Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 88 Two Trillions (4k words)
"FBI, open the door!"

Fingal chanted slogans cooperatively, but no one paid any attention to them.

Whether it is the employees or the guests of the Bliss Hall, looking at them is like looking at a group of dead people.

Within seconds, the men in black inside and outside the Bliss Hall surrounded them.

The bullets enough to pierce the police body armor have been loaded. As long as the trigger is pulled, those who dare to make trouble in the Bliss Pavilion will be beaten to pieces.

Lu Mingfei stepped into the gate of the Bliss Pavilion calmly. In front of him, these murderers were just brats with toy guns.

"Guest, if you damage the items in the museum, you will have to pay for it."

A soft female voice sounded, breaking the tense atmosphere.

The female manager wearing a black suit and skirt has a tall bun, a slim figure and bright eyes.

She is obviously more beautiful than other female employees in the Bliss Pavilion, but she deliberately wraps herself in conservative clothes.

Such carefulness made her look even more attractive.

Lu Mingfei raised his chin, and Finger immediately opened the suitcase in his hand and threw it on the ground.

The green dollars are stacked in bundles, square and square but more graceful than any beautiful woman.

"Is it enough?"

he asked.

"That's enough, do you need me to exchange the remaining money into chips for you?"

the manager asked softly.

"I heard that you can fulfill all wishes here."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Guest, this is of course impossible."

The female manager smiled coquettishly.

"For example, if you want Hua Guo football to win the World Cup, we can't do it."

She made a joke, obviously she has a deep understanding of Chinese culture.

This is also a necessary skill for the manager of the Bliss Pavilion. The guests come from all over the world, and she must be able to have a common topic with everyone.

"I only want divine blood."

Lu Mingfei said straightforwardly.

"what is that?"

asked the female manager, blinking her eyes wide.

He frowned, unable to tell the truth from what she said.

If I knew it earlier, I would have consulted the priests of the Dark Angels. I heard that their interrogation skills are very good, and they can distinguish the authenticity of all biological words.

"It doesn't matter, if this is your wish, as long as you can win enough gold, the Bliss Hall will get it for you."

The female manager comforted.

"How much money do you need?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"12 billion yen is enough."

The female manager replied.

12 billion yen, or almost $900 million.

The community fund is enough, but it doesn't work, because the 12 billion yen must be won by blocking the table.

"I wish you good luck, Sakurai Kogure is looking forward to having an in-depth exchange with you in the VIP room."

The female manager covered her neckline with her hands and bowed deeply, as cautious as a young girl who just entered the workplace.

But her figure was as familiar as a poppy flower in full bloom.

Sakurai Kogure swayed away, and the guards in black continued to return to their original positions to patrol.

The guests are busy touching the employees, and the employees continue to be busy being touched by the guests.

Except for the copper door that fell to the ground, everything was as usual.

"Junior Brother, will you block?"

asked Fingal.

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

When he was in the lower hive capital, he had no money to stop him, and after becoming a space warrior, there was no such atmosphere in the chapter.

I actually fought with the Space Wolves when I visited Fenris, but it was wrestling and hunting sea monsters, not these mortal tools.

Chu Zihang saw that the equipment hadn't come in, but there was no need to ask.

How could a good student like him do such a thing.

Even if it's a card game, I won't take him for snacks, because I'm afraid he will lose and tell the teacher.

Although Chu Zihang would neither tell the teacher nor lose.

"Oh, it seems that I can only rely on me."

Fingel pretended to sigh, but was really gearing up.

Thinking that he has been blocked in Kassel for many years, not to mention that he always wins every block, it can also be said that he loses more and wins less.

But Fingel has always believed that it was because the amount was too small.

Now, an opportunity to win 12 billion yen is in front of him, and he must fight for his breath.

Not to prove that he is great, but to tell the group of people who always hate him that it is Cassel who has restrained his talent.

As for what kind of gameplay he plans to start with, it is naturally Pachinko.

This is a Japanese specialty and has to be tasted.

The prototype of Pachinko is the European billiard machine, but it reached unprecedented popularity after it was introduced to Japan.

Whether in Tokyo, Osaka, or even Hokkaido, where the average number of people is extremely low, pachinko shops can be found everywhere.

People of all ages come to the store early in the morning, grab their favorite machines, and sit around all day with bento boxes and cigarettes.

Amidst the never-ending sound of marbles, the wages, pocket money, and pensions of countless people are buried in the black hole at the bottom of the pachinko machine.

