Alchemy Greater China

"Hey, dog, everyone is a sensible person, so don't say such deceitful words!"

Griffith's eyes slanted, and a mouthful of saliva flew straight over like an iron bullet, almost touching Bergson's collar: "This kind of scum, get out of here, I don't care about the future, since my boss is here Well, then this gambling game should be ended by my boss himself! Hey, dog, what are you still doing here? You are not a direct descendant of my c. Money? My boss has nothing else but money, and he still uses you, an old ass who came out of nowhere, to pay for it?"

Bergson, who was about to vomit blood after being choked by Griffith's words with a gun and a stick, looked at the burly men holding weapons, swallowed saliva wisely, and sighed: "Forget it, forget it, I'll take it for granted. You shouldn't be involved! Elder Beach, you should settle the affairs of your family by yourself! Hey, good intentions are not rewarded, in this world, people will scold you for doing good deeds..."

"Huh, it's time to get out, muttering, jjyy, what are you talking about? Hey, Bergson, are you sure you're not a bitch, and the two eggs underneath are still there?" Griffith raised his eyebrows Eyes and reluctance, Bergson was so angry that he almost had a cerebral hemorrhage and fainted on the spot.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing Bergson being humiliated, Elder Beach stepped forward at the right time. He pointed to Griffith and said, "The head of the family can't speak, how can you prove that he voluntarily participated in this game? The minimum stake here is one hundred thousand Counting pounds, you are just a domestic slave, can you represent the master?"

"Hey, scolded the old ass, you old dog jumped out again? Hey, Beech, you old thing, you were like a dog a few years ago. When the boss fell ill, you were alive and kicking?" Gerry Fez's bull's eye widened, and he said viciously: "I won't talk nonsense with you. Although the boss can't talk now, his mind is clear. Don't believe me... we can try it. Although the boss' hands and feet can't move, but the eyelids can blink!"

Griffith grinned grinningly, scratched Beachy's eyes a few times, then lowered his head, whispered a few words beside Wise, and then cooperated with Wise to conduct a few experiments under everyone's gaze.

Sure enough, Wise's eyelids could blink up and down, and a few simple tests proved it.Wise's mental state is quite good, his mind is clear, and he can express himself by blinking.

"How is it? Old dog, have you nothing to say?" Griffith raised his head and looked at Elder Beach with a livid face mockingly.

"Huh, Patriarch's condition has improved a lot, this is a great joy!"

Elder Beach took a few deep breaths, and his black face finally turned pale.He nodded and said: "In that case, please ask the Patriarch to replace Mr. Bergson. Continue this gamble!"

Griffith chirped: "What do you mean by replacement? Obviously that shameless old ass got out on his own, and my boss, the boss, will officially take over! Hey, hey, the checks and land deeds of you four bastards are not fake ? Damn, I want to test it, lest you lose later and refuse to admit it!"

The checks and vouchers of Hughes and others are naturally guaranteed, and Griffith just wants to disgust them.After flipping through it casually, he threw it back to Hughes and others.

"Okay, you've passed this level! Beech, old dog, are you in charge of this game? Then please continue, and let my boss win all of you!"

Griffith picked up the yellow nanmu round table that was battered like a tattered fishing net by bullets.Pushing Wise on his own, he dominated a position, and then those burly men put away their weapons, and stood behind Griffith with their hands behind their backs, like a door god.

This is Griffith's signal of 'peace', and Bergson, who was 'banished' from the game, twitched his eyes and beckoned to find a few confidantes, and asked them to go out to convey the message of their own safety, lest those who came to the rescue The warship was in a hurry and fired shells without knowing what to do. If it blows itself up, it would be extremely wronged!

Elder Beach was muttering in his heart not to be as knowledgeable as a mad dog like Griffith, but he straightened his smile and took the position of 'dealer' again: "Ahem, since Patriarch Wise has come in person, then this little A small gamble is even more perfect! Hughes, Ince, Jones, and Muse, please take your positions, if you still don't want to quit this gamble..."

"If you're afraid of losing, get out, four eggless bastards! Hahaha, after seven days, my boss wants you to lose all your underwear and crawl out of here naked!" Griffith shook the golden Disheveled hair, laughing arrogantly.

It's all come to this point, how can you back down? !

Hughes and the three brothers glanced at each other, with fighting lights in their eyes. They walked to the round table with their heads held high and stood up: "Brother, regardless of his illness, came all the way to give our four younger brothers a 'gift'. Kindness, how can we turn down such kindness? Well, this little gamble will naturally continue!"

Now that Wise is awake, even if his body is still unable to move, it also means that the position of the head of the Ronaldo family will not be so easy to win for a while, but the four Hughes brothers still have confidence in this "small" gamble Absolutely, it is a miracle that the yellow-skinned monkey (Kalanka) survived for seven days. How can he kill the target and earn points?

