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476. Gambling

Zero couldn't believe what kind of confidence Anonymous had to say such a thing.

For a giant like the Tribunal of Truth.

This organization doesn't care about murderers or money-making tyrants at all. They care about higher-level things, the framework of the deep world.

Obtaining profits through cruel means is greed.

This behavior of Anonymous is counter-intuitive.

Only those who destroy the framework will be pursued by the Judgment. All other bad things, even if they are absurd and senseless massacres, or extremely bloody wars, the Judgment will not mediate in the slightest.

"You're a madman."

Ling Xia made this judgment. In fact, she was ready to notify the official personnel to report the information to the investigators of the adjudication office. As long as she pressed a button, someone would call.

To avoid sinking yourself deeper, the championship of the wrestling competition is indeed very important and a huge bargaining chip. As long as you can do it, you can jump to the top of Wynn Casino and become a member of the decision-making seat.

But the prerequisite is that you have a life. If you are killed because of this, you may not know what you will be like in the next life, whether it is ingredients for soup, equipment or props, or artificial slaves.

There is a company that specializes in collecting basic souls and is responsible for the transition to conscious souls for slave trading, which is even more disrespectful.

Continuing to remain anonymous means abandoning the foundation that has been built over hundreds of years.

Anonymous's expression gradually turned cold.

In order to obtain more information, he entered the French Federation as a temporary measure.

Now he's done...

Preparations for massacre.

Then take care of the investigators at the Judgment Office.

"zero."

"Now the lives of everyone in the entire city depend on your thoughts."

"You must have heard about the corpse transformation in the edge cemetery a while ago, as well as the soul-eating demons, and large-scale murder and robbery."

"I am the zombie."

Anonymous took off his clothes, revealing dense soul mark tattoos. He decided to completely control Zero and become his helper, and he didn't care that she would leak the secret.

In the last interaction, Zero only saw a corner of the brand, and understood that this person was at the last level a dominator. He thought that he had picked up a huge pie, and he would definitely rise. As long as he rose again, he would

Just a cup of soup will do.

But now.

On the contrary, she was completely frightened. Even this kind of supreme magical power that goes against the heavens has limitations. It can only leave very simple concepts in one life, and it cannot even form a complete meaning. To supplement a piece of information, it even needs

For several lifetimes, this meant that each time he had to master this method in a state of complete amnesia.

In every life, he is the strongest, fighting fiercely at the top of the deep world.

There are no less than a hundred tattoos on Anonymous's body, or even more. Indeed, as he said, they are powerful and incomprehensible to Zero.

"You are also a casino owner."

"You must be able to accurately grasp the psychological state of gamblers."

"But you're just the banker."

"Now it's your turn to pay your debt."

"You also have to bet once."

“I don’t want to give up anything, I just want to gain everything.”

"Isn't this ridiculous?"

"We are also... people who have friendships. To be honest with you, the Truth Tribunal and I..."

"Let's open it fifty-fifty."

"It is an eternal fall into the reincarnation of endless torment."

"It's better to reach the sky in one step and become the overlord of the Deep Blue Realm that surpasses the master."

"It's all in your mind."

As Anonymous said, the reason why all the previous lives were united and massacred, Anonymous concluded, must be because in his previous life, he may have obtained information by massacring cities crazily and detaining slaves crazily. This time he decided to hide, even if the advancement was very slow.

, and must also be hidden.

Zero stroked the ghostly talisman-like tattoos on Nameless's body, his eyes a little obsessed. This was indeed a terrifying person who surpassed the six masters of Falan City.

"But the people from the Tribunal of Truth have arrived."

"This is already a dead end."

"I have no value anymore."

"You have been exposed."

Zero said.

Anonymous just sneered.

"So you have to take a gamble, right?"

"I bet the investigators from the adjudication office won't dare to take action."

"Don't dare to anger me."

"At most, they will only lock me in and wait for them to continue to decide the plan internally."

I saw Anonymous Pointing to several messages under his chest.

【Follow the moonlight and move forward.】

There is another one below.

[Companions owned by the Judgment Office.]

It seemed to be too exciting and too crazy, making Zero tremble all over. He had never felt like this before.

"I want to..."

Zero's eyes were as bright as a flash, and he spoke hungrily.

"..."

Anonymous couldn't believe it, he was indeed a qualified gambler.

"There are only twenty minutes left before the game starts."

"It seems..."

"Just a little more intensity."

Anonymous said so.







The bed sheets were messy, the vase on the table was swept off and shattered on the floor, there were dents on the sofa, the bathroom was in a mess, and the showerhead fell to the floor.

It was given a little intensity of zero.

It took me a long time to come back to my senses.

The aftertaste is still making my toes cramp.

And the nameless person has already left here.

This is indeed a wild gamble.

An hour later.

Inside the wrestling ring at Wynn Casino.

The only means of illumination is a soul filled with fuel that has been burned to provide illumination.

There were all spectators outside the wrestling arena, but the atmosphere was not hot, there was only a constant stream of whispers.

Because Anonymous had been sitting on the iron bench in the wrestling ring for half an hour, and no one had dared to challenge him. After hearing what happened last night, he had become a local legend.

Being able to instantly kill a strong man whose index may exceed 2 in one second is something I dare not even think about.

Wrestling is a sport that also involves strategies and skills.

Usually the wrestling process lasts for three to four minutes or even longer. It is not only a duel in strength, but also a psychological game. You never know how much strength the opponent has left.

It would be completely reckless and stupid to use all your strength without knowing the details right from the start.

often means.

His personal strength far exceeds that of his opponent by several levels.

No one dared to challenge him.

Anonymous was already a little bored sitting there. According to the rules, he had to sit for another hour and a half until no one came forward to challenge him within two hours.

He also scanned the people in the auditorium, trying to find the investigators of the tribunal.

r22 is in the audience.

The person staring at the wrestling field with an expressionless face, but he was not sure that this person was Nameless. Although the figure in the database looked similar, he wore a human skin face to cover up his appearance.

It will take a long time for support from headquarters to arrive.

At present, we can only lock down this anonymous suspect and wait for the highest-level investigators to come and confirm.

"What a rare visitor."

"I didn't expect that a casino as small as mine would attract investigators from the Judgment Office."

"What an honor."

Zero stood next to r22 and took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

She had already known through the tip that the investigators were on their way here, and that all the people in the city were her spies. After all, the entire French Federation was the master comprador, and abuse of power and corruption could not be prohibited. As the white gloves of the major masters, they were better than the official

A more official existence.

r22Twenty-Two looked at the woman in professional attire next to him, thinking a lot in his mind.


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