A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

After devoutly eating a piece of biscuit, Alpers turned around and asked in a shrill voice, "How do you smash it?"

"A woman wearing a bird's beak mask is in the casino. In half an hour, she has won [-] yuan with [-] star dollars. I want the security to invite her out, but her strength seems..." The subordinate was cautious. Said, "Unusual."

Alpers was tasting the next piece of biscuit with a sense of ritual, and with the report from his subordinates, he suddenly felt that he had lost his sense of taste and could not chew any sweetness.

"Here comes the cake!" The strong woman gave a new dessert at the right time, picked up a piece of mille-feuille cake decorated with cherries and cream with a fork, and fed it to Alpers herself.

This made Alpers' sorrow and anger instantly covered by sweetness.

"Oh, my little cutie, you worry about these troubles all day long, you look thinner!" The strong woman stroked Alpers's hair tenderly, and patted his tuxedo's round belly.

The subordinates of the man in black have long been accustomed to it. In the entire Baiye City, I am afraid that only the pastry chef in front of him can appease the "blood-sucking bug" on the seat who eats people and does not spit out bones.

From the perspective of the public and inhuman aesthetics, Alpers is still a beautiful little cutie, but he used to be much thinner than he is now.

The elders who have lived longer in Paradise should have a vague impression that this all-powerful goblin was once just a pet of a beautiful woman who was not even considered a slave.

The young Alpers was sterilized early. At that time, he was just one of the dozens of pets of the mistress of the late boss. He suffered from other "pets" making things difficult and bullying. It was the meticulous teaching that allowed Alpers to win favor and not die prematurely.

"That's right, Mother Farol," Alpers tightened his belt, "I can eat more." However, when his chair slowly turned around and faced his subordinates, the goblin didn't show the slightest sign. She was so cute, her eyes were like an ice knife cutting the other person's face, making her restless, "You found out that she was cheating?"

"No, boss, do you want us..." The subordinate made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Alpers didn't answer right away. He controlled the seat and slowly moved it in front of his subordinate, then grabbed the other's bow tie and pulled it in front of him.The goblin had little strength, but no one dared to resist his move.

Alpers said coldly: "I have raised you to this day just to feed you? What about Wabaha?"

"Wabaha, Manager Wabaha..." The subordinate wiped his sweat and said awkwardly, "Half of the [-] was exported by Manager Wabaha..."

"Crack!"

The goblin slapped the subordinate's face, but he used his claws, leaving four deep bloodstains on the subordinate's face.

"Very well," said Alpers coldly, "what else did that woman do?"

"No... just winning money."

"shut your mouth!"

Unlike other big bosses in Paradise, Alpers may be the only one who does not touch women or men. There are only two greatest entertainments in his life——

Mama Farol's dessert, and the added cash on the ledger.

"You said she was wearing a beak mask?"

The subordinates nodded repeatedly.

"Is that Vilumica cow coming to find fault? No, no, no, the epidemic doctor would not do such a shameful thing for her." Alpers shook his head while thinking.

"Boss, if she continues to win money, shall we drive her out first?"

"Crack!" Another slap.

"Did I let you talk!!" Alpers' rage was like molten liquid, which was incompatible with his white hair.

"Oh, my baby is cute and darling, why are you angry again, don't worry about it!" Chef Farol came over and comforted him in a warm voice.

Alpers immediately became more angry: "It's all these damned guys' fault, well, Mother Farol, I won't be angry anymore."

"Dingling!" The doorbell rang again.

Another subordinate in black came in and said in a hurry: "Boss, Manager Wabaha just lost another [-] with that Birdman Stud, and the exchange of cards was accidentally seen by other guests..."

This time, Alpers didn't even call his subordinates to come over. He pulled out the gun on his seat and pointed at the person who had just entered, who immediately fell to his knees in fright: "Boss—"

"Oh!"

