33. Chapter 33

This is an open conspiracy.

If someone else had called out all in, perhaps the people at the gambling table would not have followed suit. But Zong Jiu was only a C-level trainee, and he called him "senior" so sweetly, respectfully placing himself in the position of a junior. Once he said it, it was equivalent to flattery.

If the juniors followed suit, it would be embarrassing if the seniors didn't.

But even so, no one expected that No.1 would choose to give up the game so straightforwardly. Just like everyone didn't expect that this C-level would not show any fear in the face of so many S-level occasions, and even set up a trap in secret.

Just when everyone thought that this adult was going to teach his white-haired C-level a lesson, the scene in front of them shocked everyone again.

Under the golden dome, two figures, one black and one white, confronted each other at the gambling table.

The devil in a black suit rested one hand on the gambling table, with an ambiguous smile on his face, leaning forward slightly, and the surrounding atmosphere was filled with a tacit sense of embarrassment, shrouded in shadows, dangerous and charming.

From the outside, the man looked more like a well-dressed, elegant professor with a heavy bookish atmosphere, but unfortunately, the death and madness attached to his gestures betrayed him.

No.1 This move, let alone facing a C-level newcomer. Even for a famous old man, for those A-level trainees, it is a huge, unimaginable honor and gift.

The more desperate the environment, the more it can create such a twisted and extreme fanatical personality cult, and the more people will hope to draw spiritual strength from faith.

And now, the scene in front of him is the best representative.

The sight of countless people almost burned through Zong Jiu's back.

The wrist under the white glove is bony and full of explosive power, which makes the bouquet of red roses more vivid.

Opposite the rose, the white-haired young man stood with his back straight, his lips tightly pursed, and his pupils heavy.

Now, this look in the eyes of others is like the appreciation from the senior, the encouragement and support given to the junior.

Only Zong Jiu himself knows what kind of dangerous situation he is in now.

The high shadow cast down, mixed with the deep and heavy malice that makes people breathless, the cold murderous aura is like a sharp blade, pressing straight into the skull along the forehead, making people's scalp numb.

It only targets one person, and only covers him in that circle.

Zong Jiu still did not move, and even did not bother to turn his eyes.

No matter how terrible the murderous intention of the person opposite him was, his expression seemed calm.

Of course, excluding his already tense muscles and the natural body reaction when facing extreme danger.

The man chuckled, "It's really interesting. I thought it was just two identical cards, but I didn't expect you to have such a surprise in your hand."

"I kind of believe that prophecy."

No.1's voice was low and soft, like a bow on the bass string of a cello: "You are the first one who dares to threaten me in such a long time."

Not only the first one, but also the one that excited him the most, making his cold blood boil.

Like a child who found a new toy, the demon's dark golden cold pupils were full of interest. The boredom and lack of interest in the game were all swept away, and he became eager to try.

Zong Jiu still didn't speak. But he felt the other party's subtext of "If you don't take the rose, I will kill you on the spot."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he finally stretched out a stiff hand and reluctantly took the red rose.

The murderous aura was swept away.

The man showed a satisfied smile.

Even without the intention to kill or evil thoughts, he could still feel the indescribable horrible pressure when confronting this person. Even the air was shrunken, strangling his throat and spinal cord.

His body was using all the stress reactions to tell him how terrible the person in front of him was.

Zong Jiu's eyes were trembling.

It was not because of fear. In fact, he had never experienced the feeling of fear.

The white-haired young man was also excited, unconsciously excited. Because he had met a worthy opponent. And because of the trembling and pleasure he got from walking on the edge of death.

"Today, these are the first meeting gifts."

The devil looked at him with a smile, but his eyes fell on Zong Jiu's hands.

Zong Jiu realized that under the pressure just now, his fingers had already been extremely cold.

Because of his high concentration, he did not notice that the rose stem still had sharp thorns.

The thorns easily cut his fingers that turned white due to the force.

Scarlet blood flowed down from the hideous wound that even the owner had not noticed, and slowly flowed along the protruding blue blood vessels on the pale skin, outlining a strange and beautiful picture like a climbing vine, more gorgeous than the color of flower petals, with a strong visual conflict.

The man stepped forward, pointed at the white-haired young man's finger from a high position, and then pulled it away lightly like a feather.

The spotless white gloves were stained with a shocking piece of blood, which slowly spread to the surroundings.

The devil squinted his eyes and slowly took off his gloves, then suddenly lowered his head and whispered in his ear.

