This Damned Thirst for Survival

Jiang Luo's expression suddenly became a little weird.

In the eyes of evil spirits, this is a combination of fear and anger. The black-haired youth must have accumulated a lot of anger, as everyone knows, Jiang Luo is just holding back a smile.

He didn't understand real guns and ammunition, so he came forward to tease people. Jiang Luo only thought that Chi You was funny.

Even Jiang Luo eagerly wanted to jump in the tiger's mouth.

He raised his eyebrows, and the narrow tails of his eyes swept over the first mate, as if he was wrapped in a honey coat, "Is it?"

In the lottery box, he lightly touched the card in his palm and smiled frivolously, "Mate, do you want me to take this?"

The surface of the card is smooth and no bumps can be felt. But Jiang Luo didn't believe that Chi You would be so kind, specially to give him a host card he wanted.

On the contrary, Chi You obviously came to disturb him deliberately and fill him in trouble.

Just like the cup of water that was in harmony with the water, how could Jiang Luo once again hit Chi You's strategy.

The pure white mask of the evil ghost split into two halves under the night and light, and it even looked a bit of silent terror. He chuckled, "Believe me, the card in my hand is what you want. Card."

His tone was joking, "The card in the guest's hand is rare."

Jiang Luo looked at every expression of the evil spirit carefully.

The evil spirit smiled calmly, and there was a bit of interest in his deep eyes. The card in the palm of his hand continued to draw circles on Jiang Luo's skin, with a careless appearance, and it seemed to be sure of Jiang Luo's choice.

Jiang Luo smiled suddenly, and the fingers in the lottery box proactively moved forward, seemingly ambiguously stroked across the gloves of the evil spirit. Jiang Luo blinked at him, "Mr. First Officer, but I always feel that you have bad intentions."

Since the evil spirit can molest Jiang Luo, why can't Jiang Luo molest back.

Suppressing evil spirits is very cool, of course, the premise is that this evil spirit has no ability to eat Jiang Luo.

Ge Zhu on the side waited for them patiently, and the waiter's expression did not show that it was wrong. Because only on the surface, no one would have thought that their hands in the lottery box would have been pulled together.

The evil spirit hooked Jiang Luo's fingers, just shook hands, but there was endless itching, as if the lotus roots were broken, the invisible silk thread bound the two pairs of equally slender and well-knitted hands.

A dark fire rose in the man's dark blue eyes, "I suddenly regret it."

The card slid to Jiang Luo's fingertips, and gently touched the full fingertips of the black-haired youth, leaving a fleeting red mark.

The card that Jiang Luo had drawn was touched by the evil spirit.

The evil spirit said with deep meaning, "Maybe it is a good result to let you take this away."

Hearing these words, Jiang Luo hesitated suddenly.

He looked at the evil spirit's inexplicable smile, and began to wonder if this was another trap for Chi You.

He drew the master's card. Chi You's purpose of saying this was just to confuse him, and he was also handed a slave card. But it is also possible that he did draw the slave card, and the evil spirit gave him the master card.

But why would the evil spirit help him? No matter how you look at it, it looks like a conspiracy.

So, should he change his cards?

Which card is the correct answer?

The evil spirit seemed to see his vacillation, and his laughter was a little bit more pleasant and bewitching, "So guest, which one do you choose?"

The waiter promptly reminded, "Guest, please draw out your card."

Jiang Luo smiled calmly, and looked very confident: "No hurry."

He lifted his eyes and looked at the evil spirit, and hooked his fingers at him.

The evil spirit raised his eyebrows and bent over to get closer.

"Mr. Devil," he said with the black-haired young man's breath spraying on Chi You's ears, "You shell, without your body makes me like it."

The evil spirit's Adam's apple rolled lightly, and he smirked and said, "My pleasure."

The auras of each other were entangled, and the evil spirit did not expect that Jiang Luo would take the initiative to come forward. He was in a great mood. "Based on the beauty of your guests today, I can't help but want to remind you again."

The evil spirit inserted the card in his hand into Jiang Luo's fingers, "This one is best for you."

Hearing this sentence in Jiang Luo's ears was like saying: This slave card is most suitable for your identity.

Jiang Luo lightly, made up his mind. He put away his smile decisively and neatly, and drew out his hand incomparably, and took out the card he had drawn, "No, I think this is the most suitable card for me."

The smile on the corner of the evil ghost's mouth turned into a false regret, and he also drew his hand. The white card turned around, and the face with the crown pattern faced Jiang Luo.

"Master card."

He gave Jiang Luo a host card.

Jiang Luo looked uncertainly at the golden crown on his card. After a while, he lowered his head and gradually moved his thumb away from his card. He fixedly looked at the pattern in the middle for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled with ease. , "It's lucky, I am also a master card."

Without waiting for others to speak, he naturally inserted the card into his chest pocket and said with a smile: "Thank you for the good luck the chief mate brought me. Everyone, we are going to enter the dance floor."

Jiang Luo turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly he paused and glanced back at the chief mate, "By the way, I remember I once complained to you with the captain, and he promised me that he would not let you appear in front of me again."

"But forget it," he shrugged and turned around, his black hair drawn a cool and handsome arc in the air, "After all, some people are like bugs, and they can't be shaken away."

When the voice fell, they had already entered the dancing crowd.

There was a moment of silence at the gate, and the waiter took the initiative to speak: "First officer..."

"You didn't look at his cards." The first officer interrupted him.

The waiter said in a puzzled manner: "Isn't it a crown card?"

