Under the dim light, all kinds of mummies fell to the ground in pieces, which means that there is no law to protect the corpse in this world of entertainment until death. Otherwise, if Bellete's dissection alone would be enough to be sent to prison.
But it is normal to think about it carefully. After all, in this world, it is a world of per capita. If the body that dies is not allowed to be processed, wouldn’t the merchant who recycles the prosthetic body become a black merchant? Selling prosthetic body usage data
Wouldn't the businessman become a hacker? And those who collect drug data, pathological characteristics, and...
Maybe at the beginning, this was illegal, but as those in need lowered their bottom line again and again, it would naturally become legal.
However, the audience was too lazy to care about these corpses that were placed in other live broadcast rooms, they might be quite eye-catching (that was an anatomy! to explore the cause of death! by Bellet) live broadcast, their attention has been on the anchor
There wasn't even a little bit of light on the gambling table.
At this time, the two ghosts at the gambling table were already in a state of hysteria. Only the long-haired dealer who was pulled up could keep his emotions stable. However, judging from her dealing cards, it seemed that she was also a little bit
I was afraid of being beaten to death by the two ghosts at the gambling table.
The bet has lasted for nearly an hour now. While the Bellet anchor kept picking out the lesions that seemed to be problematic, the chips in front of the two ghosts were constantly decreasing.
Now the Ghost Hand has only three black coins left, while the dice gambling chips still have 33.
It’s not that the gambling ghost has a greater chance of winning, because if you look closely, you will find that the faces of humans are gone on these chips, but reliefs of dice are printed.
Yes, the gambler's chips were completely lost more than ten minutes ago, and now these thirty-three chips have caused it to draw a hundred chips from itself and lose the remaining weight.
At this time, in the live broadcast room, no one said anything like "Anchor, stop gambling" in the barrage. All the viewers had a tacit understanding. Through topics about gambling, the anchors were inspired to say and bet with gambling.
Related lines.
As viewers, they don’t even know what the anchor’s trump card is, but they just command it like this—or in the command that someone deliberately wants the anchor to lose, Mr. Bellet actually lost less and won more. If I just came to live today
At that time, there was a bit sub-healthy citrus. Now, the healthy skin tone and clear eyes were so good that it seemed like a special effect was added, it was like the light of life was about to overflow!
"Oh, really, these corpses have been dead for at least three years. Are you sure the casino has just closed down now? Or is it that too many people died in this casino and finally started to be investigated, so they threw everything to the ghost and ran away by themselves.
?”
Burlett stood up with his back to the gambling table, rubbed his waist, which was a little sore after squatting for a long time, but found that his waist was not sore at all, and he said a little surprised:
"Hey, you're not tired? Is it because of which protein powder I've used recently? Well, go back and talk to the other party. If you are willing to pay, please help him bring the goods..."
[Shenda Miao’s protein powder, ghost brand protein powder, right?]
[Ph! Anchor, what do you think of the stud in Texas Hold'em?]
Seeing someone breaking the rules and complaining, the audience immediately jumped out and sent a barrage to suppress the incident. When Bellet saw this barrage, he shook his head and said:
"Poker is different from a simple slot machine, guessing dice. In addition to luck, psychological warfare is also a crucial part. The focus of this zero-sum game is to scare the opponent, and stud is itself a kind of momentum."
As soon as the words fell, his body grew old in a way that was visible to the naked eye. While forming hundreds of chips at the gambling table, it also staggered at the foot of Bellet and almost fell down.
"Good guy, it turns out that it's not that I'm in good health, but that I'm numb... It seems that the anchor, I have to drink some wolfberry, so let's stop here today, and clean up the samples first."
Burlett sighed, but the audience ignored him, but instead expanded their holographic mode and stared at the two ghosts at the gambling table.
The ghost hand grabbed his trump card, glanced at it, then waved his hand, and the gambling ghost with only thirty-three chips left in front of him seemed to have red eyes, stretched out his tentacles again and pulled them from his body.
He threw out a lot of coins and threw them on the gambling table.
Although there was no sound, almost all viewers could feel the last try of the bad gambling who had been forced to the end of the road by gambling.
"After all, once you stud, there is no way out. This is a way to give up all skills. Generally speaking, there are only two situations that you will choose stud. The first is the last try, without any room for turning around, but
It is impossible to give up. On the one hand, it is to try to scare away the opponent, and of course it is also possible to lure the enemy into the bait. On the other hand, it is to start the game. In this case, you know that you can't beat the opponent in your psychological warfare, so you should simply choose
Leave everything to luck…”
Seeing that no one was taking the wolfberry stubble, there was no more flowers, but took out a self-sealed bag, carefully packed the dried heart, eyeballs, and lung leaves, and labeled them, and kept muttering the previous ones in his mouth.
topic.
What is very appropriate is that at the gambling table, the white ghost hand held two black chips (one bottom should be placed in each game), raised his legs and watched quietly as the dealer dealt cards to both sides.
The gambling man took out this handful of chips and seemed to have damaged the origin. Even the ghost became extremely illusory, and even saw the cards directly with his tentacles.
No one on the anchor's side reads the cards at all, and everyone can only see the four plain cards.
Although it was a card game full of tension, there was no epic at this time. There were no 3 old k vs. 3 peeled eggs, nor did the red heart flush and the spade flush. Both cards were miscellaneous cards, and even the flush flowers were all in one flush.
No gamble.
But small cards also have small cards to bet. When the dealer helped the anchor to lift the trump card and form a pair, the dice gambling ghost instantly waved its tentacles, got up and pounced on the anchor.
Although the cards have not been opened, everyone understands that they can't afford to lose and lose their temper!
However, the anchor's luck was still playing a role as usual. The chips turned into streams of light with the dice gambling monster's rage, like a meteor shower, and were thrown into the anchor's body, which could almost be observed with the naked eye.
The spiritual light of life ignited a handful of golden flames and directly bounced the dice gambling ghost out.
The gambling ghost was like a drifting stone that was floating in the water. He bounced back and forth between the ceiling and the gambling table several times before finally hiding in the darkness. The pale ghost hand held three chips hard and flew away
I went back to the anchor, as if I was trying the temperature while drinking tea, so I carefully touched the anchor's shoulder. After a few rounds and turns, I carefully stopped on the anchor's shoulder and finally disappeared without a trace.
The long-haired female ghost looked around and found that it seemed that she had nothing to do. She immediately fled from the casino like flying, leaving only the Bellit anchor who seemed to have found nothing, and took a bag of water and went to the nearby area.
The police station walked to the
【Fuck, what luck is this!】
The same barrage almost filled the entire live broadcast room in an instant, and it was this moment of emotional excitement that a new entry slowly took shape in Feng Xue's body...
I'm not in good condition recently, and the update is a bit unstable. Sorry