Netherworld Investigator Chapter 656: Bet on a finger

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The sword **** was silent for a while, and finally said: "Yes, but don't hurt them."

The gambling saint took a bottle of foreign wine and two glasses from the shelf next to them, and put them on the table to fill them up: "This is natural."

The sword **** said to me: "Song Yang, you are my agent!"

I was surprised: "But I can't gamble."

"Shaking the dice is bigger than the size, what will it be?" The gambler sat on the sofa with a grin and tasted the wine: "This must be the famous detective Song, I heard that you killed the dog trainer. It's very."

Out of courtesy, I also replied with a happy meeting, and then walked over.

Song Xingchen also walked over, and the sword **** asked: "So what is the bet?"

"One finger! I want to win back what I lost last time." The gambling master smoked a big cigar.

"Okay, that's it." The sword **** nodded.

"Let's get started!"

I took a deep breath, picked up the dice cup and shook it, put it on the table, and uncovered it. The numbers on the dice add up to blackjack. This is a small number, so I am a little worried.

Song Xingchen also picked up the dice cup, shook it for a while, put it down, and opened it for a total of 23 points.

Seeing this result, I felt a chill in my back, and we actually lost!

"This competition..." Grid was about to announce, and the gambling saint broke out: "Shut up, it's not your turn to speak here!"

Shut up his mouth in a grotesque manner.

The gambling saint picked up a cigar cutter and threw it in front of the sword god: "I wish to accept the bet."

I looked at the sword **** and whispered: "I'm sorry!"

The sword **** took off his glove. It was an old hand with wrinkles. He cut the cigar on his little finger and gently clipped it. The movement of the bone being cut was very infiltrating, and a little finger fell bloody. on the table.

He said: "Friend, do me a favor, we must win this challenge, otherwise the hostages will die."

The gambling saint said indifferently: "What does it have to do with me?"

The sword **** said without the slightest emotional fluctuations: "Last time I won, this time you won, we are a tie, but are you happy? If you are willing to give up, I promise you, I will accompany you next time. Take a gamble."

The gambling saint raised his eyebrows, seeming to be a little shaken, he grinned: "I will agree if I cut another one."

"Don't promise..." I cried.

"It's not up to the younger generation to speak here!" The gambling master shouted. When he showed a hideous expression, he made me feel a kind of fear in my bones. I think this is his true face.

Sword God calmly put the cigar cutter on the ring finger, and with a gentle force, the ring finger fell off, he quickly tapped the acupuncture point of his wrist, sealed the blood, and then took out a packet of fine powder Sprinkle it on the wound.

"Happy!" The gambling saint stood up: "This time, I am convinced that I lost."

"But..." Gege stopped talking.

"Do you have any comments?" With a cold eyes, the gambler slipped a metal playing card from his sleeve.

"No...no." Grid turned pale instantly.

The gambling saint made a please gesture: "Shall not be far away, everyone! Good luck to you!"

The God of Sword stood up, and when we walked to the elevator, the gambling saint said at the back: "Old friend, next time I want to play a bigger game, I will bet with you."

Walking into the elevator, looking at the **** lost by the sword god, I felt a deep guilt, and I said: "I killed you."

"No, you helped me." Dao Shen said: "This person is addicted to gambling, has a paranoid personality, selfish and indifferent. If you just won, he will never let us go! He can only follow his will. , He will show generosity...So, you lose well."

I can't see his face, and I don't know if he is comforting me. Looking at the two missing left fingers, I think this is the favor I owe him.

We came to the eighth floor. This floor was decorated with antiques and all kinds of antique furniture. Incense was burned in the incense burner. Inside the house was a screen with landscape paintings. A row of weapon racks lined the wall with various types of furniture. weapon.

This is an antique martial arts hall, but I didn't see where Guan Zhu is. There was a sound of water behind the screen, and the shadow of a graceful woman was cast on it by the light. Her posture was so perfect that she didn't dare to look at it.

The woman was getting dressed, and her crisp voice came from behind the screen: "I waited for too long, so I took a bath. It was really comfortable."

I don’t know if it’s my illusion. How come this voice seems to have been heard somewhere. There is only one female among the Seven Heavenly Kings, so there is no doubt that this person is a blood parrot.

"Blood Parrot, the challenger is here!" Grid said respectfully.

"What is his name?"

"Song Yang!"

"Oh, the famous Detective Song." As he said, the voice giggled and said: "It's a great honor."

When I heard the three words "Detective Song", I suddenly remembered a person, but I couldn't believe it. Is it really her?

Soon, a peerless beauty in a red Hanfu came out from behind the screen, her condensed skin was slightly flushed, and her bright and glaring eyes were fascinating. This look is even more beautiful than the last time she saw it.

Yes, she is Chu Yan's mother. I can't believe that she will be the blood parrot among the Seven Heavenly Kings!

"Song Yang, I said we would meet again." The blood parrot smiled slightly, and my face was flushed instantly. I thought I was dead, I would definitely lose this gesture, because facing this kind of woman with her own charm, my mind was already in chaos.

"Ok...what a coincidence." I said embarrassingly, and the sword **** touched me lightly behind, as if to remind me not to lose my mind.

But when I was in front of her, I didn't even have the courage to look up at her.

"Blood Parrot, is this game still in accordance with the original plan, and the sword?" Grid respectfully asked for instructions.

"No, this little brother doesn't know how to martial arts. Isn't it bullying? We are better than this..." The blood parrot stretched out her hand with two darts between her fingers. She smiled and asked me: "You can play !"

"It will be..." My heart thumped and thumped wildly, and I could already guess the ending.

"Please!"

I walked over in embarrassment, and when I walked in front of her, I smelled the damp fragrance of her body, which was even more distracting. I feel shameful for my vacillation, but I can't help myself, because the fragrance seems to contain special ingredients that stimulate male hormones.

It's not just me. Since her debut, the eyes of Police Officer Nie and Song Xingchen have become different. I think as long as it is a man, no one can resist her charm!

When I reached out to take the darts from her, my throat became dry with tension, and I asked: "How to compare?"

"Did you see the peony on the screen? Whoever shoots the closest, even if he wins!" the blood parrot replied.

I took a few deep breaths, calmed myself down, raised my right hand, aimed at the peony, and threw it out as hard as I could. The dart hit the peony petals. I was fortunate that it should be almost done.

The blood parrot smiled, bending his right hand on his chest, and holding a dart between his fingers. This gesture is what Song Xingchen usually does when he throws a hidden weapon.

I feel a chill in my body, it seems I'm going to lose!

With a ‘swish’, the flying marker flew out of her hand and flew straight to the screen like a line, and then fell precisely...outside the peony flower, only a few centimeters away from my dart.

"Oh, I lost." The blood parrot smiled.