Chapter 25 This must hurt

This card.

is 10

His current cards are 2,3,8,10.

So the total is 23.

It’s already past the stipulated 21 o’clock

Mr. Zai was at a loss at this time and didn't know what to do.

His deck of cards was also seen by the audience in the live broadcast room, and they all praised him as the living god of gambling.

Then I bought a bunch of gifts and paid for this live broadcast.

In their view, this was intentional by the anchor.

But this is not a complete job!

Zai Zong was about to cry, but he never expected that the card he called would be a 10.

Directly changed from 13 to 23!

Failed on the spot!

Then the result of failure is

Mr. Zai swallowed his saliva and looked at his opponent.

After Hoffman hesitated for a while, he gave an answer that made him even more heartbroken.

[I don’t want the cards anymore.]

"Grass!"

Mr. Zai cursed loudly and saw the option of whether he wanted a card or not appeared in front of him.

"It's over!"

"I want something else! All my cards are busted! I've already lost this one!"

He immediately chose 2.

[I don’t want the cards anymore.]

Mr. Zai has already prepared for the fate of losing his finger.

It's just a game anyway, no big deal.

It's not me who's injured, I'm just playing games.

Cut off someone's finger and do my shit.

Mr. Zai thought this in his mind, and then waited for the result.

Soon, because no one was calling cards on the stage, it was time to announce the results.

The masked man's voice sounded from the speaker at the right moment.

[Okay, gentlemen, now let’s reveal the results.]

[The winner is]

The masked man stopped abruptly, and the surroundings became dead silent at this moment.

Mr. Zai's heart suddenly jumped inexplicably, and a strange sense of depression came from all around, making him feel uncomfortable and nervous.

Opposite me, Hoffman was also panting constantly, adding a touch of uneasiness to the depressing environment.

Because it was so real, Mr. Zai was completely drawn into it, as if he was immersed in it.

One second.

two seconds

At this moment, the masked man's voice sounded loudly like the judgment of hell.

[Hoffman!]

The trump card on the stage was immediately revealed.

Mr. Zai saw the number of cards on the opposite side at a glance.

7,1,9.

Added up, 17 points.

At the same time, he saw Hoffman's body softening, as if he thought he was alive, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But on his side

It will be different.

At this moment, the masked man's voice suddenly became deep, sinister, and fierce.

[Now, the loser pays the bet.]

Then, Mr. Zai saw that the guillotine on his little finger began to shake violently as if it had been activated by something.

At this time, the protagonist Clancy he controlled also became panicked and spoke urgently.

[What!? Wait!! Wait a minute!!]

But the sharp and cold guillotine gave him no chance.

Under the traction of the mechanism, the violently shaking blade cut instantly at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye!

Chi——

Blood splattered.

It stained the sleeves and spread around.

The broken little finger was bounced to the table, and then fell to the ground.

What followed was Clancy's heart-rending scream.

[Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!!!]

Seeing this scene, Mr. Zai was dumbfounded!

His two handles were vibrating wildly.

There were also bloodstains in front of his eyes, and there were bursts of scarlet that blurred his vision.

He saw Clancy, the protagonist he controlled, bending over in pain, his hands twitching in pain, and his eyes in pain were scarlet and blurred.

For some reason, Mr. Zai obviously didn't feel anything, but under the VR experience, the blurry scarlet color in front of his eyes was as if a certain nerve sense in his brain had been stimulated, which had a slight effect.

In this visual expression method, he unconsciously thought of the torture and pain that Clancy suffered.

Imagine the pain of having your fingers connected to your heart and your nerves being cut!

So much so that he couldn't help but tremble all over.

[Oh, this must hurt.]

The masked man's voice sounded at an inappropriate time, with obvious schadenfreude in his tone.

This also made Clancy roar in pain.

[Ah! You madman! Why do you do such a cruel thing!!!]

Mr. Zai was brought back to reality by these two voices.

His eyes looked at the place where the broken finger was. The bloody flesh there was so shocking that he couldn't help but feel chills running down his back.

To be honest, the enemies he has killed in the game could probably circle around Blue Star.

At the same time, he has also experienced various deaths in the game, and has long been used to it, and even feels bored.

But these are all spoken through a computer screen.

So no matter what, there is no nausea of ​​killing or fear of death.

Now, in this VR game that is as lifelike as reality, the indifferent mentality that we had on computers no longer exists.

VR's powerful first-person experience and pain expression techniques allowed him to experience the unbearable pain just by looking at it.

How true!

This game is already better than that of major foreign players!

At this time, this bloody scene also caused the viewers in the live broadcast room to comment one after another.

"Damn it, it hurts so much!"

"Is this such a big deal?"

"Brother Zai is so miserable. He gave me blood when he came up."

"Is this game purely based on luck? Then there is no skill at all."
To be continued...