I used to believe in science

The sixth floor of the casino is the top floor, which is divided into rooms. Constantine walked directly to the sixth room at the end. There was a table inside, and the two people who were already sitting raised their heads when they walked in.Antoinette saw the all-black eyeballs of two people flashing past for a moment, obviously not human.

"Konstantin." One of them sat up a little bit and looked at them. After moving his facial muscles a few times, he smiled strangely. "What wind brought you here."

"Nolin." Antoinette didn't expect Constantine to still have friendship with him, and now he just pulled out a chair and sat down as if in his own home, "I heard you got some good things, a small Small compass."

"Interesting." The other party raised one eyebrow and almost laughed out loud, "Then what do you bet on?"

Constantine fumbled in his pocket and found a pack of cigarettes, poured out one slowly and lit it, and picked the "mystery room" out of the window with his chin.

From the angle of their eye level outside the window, an ancient house looms.

Another person who was slumped on the chair and didn't care about the conversation also sat up straight. He and his companion glanced at each other, turned around again, his eyes were full of tricks, and almost couldn't wait to slap on the table to "deal."

Antoinette didn't like casinos, and usually she tried to avoid them, because even if she tried to avoid them, her genius brain was still unconsciously memorizing and counting cards.And when she wants to win, it becomes hard to lose.

She recalled some of the card playing skills and conversion formulas that Rhett had mentioned to her in her spare time, and unknowingly, there were more and more chips in front of her.

Even Konstantin, who was sitting across from her, gave her a surprised look, "I didn't know you were good at this."

"Theoretically, it's all part of mathematics. Probability, weighting, and functions may even have a bit of psychology." Antoinette pushed all the chips out.

Constantine looked at her, shook his head and smiled, and withdrew his cards. With this bad hand, he could only make a pair of fives and was uncompetitive, but he was not panicked at all.Norlin looked at his cards and then at the situation on the field. His companion had no chips left and could only rely on himself, which made him look a bit entangled.Greed finally got the upper hand when Constantine pulled out a key and twirled it between his fingers.He twisted the upper card again, and finally stretched out his hand to push all the chips out.

Now that the situation has become clear, Antoinette turned the five cards on the table and spread them out one by one, a straight flush. This is a card that has almost reached its peak. No wonder she has the confidence to put all the bets on it. .

However, Nolin smiled, and Antoinette looked a little wretched. He sat up, leaned against the edge of the table, and threw a deck of cards to the center of the table. The five cards that were just laid out were arranged in order to form a Royal Flush .

The scene became extremely quiet for a moment.Norlin looked triumphantly at Constantine and Antoinette, the latter shook his head, so Constantine confirmed it and turned his head, "Nolin, Norlin."

Antoinette was [-]% sure that it was impossible for them to make up this deck of cards. They only used four decks of cards for the game, and for the sake of convenience, they did not adopt the anti-counting method of throwing half and half of the cards. Antoinette was almost certain of what was in the decked cards.

Constantine got a testimony from her, so he shook his head and tapped his hands on the table, "Your eyesight may not be very good, I suggest you go see an ophthalmologist."

The surface of that deck of cards was like a layer of fog, peeling off at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a pair of aces in the end.

"Is there no ophthalmology department in hell?" Constantine stretched out his hand, and the small box placed by Norin's desk flew into his hand.

"You're deceitful!" Norlin stood up, followed by his companion who was twice as tall.

Constantine was still leaning on the chair. He opened the box for confirmation, then closed it again and held it in his hand. "Technically, we have used some tricks, but who is really cheating?" He raised his eyes, "Who didn't Ever seen hell magic?"

Norin blushed, and he scanned under the table with one hand, and the whole thick solid wood table flew up over their heads and hit the wall behind them.

The gust of wind above her head frightened Antoinette a little, or she should have been afraid in the face of such a scene, but her heart did not fluctuate but she was a little eager to try.

Constantine glanced at her, and still sat firmly, "If I were you, I'd forget it, Norlin."

Obviously, the other party was not a good person, and he didn't care about his provocative tip, and raised his hand two steps forward to Tara.

However, no matter what he and his companions wanted to do, they stopped here, fixed in the way he raised his hand.

