Chapter 3340 The Dice of Doom
The captain threw her dice casually, and the positive number was four. Although it was not five or six, it was undoubtedly a larger number according to the preset rules, symbolizing good luck.
"Good luck." Freese praised, raising his hand to get the dice.
At this time, the captain narrowed his eyes slightly, quickly reached out to snatch the dice, and threw it again several times. The points were one, two, and five.
She was repeatedly confirming that there was no hidden problem with the die and that it was a truly ordinary die that relied on randomness to determine the numbers.
"Then it's my turn."
Frese reached out and picked up a dice about the size of a fingertip, placed it in the palm of his hand, then tilted his palm, letting the dice roll down and bounce around on the table several times.
The number of heads up is one.
"Huh..."
With a hint of ridicule on his lips, Freese picked up the dice again and threw them several times in various ways. Without exception, the result was one, two, and three, which was considered bad luck according to the pre-set rules.
"This is the first time I've seen him. It's really unfortunate. I sympathize deeply." The captain put away his slightly unsightly legs and stood up, showing respect for Frese's fate.
She knew that there were some casino masters who could control the dice points through subtle tricks and cheating props, but this was obviously not the case now. The dice were just ordinary dice, and the throwing method was very casual, and there was no sign of magic manipulation.
After a moment, the captain withdrew his eyes from the dice and reminded: "But it's time for you to leave. The Demon Strike Team is very sensitive to your misfortune. I hope you respect everyone's lives."
"My unique misfortune will not be contagious as long as it does not touch my body directly." Frese sighed and put away the small dice on the table. He was not surprised to be driven away.
"I know, and I believe what you say, but heart disease is difficult to cure."
The captain issued a strong eviction order. Your bad luck just proves that there is a force affecting your "luck". It exists and is an unstable factor that cannot be controlled.
I can't joke about the safety of the Demon Strike Team.
Frese bowed slightly to greet him, "You are the first lady to take the initiative to sit in front of me. I hope my bad luck will not cause you trouble."
"How could it be? Who can criticize you for your natural constitution?" The captain did not feel disgusted at all, but showed a tolerant smile.
Friese pulled the collar of his white coat, as if to cover his face. Without saying anything more, he stood up and walked out the door. Wherever he walked, the hunters subconsciously stepped back a little distance, as if they were hiding. A god of plague.
The captain kept his vigilant gaze on Fris until he was sure that he had left the gate of the Demon Strike Team and disappeared into the street. Then he looked back and breathed a sigh of relief.
Then she suddenly raised her eyebrows, turned half of her body, and rubbed her slender fingers vigorously, as if to rub away some dirt and dust.
"Wash your hands with disinfectant immediately. No, take a bath and put some transparent grass juice that has a purifying effect."
The captain hurriedly prepared to leave, but the moment he turned around, his steps suddenly stiffened, because at the door of the demon strike team's hall, there was a very young man looking at her, with a smile in his eyes as if to say, "I see." It’s down to your little moves”.
Ye Lin heard from Celia that the champagne lady had mysophobia.
Uh...
The captain who discovered the little secret was stunned on the spot. She was extremely embarrassed for a moment, and her beautiful face was stiff. She had only shown her openness and tolerance to Friss half a minute ago, which made the other party respect her. With gratitude.
In the blink of an eye, as soon as Friss left, she secretly rubbed her fingers that had taken the dice. The key was that this series of attitude changes and small actions were discovered by others.
If word gets out that the captain also discriminates against those who are born with misfortune, then the gentle, open-minded and generous image she has worked so hard to build will be ruined.
The captain quickly visualized the image of the other person in his mind. Although he was wearing a hat and a mask, covering half of his face, you could tell from his body shape and temperament that he was a young man. His black eyes were deep and bright. He was smiling, and the hair that was not covered by his ears was also black.
Hiss~
After thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is no such number one person in the Demon Strike Team. It's bad. As the captain, we can't suppress him and tell him to stop talking nonsense.
The commander-in-chief suddenly thought about it, had an idea, and took the initiative to walk towards Ye Lin, who was wearing a hat and mask.
Her image is dignified and beautiful, with exquisite facial features, charming figure, and various charms. Every move she makes strongly attracts the hunters in the Demon Strike Team Hall. Many men's breathing slows down unconsciously, and so do the female hunters. Showing admiration and envy.
"I'll buy you a cup of coffee." The captain looked at the man who was still wearing a mask.
Wow~
In an instant, the hall of the Demon Strike Team was like water dropping into a frying pan. There were many voices of shock and discussion. Unfriendly eyes were staring at Ye Lin like hungry wolves, wanting to take off his mask to see what happened. What kind of person can win the favor of the captain?
The captain's garnet-red eyes suddenly glowed with light. She used some kind of rare clairvoyance technique, which allowed her to see people through walls, see through everything, and detect disguises.
"Strange, looks familiar~" the captain whispered in her heart. She was sure that this was the first time she met the man in front of her.
"You still have something to do, okay." The captain curled his lips a little, nodded, and turned around to leave the hall of the Demon Strike Team without giving him a chance to answer.
She doesn't need to specifically warn the other person to "stop talking", a smart person will understand what she means.
Moreover, after she was so involved just now, no one would believe or care if the other party said "the captain despises people who are plagued by bad luck".
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In the white porcelain bathtub with slightly hot steam floating around, the water is filled to three-quarters level, and a drop of transparent grass juice is added, and a quiet and clean charm arises spontaneously, filling the room.
A body as white as winter snow, flawless, with charmingly high breasts and hips. When lying in the bathtub, three-quarters of the water line slowly rose to almost overflowing.
A few minutes later, the captain suddenly opened his eyes, "I remembered, I saw him in the newspaper, the adventurer,"
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Frese left the headquarters of the Demon Strike Team, glanced at the rather dazzling sunlight in the sky, pulled his collar higher, turned and walked towards another street and another direction.
Ye Lin, who was a few steps late, did not lose sight of him, and discovered that the place where Friss was heading was a slum area, and it was the slum area transformed from a small square where Zinas was.
Ye Lin did not go in with him, but waited outside. A few minutes later, Fris was kicked out by a group of agitated people. Some even threatened him with daggers and told him to get out.
"Are you playing dice?" Ye Lin fiddled with an ordinary six-sided dice in his hand and looked askance at Friss who was driven out.
Before Freese could refuse, he explained his rules, "Four, five, and six are bad luck, one, two, and three are good luck. Let's try it."
"Okay."
Freese would not refuse to play dice with others, even if the outcome was often predetermined.
Ye Lin hid the influence of all his abilities, including the supremacy of divine power and the good luck brought about by too many Siatts. He tossed the dice a few times at will, and the points were one, two, and six.
Frith took the dice from him and tossed them three times. The numbers were five, five, and four.
"Ha...I've tried them all." Freese was not surprised at all by the three numbers and laughed at himself: "Whether it's a six-sided dice, a twelve-sided dice, a twenty-sided dice, etc., as long as it's determined in advance Within the scope of misfortune, I will always hit.”
Ye Lin nodded to show that he knew, and asked: "Leave aside your bad luck for now, why do you spread the belief in mirrors in the slums, and what good does it do to you."
"Mirror..."
Friese's eyes were confused for a moment, and then he said subconsciously: "I threw the dice in front of the mirror, and then, the reflection in the mirror gave me the opposite number."