Pokémon the Second Reality

Chapter 382 “He” and “Horse” (7)

"Are you kidding?" The woman took a step back, then took a step back, "This is impossible."

"You actually already know that, don't you?" Zheng Bufan restrained his smile slightly, "This contract is engraved in the depths of your soul with the ancient secret skills and the post-war covenant, and you will never be able to get rid of it in your life."

"No! I don't believe it!"

The woman shouted and ran towards the door at Zheng Bufan's feet.

"stop."

Two words popped out of Zheng Bufan's mouth, and the woman stopped at the door, unable to move in.

At this time, an old man in a suit and glasses walked out of the darkness at the door, holding a piece of paper full of words in his hand.

"signature."

The words in Zheng Bufan's mouth were like a curse, forcing the woman to pick up the pen in the old man's other hand and sign the three characters "Deng Xiaowei".

"You are of no use anymore. Just find a river and jump into it to end your life. Don't say anything."

Zheng Bufan's faint yet dangerous order was accepted by the woman.

Rose's back gradually disappeared into the darkness at the door, as if walking towards hell step by step.

Indeed.

"Are you kidding?" the boy said tremblingly.

"Didn't you also sign such a contract?" Zheng Bufan asked, "When you play games, you have to be aware of paying the price."

Then, he turned to look at a bodyguard standing quietly behind him

"Follow her and confirm her death."

The bodyguard nodded and stepped back step by step out of everyone's sight.

Zheng Bufan turned his head back and looked at the boy.

Suddenly, the boy felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake that was everywhere. Goosebumps rose on his skin, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

However, there was someone more nervous than him.

Do you think Rose is the first to lose? of course not.

The game on table 3 ended the fastest.

The two players at table 3 are Winemaker and Bison.

At the beginning, the bison was the king and won 50 chips. The winemaker bet 200 chips.

Then the bison proved to us that his muscles and brain capacity are not inversely proportional.

This is what he said before placing bets in the second round.

"Actually, none of you understand the true meaning of this game!

I bet 600 chips now, and you also have to pay 600 chips. At this time, you only have 375 chips left in your hand.

During this period, as long as I win a round, you have to pay 75 chips, which is 450 chips, and you don't have that many in your hand.

When you can't afford the chips, you lose. And the probability of me winning is 56. Wow ha ha ha ha"

The winemaker didn't say anything, he just started this round of the game.

The first game, top vs. top.

The bison didn't speak, but there was a streak of sweat on his cheeks.

Game two, center versus center.

Needless to say, the subsequent result was that the Bison lost.

"How is it possible, one in six"

The winemaker glanced at him, his eyes showing the wisdom brought by the years, and spoke in a calm tone.

"The first thing is, you think you have a chance to win, so you rush forward. In the first game, you are very likely to play a superior horse in order to be caught off guard.

The second thing is that after you failed in the first game, you felt empty, so you didn't dare to continue playing the big cards, but used the inferior horses.

One more thing, never underestimate your elders. "