken finger is a smart guy, Dreyer thought, and it might not be easy to fool him.Dreyer thought for a while, and said: "Brother, I think you are also a smart person, let's be honest, there is no pure friendship in Rotten Meat Beach."

"Ah, no..." The man's face was a little embarrassed after being told what was on his mind.

Dreyer continued: "I'm too lazy to play around with you, brother, I value your gambling skills. I don't care if you're out of money, but it's true that you won money today, right?"

The man asked vigilantly, "So what?"