People are in the heavens, wealth can rival a country

Chapter 23 The Brave's Game
When they returned to the pier again, most of the people had already boarded the ships in the port, only the old and weak women who could not pass the screening were still around the gold coin box in the middle with great interest, waiting for the final result of the game.

Tang Sen could see from a distance on another military pier, many naval soldiers were lining up and paddling their boats to land on the warship. A strange soldier was waiting at the pier square. Seeing Tang Sen's appearance, he hurriedly greeted him. come over.

"Mr. Tang, Brigadier General Norrington has ordered that the cruise will depart in an hour."

"Thank you, soldier." Tang Sen handed over a few gold coins and said with a smile, "Today is a big day for the Commodore General. It seems that he can't wait to set sail."

The soldier took the gold coin with a respectful attitude, and said in a low voice, "After the promotion ceremony is over, the brigadier general seems to be in a bad mood. Mr. Tang must be on time. With the style of a brigadier general, he may not wait for you."

"Thank you for the reminder, I'll pay attention."

Townsend naturally knew why Commodore Norrington was in a bad mood.

In the original book, he would show his heart to Miss Swan on this day, plus he was successfully promoted, which is obviously double the happiness, but now it is completely ruined. Miss Swan is watching an apprentice blacksmith participate in a shameful event at the pier. It's an oriental trick.

Speaking of Mr. Turner, Townsend walked through the crowd and saw that there were only four challengers left surrounding the gold coin box.

The box was not big, and several people leaned there in an awkward way to save themselves as much effort as possible. It could be seen that the long-term exposure to the sun made them very tired and weak.

"One person fell into a coma due to heatstroke, and another person accidentally left the box with his hand, and we discovered it." A soldier came up to greet him, Hui reported.

"What a pity." Tang Sen spread his hand and took out a bag of gold coins: "Mr. Paul, can you help me distribute the gold coins? I think the gentlemen have worked very hard."

"Of course, Mr. Tang, my pleasure."

Not to mention that the soldiers began to distribute the gold coins with smiles on their faces. Tang Sen slowly walked up to the four challengers and said, "Gentlemen, I guess this morning is not a good one."

"For 12 pence, I think it's worth it, sir." A wealthy businessman replied weakly: "Just spending a few days in the sun is better than sailing the sea for a few days in the face of pirates and storms." Months are much easier."

"It seems that Mr. Crewe has calculated very clearly, and he is already mentally prepared to persist for a few more days." Tang Sen said: "Unfortunately, as I said, this is not a game of willpower alone."

"Gentlemen, the game will be over in an hour."

After Tang Sen finished speaking, he waved to a soldier: "Mr. Stanford, can you find four plates for me?"

"Of course, Mr. Tang." The soldier grinned and ran away.

Who doesn't know that there is never a shortage of rewards for doing things for Mr. Tang?
"Gentlemen, next, I need a plate on your head. If the plate falls, you will be eliminated."

"Of course, the gentleman wearing the hat, in order to be fair, please take it off."

The four challengers suddenly changed their colors. This position is already uncomfortable enough, but at least they can move a little bit. If there is a plate on their heads, they will never want to move again.

"Mr. Tang Tang, my head is relatively round," a teenager said with a sad face.

"You can choose to give up, Mr. Wells." Tang Sen said bluntly: "Based on your previous efforts, if you give up now, I can give you ten gold coins."

"No or not." The boy gritted his teeth.

Five hundred gold coins are close at hand, and no one wants to give up.

"What about the other three gentlemen?"

"Of course not, Mr. Tang." The three spoke in unison.

Mr. Turner even had the heart to laugh: "I don't think being on the plate is more terrible than being poor."

"It seems that Mr. Turner is very confident." Townsend looked to the side and saw that Miss Swan had changed into a comfortable long skirt and was standing aside with a parasol, so he said with a smile: "Yes, there is a beautiful woman By the side, Mr. Turner will grit his teeth and stick to it no matter what."

The soldiers quickly came back with the plates. Tang Sen generously handed over a few gold coins, and then handed the plates to the four challengers one by one.

"I want to emphasize again that once the plate hits the ground, you will be eliminated, and if you are eliminated, you will not get anything. If you give up now, you can still get ten gold coins."

"I've already given up ten gold coins." The rich merchant took off his first hat, revealing his bald head. After probing for a while, he put the plate on it firmly.

