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Chapter 434 434. Sacrifice to Yang Shou

The organizer remained calm, he only stared at Bai Ying.

"When did you realize it?"

Obviously, he quickly understood Bai Ying's intention, but his inquiry was not about using this method to get his name, but about the deeper rules of the game that Bai Ying was aware of.

For example, Xue Youda thought that certain organs in his body could be used as bets. This was normal. After all, some casinos did do this kind of thing. Although he didn’t know if buying people’s hands and feet would be useful, it was It's very useful to intimidate other people.

But in fact, the rules say to pay any price, and this price is not just a part of the body, or even just the part that exists here.

For example, one's own property, such as name, memory, and even existence itself, can be used as bets.

Just now Bai Ying declared her name as a bet, so if the mysterious organizer wants to follow the bet, he must tell everyone his name and then be deprived of it by the illusory god.

"It does seem feasible."

A smile escaped from the corner of Bai Ying's mouth.

This was an experiment, and it's clear now that she succeeded.

The person in front of me should be the child of the owner of the restaurant. He was lucky enough to survive back then, but he also lost his normal life. He survived in this way and planned for many years before he re-held the gambling game here.

"Lin Ming. I remember that the owner of the restaurant at that time should also be named Lin."

She said immediately.

"I paid for my name, Lin's life, by skipping the shot."

Then, those tentacles pulled away, bringing with them some colorful and rich things.

Bai Ying glanced at the revolver.

Those who benefited from gambling back then are now big warlords and celebrities. They themselves have extraordinary abilities that surpass those of the time, and they are not so easy to deal with.

This is a name that is very unfamiliar to everyone present, but there is no doubt that it is his real name.

"Or are you saying that you can't even take revenge and can only vent your anger to ordinary people?"

The organizer was silent for a moment and then spoke.

Organizer Lin Ming replied.

Qiao Mu commented.

Baiying got the answer she wanted and thought to herself.

"What you said will not make any waves in my heart. After so many years, I have long been like a ball of dead ashes and will not rekindle."

Baiying said coldly.

"I sacrificed thirty years of my life by skipping the shot."

This is also the reason why he first set up a gambling game here to try to recreate the past, that is, to obtain the power to rival it.

"Non-burnable garbage must not be thrown into the black bin."

"There is always a wrongdoer and a debtor. If you want to take revenge on those people back then, you can go directly to seek revenge. There is no need to involve innocent people like us."

He did it for nothing but to gain strength and take revenge on those with vested interests who had killed his family.

Suddenly, the illusory tentacles hanging from the ceiling were like smoke, penetrating into Bai Ying's nostrils, ears, and mouth, seeming to be absorbing her soul.

Bai Ying seemed to have suddenly aged much, her hair had lost its luster, and her figure had become rickety, as if she had aged thirty years in the blink of an eye.

She is less than thirty years old this year, and after spending thirty years of life, she has become an old lady.

Bai Ying is gambling.

Bet that the other party will not be able to live another thirty years.

After all, according to Lin Ming's condition, this broken body should not be able to sustain it for that long.

Another point is that Bai Ying wants to verify how powerful the god in charge of gambling is.

Because according to theory, if Bai Ying died here, then she would not have thirty years of life at all and would die immediately. But now Bai Ying has successfully paid the price of thirty years of life.

There are two possibilities. One is that the price is not determined based on the future situation, but only considers the present. Under normal circumstances, it is not a big problem for Baiying to live for another thirty years, so he can pay the price.

Another possibility is that this price predicts the future price, and Baiying won the final victory, so he can pay successfully.

If it was the first type, then Bai Ying believed that Lin Ming would not be able to live for thirty years in his current physical condition.

If it was the second type, then she didn't have to worry, Lin Ming would definitely not be able to pay.

Moreover, if Bai Ying does not win, then the god in charge of the gambling is equivalent to getting a bad check from Bai Ying, creating a paradox.

"It's really a sacrifice of life!"

Qiao Mu watched the game between the two parties with the mentality of watching a show, and couldn't help but sigh sincerely.

And it's Lin Ming's turn.

But he didn't hesitate too much.

"I pay thirty years of my life to skip the shot."

Suddenly, Lin Ming was also sucked out of life by the tentacles, and he became much older. However, his appearance was already ferocious and miserable, so there was no difference.

The old white warbler frowned.

It's not that she hasn't thought about the possibility that Lin Ming really paid the price.

“It seems now that the cost only exists in the present.”

Baiying confirmed the payment method.

Unfortunately, it's Bai Ying's turn now.

She can either continue to pay the price of thirty years of life and bet on whether she can live to be over ninety, or she can choose to shoot and bet on whether she will be hit by one-half of the bullets with her current luck. .

Thinking of this, Baiying was silent for a moment and quickly made a decision.

"I sacrifice all my soul and, at the cost of having to shoot the next time it's my turn, skip this shot."

She spoke resolutely.

All souls apparently transcend lifespan.

"what!"

Sheriff Wang on the side widened his eyes, not expecting such an operation.

If that god is really powerful, he can certainly satisfy Bai Ying's request.

In this way, Lin Ming can either sacrifice his soul and leave all the choices to luck. If Bai Ying is not shot next, his soul will belong to Bai Ying, and when it is his turn, he Be sure to fire the shot that must contain bullets.

Or he chooses to bet on his own luck.

Judging from the tug-of-war between the two, the probability of this shot containing bullets is very high.

After saying this, the illusory tentacles immediately invaded Bai Ying's mouth and nose in a forceful way. After a moment, they pulled the thickly colored translucent thing away.

thump--

Bai Ying's eyes lost their expression and she fell on the chair, like a doll being played with.

However, the game is not over, because Baiying only loses his soul, not his life. Even if he loses his soul, he can still continue the game.

Lin Ming looked at Bai Ying and was silent for a moment.

"As long as I shoot now, your soul will belong to me. And, next, you will shoot directly and take your own life. Do you really dare to bet like that?"

He said in a deep voice.

Tapping on the table with his withered fingers, Lin Ming quickly made a choice.

(End of this chapter)