Chapter 1 Lin Fan returns after rebirth

Chapter 662 Lend Me 100

As soon as Chumaxian was mentioned, the strong man couldn't hide the hatred on his face.

But after venting a few words, he calmed down, suppressed the hatred in his heart, and said with a smile:

"This is all trouble on our side. Although it is not as peaceful as yours in the wide area, at least the Immortals can't hit our side."

After the two of them chatted in detail, Lin Fan roughly figured out what the Immortal was.

It was strangely different from the contract I knew before.

They took quietly opposite routes.

It is anti-contract.

In other words, from a human contract with a weird one, to a weird contract with a human being.

The advantage of this is that those weird ones will fight on their own, and the weird skills are also used by weird people. They don't need to pay the price every time they use weird skills.

The disadvantages are also very obvious, and all the weird requirements must be met.

If they get bored and want you to commit suicide, you will have to die too.

Like those who are murderous and murderous, chopping up their biological parents is commonplace.

But also because they are anti-contracts, their combat ability is as good as that of two, or even three.

It is impossible for ordinary contractors to defeat Chumaxian.

In the face of absolute strength, there will naturally be groups of admirers.

They don't care about what they need to do, they only care about how strong they can be after doing so.

This is also the reason why many cults can endure in human society for a long time.

Therefore, since its development, Chumaxian has occupied half of the Northeast.

Its scale of power far exceeds that of Jianghai City.

However, large scale does not mean strong.

It is no exaggeration to say that if they all mobilized, they would never be able to get even half a step into Jianghai City.

Even killing one person is difficult.

But this is only for Jianghai City.

In contrast, the emergency team headquarters, as well as gambling villages and the like, all avoided him.

No one wants to break up with Chu Maxian.

"Why don't they dare to break into this gambling village?"

The old man murmured to himself, according to what the strong man said, unless it is a force like Jianghai City and the headquarters of the emergency team.

Otherwise, there is no way to stop Chu Maxian.

According to the current living environment of Gambling Village, they might as well just destroy this contiguous village and settle in it.

Turn the so-called dual trends in the Northeast into one global trend.

The strong man also heard the old man talking to himself, but did not answer.

Because he doesn't know either.

Logically speaking, they should have fallen long ago.

But so far, let alone an attack, not even a single person from the Immortal has appeared.

It's just that they have been worried.

His own guess was that maybe the god was so powerful that even the immortals were afraid of him.

Who knows.

Because it is a village built on the vacant land where the city has disappeared.

So the area is still city-like.

Even the prototype of the road still exists.

The group of people walked for about an hour before reaching the center of the city.

In the center of the city, it was surrounded by various roadblocks by strong men.

Surrounded in the middle was a 'person' with only the upper half of his body remaining embedded on a gambling table.

It was playing with the dice with both hands, enjoying itself.

That obsessed look is like a real gambler who is willing to lose everything for gambling.

"You win...hehe, you lose."

As soon as it opened its dice cup, there were three dices inside, and the amount on it was greater than the ratio of the three dice on the opposite side.

The man in front of him saw his five fingers cut off instantly.

A scream broke through the sky, so sharp that it made people's hearts inexplicably tighten.

The immortal master in front of him was also laughing so wildly that he even burst into tears.

If you look closely, you will also find that not all tears are caused by laughter.

The strong man and others stopped here.

"It is the Immortal Master. As long as you have enough chips, you can get everything, including leaving the village."

Speaking of leaving the village, the strong man emphasized:

"When three people leave the village, they can only shake it once. If they win, they can pay it out. The chips are about... 900 ghost notes."

300 Ming notes per person.

The bargaining chip for leaving the village is equal to three days of food.

Although it doesn't sound like much, it is a measure of the psychology of ordinary people.

Just imagine, even if you win, there is a [-]% risk of dying if you leave the village.

With this idea, who would choose to take risks with three days of food?

Boiling a frog in warm water is the situation at this moment.

Except for food, any other rewards are more expensive, which makes them just willing to survive day by day.

After all, not everyone has the courage to be a hero.

"Lend me 100 million...who lends me 100 million? I only need to shake it once, just once, and the 100 million will be returned in full!"

While Lin Fan and others were staying, they saw an unshaven old man kneeling in front of the roadblock. He kowtowed to everyone who passed by and excitedly asked for help.

"One million...Whoever has one million, I only need to shake it once..."

The old man couldn't help but shake his head after looking at it, "Is money still useful now? 100 Ming notes can be exchanged for hundreds of millions, right?"

The strong man replied: "He is talking about Ming Chao."

"One million ghost notes? Are you sure?!"

"You'd better speak Chinese."

The strong man shrugged helplessly, without the slightest hint of ridicule.

Instead, he took out a few compressed biscuits from his pocket and handed them to the uncle who was kneeling on the ground.

"I don't want food, I want 100 million, lend me 100 million, shake it once, just once! I can do anything, whatever you ask me to do."

The unshaven uncle firmly grasped the strong man's sleeves, his face full of pleading.

"Sorry, I don't have that much money, but I still have 100 with me. How about I help you get it together?"

The strong man took out another 100 yuan note. The unshaven uncle held it tightly and said gratefully:

"Okay...ok, I already have five or six hundred, and I will definitely be able to make up one million..."

Seeing his helpless and desolate look, the immortal master not far away suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hurry up, come together, come together, just roll the dice, any wish can come true, come on, come on, next one~!"

As soon as Master Xian spoke, the villagers lined up outside the roadblock hurriedly ran over.

"I haven't eaten for a day, please... give me something to eat."

"Come on, come on, what's your bet on the table?"

"Five…five fingers!"

"Okay!"

There was another gurgling sound, and the sound stopped.

The villagers opened their dice cups cautiously.

Three five.

Master Xian, six hundred and twenty one.

"You win!"

The immortal waved his hand, and several kilograms of meat, several kilograms of vegetables, a small bag of rice, and even water appeared on the gambling table out of thin air.

Lin Fan looked at it from a distance and made a rough calculation. This was not enough for one day.

As long as you live frugally, a week won't be a problem.

That means eating and drinking uncontrollably in order to finish the day's quota.

The villagers excitedly picked up the meat and vegetables, kowtowed and said:

"Thank you, thank you Master Xian, I, I, I... I will definitely live up to expectations and live a good life!"

The immortal laughed again, this time he didn't cry until he laughed, but nodded repeatedly.

"Eat and drink enough, let's continue gambling!"

The winning villager came out carrying a pile of food. When passing the unshaven uncle, he did not forget to take out a small piece of meat.

"Sorry, I don't have money, so... I'll give you this."

No one in the village laughed at the uncle. They even gave out a little of the food they had won with their fingers.

Lin Fan couldn't help but look at him twice.

"Who is this person?"

The strong man looked at the uncle quietly.

"Captain of the emergency team."