become king in cruel games

Chapter 67 Card Carnival (16) Manipulating Psychology

The empty high-backed chair moved in an instant, and the original table became slender, with two wide rollers even appearing on it.

Wu Sheng compromised. He didn't want to play cards in a pile of ice. That would be too weird.

[For the sake of No.[-]'s safety, she can't get too close to the card game. This will affect the game. Well, we put the cards on the reels, and finally No.[-] over there will reveal the answer]

Feng Yu stood up silently, and came to the table. She observed it, and after making sure that there was no mechanism on the chair, she sat down gently.

The cold stick clung to the high-backed chair behind Feng Yu, and its sharp eyes were locked on Wu Sheng and No. 12 in front of the card table. Feng Yu's cold aura continued to rise, and even somewhat overtook Wu Sheng's tendency.

Ye Xiao in the distance smiled lightly.

Xiaolong on the high-backed chair blinked.

Wu Sheng straightened his back silently and curled his lips.

Some resentment.

Feng Yu looked at the croupier in red sitting on the right: "Let me reveal the answer? In other words, I am the croupier of this card game, right?"

Wu Sheng was stunned for a moment. He smiled like Feng Yu and narrowed his translucent eyes. He avoided the sharp gaze of the ice dragon.

[Yes, dear No. [-], you are free to do so, I invite you - just to enhance the atmosphere, you know, I am a qualified atmosphere enhancer, I like to exaggerate the atmosphere of panic]

【After all, fear has to be brewed slowly~】

Feng Yu felt that the dealer suddenly became a little greasy, but she still reached out and pressed the two cards to the edge of the table.

"Please get ready, both of you."

"I'm going to reveal the answer."

Feng Yu picked up the card with a dark cover and raised it for everyone to see to ensure fairness.

"Player side, stone."

"No prescription, Bu."

"In the first round, Wu Sheng wins."

Ye Xiao's guess was absolutely correct.

The little ice dragon poked its head out from behind Feng Yu. It didn't provoke, but just stayed by her side silently.

There was a lot of fear on NO.12's face. She really couldn't believe it: "When I play Guess the Ding Shell, I usually play the rock first, and I win in most cases. Most people like to play the scissors in the first game... "

NO.12 pursed her lips, her brain working rapidly.

The croupier looked at NO.12 with a smile, his voice was a little excited, and the second card was buckled to the table.

This time, Wu Sheng took the lead without hesitation.

[NO.12, this is a game of luck, don’t worry, there are still four rounds left, this is not a game that determines the outcome]

What will happen if there is no life?
His first game choice was revealed, and most of the winners will continue his previous choices. Will Wu Sheng change his cards?

what to do?What should come out?
NO.12's hands and feet were a little cold, and she was extremely nervous. A trace of fear of fireworks spread from the bottom of her heart. Her eyes circled the remaining eight cards, and finally locked on one card.

Stone.

Take a gamble, she will continue to produce rocks.

Pursing his lips, NO.12 gritted his teeth and put the cards on the table.

Feng Yu found that except for announcing the results, she was completely unable to move, like a controlled puppet. She looked at the croupier in red and narrowed her eyes with a smile.

The ice dragon on the high-backed chair changed its posture. It seemed to have self-awareness, quietly guarding Feng Yu who was thinking.

This time, Feng Yu picked up the two cards on the table again.

“Player side, stone.

No prescription, scissors. "

"In the second game, the player wins."

[It seems you won this round, dear NO.12]

Wu Sheng smiled lightly.

NO.12 became so excited that she even forgot to control the expression on her face and became a little smug: "It seems that ordinary players can still beat the dealer!"

NO.12 fell into an emotional danger that was unprepared for.

Feng Yu remembered that the croupier once said - fear needs to be brewed slowly.Therefore, it is very possible that Wu Sheng lost this game on purpose. After all, Wu Sheng's face was expressionless now, and he did not show any loss.

She clearly remembered that when he defeated the lizard monster and when he exposed the button problem, Wu Sheng's expression was twitchy, and the corners of his red mouth even curved downwards.

Seeing the way NO.12 fell into Wu Sheng's trap, Feng Yu didn't want to say anything, because apart from announcing the results, Wu Sheng had been bored and muted her.

The croupier just sat opposite her and smiled quietly. He glanced at Feng Yu, as if he knew Feng Yu's helpless thoughts. The red gentleman just smiled quietly and became silent.

However, this is not in line with the character of the inanimate chatterbox.

(End of this chapter)