The smell of incontinence and gunpowder smoke filled the air. Alpers shot and shattered the chandelier above his head, and the skulls of goblins fell down one by one, breaking into pieces.

"Let that woman Wabaha come up to meet me!"

The subordinate went out with weak legs and feet, crawling faster than running, and 5 minutes later, his knees fell to the ground, and he almost came in on his knees: "Boss, that woman invites you to go down, Wabaha, manager Wabaha ..."

"Say!"

"Manager Wabaha is stud again. He has lost a total of [-] yuan, and he has already shot himself!!!"

"!" The goblin's eyes were red, and he cursed, "You useless thing, help me up, I'll meet that woman!"

On the gambling table, the white dress has become the focus of the audience, even more attention than the dead body on the ground without a skull.

Cloris, who was the focus of the audience, was also a little stunned. She didn't bet her life with the manager. Who knew that this guy who couldn't afford to lose didn't even give him the last bargaining chip, and just opened the pot for himself!

"He just said yes, but he didn't even put up the chips. I said, does what he said really represent your casino?" Cloris protected the existing [-] star chips in her arms suspiciously.

In front of money, she didn't care how hostile these security guards were to her.

"This, this..." The short stature old manager wiped his sweat, "Wabaha, that bastard, has been in the casino since he was born. He... the games he got out of the house, naturally can't be counted..."

"What's wrong? Why don't I know?" Cloris asked sternly, "Do you still want to keep this casino open?"

The steward glanced at the poker table: "Isn't this Royal Flush hand ... proof that he cheated? The customer also saw it before ... Hey, where did that customer go?"

"Huh?" Cloris slammed her cards angrily, "This is my card!"

It's your card. That's right.The steward muttered in his heart.However, just now, when the waiter was serving water and stumbled, more than one customer saw Wabaha playing a thousand-cut card, but he was stunned by the fallen waiter and dealt the card to the wrong person.

Although he wanted to evade it, the steward also knew how ridiculous the reason he gave was.Starting today, the reputation of their casino will be ruined.

Moreover, the manager is [-]% sure that the payout is only Wabaha’s own idea—it’s not that the casino won’t pay out the payout, but that Alpers, who controls the rules, doesn’t need to make money in this way at all!

The ones who pay thousands are often guests, and among ten such people, eleven out of ten are picked out and their hands are cut off, and the extra one is an accomplice.

When the scene became more and more tense, a handsome goblin in a tuxedo with a chubby figure was lifted to a seat by his subordinates, and the sharp stool under his buttocks directly pierced the manager's body. The goblin laughed generously, and he Stretched out a pair of paws, as cute as a clingy cat: "Oh, it's Ms. Plague Doctor, rare visitor!"

Cloris ignored the goblin's overtures, and said coldly, "Are you the boss here?"

"In Lower Alpers, I was honored to be supported by everyone during the local elections, and I am the mayor of Baiye City." The goblin withdrew his hand calmly, still smiling.

The voice of planning rang in the girl's mind: "Cookie Man Alpers used to be a pet for the mistress of the gang leader in the early years. Later, the gang leader died in the fire and his mistress was poured naked into the concrete pillar. The technology of gambling is promoted and reused by the new boss.”

"Then how did he become the boss?"

"This little mouse started as a croupier and was promoted to a manager. Because of his harmless appearance, he won the trust. In the end, he took charge of most of the gang's finances. By sowing dissension and buying people's hearts, the planner said indifferently. Trick, not worth mentioning."

"How is it better than you?"

"I said, it's not worth mentioning!"

"However, you are my dog ​​now, but he is the big guy who can make the park a small earthquake by stomping his feet."

"Humph!"

The planner wanted to scold the little bitch, but his arms couldn't twist his thighs, so he gave up after thinking about it, and could only express his displeasure with a cold snort.

She originally planned to remind the girl that this goblin hides a knife in his smile. After he gained power, he even skinned and deboned his compatriots who used to be pets together, and used his head to decorate the chandelier.But since Cloris is unkind, the planner made up her mind to never do that kind of thing that puts a hot face on a cold ass.

