death is your ghost

Except for the crowd of onlookers, there are six people who gamble at the table. Four of them are dressed in suits and look like dogs. They are surrounded by their friends at a close distance. They occasionally whisper a few words in the players' ears and discuss the game. Has an elite feel.

To say that the most conspicuous thing around the game table is the bald gentleman sitting on a luxurious gold-rimmed boss chair who occupies most of the gaming table. The glass's light shines through the glass and despises the gaming table in front of him.

There are two bodyguards wearing black sunglasses standing beside Mr. Bald, with their hands crossed on their waist and hips, their legs are slightly spread apart, they don't move, they don't smile, their indifference makes people shudder.

Mo Han frowned, unable to decide which side to bet on. He raised his eyes to observe the industry bosses here. They seemed to have the ability to listen to the wind. Close your eyes and recall the dice shaking at that time. With a voice, he raised his chin and thoughtfully, and then pushed the virtual currency to bet big.

Mo Han saw that they had a lot of people betting big, and the other five people, except Mr. Light Bulb Bald, all bet big.

Anyway, they have been in this industry for a long time, and they have a clearer understanding of the way than themselves. Mo Han feels that the odds of winning with them are quite high.

But Chi Yue told him not to do anything yet, but to wait and see what happened.

Mo Han covered his mouth with his hands and asked softly, "Why?"

Chi Yue was full of confidence, and only said: "When this indicator lamp is finished betting, follow him."

Mo Han's mind was originally a mess of paste, Chi Yue's words were like a basin of water washing the paste in his mind into cement again, which was hard and could not be stirred.

The bald head is an expert, but everyone at the table bet big, and he did the opposite, betting small.

After finishing the betting with the bald head, he pointed his eyes back, and the bodyguard who stood there like a sculpture immediately handed him a cigarette, lit it, and lit it.

The head of Mingdeng took a deep breath, closed his eyes with enjoyment, and his mind flew to a distant fairyland, happy as a fairy.

Mo Han hated the smell of cigarettes, and his brows were full of disgust, but he held back, moved a little to the side, and then bet one hundred thousand virtual coins in the small circle.

The bald head swallowed the clouds, and the gray smoke blocked his face, but he still saw Mo Han's choice, an unknown gaze fixed on Mo Han, and a playful smile appeared on his mouth.

Mo Han concentrated on staring at the hand that the dealer placed on the dice, not bald at all.

The croupier wore neat overalls, looked around the field, and then pretended to be mysterious and said: "Whether this hand is big or small, the answer will be revealed soon."

After the croupier removed the cup covering the dice, the two dice were stacked together as if from the hands of ghosts and gods, and the top one was a little red origin.

——One point!

Won!Mo Han was confused and surprised, he was really lucky.

Holding the goblet with the bald head, he took a sip of the wine in a gentle manner, not surprised at all, as if everything was under control, and this should be the result.

It's a pity that the four big bets at the table were dumbfounded. Some of them suppressed their voices and said angrily: "How is it possible? They clearly heard that it was a big point, but why did they come out with a small point!"

Many of them understood something, and tugged at the corner of the man's clothes, telling him to stop talking, and if he didn't want to play, he would be out of the game.

The man won 20 last time, and this time he bet the previous principal, a total of 40. He wanted to double the win, but he lost everything.

Mo Han's deer-like watery eyes turned his head in a daze, and asked Chi Yue for help.

Chi Yue put his hands in his trouser pockets, and he was sure of winning: "Is it fun? You won 40, and you will lose 30. The remaining [-] is yours."

"30!" Mo Han was terrified, he had never seen so much money in the orphanage.

"That's all right, let's go."

Chi Yue hummed, went through the money matching process with the croupier, and walked out of this unremarkable small door with the money.

Mo Han held a card in his hand, which contained 30 yuan, which was warm and real.

