Ember Gun

  Chapter 22 Gamblers

   "I told him that wearing this mask will become Saab, enjoy power, and pay the price. The real Saab will not give up his dignity, which makes you laugh."

  Sabo kicked the corpse away and smiled at Lorenzo, but the smile made Lorenzo terrified, he never thought it would be like this.

   "Surprised, isn't it? The real Sabo is a deformity, a dwarf."

  Sabo didn’t seem to be surprised by Lorenzo’s surprised gaze, or that he had seen too many such gazes in his life, and he was used to it.

Stretching out his five short arms, his body was distorted by the accumulation of flesh and fragile bones, and his internal organs were squeezed into this small body. He was panting slightly because of the sword swing just now, and his thick fingers grabbed and was bloodied. The soaked cards, he looks so bloated, but it doesn't matter.

"I hope you are not displeased by my substitute. After all, I am the owner of the green shark and want to rule a group of desperadoes. The dwarf body is not very useful and it is difficult to deter subordinates, let alone I am a Viking. People... Viking gnomes are ridiculous, right."

  Sabo said lightly, obviously a very sad thing, but he didn't say it like his own story.

   "Compared to being ridiculous, I think it's...great. It's quite powerful to command a group of desperadoes with this body."

  Lorenzo said sincerely.

  Sabo did not feel happy because of Lorenzo's praise, but said calmly.

"What about you? Mr. Lorenzo Holmes, I am curious why you are so confident to beat him. As long as the goddess of luck deviates from you a little bit, your head will explode completely. Did it."

  It is a bet on the edge of death, like dancing with death, only pure madness can be controlled.

   "Eyes, his eyes."

  Lorenzo pointed to his eyes, the gray-blue pupils were bright, reflecting the **** gaming table.

"That guy wants to win too much, wants to win crazy. As a boss, he should do everything, but his domineering is too cowardly. I have studied acting. He is not a qualified actor, and of course he is not a qualified gamble. A gambler, real gamblers will not retreat. The chips in their hands are all they have."

  Lorenzo had seen through the substitute long ago, but he thought it was just a small boss who was not worth worrying about, but apparently the real Sabo made things more complicated after he appeared on the field.

   "You seem to like gambling, but I have never seen you in a casino."

  Sabo seemed to have no hostility, and asked while shuffling the cards, the music in the hall was still the same, people were immersed in the warm bustling, the death of the double did not attract anyone's attention.

   "Bet is a good thing, it can reverse the situation, even with only one coin, it is possible to win the entire kingdom."

  Finger gently rubbed the brand-new butcher coin, Lorenzo replied.

"But a friend of mine once said to me that there is a finite amount of luck. The luck of a person's life is fixed. Maybe you should be killed by a carriage today, but before you hit you Fortunately, you fell and escaped the attack of death.

  Like a soldier on the battlefield, he can avoid countless bullets only because of luck, but when you run out of luck, there will be a deadly bullet that takes your life. My friend is the best gambler I have ever seen, but he rarely gambles, saying it is to accumulate his luck. "

  Sabo nodded. He had heard stories like this, but he had a different feeling when he heard it today.

   "Where is your friend? Did he win the entire kingdom?"

   "No, he exhausted his luck in a battle. The broken shrapnel cut into the only gap in his armor, piercing his artery, and the strongest armor became his grave."

  Lorenzo spoke slowly, his expression unchanged, as if it was just a forgotten past for him.

  "I also like to gamble, but what I like is the feeling of wandering between life and death, retreating with the trophy before the death knife falls."

Saying that Sabo licked his dry lips, it was a scarlet tongue, as if he had blood in his mouth, and his disordered teeth looked like a shark. Eve sat on the side and did not dare to speak. Everything tonight was beyond what she knew. The world of knowledge.