If it wasn't for the magic contract envoy's soul and Cloris's life and death, otherwise this little bitch beheaded his head and made a wine vessel to dispel the hatred in his heart!

It's a pity that there is no if, and now she has to help her enemy reluctantly.

Cloris stared at Alpers. Even though he was wearing a mask, the latter still felt his back. The girl's gentle voice was full of disdain: "You are the head here? Why are you a goblin? "

"Hey, noble as you are, of course you won't come to a smoky place like Paradise, but you are more or less famous," Alpers asked with a smile, "Is there anything you can do for me?"

"Your staff," Cloris pointed to the corpse on the ground, "he lost [-] star dollars, but he didn't give chips. I wonder if your casino will honor it?"

"Staff?" Alpers asked in surprise, "God, I swear I've never seen him! Aibo, who is this person?"

"He, he..." the subordinate said tremblingly, "I heard others call him Wabaha..."

"You must have heard it wrong!" Alpers said categorically, "Wabaha is on vacation, how could it be this person? Or someone is pretending to be in disguise! Call me the personnel!"

"Here, boss..." The steward walked over tremblingly.

Alpers slapped his face with a slap: "Letting a stranger come to our casino to be the banker, even if he pretends to be Wabaha, it's not a reason for you to be fooled!"

"How do you know he's pretending?" Cloris asked with a frown.

"Do you...do you have any evidence to prove that he is Wabaha?" Alpers smiled, his voice getting colder, "But I always pay attention to fairness, and it is already your bargaining chip, so I will take it as a disadvantage. All cashed in, what do you think?"

He clapped his hands, and his subordinate brought a suitcase containing green cash.

"That's right," Cloris smiled uncontrollably. She took the cash box, stroked it with her fingers, and confirmed that there were no curses or poisons with the touch of the void. A wad of money came and I ordered some, and threw it on the table, "This is a thousand star dollars. Just now I won 500 with twenty star dollars, which is a bit worse than [-] million. I have to win enough money this time." OK."

Alpers' face was completely gloomy.

He asked: "What do you want? Epidemic doctor? I didn't see you wearing a medal."

"I'm just here to spend and have some fun." Cloris glanced at her watch and said, "Can you arrange for the dealer quickly? It just so happens that my personality is not to admit defeat, and I have to win back no matter what."

"You want to win it back?" The goblin sneered, "Okay, then I'll see what you are capable of."

He stretched out his hand, and his subordinate immediately sent a thick deck of cards.

Cloris said: "You don't want to pay too much, do you?"

"Hehe, I know exactly who is behind the scenes." The goblin drew out countless flowers with a pair of small hands, and the cards in his hands danced and sat down neatly.

"Bang!" He slapped the cards on the table, "Just bet on the [-] in your hand, until one side loses [-] first, do you want to bet?"

The plan is hesitant to talk.

Cloris said, "Why not?"

A silver-white light suddenly rose from the card table, and as the words took effect, a contract was slowly taking shape.

"Short, what is this?" Cloris asked vigilantly in her consciousness.

The planner replied angrily: "Alpers's spiritual vein symbol, a variant of [Fair Scale], [Fair Card Table], the moment the contract takes effect, you can no longer seek any help from outside forces, and you must strictly abide by it. treaty."

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Cloris was shocked.

"You didn't ask! Hmph, in short, the binding force of this contract is not too strong. If you break the rules, he may not be able to do anything to you," the planner was full of resentment. Feeling Cloris' surprised mood, she gave birth to a big smile. The revenge of revenge came, "But if you let me manipulate the trajectory of fate at this moment, you will definitely be blocked by his power. At the same time, you can't even think about using the power of dreams to read cards. Those who forcibly violate the rules will be sucked from the card table! "

464. Top Fortune Teller

Most of the "contracts" create rules through various mysterious channels, thereby forming a bondage to the contracting partners.Restraint does not mean absolute control, otherwise the planner would have bowed to Cloris wagging her tail.