"You said, money is so easy to make? I won it, and the money is heavy in my hands." Mo Han only remembered standing for a while, throwing a bunch of virtual coins, and then the money was like a pocket, and he became rich in an instant.

Chi Yue only laughed, as a response.

"But, why did you ask me to bet small with the bald head? I see many people bet big."

The four people over there had prepared enough foreplay, bet big unanimously, and were full of confidence. They didn't seem like novices who couldn't play. Half of the casino masters or middle-class people would not stumble in guessing dice.

Feeling cheated!

Chi Yue put his arms around his shoulders, with a deep scheming heart: "Those people made the right bet, and that round should be the big bet."

When Mo Han heard the answer he wanted to hear in his heart, he pursed his lips and listened to him in silence.

"The bald head is an old man. He doesn't need to listen at all. He has already made an agreement with the croupier who shuffles the cards. The bald head waits for everyone to finish betting, and then bets the opposite. The croupier will naturally help him when he looks at him. The croupier will share the winning money. We bet with the bald head, so naturally we won’t lose.”

Mo Han immediately admired: "You can see the adultery between the two of them? It's amazing."

Chi Yue was proud: "I can read minds!"

Mo Han shook his head: "Fortunately, you are a transparent person, and others can't see it, otherwise you have cheated, and if you catch it, you will be soaked in a pig cage."

Chi Yue reassured and made up his mind: "Then I have to catch me."

If you think about it, since ancient times, humans and ghosts have traveled different ways, and people are often afraid of ghosts. When they see one day, they would rather spend all their wealth and beg ghosts to spare their lives.

Mo Hanhan glanced at him: "You are the only one who has the capital of arrogance."

Is it so easy to be a ghost?If I had known earlier I would have...

--never mind.

It's better to be alive.

"However, I have an ominous premonition. That bald man doesn't look like a good person. Did we share their money indirectly? In case, they find someone to block us..."

Mo Han still kept the words "looking for trouble" in his mouth, and a high-pitched shout interrupted his train of thought: "Little brother, stay here, we have something to talk to you about."

Mo Han glanced over, and among the first people on the opposite side, two were the dead bodyguards he had just seen.

I rely on!What to say!The crow's mouth is not as clever as me!

Sure enough, after winning the lottery, I started to worry about whether someone would rob me!

Entertainment｜entertainment｜The environment in the city is relatively dirty, the management system is lazy, and even the security guards are looking for fun, so it is not worth mentioning the shabby security system here.

Mo Han doesn't know the world of adults anymore, and knows some rules. It seems that if he doesn't return the 30 divided, he won't be able to leave here today.

but!He is Mo Han, he will admit defeat?

It's not that they have never been provocative, and they have a lot of actual combat experience.

"Is something wrong? Uncle!"

The man who yelled first looked around and found that the other party was yelling at him, and his face immediately became extremely ugly: "Uncle? Kid, do you dare to yell casually if you have all your milk teeth? In our business , call me brother!"

No matter how old you are or how young you are, both sides are fighting head-on, and the one with the hardest fist is the big brother. If you don't accept it, hold back, and when you provoke the next time, the big brother will still be the big brother, and the grandson will be the grandson.

Mo Han scratched his head, pretending to be guilty and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not blind."

Nima is as old as an eggplant, but she has the nerve to come out and say that she is a brother, pretending to be young, right, smelly and shameless.

Just for show, I'm about to catch up with Old Wei.

"Damn it, you'd better remember to obediently hand over the 30 you took today, or I will take one of your legs off."

Chi Yue seemed to be watching a play, very leisurely.

Mo Han: "Hey, uncle, if you bring so many people out, everyone must contribute something. It's not good to take back the spoils so easily."

The bearded man holding a mace next to the man said: "Boy, don't be arrogant. If you are itchy, you want my brothers to relax your tendons, and my brothers will help you. Come on."

The bearded man thought to himself: Brother, there are seven or eight people, but they still can't catch you, a yellow-haired boy.

A group of people came together in black, swarming like brainless zombies.

