Thriller Paradise Chapter 887: Gambling game

November 8th, eight o'clock in the morning. ⊙The top culmination novel,

Feng Bujue finished the morning run, took some flatbread fried dough sticks and soy milk along the way, and returned home.

"Huh? Get up." When he walked into the living room, he found Ruo Yu sitting in front of his computer, looking at something seriously.

"Ah? Ah..." After seeing Brother Jue, Ruoyu hurriedly responded, and said, "I just look at the webpage..."

"I didn't ask you what you were looking at." Feng Bujue moved a stool to Ruoyu's side and sat down with a blank face, and put breakfast on the computer table, "You look like a guilty conscience. What is it?"

"Who..." Ruoyu's voice was quite high when she said the first word, but when she met Brother Shang Jue's eyes at close range, she immediately lost her confidence, "...being a thief..."

"Isn’t it just taking a peek at my saved manuscript, did you think I didn’t know?" Feng Bujue smiled and said, "Actually, you just want to watch it, why are you sneaking? Of."

"You...how do you know that I've seen it before?" Ruoyu asked with some confusion.

"Actually, I don't know." Feng Bujue shrugged. "That sentence just lied to you, but now I know."

"Hmm..." Ruo Yuxu raised her eyes and stared at Feng Bujue with a very unpleasant look, but she couldn't think of what to say.

"Heh... alright, let’s have breakfast." Feng Bujue seemed to enjoy the process of "mocking" the female heroine of Li, but he just finished the order, "It just happens to be able to watch while eating. Look at the next round of the match."

He opened the topic naturally, and quickly took the mouse from Ruoyu, and clicked on the official website of Dream Company.

Although I think that the internet speed of my brother's house is good, and the server used by Dream Company is also very good, but at this time point to open Dream Company's webpage, it will still be a bit stuck...

At this stage of the s2 rematch, there are only 64 remaining teams. It can be said that... the next games are almost where the two teams compete. It's so exciting.

Therefore, just after eight o'clock, a large number of netizens are undoubtedly paying attention to the newly released "third-round matchmaking list".

"Oh oh~ all kinds of familiar faces in the remaining teams." After more than ten seconds, the match map on the web page was refreshed. Feng Bujue just glanced at it and said this.

"Our opponent is..." Ruoyu searched for their "Hell Frontline" matchup information in the picture first, "...well, here..." She fixed her eyes, "Yes...' Corpse Sword First Team'?..."

"Ha..." Feng Bujue laughed while tearing open the fritters from his hands. "We really have a relationship with the corpse knife. We met twice in three games, and they were the second team and the first team."

"Fortunately, you can still put on this relaxed look..." Ruoyu took a slice of fried dough sticks from Brother Jue, and before putting it in his mouth, said, "...You are in the first round. The trouble is not over yet, right? This is all right... In the next sixteen hours, the corpse knife will definitely do everything possible to put pressure on you and Qinqin, as long as it can bring you even a little bit. Psychological impact... They are also considered successful."

"However...they are doomed to fail." Feng Bujue continued, "Because I plan to let Miss Ann replace her. Even if she is blown up by the opponent, it will not affect the game." He Shrugged and smiled, "As for me...you know me."

"Yes, even if someone tells you. You will die tomorrow, it won't affect your game state today, right?" Ruoyu continued.

"That's not necessarily..." Feng Bujue took a sip of soy milk and glanced at Ruo Yu, "If I knew I would die tomorrow. I probably wouldn't spend my time on the game."

"Don't stare at me with such squinting eyes." Ruo Yu didn't even notice his brother, so he vomited coldly.

"Okay..." Brother Jue pursed his lower lip and looked away. I also shifted the topic, "As usual... I still do the work of studying the video of the enemy's game." He paused, "I log in to the game after breakfast (it is more efficient to watch the video in the game world. And Jue can use his super-brain speed in the data world to observe and analyze), if you watch it at eight times speed... you should be able to watch most of their games before noon."

"Thanks for your hard work..." Ruo Yu said, picked up the plastic cup, drank the soy milk in the cup with a straw, and then continued, "I have nothing to do today, let me make it for lunch."

