The bet between the strong man and the lion was the first one today. Weta had some guesses about the rules here. But no matter how many guesses he made, it would not be as effective as actually observing the game.

Moreover, he turned a blind eye to the atmosphere around him that suddenly became tense, starting from the strong man's expression changing.

This gambling table is like a black hole, gradually sucking all the humans here and taking away their voices, making silence the only melody around.

Only the animals continued to party heartlessly.

Marilyn stayed close to Vita and began to scan around; Aurora and Joseph also stood together, protecting Abby between them.

This is the rhythm of conflict at any time.

Henry on the other side was also complaining in his heart.

Before that, for the sake of his personality, he walked to the place closest to the gambling table. Perhaps his image as the God of Gamblers was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and everyone consciously opened the way when they saw him.

When the crowd gathered around him, he was also surrounded at the front of the gaming table.

But now, no one cares about the new gambling god who has not joined any group yet. The people around him stand together according to the groups they belong to. There is a slight friction in the eyes between the groups, and they seem to be following each other. But

Most hostility is attracted to one person:

lion.

The baboon scratched his head and began to deal the cards. Cards that were handwritten one by one with crooked contents were dealt to the strong man and the lion.

But neither of them touched the cards on the table. The lion still crossed his legs lazily, while the strong man barely stopped the trembling of his arms and said with a forced smile: "Miss Lion, what a trick."

The lion raised his chin: "Oh? What are you talking about?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid!" The strong man slammed his fist on the table, leaned forward, and slightly left the chair with his buttocks.

And at this moment, the carnival that only belonged to the animals also stopped. Vita felt a chill on his back, and countless inhuman eyes penetrated his back, piercing directly towards the strong man at the gaming table.

What does this mean? Does it mean that once you sit down at the gambling table, you cannot leave until the winner is determined?

Vita thought: So how are the invitations on them judged now? Or will they return to the moment when they touch the card when they die? But doesn't this mean they successfully leave the gambling table? Or is it on the gambling table?

Have a different set of rules?

...it's really complicated.

The strong man took a few deep breaths. After all, he did not get up. Instead, he sat down again and gritted his teeth: "That's what you just did!"

"It's really funny," the lion shook his head: "As you can see, I just had a friendly exchange with Mr. God of Gamblers and then I sat here. I wanted to play two cards and discuss some things with you. I haven't had time yet.

Do anything else."

Vita's guess is correct. One of the core rules at the gambling table is: you cannot leave the gambling table before the winner is determined. In order to achieve this goal, the time points of people at the gambling table looking back will be forcibly updated to when they sit at the table.

This moment of coming.

And before the winner is decided, anyone who wants to leave their seat will be torn into pieces by angry animals and start over again.

However, the existence of backtracking can make people at the gambling table infinitely regretful. This allows one party in the game to be at a disadvantage and can start over by just lifting his butt slightly, which often makes a game very difficult for both players at the gambling table.

For people, it becomes extremely long.

Therefore, unless the gap between strength and intelligence is really too big, the gambling table becomes a place for "negotiation". Anyway, when you sit down, you cannot leave, and the two people become each other's "hostages". It is better to finish the matter and then

It is more convenient to end the game with a few symbolic plays.

Therefore, the lion felt a little baffled that she, who did not belong to any group, dared to sit here. It was because she wanted to achieve a certain goal that she sat down with "sincerity" and came to negotiate with these groups.

Originally, everyone should be happy to see the outcome of this negotiation, but the person being negotiated was angry from the beginning. The lion guessed that something happened that he did not grasp when he did not know it.

Let yourself, who is already the target of public criticism, become even more isolated.

The strong man continued: "Ha, you think we don't know about the evil object 'Split Shadow' you got in the last auction? The host said that the effect is to divide a person's shadow into several parts, and we all know that damn thing

The host likes to say half and half, and combined with the name of the evil thing, it probably has the function of making people avatar, right?"

"Interesting guess," the lion sneered. He reached into his arms and took out a shell under everyone's alert gaze. He played with it in his hand. The strong man could clearly see that the lion's shadow was as fast as a ribbon dancing in the wind.

Twitching: "But why didn't I discover that this 'split shadow' has such a function?"

Then, her green pupils condensed: "Why don't you tell me what happened just now and let me help you guys who are not smart think about it?"

Faced with the lion's provocation, the strong man calmed down. He hesitated for a moment and then asked carefully: "You really didn't do it?"

"I don't want to say it a second time."

"...Okay, I believe you," the strong man still stared into the lion's eyes: "There is a thief among us. From the very beginning, he has been stealing invitations! No distinction is made between friend and foe, no group!"

Thief? Vita narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly remembered that Wolf on his side had been going nowhere since the beginning.

Could it be her?

The lion grinned, no longer hiding the mockery on his face: "What do you do with your backtracking? Can't you catch a thief with this?"

The strong man's face suddenly became ugly. After careful consideration, he said angrily: "We can't catch her! This thief's skills are amazing! After that, we used backtracking to set up several games, and all of them were

Failed!"

"I understand," the lion laughed: "Because you are an opponent you can't deal with, so you suspect that I did it?"

"...That's right."

"Pfft, hahahahahahaha," the lion held up his belly: "You know what? I only have one idea now, guess what it is?"

The strong man frowned: "What?"

"I originally wanted to cooperate with you and do something, so I sat down to negotiate with you, but now," the lion started playing cards: "I just want to see what this thief will do to you."

Then, the lion suddenly waved his arms: "Hey! Everyone here watching! If anyone can catch the thief, I will share with you the 42 invitations and 17 invitations I have collected so far.

Interesting evil thing! Moreover, I will also invite you to do a cool thing. Of course, whether you do it or not is entirely up to you..."

At this moment, an unexpected person suddenly poked his head out.

The host with a gaping tooth forced his way in: "What? What are you doing?"

No one paid attention to him, but the host knocked his head and said: "I have good news for everyone. I have an urgent task here. Whoever can complete it will get a generous invitation letter as reward!"

The host patted his clothes, suddenly lowered his voice, and said in a conspiratorial tone: "Listen, there is a thief among us who has been stealing invitations from innocent people! I want you to do this first, and then do this again,

In the end, do you understand..."

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Wolf is in a corner where no one is paying attention.

She held a thin wire in her hand, held the recently killed cat in her left hand, took off her shoes, and was carefully sewing flesh pads on her feet.
Chapter completed!