Mo Han has been street dancing since elementary school, and he dances well, and his skills are naturally good.He wasn't sure that he could beat seven or eight grown men, but he didn't want to be underestimated either. Why would he obediently offer up the money he earned by his ability when he was threatened, and handed over a knee to the boss by the way.

In his world, only others have given him his knees, and there may be no assumptions.

The man wielding a mace rushed up first, followed by the middle-aged man whom Mo Han called uncle, they left uppercut and right uppercut; Messy, really like a mindless zombie.

The gangsters in the society rely on a fierce punch to fight, so they can frighten people with their momentum.

Mo Han dodged nimbly, unexpectedly punched him, then dodged again, jumped to another place, and punched him.

In this way, he also dealt with two or three people. After the two or three people suffered a loss, other people came up to make up for the shortcomings.When there are too many people, they are overwhelming in number. No matter how powerful Mo Han is, he is still young, and his strength is not as strong as them. In a flash of his kung fu, his body is covered with color—he was kicked in the stomach.

Mo Han staggered from the beating, backed up, bent over and hilariously, clenching his teeth.

Seeing this, Mace was triumphant, pointed at Mo Han and said, "Stinky boy, you're still stubborn. Hahaha."

This kick was hard, they were neither light nor heavy, but it was Mo Han who hurt.He looked around for Chi Yue, but he didn't see his ghost after looking around.

Disappeared?Mo Han said silently in his heart: Ah Xuan!Ah Xuan!

"I think you'd better kneel down and kowtow three times to say sorry to him, or I will take one of your legs off."

The mace was caught off guard by a brother behind him who kicked his ass, and Gou Chi Shi had a close contact with the earth.

Mace raised his head angrily: "A Lang, what are you doing!"

The brothers around couldn't understand what happened, why did they get coaxed.

"Who the hell is Wolf, I'm your grandfather."

Chi Yue saw Mo Han being besieged. As a ghost who escaped from natural restrictions, how could he still see his own people being bullied?It is purely looking for death, and it is looking for a tragic death.

Chi Yue attached himself to A Lang's body, controlled his mind, and saw that the mace was rampant, he kicked it up: "You can't fucking understand people's words, if you don't kowtow today, I will beat you to the bone .”

A brother next to him said, "Alang, are you obsessed with ghosts? He is your brother!"

"Yes, yes, do you know that kid and are you helping him?"

Someone even heard this speculation and said, "You actually beat your own brother for the sake of outsiders!"

Chi Yue picked out his ears and cleared up the nonsense: "Yes, you still have time to leave, otherwise, you will end up like him—" Chi Yue pointed at the mace, and said softly: "Same! "

After finishing his words, Chi Yue stepped on the mace's hand bone, only to hear a creak, the sound of the bone cracking, and the mace screamed in pain, "Ah!"

It's not over yet, Chi Yue said that if he unloaded one leg, he would unload the other leg. He left the spot with his right foot, stepped on it from his knee, and then hit hard with the mace that fell on the ground...

The arrogant man could no longer speak at this moment, blood gushed out of his mouth continuously, his hand bones and thighs were all crippled, and the pain spread all over his body, making him on the verge of losing consciousness.

Chi Yue made a quick decision, and said to the gangster who was stunned over there: "Do you want more money? If you don't, just get out."

He walked up to Mo Han, pulled his hand over his back, and left arrogantly.

The figures of the two gradually disappeared in the street, Mo Han glanced back, those people hurriedly carried the brothers in their hands into the car, and drove away.

"Is nothing wrong with him?" Mo Han asked.

"No, it's just disabled."

Mo Han is still worried, although he will never deal with these people again.

"I said, if you possess someone else, how can you return it later?"

If you hide someone's face behind your back, they will be slaughtered when they go back.

The author has something to say:

Some parts of guessing the size of the game are simplified. If it is different from the real life, it is my private setting. It is simple and not troublesome, hehe