"Okay~" Feng Bujue's eyes turned, and he continued, "Or...every game day in the future, you will cook."

"Yes." Ruoyu replied, "In theory, except for tomorrow's zero o'clock game, even if we reach the finals all the way to the final, there will be at most five games left. In addition to these five meals, this year is left. How about you are responsible for all the next days?"

"Listen to this...you have to live with me until the end of the year..." Feng Bujue tentatively asked a question that he was more interested in, borrowing the donkey from the slope.

"I love staying for as long as I want." Ruoyu replied coldly.

"Hey, hey... it seems that this should be said by my master..." Guo Ge said with a vacant eye, "Although I just rent here..."

"Since you said the same... then I will live until you buy a house." Ruoyu continued.

"I bought a house and you move into the house I bought, right..." Feng Bujue's mouth twitched.

"It depends on the situation." Ruo Yu said.

"What's the situation?" Feng Bujue continued.

"If you behave well, when you buy a house...maybe I can consider writing my name on your real estate certificate." Ruoyu said that, somehow she turned her head away." In that way, the house is not yours alone, and half of mine."

"Huh~" However, Feng Bujue's reaction was... his eyes widened, and he said in a spitting tone, "As if you are taking half of my property right or rewarding my face?"

Obviously, Jue, who was a wise one, didn't hear the overtones of Ruoyu's words at this point of view.

"I'm full." Two seconds later, Ruoyu put aside the leftover breakfast and walked to the room, "I'll change my clothes and go shopping for groceries, you can do it yourself."

The words were not finished, the man had entered the bedroom and the door was closed.

"Most of the time...you appear to be very clever~" At this moment, Ashas, ​​a few meters away, said in a helpless tone. Turning his back to Brother Jue said, "But sometimes, you are so stupid that people want to smoke you."

"Huh?" Feng Bujue said, "What happened to me?"

"Take your time to figure it out, meow." Assas said, he jumped off the sofa and walked slowly to the bathroom, "Don't ask me... I'm so anxious that I'm almost **** by you. "

The cat has stayed in Jue brother's house for a long time, and his vomiting skills are obvious. She said this and ran into the bathroom. He closed the door.

"What are the nerves of everyone..." Feng Bujue shrugged, muttered, and continued to read his website...

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At ten o'clock that night, the corpse knife studio, the chairman's room.

A man in a suit and leather shoes, carrying a suitcase, visited here this night...

And the one waiting for him in the chairman's room is naturally the "boss" of the corpse knife.

The chairman of the corpse knife is named Jiang Daode, forty-five years old. Natives of s city. At the age of fourteen, he moved overseas with his parents and graduated from Seoul National University. After graduation, he returned to China to start a business and was once elected as one of the top ten outstanding youths at the provincial level.

He is now a well-known entrepreneur. It can be regarded as one of the pioneers in the development period of the domestic game industry.

But who would have thought that such a man with a glamorous resume, good abilities, worth over 100 million, and a very patriotic name... also has a special identity that is unknown.

"I don't know what is the meaning of this meeting? Mr. Ouyang." Jiang Daode looked at Ouyang Jian who was sitting across from the desk, and said with a sullen face, "I think my secretary has clearly conveyed to you Passed. Regarding the dispute between your client and the corpse knife, you should communicate with the legal department of our company. Even if you come to me...it won’t change much."

"Mr. Jiang. I think you have misunderstood something." Although Ouyang Jian is a dozen years younger than Jiang Daode, but his calm demeanor is not inferior to the middle-aged man in front of him, "I am today Coming here, I was only entrusted by my client to bring you something." As he said, he picked up the suitcase on the carpet on the right hand side and placed it on the table between him and Jiang Daode. on.

Jiang Daode's expression changed slightly when he saw this, but he did not show any panic; he also knew in his heart...This is not a movie, and the other party does not necessarily bring a bomb to see him.

Soon, Ouyang Jian opened the suitcase and pointed the inside of the opened lid at Jiang Daode. The latter looked up and found a monitor embedded in the lid; and at this moment, a man's face was reflected on the monitor.