At the same time, the treaties and rules of the "contract" are often established. After the effect is formed, even if it can be supplemented, it is generally only slightly adjusted according to the established framework. In a sense, belief in gods can also be regarded as a contract. of a class.

The planned magic contract is relatively exceptional.The power of the magic contract is said to come from the gods roaming in the void. In essence, it uses rituals to limit spirituality, communicate with other worlds, summon the familiars one needs, and then establish the most basic soul connection with the existence of other worlds.

The characteristic of this contract is to carry out the dynamic game until one party completely surrenders, and as the master, it only takes an early advantage.All the monsters planning to enslave have been tortured by her more than once, forcing them to sign even more degrading unequal treaties.

This is also the reason why the contract takes effect every time Cloris makes a commitment to the plan.Because it requires one party to make a request while the other party is completely convinced.In essence, the girl exchanged concessions for planning "some" sincere compromises.

Of course, the planner would not tell the girl the truth—if she hadn’t been severely injured by the succubus, and the fire of hell imprisoned her power all the time, Cloris, who didn’t understand the essence of the magic contract, would not have really inflicted irreparable damage on her. brand!What really restricts the planning is the persistent weakness brought about by the fire of hell, and the inability to get strength supplements in the prison.

Alpers is different. The power of [Fair Poker Table] comes from the rules he wrote down when reshaping the symbol, which cannot be changed, just hand over the established contract to lure the opponent to sign.

When the local energy is exhausted and the card table dissipates, his contract will naturally become invalid immediately, which is why the planner dismisses it.

Most contracts are time-sensitive, otherwise the slave owner would have already taken control of all the slaves once and for all.

The poker table was tense, and Cloris didn't ask the planner for help anymore. She looked dignified. Without knowing the opponent's rules, acting rashly would indeed bring some danger.

The girl asked, "How about letting me choose the betting method?"

"The poker table has the rules of the poker table," Alpers sneered, "just play blackjack."

The goblin's spiritual pulse symbolizes that he devotes all his heart and blood to poker and dice. This is his limitation, but it is the sacrifice brought about by the limitation that enables him to use limited power to make more constraints locally.Even for someone stronger than him, the poker table can have a certain influence.

Cloris said, "Oh, the size is right, it's a fair game of luck."

Alpers pressed a deck of cards under his hands, and said: "This deck of cards is made by a top fortune-teller in the industry, and it can block the pursuit of fate. At the poker table, you can only be an ordinary person honestly!"

Cloris did feel that there was some force locked on to her. Besides, the deck of cards looked ordinary, but the more it looked like this, the more it showed that what the goblin said was true.

Planning seems to be dead, without saying a word.

Alpers put the cards into the card dealer, and continued: "Every game of cards will be automatically dealt to our hands, and we will take turns to be the banker, and no one will treat anyone badly!"

"This game is novel, but this poker table is your home game, are you sure you won't cheat?" Cloris was still suspicious.

"I, Alpers, have used [Fair Poker Table] 16 times in 170 years. 36 people died on the poker table, and 72 people were deprived of their lives for violating the rules. There are many extraordinary people among them who are far better than me," Goblin Shen He said, "However, they are still dead. It is precisely because my poker table is absolutely fair that a strong constraint can be formed!"

Cloris frowned. Although she was already a plague doctor, she didn't even understand the principle of the opponent's rules and how the curse worked, let alone find a way to break it.

Now it seems that she can only bet honestly, until she wins or loses [-] star dollars.

Cloris is eager to win money, but she has not forgotten her original intention of coming here. If it drags on for too long, the missing Sister Star will face greater danger.But if she went out to stud quickly, losing money was a minor matter, but losing face was a major matter, and her previous plan to give the other party a blow would be in vain.

"Vivian?" Cloris tentatively communicated in her mind.

no respond.