Mr. Turner and another thin middle-aged man also put the plate on it without hesitation. Only the boy named Wells hesitated, gritted his teeth, and tremblingly placed the plate on top of his head.

He held onto the edge of the plate nervously, and didn't let go until Tang Sen coughed remindingly.

Snapped--

With a crisp sound, the plate fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The boy's face was pale.

"Unfortunately, Mr. Wells, you were eliminated."

"It seems that recognizing one's own strength is more important than willpower."

"No no! It's not fair!" the boy yelled.

"There is no such thing as fairness in the world. I gave you a choice." Tang Sen waved his hand, and the soldiers immediately took the depressed and painful boy down.

"Now there are only three challengers left, let's wait a while and see what happens."

Tang Sen beckoned someone to move a table, and soon, seafood soup and grilled pork chops were put on the table.

After a busy day, Tang Sen did not eat anything at all, so he was not polite at this time, and started to eat in front of the three challengers.

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The fragrance kept penetrating into the nostrils of the challengers, causing their Adam's apple to go up and down constantly. They were thirsty and hungry without a drop of water, but now their stomachs were thundering one after another.

This person is a devil!

"I don't mind if you come and eat with me." Tang Sen said while eating.

"When I win five hundred gold coins, I will have the opportunity of a lifetime to taste delicious food." The wealthy businessman responded with a few words because he was fat and hungry.

Naturally, Tang Sen would not think that this little temptation would be able to knock down the challengers who have persisted until now. To be honest, their greater challenge came from the soreness caused by the long-term immobility. If you don't support it, it's even more unbearable at this time.

Tang Sen could already see that the thin middle-aged man's body began to tremble.

If I remember correctly, this is the No.7 challenger who claims to be seriously ill. Judging from his current performance, what the other party said is true. Even Tang Sen admires him for persevering until now with his seriously ill body.

He was very sure that if he came to participate in his own game, he would probably be the first to be eliminated——

The willpower of modern people is naturally much worse than that of people in this era.

"Mr. Griff, you seem to be unable to hold on any longer." Tang Sen said flatly, holding a spoon, "If you give up now, I can give you twenty gold coins as compensation."

The middle-aged man named Griff gritted his teeth tightly, his cheeks clenched together, and said nothing.

He didn't have the energy to answer Tang Sen's question anymore, but judging from the performance of the other party, it was obvious that he had no intention of giving up.

Townsend looked away boredly, looked at Mr. Turner, and said, "Mr. Turner, what about you?"

"I think I will be the final winner." Mr. Turner, relying on his strongest body and the sense of balance brought by years of sword practice, performed the most securely. The plate seemed to be glued to his head, and he even You can turn your head to talk.

"It seems so now." Townsend paused, and suddenly said: "Mr. Turner, do you still remember the pirate with the same name as you that I mentioned to you last time?"

"I'm impressed, sir." William Turner didn't know why Mr. Tang chatted with himself when he was so nervous, but out of politeness, he replied: "Turner is not a common surname, if Mr. Tang said He was a pirate, and I really wanted to see that man with my own eyes."

"It's a pity." Tang Sen spread his hands: "I may see him on this voyage. I am a little concerned about Mr. Turner's experience of finding his father. Does your father have any characteristics? If I see him again Mr. Turner, I wouldn't mind identifying it for you."

"No, sir." William Turner said: "My father cannot be a pirate."

"If you insist—" Tang Sen nodded, "I naturally respect your wishes."

He didn't continue this topic, but just glanced secretly at Miss Swan on the sidelines. Seeing the sudden change in her face and hesitant expression, there was a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth.

At this time, a large group of men passed the pier square mightily. They wore all kinds of men's clothing and looked no different from ordinary sailors, except that they were basically in their prime of life and strong.

The group of people didn't look this way, but just lowered their heads, quickly walked up to the wooden pier, and quickly dispersed to the ships in the port in small boats.

There was some low-pitched commotion in the crowd. Tang Sen stood up, raised the volume, and drew people's attention back: "Gentlemen and ladies, our time is almost up."

"It's time to decide who is the winner of this game."

The eyes of the people who had been waiting for a day suddenly gathered.

Tang Sen looked at the last three challengers one by one. The wealthy businessman blushed, the middle-aged man was ashen and trembling, and Mr. Turner looked calm, and he was sure of victory.

"To be honest, the next link will be very cruel."

