Chapter 217 Death Roulette
Looking at the two young girls dressed in the nobles in front of him, Drizzt realized that the God of Wealth mentioned in divination turned out to be these two. No wonder he couldn't find anyone to bet on him in the casino.
The other party's proposal attracted him instantly, and he pressed down the brim of the hat, making himself look more mysterious.
"Okay, what do you want to bet on? How about the sea monster hand? Everyone is familiar with the rules. If you don't know, I can teach you. It's easy to understand." Drizzt politely tried. The sea monster hand is the best he played with, and he is full of confidence even if he doesn't cheat.
After saying that, he noticed that both of them were purple-haired and purple-eyed, and the first time he saw such a person.
"No, we won't play that one, let's play the death roulette, that one is more exciting." Kahn said with a smile, his purple pupils staring at him with a smile, making Drizzt feel as if he was seen through.
"Death Roulette? Is this a new way to play? You have to tell me how to play it." Hearing this name, Drizzt's heart skipped a beat, but as long as it was gambling, he had nothing to be afraid of.
"It's very simple." Kahn spread his hands, and Kahsha put a revolver and a bullet on his hands, both of which were taken from Sarah's shop.
Then he pushed the bullet nest and said while putting the bullet in, "Put a bullet into the revolver's bullet nest, then rotate the bullet disc, and then close it. You and I take turns to put the pistol at their heads and press the trigger until someone is shot or dares not press the trigger."
"Look, it's enough to just move your hands gently. Isn't it simple?" After saying that, even smiled eagerly at him.
"Damn it's such a simple ghost!" Drizzt howled in his heart. Who is this little ghost? How could he say such terrifying words with a smile?
Drizzt subconsciously wanted to refuse because it was not that he could use fraudulent cards to gambling at will.
And the most important thing is that if you play like this, whoever is not lucky will die, but he doesn't want to admit that he doesn't have the courage.
Although the goddess of luck always stands on his side, it is hard to guarantee that she will not work any time!
But before Drizzt could refuse, Kahn offered a price that made him excited.
"If you win, I will give you a sea dragon skin, and you can customize a pair of leather boots for yourself."
Sea Dragon Skin!
That would be worth his three months of income!
Even though Drizzt tried his best to keep himself calm on the surface, his eyes still widened unconsciously, and he pressed down his hat brim slightly awkwardly.
However, after the initial impulse, he immediately calmed down.
Death Roulette is a game of pure luck and courage. He can't play his gambling skills at all. As long as there is a slight chance of losing, he doesn't want to participate.
So Drizzt gave in to the gambling game: "I can still tell the importance of a pair of boots and my life. Sorry, let's forget it."
Drizzt turned and left, but Kahn said again: "What if the bet was another life?"
"Huh?" He stopped. He had no relatives, and taking a selfie alone was a family photo. Someone actually threatened him with his life?
The little devil proposed the death roulette, and he looked prepared, but it seemed that he had not done enough to say such words, which was very strange.
"Who's life?" He turned around and looked at Kahn's smile that was sure to win, and his heart skipped a beat - he was talking about that person, right?
"Greforth's life."
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Drizzt eventually left with Kahn, and he couldn't sit idly by Grayfos.
He heard something from Kahn.
Drizzt had been in jail for ten years. Now the latter escaped from prison and came out to find him, but was caught by others. It was like fish on the chopping board, and he could not lose his life.
"It's obviously your fault! Why do I care about you?" Drizz was so embarrassed that he cursed Grayfos in his heart.
Reason told him not to slept in this muddy water, but the guilt in his heart forced him to save this old friend.
"You said it right? As long as I help you find the Abyss Crown, I will release Grayfos!" Drizzt asked repeatedly on the way back to the gun shop.
Kahn nodded, and Drizzt had asked these questions no less than twice.
Naturally, Drizzt still didn't dare to play death roulette with Kahn, so Kahn gave other conditions - hire Drizzt to go out to sea, and as long as he found the Abyss Crown, he would release Grayfos.
So Drizzt followed him to the diving cliff.
When he returned to the store, Sarah, who was in the front desk, saw Kahn bringing Drizzt back and smiled.
"Oh, the fish finally took the bait, but let's wait for a while."
Her tone made Drizzt feel uncomfortable, who tightened the card hidden in his sleeve and frowned: "Where is Grayfos, I want to see him."
"Greforth said the same thing when he came to you, and then he was thrown into the warehouse." Kasha suddenly said, which surprised Drizzt.
Then, Sarah went down to take Grayfos up and let the two meet in the store.
"Greforth, long time no see." Drizzt had prepared a better opening remark, but when he actually appeared, all the words flew out of the sky.
Graves had a piece of cloth tied to his mouth, and he could only whine twice, unable to hear clearly what he was saying. He stayed in the warehouse with ammunition for nearly a month, and his body was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
At Kahn's gesture, Sarah untied Graves, who walked straight towards Drizzt, unbuttoning the strip of cloth on her mouth as she walked.
On the other hand, while Drizzt's attention was all on Grayfos, Kahn quietly closed the store.
Drizzt looked at Grayfors, and began to realize something was wrong. He couldn't help but retreat, but was blocked by the door after walking a few steps.
"The god-killing guy! A slippery ghost! A dog bastard! Why?!"
Grayfors had amenorrhea, and with his anger, there was also the big hand that suffocated hard.
Drizzt's legs became weak and he avoided the slap in the face, otherwise he would have to look like a star.
"The goddess of luck opens her eyes and meets old friends, so it's not right."
"Bastard!" His pretentious tone once again angered Grayfos, making him feel ridiculed.
Then he grabbed Drizzt's collar, lifted it up and punched it in the stomach.
Drizzt bent down as if he was hit by a twenty-four-pound shell, constantly vomiting out sour water, leaning back against the door.
"Old friends can reminisce about the past, but don't make my store door too ugly." Sarah did not forget to remind her, but her tone sounded like she was urging fire.
"Shut up, doomy little girl!" Grayfors glared at Sarah, and she shrugged indifferently.
Chapter completed!