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Chapter 434 434. Sacrifice of Life

The organizer remained calm, staring at Bai Ying.

"When did you realize it?"

Obviously, he quickly understood Bai Ying's intention, but he asked not about the fact that he used this method to get his name, but about the deeper rules of the game that Bai Ying realized.

For example, Xue Youda, he thought that some organs in his body could be used as bets, which was normal. After all, some casinos do this kind of thing. Although it is not known whether buying people's hands and feet is useful, it is still very useful to intimidate others.

But in fact, the rules say that you can pay any price, and this price is not just a part of the body, or even just the part that exists here.

For example, your own industry, such as name, memory, and even existence itself, can be used as a bet.

Just now, Bai Ying declared that her name was used as a bet, so if this mysterious organizer wants to follow the bet, he must tell everyone his name and then be deprived by the illusory god.

"It seems to be feasible."

A smile appeared at the corner of Bai Ying's mouth.

This is also an experiment, and now it is clear that she succeeded.

The organizer was silent for a moment, then spoke.

"I will skip the shooting at the cost of my name Lin Ming."

This is a name that is very unfamiliar to everyone present, but there is no doubt that it is his real name.

"Lin Ming. I remember that the owner of the restaurant at that time should also be surnamed Lin."

Bai Ying got the answer she wanted and thought to herself.

The man in front of her should be the child of the owner of the restaurant. He survived by chance that year, but he also lost his normal life. He survived in this way and planned for many years before re-holding the gambling game of that year here.

He did not do anything else, just to gain power and take revenge on those vested interests who had killed his family.

"If you want to take revenge on those people back then, you can just go and seek revenge directly. There is no need to drag us innocent people into it."

Bai Ying said coldly.

"Or are you unable to even take revenge, and can only vent your anger on ordinary people?"

Those who benefited from the gambling game back then are now big warlords and celebrities, and they themselves have extraordinary abilities that surpass those of the time, and they are not so easy to deal with.

This is why he first set up the gambling game here and tried to recreate the past, that is, to gain power to match it.

"What you said will not make any waves in my heart. After so many years, I have already been like a dead ash and will not be revived."

The organizer Lin Ming replied.

"Non-burnable garbage must not be thrown into the black barrel."

Qiao Mu commented.

Bai Ying glanced at the revolver.

"I skipped the shooting at the cost of thirty years of life."

She said immediately.

Suddenly, the illusory tentacles hanging from the ceiling penetrated into Bai Ying's nostrils, ears, and mouth like smoke, as if they were absorbing her soul.

Then, those tentacles withdrew, along with some colorful and rich things.

Bai Ying seemed to have aged suddenly. Her hair lost its luster and her body became hunched, as if she had aged thirty years in the blink of an eye.

She was less than thirty years old this year, and she had paid thirty years of life, becoming an old lady.

Bai Ying was gambling.

She was betting that the other party would not be able to live another thirty years.

After all, according to Lin Ming's condition, this broken body should not be able to support that long.

Another point was that Bai Ying wanted to verify how powerful the god who was in charge of the gambling game was.

Because theoretically, if Bai Ying died here, she would not have a lifespan of thirty years at all and would die immediately, but now Bai Ying has successfully paid the price of thirty years of life.

There are two possibilities.

One is that this price is not determined by the future situation, but only by the present. Under normal circumstances, Bai Ying would not have a problem living for another thirty years, so she could pay the price.

Another possibility is that this price predicted the future price, and Bai Ying won the final victory, so she could pay it successfully.

If it was the first case, Bai Ying thought that Lin Ming would not live for more than 30 years in his current physical condition.

If it was the second case, she didn't have to worry about it, because Lin Ming definitely couldn't pay it.

Moreover, if Bai Ying didn't win, then the god in charge of the gambling game would have received Bai Ying's empty check, which would have created a paradox.

"He really sacrificed his life!"

Qiao Mu watched the game between the two sides with a melon-eating and spectating mentality, and couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.

And it was Lin Ming's turn.

He didn't hesitate too much.

"I'll pay 30 years of life as a price and skip the shooting."

Suddenly, Lin Ming's life was also absorbed by the tentacles, and he looked much older, but his appearance was already hideous and miserable enough, so it didn't make much difference.

The old Bai Ying frowned.

It's not that she hadn't thought about the possibility that Lin Ming really paid the price.

"Now it seems that this price only exists in the present."

Bai Ying confirmed the form of payment of the price.

Unfortunately, it was now Bai Ying's turn.

She could either continue to pay the price of thirty years of life, and then gamble whether she could live to be over ninety, or choose to shoot, and gamble her current luck, whether she would be hit by the one in two bullets.

Thinking of this, Baiying was silent for a moment and quickly made a decision.

"I sacrifice all my soul and, at the cost of having to shoot the next time it's my turn, skip this shot."

She spoke resolutely.

All souls apparently transcend lifespan.

"What!"

Sheriff Wang on the side widened his eyes, not expecting such an operation.

If that god is really powerful, he can certainly satisfy Bai Ying's request.

In this way, Lin Ming can either sacrifice his soul and leave all the choices to luck. If Bai Ying is not shot next, his soul will belong to Bai Ying, and when it is his turn, he Be sure to fire the shot that must contain bullets.

Or he chooses to bet on his own luck.

Judging from the tug-of-war between the two, the probability of this shot containing bullets is very high.

After saying this, the illusory tentacles immediately invaded Bai Ying's mouth and nose in a forceful way. After a moment, they pulled the thickly colored translucent thing away.

thump--

Bai Ying's eyes lost their expression and she fell on the chair, like a doll being played with.

However, the game is not over, because Baiying only loses his soul, not his life. Even if he loses his soul, he can still continue the game.

Lin Ming looked at Bai Ying and was silent for a moment.

"As long as I shoot now, your soul will belong to me. And, next, you will shoot directly and take your own life. Do you really dare to bet like this?"

He said in a deep voice.

Tapping on the table with his withered fingers, Lin Ming quickly made a choice.