Therefore, Wise himself ended up as the banker, no matter how you look at it, he is doomed to lose!No matter how you look at it, you are the unlucky material to come to be a "boy who spreads money"!

Ever since, after Griffith's violent disruption, this 'small' gamble with huge stakes has returned to its original track.

On the contrary, Elder Beach has mixed feelings and unspeakable feelings. Due to the sudden appearance of Griffith, a man who should have died, he and Bergson's calculation of Wise's property has come to nothing. Gambling meant little to Elder Beech, he could only curse the damned Griffith and Wise in his heart, wishing that they would lose all their money in one day!

Cursing viciously for a while, Elder Beach said in a suppressed tone of anger: "Since the five parties have agreed, it is not too late. Please confirm the unit share of the first day's bet! One hundred thousand pounds per ten, this is The lower limit is only allowed to increase, not to decrease!"

Hughes was the first to speak: "20 is too little, I think... [-] pounds is ten. The first day is a trial, and this price is very suitable!"

Hughes, who is known as a 'pervert', seems to have become normal and rational after Griffith appeared, um, 20 pounds.The price point isn't crazy at all.

"Second brother, you are too petty. The eldest brother will do it himself, and it is less than 50. That is not giving the eldest brother face!"

"60, I have money, and I have full confidence in my tester!"

"80, my muse suggests that the bet of the unit should reach 80. If you have no seeds, no guts, no money, just get out! Such a rare bet. Only the descendants of Rothschild with courage You can participate, and other sick, timid, stupid, and crazy people should go away, go far away! Don’t you think so?”

From Hughes down, Ince, Jones, and Muse all expressed their opinions, raising the unit share of this bet!

80 pounds is worth 10 points, that is to say, if a tester kills a leader-level target today (getting GC).Then the rest will lose 4000 million pounds!

Even Hughes's huge check of 3000 million pounds is not enough to pay! !

Of course, the above is an extreme case.The probability of this happening is still very small... But even so, when Muse shook his head and said these provocative words, Hughes and the others' breaths became thick and cloudy, as if they were convinced The bull that has been given the spring medicine has red eyes, bruised veins, and increased adrenaline secretion!

An unprecedented £80 bet.Wise, Griffith, do you two dare to go on?

The eight eyes of the four Hughes brothers looked at Wise eagerly, hotly, and expectantly...

Wise's eyes blinked a few times, and Griffith understood immediately, and he smiled spontaneously.Grinning his mouth wide, he slapped the table hard: "Hey, 80 pounds is too childish. The boss said, at least 100 million bets are enough to be fun! Hehehe, if you are afraid, you can only bet half of it! Who told you bastards? The grandsons are all the boss's younger brothers? The elder brother yields to the younger brother, and you are allowed to lose only half, this is the glorious tradition of the C. Rothschild family!"

One million pounds! !

Immediately, the four pairs of eyes of Hughes and others were bloodshot, and they shouted hoarsely: "100 million is 100 million, the bet is not discounted, we bet!"

Okay, this small dispute of the Ronaldo family that happened on the edge of the Venice Bay... Let's put it aside for the time being, and turn our attention to Budapest, one of the trial cities!

Zheng Gongxiao would never know that in a villa far away in the Gulf of Venice, his old father-in-law, whom he has not met, has already boldly bet a million pounds on his first day of trials!

Zheng Gongxiao is hiding in a sewer pipe near the central Danube in Budapest at the moment. Through the black-painted manhole cover above his head, his eyes are like torches, carefully observing the pedestrians coming and going outside.

Kalanka predicted well, my whereabouts were leaked from the very beginning!

Zheng Gongxiao held a green grass root with a faint mint smell in his mouth, and thought to himself: From the time I went out and killed a group of people, then it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, Budapest is full of little guys looking for me!Hehe, if I hadn't planned to hide here, I'm afraid this whereabouts would have been exposed long ago!

Yes, hiding in the sewer pipes in Budapest, this is a hidden strategy that Zheng Gongxiao and Karanka discussed in advance.In this day and age, I am afraid that few people would hide in dirty, dark and smelly sewers?Especially the testers who represent the Ronaldo family, according to the ideas of Berne and others, these testers should have unparalleled pride, they should live in the most luxurious hotel, and then spend a lot of money to hire the most desperate and competent bodyguards To protect yourself, the worst is the worst, and you should hide in a small family like a slum... Hiding underground like a sewer pipe is unimaginable even if you break their heads!

The sewer at the end of the 19th century and the sewer more than 100 years later are completely different concepts, and the environment inside is also very different!

More than 100 years later, the sewers are clean and spacious, and often become entertainment places for thieves and spies, but now the sewers and cesspit are basically synonymous!

Think about it, Paris, a metropolis in Europe, didn’t even have sewers laid 200 years ago. The rotten smell that can't be washed away, and now.The sewers in Budapest have finally been built, but no one is regularly dredging them. Every time it rains, turbid, yellow and green dirty water gushes out from the manhole covers, making the whole city a nauseating sight. Nose smell, it can be said to be so stinky, people can't wait to cut off their noses!