Pachinko takes the civilian route, so the betting is usually [-] to [-] yen, while the pachinko at the Bliss Pavilion, the minimum bet is [-] yen.

Finger sat in front of a pachinko with the background of Tai Dou Shenquan, and the beautiful girl waiter next to him immediately leaned over.

"Do you need me to introduce the gameplay to you?"

She crossed her hands to support the burden, and the open collar of the cheongsam was ready to emerge, and she didn't know which way to play it.

Generally speaking, at this time, the guests would grab the waitress and play the game console while playing games.

But Fingel glanced at Lu Mingfei who was standing with his hands down, and waved his hands with reluctance.

"No, don't bother me, I'm an emotionless pachinko killer."

He said righteously.

Ten minutes later, the pachinko killer leaned back, disheveled.

Losing thirty thousand dollars in such a short period of time, and failing to win the lowest level of rewards, he is indeed very talented in a certain sense.

It’s not surprising that this kind of ending happens. There will always be people who will swear by summing up the winning skills, but in fact, the winning rate of this kind of machine is completely controlled by the background of the machine.

Players don't even have the chance to fight wits and courage with the dealer, they are completely fat pigs waiting to be killed.

Lu Mingfei watched the steel ball bouncing back and forth on the steel nail, and judged the trajectory of the steel ball with his enhanced vision and motor nerves.

If he hits the machine, there is a high probability that the steel ball will move in the trajectory he wants.

Fingel patted him on the shoulder and pointed to the back.

Lu Mingfei looked back, the infield guards seemed to be patrolling daily, but in fact they were all staring at this side.

Obviously, the Bliss Hall would not leave them such an obvious opportunity to cheat.

"Would you like to play Texas Hold'em?"

Fingal suggested.

The kind of game hybrid that tests memory and calculation ability has an advantage.

"Need not."

Lu Mingfei shook his head and walked towards a corner of the Bliss Hall.

Many pairs of eyes watched them secretly, watching them walk to a project that no one cared about.

Touhu is a blocking opera that has been handed down since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

The gameplay is very simple, arrange a certain number of containers at different distances, and throw arrows into them to win.

Due to the lack of luck, this kind of game was played by fewer and fewer people. By the Ming Dynasty, it was basically just an occasional entertainment for the upper class.

But in the Bliss Pavilion, it may be to show off your high class, or it may be the personal preference of the boss behind the scenes.

This kind of ancient block play has been put out again, although basically no one will play it.

But today, the deserted pitching pot area is finally patronized.

Blocking the field is definitely to make money, so the rules of throwing pots in the Bliss Pavilion have also been restricted.

First, the opening of the container is very small, only two and a half fingers wide.

Second, the container is a moving target.

Third, the odds are very low, only 10:1.

Such a project with extremely low cost performance, naturally no fool would play it.

However, the Bliss Pavilion has also formulated many upgraded challenges, and players can choose their own combinations.

For each challenge chosen, the odds are doubled.

Starting from the fourth challenge, every time you choose one more challenge, the odds will be doubled.

The waitress who was guarding the pitching area came over.

Compared with the accompanying ladies in other areas, this waitress seemed much more reserved, and she held the hem of the cheongsam with her hand to prevent her from getting naked when she walked.

Finally a guest came, but Mumu Xiashu couldn't say how happy he was.

She was originally the daughter of a small factory owner, and she was considered a little princess in school.

But his father owed usury because of investment failure.

In order to keep his father's remaining eight fingers, Natsuki Megumi chose to accept the introduction of the underworld and came to work in the Bliss Pavilion.

She was actually quite happy to be assigned to the pitching area.

Although there is no tip if there are no guests, there is no need to be touched.

Mumu Natsuki has a shameful secret. In fact, she is still a virgin.

However, she is also curious about what kind of guests will come to patronize the pitching pot area.

The guests who will come to play such an unpopular project should be gentler than those bluffing local tyrants.

If it looks good, sell it for a good price the first time.

Mu Muxiashu thought a little bit shyly, but also sadly.

"Guest, do you need me to introduce the rules to you?"

She walked up to the guest with small steps and looked at him secretly.

What a mighty man!

This is Mu Mu Xiashu's first impression of Lu Mingfei.

He has a burly figure, neat short hair, a straight back, and those eyes that are always focused and firm.

But his facial features are very delicate, and this contradictory and harmonious sense of contrast allows Lu Mingfei to achieve the perfect combination of masculine beauty and neutral virtues.

