"Whose top names of Pink Horses, I haven't tasted it?"

Dinlaji stood on the chair with a short body, and spoke in a whisper. The guests at several tables nearby were all impressed: "If you want to say which one tastes the best, it must be Tracy, and that figure... tsk, but Tracy's appearance is a little worse."

"The most beautiful one is the elf Amanda, but unfortunately she can't live!"

Ding Laji shook her head with regret, "Amanda has no professional spirit. I have inquired about it. She has been working in this industry for more than 80 years, but her skills are still poor. She is not as good as a teenage girl. She has wasted her beautiful face."

"Yes..." Someone agreed.

"She is unwilling to go with other women, so she can't stay at night, bah!" A big and thick-sized prostitute patted the table to express her dissatisfaction.

A middle-aged man at Ding Laji's deskmate said, "Who made her an elf? With this identity, eight golden shields are cheap in one night."

A large group of men were chatting enthusiastically, and the wine in their hands never stopped. A few of them were drunk. They fought for the best prostitute and almost did not take action.

Ding Laji is an authoritative expert in this regard.

He has a very good eloquence, and he can gain everyone's approval in just a few words and calm the dispute.

Rennes was very interested in listening. He walked slowly up to the third floor. This was the highest floor of the tavern. It was designed as an open platform with a wide view. You could see the bustling pedestrians on the street. Not far away is the main entrance of the Giant Mason Arena, which is the best location on the entire road.

There are more than a dozen tables on the platform, almost all of which are full of people.

Most customers are extraordinary people, either drinking, playing cards or bragging and chatting.

Renn didn't want to contact Ding Laji, so he was about to find an empty seat to sit down and rest, and then continued to find the target with the Eye of the Soul.

"The Witch Hunter."

Dinlaji stopped talking, suddenly looked over and shouted, "Please come here to sit."

Renn was sure that he was calling himself, because he was the only one here, the witch hunter, and he couldn't help but be surprised. Did Ding Laji see any flaws?

His eyes swept over the platform, but he couldn't find any space, so he had to go over and sit down.

This table is located at the edge of the railing, with the best position to look down at most of the streets. Apart from Ding Laji, there is only a middle-aged man dressed in mercenaries, with black hair, messy stubble on his chin, thin body, fierce appearance like a hungry wolf, and a long sword hanging on his waist.

Renn glanced at him. This was a high-level Stormwild Swordsman.

"Thanks."

Renne thanked in a low voice, his face faded.

"You have to be polite." Ding Laji sat back on the chair, drank a large sip of liquor, grabbed a stack of Wanling cards and shuffled them quickly, and shouted comfortably: "Polin, come another game, today I will lose your underwear."

"bring it on."

The high-level magic swordsman named Polyn snorted, "You pervert, don't even let go of men's underwear, stay away from me in the future."

The two of them started playing the Wanling Card and ignored Rennes.

Renn called the waiter to order a beer, his eyes fell on the street and continued to observe.

Soon, the game ended.

"Haha, give the money!" Ding Laji laughed arrogantly, "I touched the corner of the goddess of luck today. Not only did I take on a big business, but my luck in playing cards also improved. I could turn the tables no matter how I played, hahahaha..."

"Shit luck!"

Polyn reluctantly took out two golden shields and threw them to Ding Laji: "One more game."

Half an hour later.

"Damn, are you cheating?" Polin's face turned red. He lost five or six games in a row, and had already lost to Ding Laji for more than a dozen Golden Shields.

Ding Laji shrugged and looked proud: "I said I'm lucky today, but you don't believe it."

"No more playing!" Porin threw the cards on the table and began to drink.

Renn watched without saying a word. He saw clearly that Ding Laji did not cheat. His card skills were actually very good, and he was really lucky. There were several times when he was about to lose against the wind. He suddenly drew a good card, reversed the situation instantly, and finally won the money.

The game Wanling Card has complex rules and technology.

However, when the card skills reach a very high level, the strength of both sides is comparable, and the quality of the card is similar, the competition is not only about card skills, but also about luck.

Sometimes a card can turn the tables.

Porin scolded cheating, but in fact he knew that his skills and luck were not as good as others, so he didn't really want to fight with Ding Laji.

Judging from the soul status of the two, their relationship is good and they are friends who have made friends.

Dinlaji gave a moment of gratitude, drank half a glass of wine in one breath, suddenly looked at Renn sitting next to him, and asked, "Witchhunter, what's your name?"