"You also know that it is difficult to find the feeling of being alive in my life with a deformity like me. Everyone thinks that you are an unknown symbol and no one cares about you. But at the edge of death, you have a wrong face with the **** of death, maybe You will also touch his black robe, and you are still alive, the shocking stimulation is great, the blood is boiling, and the dead heart is beating again!"

  Sabo said excitedly, his clumsy hand slapped the table top with air, like a deformed giant baby, with a weird weirdness.

   "So did you lose that?"

   Lorenzo asked.

   "Do you mean this?"

  Sabo stopped slapping the table as he said, and stretched out his hands, which were incomplete palms.

  Both palms are missing to varying degrees, the entire phalanx is cut off, leaving two or three fingers on it, but even then he is still flexible, and the dazzling shuffle comes from this incompleteness.

"Yeah. No gambler can't lose, but fortunately, my opponents are good guys. They left my thumb and **** so that I can continue to hold the sword... but it doesn't matter, I can always win back in the end. ."

I picked up the stabbing sword with only a few fingers. It was a slender and light sword without any decoration or even a grid. It was only composed of the blade and the hilt. The weight of the stabbing sword was greatly increased under this design. Decrease, and only in this way can Sabo command a deadly and swift sword with a few hands.

   "It's a good day, are you still playing a game?"

   "But I have already won."

   "That's my stand-in."

   "But he is also Sabo, isn't he?"

  The cold conversation, the two people did not let anyone, the rapier and the gun, all the chips were placed on the blood-stained gaming table.

  Sabo was silent for a while, then said.

  "About the previous few days, it was a man named mentor. What he asked us to do was to cover the group of people from escaping from the pursuit."

   "Who is that mentor."

   "I don't know, I only know that he has many identities, but they are all high-status identities, whether in Inervig or other countries."

   "Where are those people?"

  "This is the second question, Mr. Holmes."

  Sabo showed a grinning smile under the half of the mask, spread the card neatly in front of Lorenzo, the blood on it had not yet dried up, with a strange feeling.

  "So do you want to play another round?"

  ...

  It was a dead silence. Although the air was warm and the music was passionate, the atmosphere on this high platform was like an ice cellar.

  Sabo has already redeemed his dignity, but this is nothing more. If you want to get more information, you have to join the gambling game again. Lorenzo's eyes drooped, he was thinking, obviously this time is completely different from before, this time he is facing the real Sabo, a real gambler.

   "Enough is enough."

   Eve whispered, the princess of Phoenix’s shadow of the world was limited to the family's narrative of war, and she felt uneasy that she had never felt before.

  But Lorenzo ignored her. Like Eve, Lorenzo was equally upset, but unlike Eve's upset, Lorenzo really cared about the whole thing.

The mysterious goods from the north affected the Shrike and Sabo, as well as the people hiding deeper in the darkness. Of course, the most important thing was all that Lorenzo saw in the spiritual vision, the abnormal body, and the erected lighthouse. , That weird and hideous everything crawled out of the long-term memory, trying to bring him back to that rainy night.

  He needs to know the truth.

   "What is the bet?"

  Under the brass mask, the sound is calm and powerful, like iron sound.

  So under the bull's mask, a sincere smile appeared, and Sabo clapped his hands vigorously. The laughter was harsh and crazy, like the last carnival of the last day. He jumped off the chair violently, and his short body staggered to the edge of the high platform, looking down at the grand banquet like a king.

   "Everyone!"

He roared loudly, and the dancing crowd stopped looking at the short man on the high platform. It was very different from the Sabo in their impression, but they didn't care. They only recognized the mask at the banquet, who was wearing the bull Who is the master of the mask.

  Sabo is very happy, any pleasure the dying person gets will become huge, he shouted.

  "The prom begins!"

With the sound resounding, the orchestra’s repertoire changed instantly. The luxurious and beautiful of the past is different. This time the melody is full of weirdness and mourning. The piano players are forgiving and pulling the strings, as if an iron saw is cutting a living person. Go out belongs to the wailing of humanity.

