He Comes From the Void

Looking at the young girls dressed up by the two nobles, Drizzt realized that the God of Wealth referred to by the divination was these two. No wonder he couldn't find anyone in the casino to bet with him.

The other party's proposal attracted him, and he pressed down the brim of his hat to make himself more mysterious.

"Okay, what do you want to bet on? How about the Kraken Hand? Everyone is familiar with the rules. I can teach you if you don't know it. It's easy to understand." Drizzt was politely tentative. The Kraken Hand is the one he plays the most. The good one is full of confidence even if it doesn't come out.

After speaking, he noticed that both of them were purple-haired and purple-pupil, and it was the first time he saw such a person.

"No, we don't play that. Let's play death roulette. That's more exciting." Kahn said with a smile, and the purple pupils looked at him with a grin, making Drizzt feel like he was seen through.

"Death Roulette? Is this a new way to play? You have to tell me how to play it." Hearing the name, Drizzt's heart trembled, but as long as it was gambling, he had nothing to fear.

"It's very simple." Kahn spread his hands, and Kaisha put down a revolver and a bullet on his hands, both from Sarah's shop.

Then he pushed out the bullet nest, and while loading the bullet, he said: "Put a bullet in the bullet nest of the revolver, then rotate the bullet disk, and then close it. You and I take turns pointing the pistol to your head and pressing the trigger; Someone was shot, or didn't dare to press the trigger until.

"You see, just a light movement is enough, isn't it easy?" After speaking, he even smiled eagerly at him.

"Fucking simple ghost!" Drizzt howled in his heart, what is the origin of this kid, how could he say such horrible things with a smile.

Drizzt subconsciously wanted to refuse, because this was not a card gambling that he could use the old thousand at will.

And most importantly, whoever is unlucky in this way will die, but he doesn't want to admit that he has no courage.

Although the Goddess of Luck is always on his side, it is hard to guarantee that she will not work any time!

But before Drizzt could say no, Kahn offered a price that made him startled.

"If you win, I will give you a sea dragon skin, you can use it to make a pair of leather boots for yourself."

Sea dragon skin!

That's worth his three months' income!

Even though Drizzt tried to keep himself calm on the surface, his eyes widened unconsciously, and he pressed down the brim of his hat slightly embarrassingly.

But after the initial impulse, he immediately calmed down.

Death Roulette is a game of pure luck and courage. His gambling skills can't be played out at all. As long as there is a chance of losing, he doesn't want to participate.

So Drizzt gave way to the gambling game infrequently: "A pair of boots and his own life, I still know what is important. Sorry, let's forget it."

Drizzt turned and left, but Kahn said again, "What if the bet is another life?"

"Huh?" He stopped. He is unaccompanied, and a self-portrait is a family portrait. Someone threatens him with his life?

This kid brought up the death roulette, and he was prepared at first sight, but it seemed that he had not done enough homework when he said that, which was very strange.

"Who's fate?" He looked back at Kahn's win-win smile, and he shook his heart-he wasn't talking about that person, was he?

"The life of Graves."

...

Drizzt finally left with Kahn, and he couldn't sit back and watch Graves.

He heard something from Kahn.

Drizzt had been in jail for ten years with Graves, and now the latter had escaped from prison to find him, but was caught by others, like fish on a chopping board, he couldn't kill him.

"Obviously you are taking the blame for this! Why should I care about you!" Drizzt was confused and scolded Graves in his heart.

Reason told him not to take this muddy water, but the guilt in his heart made him have to save this old friend.

"You said that right, as long as I help you find the Abyss Crown, I will release Graves!" Drizzt asked repeatedly on the way back to the gun shop.

Kahn nodded, Drizzt had asked this no less than twice.

Drizzt naturally still didn't dare to play death roulette with Kahn, so Kahn gave another condition-hire Drizzt to go to sea, as long as he found the crown of the abyss, he released Graves.

That's why Drizzt followed him to the diving cliff.

Back in the shop, Sarah, who was sitting at the front desk, saw Kahn taking Drizzt back, and suddenly smiled.

"Oh, the fish has finally taken the bait. Let us wait for a while."

Her tone made Drizzt very uncomfortable, and the latter squeezed the card hidden in his sleeve and frowned, "Where is Graves, I want to see him."

"Graves said the same thing when he came to you, and then he was thrown into the warehouse." Kai'Sa suddenly said, making Drizzt surprised.

Then Sarah went down and took Graves up and let the two meet in the store.

"Graves, long time no see~www.readwn.com~ Drizzt originally prepared a better opening statement, but when he did show up, all those words flew out of the sky.

With a piece of cloth tied to his mouth, Graves could only whine twice, not being able to hear what he was talking about. After nearly a month in the warehouse with ammunition, his body was full of gunpowder smell.

At Kahn's motion, Sarah loosened Graves, who walked straight to Drizzt, untied the cloth strips on her mouth as she walked.

On the other hand, while Drizzt's attention was all on Graves, Kahn closed the store door quietly.

Drizzt looked at the menacing Graves and began to realize that something was wrong, and couldn't help stepping back, only to be blocked by the door within a few steps.

"God **** guy! Slippy! Bastard! Why?!"

Graves was amenorrhea, and along with his anger, there was the big hand that was fanning hard.

Drizzt's legs softened, and his short body avoided the slap, otherwise he would have to stare at the stars.

"Goddess of Luck opens her eyes, meet old friends, so it won't happen."

"Buckling!" His pretentious tone angered Graves again, making him feel ridiculed.

Now he grabbed Drizzt by the collar, raised it and punched him in the stomach.

Drizzt bent down like he had been hit by a twenty-four-pound shell, vomiting acid water, leaning back against the door.

"It's okay for an old friend to reminisce about the past, but don't make my shop too ugly." Sarah reminded her, but her tone sounded like a fire.

"Shut up, Doom girl!" Graves glared at Sarah back, and she shrugged nonchalantly.

"You ask me why?" At this time Drizzt in his hand issued a distorted question: "I want to ask you why? My **** came to save you. See what you did?"