"What does this mean?" Jiang Daode asked as he took out a cigar from the humidor on the table and put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, "Who are you?"

"Who I am, you know very well." Feng Bujue on the screen tilted his head and looked at Jiang Daode with a smile.

"Mr. Ouyang." Jiang Daode played with the cigar in his hand, and glanced at Ouyang Jian, "This is your client?" He didn't wait for Ouyang Jian to answer, so he sneered and continued, " Heh... Is he trying to intercede with me through a video call?"

Ouyang Jian laughed but said nothing.

"I just want to play a game with you." Two seconds later, Feng Bujue still answered, "You can treat it as...a game."

When he heard the word "gambling game", Jiang Daode's eyes clearly flashed a strange light, but he still replied calmly on the surface: "Young man, I am very busy. I stayed most of the night. Not going home at the company is not to accompany you to play games." He said in a tone like elders instructing younger generations, "I don't know what you think you are doing, but I advise you... Keep your feet on the ground, not everyone will come to accompany you to play those naive and boring tricks."

After saying this, Jiang Daode planned to reach out and close the suitcase.

But...

"Mr. Jiang." Feng Bujue's mouth wore a wicked smile, and quickly answered, "As far as I know...In recent years, you haven't been back to'home' much, right?"

Jiang Daode's hand froze, and his eyes changed.

"Later than today, even if you don’t stay in the company, you won’t go back to the so-called'home'..." Feng Bujue smiled. Women who can be their own daughters are more popular..."

"Feng Bujue!" Jiang Daode stared at the screen with a cold expression, "You still think that your mouth is not causing enough trouble, don't you? I tell you...it’s better to be careful when speaking, like me. People, if you want to punish you, it’s like squeezing an ant to death!"

"You have a total of four mansions in city s, one of which is registered under your own name. Currently your wife lives with your father-in-law and mother-in-law." Feng Bujue ignored the other's threats, and continued, "and another Three places...are registered under the names of three young women. In the past six or seven years, except for the holidays and the period when your son came back to visit relatives, you have basically never returned to your home. 'Go overnight."

"I warn you..." Jiang Daode ignored what Brother Jiang said. He pointed his finger at the screen and glared at him, "...Don't think you are a public figure when you write a third-rate novel. I can let you for half a year. Believe it or not?"

"Heh..." Feng Bujue smiled even more, and continued to ignore the other party, and continued, "Of course, nowadays... an entrepreneur like you has two, three, four, or something, then It's also not surprising; legally speaking... this kind of you-willing deal will not make you a lawsuit." At this point, his tone changed, "Well...but I heard... Mr. Jiang, you seem to be considering going into politics recently... If you are in the process of running for XX representative and XX committee... if you expose that kind of lace news, the impact will not be very good, right?"

"Mr. Ouyang!" Jiang Daode stood up and looked at Ouyang Jian, "Have you heard that? What does your client mean? Extortion?"

"Haha..." Ouyang Jian chuckled slightly, "If what he just said is considered extortion, then Mr. Jiang, your sentence of'killing you' is an attempted murder, and the sentence'let you make you within half a year 'Begging' is intimidating~IndoMTL.com~Jiang Daode was speechless by Ouyang Jian. In the face of this litigation stick and the lunatic on the other side of the video, he wanted to rely on logic and language to take advantage of the negotiation. The upper hand is obviously impossible...

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, let's open the skylight and speak bright words." At this time, Feng Bujue spoke again, "First of all, turn off the cigar-shaped recording device in your hand..."

As soon as this remark came out, Jiang Daode was stunned.

"Unless...you want to make the content of our conversation public, or you really plan to put that thing in your mouth and sniff..." Feng Bujue continued with a smile.

"Huh..." Jiang Daode snorted coldly. Although he didn't know how Brother Jue saw through this "recorded cigar", since it had been exposed, he could only angrily break it off and throw it away. Drop.

"Very well, then... let's get to the point." Brother Jue straightened his expression and said solemnly, "I don't have much time. I have to log in to the game before twelve o'clock, so... …Listen well...'Gambling Huangzhai' member——Mr. Jiang Daode, next...between you and me, there will be an official gambling game." (To be continued...)