"Van Helsing." Renn replied concisely.

"Do you know how to play cards?" Ding Laji asked expectantly: "Do you want to play a few games with me?"

Renn was slightly stunned.

This guy took on his mission and did not track down the undead wizard, but sat here drinking and playing cards. What's the point?

The Eye of the Soul went deep into Dinlaji's mind and saw his soul state, with an element flashing and constantly moving.

When Renn saw this element clearly, he suddenly realized it.

A expression of unknown significance appeared on his cold face, and he replied concisely: "You can play, you have no cards."

"It's okay, I have a lot of spare cards, I can lend you a deck first." Ding Laji enthusiastically took out several stacks of cards from his pocket, about one or two hundred, many of which were rare blue cards, and even two or three purple epic cards, which were obviously carefully collected by him.

"Okay." Renne did not refuse.

Anyway, I am idle, playing cards will not affect my investigation of pedestrians, just keep watching.

To play a game of Wanling Cards, each person needs at least sixty cards to form a deck, also known as a pot. Each round draws a card from the pot and enters the hand and can be played out.

Cards are divided into minions, equipment, spells, props, and weather according to their effects.

The rarer the card, the better the effect.

The winning and losing rule is very simple. Both sides take turns playing cards. The player has a starting health. When attacked by the opponent, whoever can zero the opponent's health first wins the victory.

Rennes is very familiar with the Wanling Card.

Last year at the Basil Hotel, he had seen Roger and Zoltan play too many games, and had never eaten pork or ran away.

Moreover, in my previous life, there were several similar card games, which are not unfamiliar with playing.

While looking through Ding Laji's deck library, Renn recalled Roger's deck. He had a good memory and had several photos on his phone. He decided to learn a routine that Roger played.

In less than two minutes, he chose sixty cards.

This deck is composed of white ordinary cards and blue rare cards. It looks mediocre and has no outstanding advantages. However, it has a wide range of applications and can cope with most situations. As long as you play well, you will not be much worse than those powerful decks.

However, the premise of playing well is that you are proficient in calculations and have extremely high requirements for memory.

You must remember each card of your opponent and the order of playing cards; what card may be next time and how high the probability is, you must calculate it clearly and not have any mistakes.

This gameplay tests technology and memory very much, and reduces the component of luck.

Ding Laji looked at Renn's deck, but he didn't take it seriously. He couldn't wait to roll the dice and open the card.

"Wait." Ren couldn't sit still.

"What's wrong?"

"How much does a game cost?" Renn asked. There is no way to play Wanling Card without gamblers, just the difference between betting big and small.

Ding Laji thought Rennes didn't want to play too much, and said, "I usually have two golden shields per game. If you think too much, you can reduce it to one golden shield, and thirty silver kroners are fine."

"No," Renn shook his head, "Ten golden shields in one game."

Ding Laji was stunned. He had always spent money and was very generous, but hesitant to play so much in the card game. He couldn't help but hesitate and was a little surprised and confused.

Renn didn't even have a card, so he should be a novice, but his expression was calm and not like him.

"Ten golden shields are fine." Ding Laji gritted his teeth and agreed, believing in his luck today, even if a master-level player comes, he is not afraid.

Paulin, who was watching the show next to him, also became energetic and watched it seriously.

The game has begun.

A few minutes later, Renn played a blue card from his hand, placed it on the table in front of him, and said calmly: "I won."

"Ah?" Ding Laji was stunned for a moment before reacting.

He scratched his messy hair, his face was confused, and he didn't figure out how he lost.

I was really frustrated in this game, and I was under the control of my opponent from beginning to end. It seemed that no matter what cards I played, my opponent could always predict in advance and make corresponding preparations.

Even the powerful purple epic card has been dissolved.

"Your cards are played very well." Ding Laji smiled reluctantly, and he was already alert. This guy is at least a master-level player!

Renn nodded and agreed and reached out.

Ding Laji was reluctant to take out ten golden shields and shouted unwillingly: "One more game."

"Yeah." Rennes felt secretly happy and reshuffled.

His card skills can only be considered medium and upper-middle, but he has a mutated mobile phone. Every card played by Ding Laji is recorded, then compared with his deck, open the calculator, and instantly calculate the probability of drawing the next card, as well as the opponent's hand and possibility of playing cards.

The card recorder plus calculation plug-in is difficult to lose unless your luck is extremely bad.

In the second game, Ding Laji lost faster.
To be continued...