The casino in Fuyuki City is a very interesting place. You can get a glimpse of the aesthetic taste of the owner of the casino just from the exterior buildings.

A typical baroque building with a free and unrestrained appearance and a magnificent interior. Walking up to the second floor, all you can see is the protective color formed by the mixture of lacquer gold, stone green and stone blue. The interspersed curved surfaces and ellipses can easily make people feel that time and space are confused.

Gambling in such a gorgeous building would have caused great psychological pressure, not to mention the situation where everyone was watching. If another person sat across from Gilgamesh, he would probably be caught by the other party's carelessness before the market opened. The attitude of dispelling more than 5% of the belief in winning the game, coupled with the addition of his golden rule, it is estimated that no matter what he does, he will not get a "lose" situation, right?

Gilgamesh is sure to win.

Everyone thought so, and he himself took it for granted.

"A bunch of scum, it's so boring." He yawned, physical tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and his face became smooth and fair again with a light wipe of his hand, "Is there anyone else who wants to try?" Leaning on the back of the chair With a bored look on his face, his feet were raised high on the edge of the gaming table, and the chips he had already filled up the space behind him.

"Is there anyone else you want to try?" The leading deputy manager was sweating. The blond-haired guest had already swept the venue. To him, they were no different from ATMs. He is very capable now. Someone came out to stop him, immediately, immediately.

"Let me try it!" Senju Bashirama came out from the crowd, his face did not have the shock and fear of others when they saw the God of Gambling, only eager to try that, and that enthusiastic smile made almost Everyone who saw him was stunned. With such a calm expression, he must be a master!

Sitting on both sides of the gambling table must have the same weight. His black cards could almost make up a deck of flower cards, and he casually gave the waiter one and asked him to exchange the same weight for Senshou Zhujian.

Seeing his familiar card-drawing posture, the onlookers were even more uproarious. Isn't this too generous? !

"What are they doing?" Watching Senju Hashirama and Gilgamesh walk to the roulette wheel, Indra finally asked softly. He is much younger than Uchiha Madara, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a boy. His era lacked such entertainment, and as the next generation heir of the Ninja sect, he was accustomed to spending his free time on cultivation, and he was still a little ignorant of the embryonic form of gambling that existed in their era, let alone this era After the collision of local and foreign cultures, the gambling culture has flourished.

"Who knows." Uchiha Madara is not Senju Hashirama, how could he know about gambling, he called a waiter and told him, "You explain to him."

"Okay." His waiter bowed deeply, and then he talked about how to play the turntable in an unassuming way. He can even clearly state the source and historical development, which is considered a talent.

Isn't it just an advanced game of guessing dice?Madara Uchiha raised his eyebrows, and walked towards the direction where Senju Hashirama was. This kind of game is simply impossible to escape in his Shulunsan, but for Senju Hashirama, he is almost the least good at it. Gambling way, God knows how he would choose to play this.

What Uchiha Madara thought was right, the dragon-tiger battle imagined by others did not appear, the battle situation was almost one-sided harvesting trend, Senju Bashima lost a complete defeat, and the weights were sent to Jill in piles Gamesh's side, and even the oldest king who is very confident in his golden rule is a little surprised.

But the surprise was only momentary, and he didn't know what he thought of and let out a few wild laughs: "It's too interesting, you bastard!"

A demigod who is obsessed with human gambling games, what the hell is going on?

Senju Zhuma lost with tears in his eyes. He looked back at Uchiha Madara pitifully, like a large dog with ears and tail pulled down, Uchiha Madara gave a "tsk" with a rather impatient expression , but he still walked up to Senju Hashirama, "Change." He said to the waiter, "I'll replace this guy for the next few games." He also said to Indra who was still standing in the crowd. He beckoned, "Come here, just to practice your eyesight." That upright posture was almost calling his own junior, but Indra really passed by.

"I don't need you to teach me how to train my eyesight." He glared at Uchiha Madara, and stood beside him, with a severe and rigid expression on his face, but in Madara's eyes, he seemed to be pretending to be mature.

"Tch..." Madara also sneered, then turned his head and glanced at Senju Bashirama. He was sweating profusely as he watched Uchiha Madara's face covered with the words "saved". It was exactly the same when he was led out of the casino for the first time.

He really forgets to eat but not to fight, he thought so and finally turned his head to face Gilgamesh.

After being ignored by Uchiha Madara for so long, he didn't lose his temper. On the contrary, the vertical pupil that only beasts have is full of interest at this time. After looking back and forth between these few people, he finally settled on Uchiha Madara body.