Time seemed to have stopped. At this moment, even the smoke and dust that had been raised before were suspended in mid-air and did not move anymore. Only Antoinette was active.She reached out her hand to take out the cigarette and the lighter from her companion's coat pocket, and lit herself with a slanted mouth. With the other hand, she slowly dug out the switchblade that Constantine had forced into her before in her pocket.

The next second time moved again.Norin noticed that she was different from the last second and stopped, but his companion did not stop, and continued to walk over, reaching out to pick up Antoinette's collar.

She raised her hand, and a blue light shone from her palm, and a corpse fell to the ground.A charred penetrating wound from the jaw to the top of the head is clearly visible.

Norin raised her head in shock and looked at this girl who was not conspicuous and looked weak before. The latter raised her hand. On the handle of the knife she held in her hand, several blue light-cast lines extended along the blade, all the way Up to a length of half a meter, and then closed to form a blade, a slender light-forged sword made a circle between her.

The shock in Noreen's eyes turned to terror.

He took a step back, quickly raised his head and opened his mouth, a cloud of black smoke came out of his mouth, heading towards the fireplace, trying to escape.But Antoinette was faster than him, and she crouched down and slapped her empty hands on the ground.From the ground slapped under her palm, ripples spread like ripples.The smoky version of the demon crashed into the wall of the fireplace, turned around and had nowhere to go but returned to the body.

The girl didn't pay attention to him at all. She paused, as if she was listening to something, and put away the weapon in her hand a second later.Walking to the window, he twirled the cigarette that was lit before but had not been smoked so he only lit a little. When passing by, he kicked Nolin, and the latter's head hit the floor with a thud.She held the cigarette between two fingers and raised her arm to aim downstairs.

As if to echo her preparations, chaos and gunshots were faintly heard from the lower level of the casino, and a few seconds later a man ran out of the casino, pushing the crowd away.

Aiming at him, a light from the fingertips flew out, accurately punching a hole in the target's knee.

Ethan chased after three seconds and caught the man who fell to the ground.

And she withdrew her arm, and there was nothing above her fingertips.

"Ah, turning a cigarette into a kinetic energy bullet is wonderful." Standing behind her, Constantine clapped his hands for this precise control.

"You planned it." The girl turned her head to look at her companion, narrowing her eyes, feeling annoyed that she was being calculated.

And Constantine opened his hand to say something, but was interrupted by a knock on the door just as he opened his mouth.

There were footsteps outside the room, followed by a knock on the door, and Constantine subconsciously turned around and replied, "Please come in."But the people outside continued to knock on the door as if they didn't hear it.It wasn't until a while later that he opened the door and came in.

They made such a big commotion in the house just now, but only one person came in from outside the door, and he was a middle-aged man who was neither tall nor strong.This man was wearing a black suit, holding a goblet in one hand and putting the other in his pocket. He looked around and ignored the three people standing in the room. He walked to the corpse and looked around. , let out a tut-tsk surprise, after a while, he continued to raise his head and looked around, indicating the purpose of coming, "I heard that there was some disturbance here, but I don't want to cause trouble, so can you talk about the conditions?"

He spoke in a thick Scottish accent, and spread his hands in his pockets to express his sincerity.

That looks like a reasonable businessman. Natalie recognizes this kind of person, and she can tell from her eyes, so she puts her hands away, and the ripples gather back from the outside, as if they were just turned upside down.

The person standing in the middle of the room could see them. He realized that he was standing a little close to the lady, so he took two steps back politely, nodded to her standing up, and looked her up and down in all directions. Nodded. "Just subspace, I guess?"

He turned his head and looked at the weapon in the opponent's hand that was stretched in an instant. "Magic projection weapons... the standard equipment for the Supreme Master's sect. I haven't seen the Supreme Master's disciple appear in society for a long time."

"..."

Not getting any response made the other party a little uncomfortable. He scratched his head and said, "You see, I am a well-behaved businessman. I have enough troubles to clean up today. I don't want to provoke a disciple of the Supreme Mage."

"I think it's okay. Why don't you just do it like this." Adhering to the principle of being good when you get a bargain, Constantine nodded in agreement without losing the opportunity.

Then he was given a blank look by his companion, who turned his head to look at the casino owner in front of him, and finally said condescendingly, "Your name, devil."

"Crowley, Ms. Mage, I am willing to serve you."