A few strands of black hair fell on the white-haired shoulders, which was extremely abrupt.

"Look forward to more surprises from you in the future."

The skin on the fingertips touched by the gloves was smooth and flat.

The wound was gone.

......

After No.1 left, the whole Las Vegas was boiling.

Unlike before, this time, the white-haired young man was seriously stared at by thousands of burning eyes.

No one knew what No.1 did, and only they could hear the conversation between them.

So in the eyes of others, the whole process just now was that the adult personally gave his symbol to the white-haired newcomer. The newcomer was too excited and didn't hold the bouquet firmly, so he cut his finger, and the devil condescended to treat him, fully expressing his appreciation for him.

"What did that mean just now? That adult actually admired this newcomer so much..."

People were talking in whispers. The fanatical admirers did not even hide their jealousy, "How can a C-level person win the favor of the adults?"

"How can a C-level waste deserve the adults' attention?"

"That's right, he did so much before, playing Landlord and playing poker, it turns out that he was thinking about this."

"Think about it carefully, if you can take this opportunity to leave an impression in front of that adult, even if it's just a little bit that slips through your fingers, you will definitely have nothing to worry about in the future."

Originally, Zong Jiu was positioned in the eyes of the elders as a newcomer with a strong momentum who needed to be beaten. Now after No. 1's actions, many followers regard him as a thorn in their eyes.

No one knows when the devil became a legend. There is no doubt that when any survivor in the infinite loop knew him, he was already an unreachable position on the top of the cloud.

For so many years, he has been so high and mighty, cruel and ruthless, and has never shown any interest in anyone even remotely related to the word "friendly".

But now, it was broken because of a little C-level trainee.

In the eyes of those who worship him as a god, this is tantamount to breaking the boundaries. No one would want a god to step down from the altar, and gods will not make mistakes, so all the hatred caused by jealousy is transferred to Zong Jiu.

It is hard to say that the devil is not intentional. Zong Jiu has always been willing to use the greatest malice to speculate on him. Even if it is not intentional, it is also in the mentality of watching the show.

However, in this discussion that is like a whistling wave, the white-haired young man remained motionless and maintained a posture.

He stared at the rose in his hand and smiled in his heart.

The reason why he was so calm before was because Zong Jiu knew very well that No. 1 could not do anything at this moment.

Although the trainees are in a competitive relationship with each other, the main system announced the iron rule of not killing each other as early as the beginning of the game, which is also the confidence of Zong Jiu.

And the other party's subsequent behavior made Zong Jiu more certain that his thinking was correct, otherwise the devil would not even open his trump card and directly choose to withdraw from the gambling. According to this line of thought, the news that [No.1 is the mentor] is undoubtedly quite important.

There is no doubt that Zong Jiu won this time. Not only did he win, but he also won beautifully.

The only thing to say now is the price of this comeback.

The news of the mentor threatened the devil and also exposed Zong Jiu himself.

The most fatal thing is that this secret is obviously extremely important.

As we all know, dead people don't speak. Zong Jiu is not only alive, but also alive and kicking.

It is conceivable what kind of storm he will experience next.

But of course, after Zong Jiu knew that No.1's vest still chose to retaliate and win back, he expected this outcome.

Just because he killed the doctor with a hammer in the mental hospital, the mentor gave him an F grade, and this grudge could not be let go. Anyway, the prophecy said that the two of them would be mortal enemies, and they had already had a grudge before. Zong Jiu didn't care about this. He was born with a vengeful character, and he believed that the devil was not a person with magnanimous virtues.

At worst, Zong Jiu still had tarot cards in his hand, and he was not afraid at all.

The most important thing was that it was all worth it.

Because that was a full million chips!

The chips in Las Vegas were exchanged for survival points at a one-to-one ratio. With these chips, Zong Jiu could not only restore his hands, but also strengthen his hands to the peak level of human physical fitness, surpassing the past.

Zong Jiu had already thought about it when he was in the room.

With a million chips, it goes without saying that his hands are naturally good, and the dynamic vision of a magician is also very important. The eyes can be strengthened to the peak level. In addition, he can strengthen his strength and fighting skills. Zong Jiu felt this when he fought with Zhuge An in the toilet of the mental hospital. Strengthening or not strengthening is a world of difference, and he must not suffer a loss in this regard.

From the remaining chips, minus the part that Zong Jiu exchanged for his life and mortgaged, there are still some exchange items left.