"Let's get started." He told the croupier.

"Yes."

There is room for maneuver in this game of roulette. As long as the croupier is skilled enough, he can cast the numbers he wants. Distorted out of shape, almost like gravity, the ball is naturally attracted to the number Gilgamesh casts.

"Huh." Uchiha Madara snorted coldly, and then his eyes instantly turned into reincarnation eyes. In terms of gravitational manipulation, who can compare with him who has reincarnation eyes?Even the moon can hit the sky, and the small steel ball is not worth mentioning at all.

Letting members of the Uchiha family gamble is simply cheating!

"Win!" The few people present did not speak yet, but the crowd watching the match was in an uproar. If those flushed faces were seen by people who didn't know, they must think that they were the ones who won a large amount of gambling money.

"You actually won!" They almost shouted long live, "The undefeated record of the God of Gamblers has finally been broken!"

Uchiha Madara doesn't have the stinking problem of Senju Bashirama in gambling, he just wins back the weight he lost and accepts it as soon as it is good, and then transfers a small part of the winning money to Senju Bashirama to let him Going to play steel balls, he ignored Qianju Zhujian's sad face and pointed to the large amount of gambling money and asked Indra, "Is there anything you want to play?"

Indra ignored the background sound of "I want, I want" in Qianjuzhujian, thought for a while and said, "No." He said, "This kind of game is meaningless at all, and only Asura will indulge in this kind of game." It's a game." Even though he said that, he didn't show the slightest bit of blame or disgust, "That's right" he suddenly remembered something, "The one who was on the opposite side just now was a Heroic Spirit." Although he himself was considered a half-baked Heroic Spirit Not on it, but I can still perceive other heroic spirits. Although I don’t think it’s an important thing, I still reminded Uchiha Madara responsibly. This real character is quite cute.

"Ah, is it?" Uchiha Madara casually, he can feel that the person is not an ordinary person, but it is impossible to know whether it is a heroic spirit, but since Indra said so, they will meet sooner or later.

But speaking of that Heroic Spirit really made him feel uncomfortable. He remembered the other party's eyes looking at prey. Next time he meets this kind of guy, he should give him a good beating.

He led Indra out of the casino, and threw the Senshouzhujian inside. Anyway, he only left him with a little money to play the pachinko. , Uchiha Madara took Indra out of the door swaggeringly, only to find that the heroic spirit who had just said that he was upset was leaning on the motorcycle and waiting for him.

This motorcycle... Madara's eyes narrowed, and the feeling of unhappiness in his heart became more intense. I said before that he is a very fashionable Uchiha, and he has also played motorcycles in this world, okay? Nana also waved his hand and gave him a motorcycle that could fill a garage. Although he didn't want to admit it, his favorite among them was the one Gilgamesh was leaning on now.

Of course, Uchiha Madara's locomotive is black and red, while Gilgamesh's is black and gold.

Gee, vulgar colors.

"You dare to play tricks when gambling with the king, you are so brave, bastard!" Although Gilgamesh uttered wild words, there was no dissatisfaction on his face. Rather than being provocative, it might be better to say that he came to see Uchiha on purpose. How will the bruise react.

"!" Gilgamesh jumped back suddenly, and his clothes were changed into armed armor in an instant. A secluded alley off the beaten track.

"Don't you dare to set your feet on the ground?" Uchiha Madara took out the fan of flames from the seal. It was the fan that was used to attack Gilgamesh just now. He pointed at Gilgamesh with the giant fan in his hand, "You It goes really well with street lights."

Gilgamesh, who was standing on the street lamp, felt a strong sense of ridicule. When he moved his mind, a large area of ​​different space appeared behind him, and the sharp ends of various weapons poured out of the treasure house.

"Apologize with death, bastard!" His pupils shrank suddenly, and the weapon was thrown out with lightning speed.

Gilgamesh and Madara Uchiha made such a big noise, which naturally attracted other people. It happened that Kotomine Kirei happened to pass by, and hurried over at the moment he felt the fluctuation of magic power. The scene where Uchiha Madara and Gilgamesh fight.

"Master, Archer is fighting with the enemy's heroic spirit." I don't know what the messenger said. He looked at Madara Uchiha for a long time and then said, "I don't know, it should be a treasure that conceals the identity of the heroic spirit."

"But it is undoubtedly a very powerful Heroic Spirit, Archer's attack was restrained."

Uchiha Madara who was killed by Heroic Spirit: I am really sorry that I am not a Heroic Spirit!

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