The first officer laughed and said to himself: "Yes, with **** like you..." How could it be possible to see through him.

The music in the ballroom is soft.

Avoiding the waiter who came with the wine glass, Jiang Luo's footsteps were fast.

Ge Zhu almost couldn't catch him, "Jiang Luo, why are you walking so fast? I only discovered today that your legs are really long."

Jiang Luo's speed was faster, and he slowed down until he turned his head and saw that Chi You could not be seen. He pulled Ge Zhu and stood in the corner, his face sinking.

Ge Zhu's heart was raised, "What's wrong, something happened?"

Jiang Luo drew his card from his pocket, his thumb down, revealing the pattern above.

The black chains are very clear.

Ge Zhu: "..."

After a long time, he found his own voice, "It turns out that Lu Yi said that your poisoned milk and bad luck are all true."

Jiang Luo felt a heartache, and he said weakly, "This time it's just an exception."

Ge Zhu's eyes were obviously unbelieving, but as a good person, he comforted him: "It doesn't matter, Jiang Luo, I believe you will be transferred. As the saying goes, the time comes, if it's very peaceful, this time it's bad luck, and the next good thing is about to come. "

Jiang Luo let out a foul breath, and put the card back into his pocket, "You are right. The top priority is that I need to change myself to a card."

Ge Zhu: "How to change?"

Jiang Luo looked at the door.

They had just walked all the way, passing many people. The rich and the poor in the ballroom are very easy to distinguish, not only the difference in clothing and behavior, but the most striking thing is whether they wear a mask on their faces.

The rich all wear masks that cover half of their faces. The masks are either gorgeous or low-key, and the details are all superb and extravagant. On the other hand, the poor showed a clean face. In this case, it was as if they were worthy goods under the scrutiny.

Jiang Luo's eyes moved to the wall.

The rules of the party are posted on the wall.

Article 1: You cannot refuse the request of others to view the card.

Article 2: "Slaves" must obey the "master" without restriction.

Article 3: When the master and slave perform on the stage, the "master" must ensure the safety of the "slave".

...

Each one contains huge information points.

Compared with two or three, the first is nothing.

What is the master-slave performance? To ensure the safety of the slave's life, another way of understanding it is to do other things as long as the performance is not killed.

If it is not during the performance stage, is there no guarantee for the lives of slaves?

And who makes the rules, and what penalties are for not following the rules.

Jiang Luo's eyes were dark, and his eyes moved to the first rule.

With such harsh conditions, the rich take advantage, but the poor are mostly dangerous. But when you look at it, there are countless civilians at the prom. There are women who are eager to marry a wealthy and beautiful woman, there are men who are eager to hook up with rich women, and there are fat heads and big ears who want to have an affair with greed. Middle-aged decadent crowd.

Everyone thought that they were the lucky one, even if they took the slave card, they would meet a romantic one-night encounter, but Jiang Luo didn't think it would.

The chain card is like a hot potato, Jiang Luo thought, I want to change it immediately.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have been so anxious.

After all, Jiang Luo had a mask on his face. Everyone knew that he was a rich man, and most of the rich took the master card. Other wealthy people with master cards would not specifically check Jiang Luo's cards, and those who were slaves would not ask Jiang Luo to show them the cards.

——The premise is that Chi You is not in this banquet.

Jiang Luo could almost imagine that after Chi You realized that he was a slave card, what kind of interesting smile the evil spirit would show, and what excessive things he would do.

A sense of crisis came quietly.

Jiang Luo was originally sure that Chi You didn't know how to express his desires, because this time Jiang Luo was uncertain about his poisonous milk. He inferred that Chi You didn't understand the result of making love. Would it be true?

Jiang Luo felt that his speculation was reasonable and well-founded, but a small voice asked in his heart, what if.

What if you have tainted milk again.

Under the mask, the black-haired youth twitched. He invited Ge Zhu and said in a low voice: "You will cooperate with me like this later..."

After the explanation, the two returned to the gate.

Jiang Luo stepped forward, and the waiter saw him and said, "Sir, is there anything wrong?"

"That's it," Jiang Luo said slowly, with a natural willful tone, "I lost my card, and I want to draw another one."

The waiter said calmly, "Of course."

"But the number of lottery boxes belonging to the rich is limited. If you want to redraw, you can only draw from the boxes belonging to civilians," the waiter said, "Do you still want to draw?"

Jiang Luo was silent for a while, "What if those poor people lose their cards?"

"That's a pity," the waiter showed sympathy, "no matter what card they have drawn before, they will automatically become a slave."

Jiang Luo pursed his lips, and was about to use the second plan, when he saw six people approaching not far away, it was just a few people from Lu.

There were a few people in Lu who didn't spot him at first, and when they walked in and saw Jiang Luo's iconic black hair and figure, they recognized him.

But they pretended not to know each other and walked to the waiter.

The waiter also asked them to draw lots. Jiang Luo looked at them with sympathy and shook his head without a trace.

Stop smoking, go back to wash and sleep.

It's enough for me and Ge Zhu to come in here.

However, when he shook his head, Lu Yibian had already put his hand into the box first. He shook his head at Jiang Luo with a confused expression, and then withdrew his hand from the box in the next moment.

"What card is this?" He turned the crown pattern on the card and showed it to everyone, scratching his head dumbfounded, "good or bad?"

The waiter was a little surprised. He congratulated him: "Congratulations on your rare master card in the civilian box. This is the first one tonight."

Jiang Luo: "..."

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