Some of the redeemable props in Las Vegas are really interesting, and Zong Jiu has noticed them early.

One of the props is called [Strange Black Box], which is an A-level prop.

This prop is very interesting. As long as the owner wants, he can take out what he wants from it anytime and anywhere.

In fact, the system backpack also has this function. But unfortunately, the system backpack can only put special props, and can't put other things, so it can only be abandoned.

The things that can be taken out of the box are limited to ordinary items, such as ropes, scissors, kitchen knives, candles... and so on, and like Zong Jiu's tarot cards, there is a cooling time limit.

Although it is not an offensive prop and its functionality is relatively useless, it can be said to be tailor-made for magicians.

Because the box can be opened anytime and anywhere, it is equivalent to having a portable different-dimensional space. Zong Jiu can take things out from anywhere in the next second.

As we all know, magicians need to prepare before performing magic. With this box, it means that Zong Jiu can start his performance anytime and anywhere, which is a must-have for home travel. Good news for magicians.

The second item is called [Substitute Doll], which is also an A-level item.

Compared with the black box that no one cares about, the substitute doll is almost the first on the wish list of all horror trainees.

There is no other reason, just because of the special nature of this item. It can protect the owner from a fatal crisis when the owner is in life and death danger.

Although the substitute doll is a disposable consumable item, it is equivalent to having an extra life!

Looking at all the special items that have appeared in the infinite loop, except for the "Book of the Dead" that once appeared in the S-level copy "Ramses", there have been no other items that can really protect the lives of survivors.

"The Book of the Dead" is an S-level item. After the death of the former owner, no one among the tens of millions of survivors has it yet, and only a few words of records are left.

Now that such a precious life-saving item has appeared, everyone naturally yearns for it.

It's just that the main system intends to promote newcomers. Low-level props of F-level and E-level are as cheap as cabbage sold on the street. The higher the level, the more frightening the chips are. Especially the substitute doll, the treasure of the casino.

As an A-level prop, it is more than twice as expensive as the black box.

According to his original plan, even if he made a big profit, he could only exchange for a black box and put his hand back.

As we all know, physical enhancement is the most expensive.

Because of this, Zong Jiu didn't actually include this doll in his must-win range at the beginning.

But he didn't expect that the devil would give him warmth in the cold winter, and suddenly a million chips came up, and all the planned and unplanned enhancement exchanges were arranged at once, which was a cause for celebration.

Since the biggest god didn't say anything, it was even more impossible for others to say anything.

After receiving the purple gold card respectfully handed over by the purple-clothed dealer, Zong Jiu was calm on the surface, but he was very happy in his heart.

The blond saint stood up from his seat with a smile without any gloom on his face: "Congratulations, little brother."

The exorcist on the side said a few polite words and turned away with the black-clothed Azan.

The two A-levels looked at him as if they wanted to eat him alive. It was a pity that although they had emotions, no one dared to do anything to Zong Jiu, the guy who was favored. So they finally looked at Zong Jiu fiercely and turned away.

Only one person did not leave.

The man in neat military uniform stood up, his heavy cloak rose behind him, and the handle of the knife flashed a cold light. The shadow of the brim of the military cap was cast on his well-defined deep profile, which was quite unkind.

He walked in front of Zong Jiu, and his serious face was still cold.

"You have changed a lot."

Fan Zhuo took a deep look at the white-haired young man, his eyes paused on the almost dried blood on his fingertips, his dark red pupils darkened by two points, and he turned away without looking back.

If it weren't for this expression, Zong Jiu almost forgot that No.2 was a half-vampire.

Thinking of this, he slightly pulled his hand back, and the rose spun around his fingertips, and then handed it to the purple-robed dealer.

The barrage exploded.

[Wait, it's not what I thought, right? ? ? ]

[That's the devil's rose, the devil's? ? Is he going to give it away like this? ]

[No, no, no, no, I can guarantee that even if he didn't anger No.1 before, he will definitely do it now. This white-haired newcomer is really good at courting death, absolutely amazing]

[What is the person above thinking, it must be impossible, how can he be so brave to go against the devil? ]

However, the facts prove that Zong Jiu is really brave.

"Beautiful lady."

The white-haired young man smiled and said, "It was your lucky deal that made me win. I think you deserve it more than me."

It's so nice to go against the devil, one million chips at a time, I even wish I could do it a few more times, gkd!