The attendants did not know where they came from. The tray was no longer gold and jewelry but full of hallucinogens. The guests picked them up at will, and then exposed the inside of their wrists, which should have been smooth skin. Now it is full of needles, injecting them skillfully, and the gate of heaven is opened to fallen mortals.

  It was the carnival before the end, abandoning all ethics and morality, and the dark side of human nature opened. Eve stared at all this blankly. For the girl, this was the beginning of the nightmare. The air was filled with the smell of blood, and then the blood was restless, trying to join the depraved carnival.

   "Calm down the detective, this is just the beginning."

  The cold hand held her hand, it felt like a frozen ice cube, and Eve was awakened from the psychedelic.

   "Keep awake, you don't want to be like them, right."

  Lorenzo's voice sounded, and Eve was awakened from a big dream, and then with intense breathing, sweat soaked through the mask.

"What's wrong with me."

   Eve asked with some horror. With the weird feeling just now, she felt that the whole world was shattered before her eyes, and then recast into a weird appearance.

   "Hydraulic agent, there should be a lot of its volatiles in the air, the impact is not too big."

  The sharp dagger was pulled out from Eve’s dress. Lorenzo stuffed it into Eve’s hand. Holding the weapon tightly might make the girl feel more at ease.

   "So this is what the prom really looks like? A big feast of bliss."

  Gray-blue pupils were still clear, Lorenzo was not disturbed by the hallucinogen in the air at all.

   "Yes, all the people who come here are rich. Wealth can no longer satisfy them."

  Sabo walked down from the edge of the high platform and returned to the gaming table. He took out a coin from his mutilated palm and placed it between the two of them.

   "I will answer you one question once you win me." Sabo stretched out his right hand and raised his index finger.

   "What if I lose?"

   "You answer me a question."

   "I didn't expect I would like you so much." Lorenzo was a little surprised. He thought that someone like Sabo would ask Lorenzo to chop off his finger.

  "After all, you are the iron thorn of Shrike, Mr. Holmes, in a sense, I became Saab because of you, and became the leader of the Green Shark. You are my benefactor."

  Sabo’s eyes did not lie, and his achievements today are partly due to Lorenzo.

   "To be honest, it was a bit beyond my expectation." Lorenzo couldn't believe it.

  "This is nature. Orientals often say this thing. They call it ‘cause and effect’.

  I was there during the Red River massacre six years ago, but you also know that my size is difficult to attract people's attention, so I survived. Thank you for reshuffling Xiacheng District, which gave me a chance to rise. "

  It’s been a long time ago, but now that Lorenzo can still smell the blood, his face is stiff, like ice.

Eve was stunned by the side. She remembered the last time she heard Ironthorn. It came from the mouth of Officer Press, and what was more far-reaching was the Red River tragedy. At this moment, she finally remembered. .

"For the foreigner hired by the Shrike, the corpse you put into the Thames on that day made the Shrike today, and after that you disappeared mysteriously. Only a few survivors knew your name, but they were also in panic all day long. , I always feel that you will appear in a certain corner and take away the lives that should have died."

  That is already a story from the past, Lorenzo never mentions it or responds as if he has forgotten.

   "So what do you want to play? Sabo."

  Lorenzo is still calm, it seems that he has no emotions, a mechanical life.

  "How about coin flipping?"

  No one would have thought that Sabo would propose such a gameplay, with only fingers playing with the coin, he said immediately.

  "You are not very good at playing cards, right? It is inevitably unfair for a veteran to play against a novice. You like pure luck, so just this, and then...how about you?"

Speaking of the coin bounced towards Eve, the coin was spinning rapidly in front of the girl’s eyes and finally stopped slowly. The surface of the metal was mottled and shiny, and it looked very old. The carvings on it became blurred under the caress of many years. , Can vaguely see the axe and shield.

  (End of this chapter)