Tang Sen said slowly: "I must confirm with the three of you carefully, are you willing to pay the price of your life for these five hundred gold coins?"

"This..." The wealthy businessman was startled first, "Mr. Tang, what does this mean?"

Tang Sen didn't answer him, but whispered a few words to the soldiers next to him. The soldiers immediately understood, went back and discussed with several soldiers behind their backs for a while, and then brought three flintlock guns.

"Mr. Tang, get ready."

Tang Sen nodded, looked at the three of them with a malicious smile, and said, "There are three flintlock guns here, and only one is loaded with live ammunition. Each of you can choose one of them."

"What are you using it for?" The rich businessman had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Shoot." Townsend said simply and neatly, "Shoot yourself, sir."

"No! This is not a game, this is a crime!" The rich businessman was shocked, and the plate on his head almost fell off.

"No, as always, you have the right to choose." Tang Sen spread his hands and said, "If you give up now, although I won't give you any rewards, your life will not be threatened."

The rich businessman's face turned pale, and he was so tangled up that he couldn't speak.

"Mr. Tang, I think this is too much." William Turner said with a frown.

"There is an old saying in the East, which is to seek wealth and wealth in danger. I think people who survive on the sea should understand this truth." Tang Sen ended the topic forcefully, and said, "Three gentlemen, you can choose now."

All three were silent.

"Then let me choose for you."

Tang Sen directly picked up a flintlock gun and approached the three of them, "Let me shoot from close to far, gentlemen, since none of you give up, then leave your life to fate."

The gun was quickly aimed at the wealthy businessman closest to Tang Sen.

"There is a two-thirds chance, sir, don't worry, I aimed at your head. If you unfortunately choose the wrong one, you won't have any pain."

The wealthy businessman looked at the black muzzle of the gun, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his body shook like chaff.

Snapped--

The plate fell to the ground, and the rich businessman stood up suddenly, screaming and fleeing into the crowd.

"Oh, unfortunately, he chose to give up."

Tang Sen shrugged and pointed the gun at the thin middle-aged man: "What about you, sir?"

"You just have to move it so the plate falls and the shot doesn't fire."

The already pale face of the middle-aged man became even more gray, but he still gritted his teeth and stared at the muzzle of the gun without moving.

"Oh, it seems that you chose to take a gamble." Tang Sen suddenly said: "Then——"

Tang Sen put his finger on the trigger, and as soon as his arm tightened, he was about to pull the trigger.

This time, a vigorous body rushed over from the side, and Tang Sen only felt that the flintlock had changed hands before his eyes.

Then there was a neat clicking sound, and the surrounding soldiers suddenly changed their faces, and all the guns in their hands were pointed at the person who snatched the gun.

The handsome blacksmith apprentice.

"Mr. Tang, life should not be in the scope of the game!" Mr. Turner threw the flintlock on the ground, raised his hands to show that he did not pose any further threats, and said sternly.

"Mr. Turner." Tang Sen smiled, "Your hand has left the box."

"Unfortunately, you were eliminated."

"I must stop your evil deeds," William Turner said loudly. "If the game needs to be won by killing innocent people in this way, I would rather not."

"Mr. Turner is indeed a man with a great sense of justice." Townsend praised, "However, he is too reckless."

Townsend picked up the gun on the ground and pointed it at William Turner.

William Turner tensed all over, but the soldiers around him pressed up one after another, making him unable to move.

click-

The trigger is pulled and nothing happens.

"You're lucky, right?" Tang Sen unhurriedly picked up the second gun: "So what about this shot?"

He quickly pulled the trigger, and William Turner jerked suddenly, but the gunfire still did not sound.

"Oh, it's empty." Tang Sen picked up the third gun and pointed it at him with a half-smile.

"Mr. Tang!" Miss Swan, who was standing on the sidelines, finally couldn't hold back and shouted: "Please stop."

Tang Sen glanced at her, smiled slightly, and suddenly turned the gun to the sky and pulled the trigger.

Still empty guns.

William Turner's expression froze.

"Did it surprise you, Mr. Turner?" Townsend casually threw the gun back to the soldier and walked forward: "Or, you never considered this possibility at all?"

"I—" William Turner opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"I never said this game was just about willpower and endurance, did I?"

However, Tang Sen passed him directly, walked up to the thin middle-aged man, and gently took off the plate on top of his head.

"Congratulations, sir, in this game of the brave, you are the final winner."

(End of this chapter)