Just when thousands of people stood in the field and stared at each other, Stafford suddenly came to his senses and said aloud: "So, I lost..."
His voice is very calm. Compared with his foolish look just now, or the arrogance and madness before, his voice now is obviously calmer and more normal, or it can't be said to be calm anymore. Use the word "deserted".
The word is more suitable.
"Fortunately, it's so fast today!" Bian Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, took off a bell from his waist, jingled it in front of Stafford, and said sternly: "When a person is about to die, he speaks well! Stafford, you
Are there any unfulfilled wishes? Are there any heirs to carry on the ambition? Are there any grievances that have not been repaid?"
The bell is very broken and the sound it makes is quite clear.
Everyone: "..."
What does it mean that everything from entry to burial to salvation is arranged in one step?
"I..." The language barrier seemed to have disappeared. Stafford said without emotion: "No wishes, no heirs, no grudges, grudges? What does it matter if I kill someone or be killed?"
He could do it, but Bian Xiu couldn't. Bian Xiu hurriedly borrowed a translator.
"Hmm...ah...that's it..."
Confused.
In fact, the side show didn’t have much to say and was short of words.
The current situation usually only occurs when you have a professional counterpart. He has never given away such a thing personally before. It was all cultivated by "seniors" and heard about it. The sideshow doesn't even know what Stafford is.
.
Living person?
His ability is not so effective on living people!
dead?
He was still panting, and his pulse was beating more steadily than the drumbeat!
Boom~
The half-moon-shaped building of the Colosseum collapsed, leaving a huge gap. Stafford turned his eyes and suddenly became very excited: "My people! What is going on? You despicable guys!"
Outside the Colosseum, it was dark and filled with empty islands and people from the base. The tens or hundreds of thousands of people Stafford left outside had long since been snapped up.
Let’s not talk about whether he is despicable or not. Stafford, who was previously blinded by greed and profit, completely thought that his skills were a guarantee, but there were hundreds of thousands of people like him here in plain sight. How could he not launch a blitzkrieg?
Are you waiting for the Soviet winter?
No one said anything, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.
Fortunately, Stafford was only excited for a moment, and the emotion in his eyes gradually decreased, returning to the empty look before. He first looked at the side show, and then looked around the Colosseum, talking in his sleep.
He said slowly: "I...saw the light...a very warm light...I think it's time for me to leave...it's strange...people like me...should obviously leave."
Hell...why...it's so comfortable...ah!"
Many people present heard this sudden scream, and all shuddered for no reason.
It is difficult to describe this short pronunciation in words, but it can make the elites of these violent institutions who are used to seeing life and death and fighting in blood all day feel horrified.
silence.
It sounds very mysterious and suffocating to say, but it was the last word "ah" that suddenly made everyone lose their excitement for victory. Even the series of prompts that were refreshed on the personal interface were only glanced at a few times.
With the death of Stafford, the collapse of the Colosseum intensified, and it was soon completely separated from Wild Island, turning into a ruined ruins of the ancient Colosseum.
Several big gamblers who participated in this gambling activity happily began to divide the spoils.
Theoretically, there should be 8 types of items to be allocated on the prayer interface: empty islands, bloodline abilities, destiny coins, destiny servants, as well as vitality, soul strength, martial arts roots, and the Colosseum.
The rules of the Colosseum are very interesting. There are 8 people. Each person comes up with a condition to raise the bet. This decision represents everyone in the field, so everything on the gambling table should be *8008 copies. The winner gets back the bet.
Then eat the remaining 4004 portions.
In fact it is not the case...
Banker, player, loser, win, all have to be separated and calculated separately!
The four away bettors who passively joined the Colosseum and were the winners, that is, Rao Qifang, Li Leisi, Li Cang, and Bian Xiu, each can only get 20% of their respective bets.
Xian: What you gamble, you get back.
This content has nothing to do with anyone else, and the same goes for people who are also the winners. It is only valid for four people. It can be said that borrowing money to lay eggs is very outrageous. I will use everyone's life as a bet to make a bet with others.
, but the profits are mine.
Let’s not consider other things first, just talk about the vitality that Li Cang raised.
If he wins, all members of the opponent's team will die suddenly, and what he gets is the sum of the opponent's 4004 people's vitality * 0.2; if he loses, all his own people will die suddenly, and the four Staffords will get the sum of their own's 4004 people's vitality * 0.2.
Don't ask where the remaining 0.8 is. Just think that the little coin kid used it as a handling fee... uh... let it go...
Of course, the four players on Stafford's side can actually be regarded as only one Stafford.
The so-called empty islands, bloodline abilities, destiny coins, and destiny servants that Stafford side raised are actually the bottom bets set by the dealer for everyone.
If no one on Li Cang's side raises the bet and he wins, the ante bet is something that the player can evenly distribute according to 1/4004.
But if they raise and lose, the four Staffords, the banker, can get 0.2 of all 4 ante bets and 0.2 of 4 raises, and then distribute the remaining 0.8 ante bet to their 4,000 people.
Of course, the 0.8 raise is still a release or handling fee.
Banker: ante bet and raise, I want them all.
Yes, the rules of the Colosseum are so unreasonable. The banker wins and the banker loses, the player wins and the player loses. The ante bet is raised. The actual gain and payment are not at the same price at all. If the banker loses, the loss will be minimal. If the banker wins, the loss will be minimal.
Then the full-field take-all profit will be the largest.
If things go on like this, it can be said that as long as Stafford can maintain a winning rate of more than 40% and plunder along the way, they will definitely have a "bright" future. It's a pity that they encountered the wrong person at the wrong time. They couldn't afford to offend them.
I couldn't bear to mess up my big plan, and the gap between my appetite and business level was too big. Before I could develop, I was taken away by four raises in a wave.
After listening to the side show, I began to doubt my life.
"This, isn't this Black Banker? In other words, if we don't raise the bet, we can only share the most basic ante bet? But if he wins, he can monopolize the entire 20%? Oh, and then add the four ante bets
The 0.8 you bet will be divided equally among your subordinates?"
"Well, Xiu'er, don't think so much." Li Cang hesitated, "How about you take a look at your Colosseum first?"
"Huh? What...fuck!"
Vitality, soul strength, martial arts roots, and the Colosseum. The first three raises are very metaphysical, and the latter raise is very pragmatic, but the problem lies exactly here - what kind of form should 0.2 Colosseum be?
A word of "Fuck" and a series of "mom-sell" words were all said and done.
