Chapter 1007 I’m Going to Die if I Don’t Have Any Games to Play (Fourth Update! Please Vote for Me!)

Jinyi Tavern, this is an underground tavern managed by the Sewing Gang.

This tavern offers all sorts of shady services.

Deadline brought his men to this tavern and found the best seat to sit down.

The maids in the tavern didn't dare to approach Death Line's strong figure when they saw him.

Dead Line's manic personality is well-known among the Sewing Gang, so everyone in the tavern is very afraid of Dead Line.

"It's your turn today."

"Why don't you come over?"

"Just let Canary go, she is new here..."

Pushed by a group of waitresses, the last girl, a younger girl with freckles on her face, was pushed to the death line in front of the group of people.

"What do you want?"

The waitress's voice was trembling when she spoke. Although she had just arrived, she had heard of the vicious reputation of the dead line.

What's even worse is that a few days ago, Deadline beat a drunk man to death with her fists in a tavern... The ferocious scene was all witnessed by her.

Deadline didn't answer him. He raised his hands flat in front of him, and kept pressing something in the air with his thumbs.

She turned her head slightly and realized that a glowing screen was appearing in front of her.

magic!

A forbidden word flashed through her mind, but the magic Deadline was using was a little different from what she remembered.

A dwarf was bouncing around on the screen... After trampling a turtle to death, he pushed the turtle shell over and killed the group of mushroom-like creatures.

Deadline kept pressing the forward button. He did not expect that the turtle shell that hit the wall would come back and directly kill the Mario he controlled.

"hateful!"

Mario's sudden death made Death Line slap his thigh suddenly. At the same time, he also had the energy to take care of other things.

"Bring me any wine you want!" Dead Line said to the waitress beside him.

She was still immersed in the Super Mario scene and couldn't react for a while.

"Didn't you hear that?" Deadline's men shouted to her again.

At this time, the waitress quickly said, ‘Understood! ’, and then ran away quickly.

"Boss, what is this thing you are playing with?"

A man from the sewing gang kept pressing the translucent handle in mid-air with his thumb while watching the dead thread. Out of curiosity, he asked... the origin of the magical magic of the dead thread.

"How do I know! Leave me alone now!"

Deadline focused all his attention on the little man jumping up and down in front of the screen. He had already reached the second level using Mario, and the difficulty of the level began to gradually increase.

When he pressed the jump button with concentration, the picture in front of him suddenly disappeared.

"what happened!"

Death Line suddenly stood up from where he was sitting. He looked around angrily and the relaxing feeling of pleasure gradually faded away from him.

Accompanied by this is a sense of anxiety, the kind of anxiety that wants to continue this game.

"Master Deadline, why don't you drink some laughter mixture first!"

A man from the Sewing Gang handed a bottle with a pink liquid inside to Death Line, but Death Line angrily threw it to the ground.

"This thing has no use!"

He was constantly reciting the words "The little bully has endless fun" in his heart, like a mantra, but it had no effect.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't summon the image of Super Mario.

The manic character of Deadline returned to him again, and he directly pushed everything on the table under the table with both hands.

All the other men of the Sewing Gang were too frightened to move...

"Kuroo...it's that guy from Kuroo." Deadline kept chanting his name, glaring at one of the sewing gang's men, "You! And you guys, go and catch that guy from Kuroo." "

"Boss, Kuroo...he has already come to the tavern." A man from the Sewing Gang said.

The dead line of sight looked at the entrance of the tavern again, and sure enough, Kuroo's short figure had appeared at the entrance of the tavern.

The two Sewing Gang guards pushed Kuroo directly to the round table where Deadline was sitting.

"Boy! I know you still have that raw crystal stone on you! Hand it over quickly!"

Deadline put his hands on the table and stared at Kuroo who was sitting in front of him with a ferocious expression.

"This thing costs money." Kuroo suppressed the fear in his heart and relied on the courage brought by his anger to stare at the dead line.

"Money? You don't know how much money you owe our sewing gang. How dare you ask me for money?!"

The symptoms of Deadline's mania were brought to the extreme at this moment, and he directly took out the dagger that Kuroo had stabbed his hand with before.

"Give me the original crystal, or I will chop off your hand!"

The moment Death Line threatened Kuroo with a dagger, the light of the order inscription appeared on the surface of the dagger, and the next second the dagger broke away from Death Line's palm and floated in mid-air.

The blade of the dagger was pressed against Death Line's neck. This threat of death slightly weakened his manic symptoms.

When other members of the Sewing Gang saw this scene, they immediately took out their weapons, and for a while the entire tavern entered a state of confrontation.

"I...I told you! What I sell costs money!"

Kuroo looked at the dagger pressed against Death Line's neck, and instantly felt confident.

"you!"

"Sit down on the dead line."

A mature female voice sounded, and Death Line, who originally looked like a rabid dog, instantly closed his mouth and sat calmly in his original position.

Kuroo turned his head and looked behind him. A mature-looking purple-haired woman appeared on the other side of the tavern. Her clothes definitely belonged to the Nolan noble class, but they were just a little revealing.

All the sewing gang members in the tavern sat back down in their seats, because this woman was the true leader of the gang... Marceau.

"I didn't know it was the master from the Secret Quest who visited here."

Her eyes scanned the tavern, trying to find the releaser of this magic.

"I won't hang out with those bastards from the Quest!"

Kuroo directly told the other party that his helper was not from the Quest Society, the most mysterious and powerful organization in the city.

"Then who is the caster of this magic? Don't say that your weak body can learn magic."

The woman named Marceau walked slowly towards Kuroo.

"A friend of mine."

Kuroo did not reveal the true identity of the orange cat because the orange cat was staring at him from the eaves.

"Friend? Then you have met a great friend, boy...what do you want from me?" she asked.

"I want to make a deal with you."

Kuroo took out the remaining three raw crystals from his pocket. Kuroo did not put them on the table because his dead eyes were staring at the raw crystals in Kuroo's hand.

As long as Kuroo relaxes even a little bit, the man in front of him will snatch three of the Bully's 'game coins' from Kuroo's hand.

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