Zheng Gongxiao is hiding in such a sewer, which is no different from a cesspit.His rumbling red and black cloak is made of a special material, which is used to cover the dirty sewage and scurrying mice, and the grass he chews is also a life-saving medicine to ensure that he will not be stunned by the stench!

"It's not my style to stay here like a rat all the time!"

Zheng Gongxiao stretched out one hand, grabbed a hapless rotting mouse, and said to himself: "The last few times, it seems that all the little mice were attracted. The big ones don't seem to have taken the bait yet! "

The poor environment of the sewers in Budapest is beyond imagination. Even if Zheng Gongxiao is fully equipped, he would not dare to stay in it for a long time. Among other things, the sewage tide that comes every hour or so will make Zheng Gongxiao also have to hide in the sewer. pavement.

Unless... Zheng Gongxiao was able to hold his breath for more than 15 minutes in the feces floating with all kinds of garbage.

Therefore, after Zheng Gongxiao left the slums and killed Fantinahuo and his gang, he kept switching back and forth between sewers and roads.His brief appearance can attract the desperate pursuit of the 'Lan Yin Party', but those unlucky ghosts who smelled the scent and followed them were all easily dealt with by Zheng Gongxiao with Damira's claws without exception!

From the first drop of blood until now.Zheng Gongxiao's Damira's Claw has harvested at least fifty innocent souls, but according to his observation, there are no big figures wearing "golden cheques" around these 'dead ghosts', so Zheng Gongxiao deduced: Killing these people should not earn points. ah!

"In this case, let's make a big one. I think, if the Budapest train station is blown up, the bosses there will always appear! Jie Jie Jie..."

Zheng Gongxiao avoided a 'tidal spray', gently pushed the manhole cover above his head, and smiled evilly.The whole person turned into a phantom and disappeared on the road in an instant.

The trialists in other trial cities try their best to avoid causing big disturbances, so as not to be attacked by the forces of multiple gc holders, but Zheng Gongxiao, a bold guy, carries the LT in his pocket, fearing that the world will not be chaotic. The train station with the densest flow of people and the most complex forces of the three religions and nine streams walked past.

This is probably the first purposeful terrorist attack since mankind entered the era of thermal weapons!

Venice Bay, by the beach, a villa surrounded by soldiers in Italian navy uniforms.

"Now that everyone has finished betting, let's start connecting to the dedicated telegraph lines of each trial city!"

The super bet of 100 GBP to [-] had been determined, Elder Beach, who couldn't help but groan in his heart, howled in a dry and hoarse voice, then clapped his hands, and immediately five gentle men came up with a telegraph.

Five wired telegraph machines were placed on the yellow nanmu round table, with long wires stretched behind the machines, stretching far away, the five beach elders were expressionless under their hands, lowered their eyebrows and drooped their eyes, and quickly sat down, tense and serious Adjust the five telegraphs carefully.

In front of the telegraph, five pieces of paper were pasted, on which were written in red pen: Budapest, Rome, Bucharest, Munich and Zagreb.

Griffith glanced at it, and chattered and laughed: "Oh, the most advanced telegraph produced by Germany, Beechcraft, you have already prepared for it!"

Elder Beach rolled his eyelids, pretending that he didn't hear Griffith's nonsense, and introduced himself: "These five telegraphs are connected to the five trial cities through the lines provided by Mr. Bergson. , every half an hour, the scores of the various testers will be sent back there. Well, the monitoring results are the responsibility of the Rothschilds themselves, and are supervised by our elders. Its fairness... Everyone absolutely can believe!"

Hughes nodded and said: "I firmly believe in this point. If someone dares to cheat in it, then the chips in this gambling game will naturally be invalid! Of course, the elders will decide the future of my family for this time." The game has been planned for so long, and its fairness, impartiality, and openness have been unanimously approved by us! Brother Wise, it’s up to you whether you believe it or not. If you don’t believe me, put away your chips. You can quit!"

This is a riposte to Hughes' language.

Wise, who was lying on the wheelchair, blinked his eyes a few times. Griffith lowered his head and seemed to have exchanged a few words with Wise, then raised his head and said: "My boss said that he believes in the results there, there is no problem , the betting game can begin! Hey, procrastinating, I'm afraid the navy outside is waiting to rush in?"

Bergson stood aside with his arms folded, watching Wise and other gambling participants with interest as a bystander. He seemed to have completely got rid of the unhappiness of being kicked out of the gambling game: "It doesn't matter that Mr. Griffith Worry, now that you have put down your arms and withdrawn your hostility, I will naturally deal with those navies! Anyway, I am the host, and I can witness and guarantee the smooth progress of this most luxurious and exciting gamble in history, yes My Bergson's pleasure!" (To be continued...)