Mu Mu Xiashu blushed, if it was such a guest, she would accept it even if she didn't give a tip.

"No thanks."

Lu Mingfei said lightly.

Because of the second and third mothers, he retains a little compassion for people like Natsuki Megaku.

"Okay, do you need to increase the challenge?"

she asked again.

There are a total of seven additional challenges on the board etched in gold, and the jammers can choose at will.

First, cover your eyes with a completely opaque eye patch.

Second, facing away from the pitching area.

Third, the speed of the moving target is doubled.

Fourth, a five-jin sandbag was tied to his hand.

Fifth, the distance from the throwing pot is increased by half.

Sixth, tie the two hands together.

Seventh, the arrows are replaced with curved shapes.

Each challenge will greatly increase the difficulty of throwing pots, and it is basically impossible to succeed if you choose more than two kinds.

Natsuki Megumi guessed which challenge this guest who made her heart would choose. Judging from his physical condition, he should choose the fourth or fifth challenge.

Maybe she would choose both, but that would be too difficult, and she still hoped that he could win.

"I choose them all."

Lu Mingfei said calmly.

Mumu Natsuki's eyes widened, she asked in disbelief.

"Are you sure?"

"determine."

This good-looking guest doesn't actually have mental problems, does he?
Mu Mu Xiashu had some doubts about his vision for a moment.

However, a guest is a guest, and the strict training at the Bliss Hall does not allow her to question the decision of the guest.

"Then please bet."

Lu Mingfei took the chips from Chu Zihang and poured them all into the tray in Mu Muxiashu's hand.

The weight of one hundred platinum chips made Mu Mu Xiashu's hands tremble uncontrollably, and even her body trembled.

One hundred million, one hundred is 100 billion.

If Lu Mingfei can really make the shot, his chips will be multiplied by 204.8 times, which is almost two trillion yen.

What can two trillion yen do?Megumi Natsuki doesn't have enough vision to imagine.

But she knew that even a fraction of this figure was not enough for the anointing loan that forced her to come to this kind of place to sell herself.

Those eyes who had been paying attention to Lu Mingfei were completely attracted, and their abnormal behavior attracted more people's attention.

Like a plague, the center of the entire Bliss Hall changed from those noisy crowded tables to this remote and quiet corner.

"let's start."

Lu Mingfei urged.

"Ah, yes."

Mu Mu Xiashu said in a panic.

She trotted to bring the props for the challenge, and put them on Lu Mingfei one by one.

First the sandbags, then the straps, and finally the blindfold.

Mu Mu Xiashu's height is only 1.5 meters seven, and even if he stands on tiptoe, he can't reach the eyes of the two meters one Lu Mingfei.

In order to accommodate her, he squatted down halfway.

Mu Mu Xiashu was finally able to look directly into Lu Mingfei's eyes, but she didn't dare to look again after only one glance.

In those deep eyes, there is a weight of the universe.

"Okay, okay."

She took the opportunity to brush Lu Mingfei's temples with her fingers, then took two steps back shyly, red from neck to ears.

"Sorry, we have to check again."

Two ugly men in black came over.

Their icy gazes patrolled the two of them back and forth, and their hands were tightly held on the handles of the guns.

It seemed that if there was any lack of cooperation, they would draw their guns and shoot.

Lu Mingfei didn't object, it was a reasonable request for blocking the field.

Fortunately, the action of the man in black was quite regular, he carefully checked whether there was any problem with the props, and did not make any provocative actions.

"excuse me."

After the inspection, the two men in black bowed deeply, and then stood aside.

With the support of Mu Mu Xiashu, Lu Mingfei walked to the prescribed position.

The mobile throwing pot started to move at the speed of ghosts and animals, and the strangely shaped arrow was also put into Lu Mingfei's hands.

To hell or to heaven, he has only one chance.

The originally noisy hall quickly quieted down, and everyone who was playing pachinko or pachinko stopped what they were doing.

Every blocker will have some ritual behaviors before facing an important blockage, some will bathe and change clothes, some will pray to God and worship Buddha, and some will smell their favorite underwear.

They were all guessing what this young man would do before throwing out the arrow worth two trillion yuan.

Whether to pray to the gods, drink a glass of strong wine, or grab the beautiful girl next to you for a passionate kiss.

Nothing at all.

Lu Mingfei just raised his arm and threw it away.

(End of this chapter)