Chapter 317

The girl's groans were exceptionally clear in the empty hall. Taking advantage of this moment of being stunned, Xia Yubing pounced and knocked Shalishali to the ground, and the two lay down under the seats in the audience area together.

The male entourage who had come back to his senses held the gun with both hands, wanting to find the lost target again, but heard Ikes behind him roar in suppressed pain: "Don't worry about them, help me leave. The situation here is not right. That woman needs time to reload. Alan, let's go!"

"Alright, Mr. Ikes."

The entourage named "Alan" then gave up looking for Xia Yubing and Shalishali, knelt on one knee in front of his employer, took off his tie to use as a rope, wrapped it around the root of his right leg, and tied it tightly, temporarily stopping the continued blood loss from the gunshot wound on his leg.

After stopping the bleeding, the entourage Alan held the gun in one hand and helped his employer in the other. The two limped toward the back.

And what neither of them noticed was that just a few steps after they turned and left, a new corpse appeared in the audience seats, and warm blood dripped down.

At the same time, Xia Yubing and Shalishali, who were covered by rows of seats, also left the audience seats, bowing their heads and bending their waists from another direction, and arrived in a bright corridor hanging with light purple silk curtains. This is the staff passage for theater waiters to serve tea and water to various viewing boxes on the second floor. Starting from here and walking up a little bit, you can see viewing box No. 1 where Ning Zhe and Xia Yubing stayed the most at the beginning.

The curtain of viewing box No. 1 was still in the state of being pulled open at this time. Xia Yubing looked around, didn't find any signs that Ning Zhe had been here. Shalishali had just recovered from the fright just now, and asked upon seeing this: "Ms. Xia, what are you looking for?"

"Looking for my husband..." Xia Yubing realized she had made a slip of the tongue as soon as she opened her mouth, so she didn't continue.

She carefully came to the railing and poked her head out a little bit to look outside, only to see that the audience seats below were empty, and there was nothing.

"Hmm?"

Did I see it wrong?

Xia Yubing poked her head out to look again, determined that she hadn't misread. The audience seats were indeed empty, not a single person, and not even a dead person. The corpses that had appeared on the seats one by one before had disappeared without a trace at this time, and an ominous premonition rose in her heart.

Before she could think much, a stench of rotting corpses drifted from behind. Xia Yubing's body stiffened, slowly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and slowly turned her head to look back, only to see Shalishali, who had been scared silly, standing in place without daring to move. The girl's thin body trembled uncontrollably, and her pale little face was full of terrified expression.

Beside the oval glass table in the center of the viewing box, a tall, thin male corpse in rags, with gray-white skin and covered in corpse spots, was standing there at some point, with an old, broken sack over its head, making it impossible to see its face.

Together with it, there was also an old, skinny corpse without a head on its shoulder, appearing in the room. Its whole body was so thin that it was skin and bones, only its belly was round and round, like a pregnant woman ten months pregnant. Its hands were as dry as eagle claws, its left hand holding its own head, and its right hand holding a small cloth bag embroidered with a hundred birds facing the phoenix pattern.

"God, God of Wealth..." Xia Yubing opened her mouth and muttered.

Just as the two were astonished, two more figures walked in from outside the door, supporting each other and arriving at the table. It was the noble man Ikes, who had been shot in the thigh by Xia Yubing before, and his entourage, Alan.

Why are they here too?! Xia Yubing subconsciously hid her hand behind her waist, gripping the revolver that had already been reloaded.

Ikes's face changed, and he was about to open his mouth to speak, but the Gambling Ghost in rags came to him.

Ikes widened his eyes, letting the foul-smelling breath hit his face, not daring to move at all. The entourage supporting him, Alan, also froze in place.

Xia Yubing watched the eerie scene happening in the room nervously: The Gambling Ghost stood in front of Ikes without saying a word, reached into his pants pocket, and fished out... a deck of blood-stained playing cards.

The Gambling Ghost sat on the sofa beside the oval table with the playing cards, unpacked the card box, and took all the playing cards into its hand. Swish—swish—there was only the sound of it shuffling cards in the silent room. Xia Yubing glanced back, and the audience seats were still empty, not even a dead person.

At the same time, the God of Wealth's legs also bent down, placing the head and cloth bag in His hands together on His lap, sitting quietly opposite the Gambling Ghost.

"Sure enough... the God of Wealth was also pulled into the gambling game by this Gambling Ghost." Xia Yubing's heart trembled. Recalling what Ning Zhe said before leaving, she had to force herself to calm down, took Shalishali's hand, and the two sat on the sofa together. If people chosen by the Gambling Ghost as gambling opponents don't follow the rules to gamble with it, some kind of terrifying thing will happen.

"This woman really knows some inside information." Ikes gritted his teeth secretly, exchanged glances with his entourage Alan, and the master and servant sat down one after another.

The Gambling Ghost's shuffling continued.

There are 6 people sitting around the oval table, in clockwise order:

Gambling Ghost, Alan, Ikes, God of Wealth, Shalishali, Xia Yubing.

After the last person took their seat, the Gambling Ghost finished shuffling the cards.

The tall, thin male corpse in rags stood up from the sofa holding the poker, and started dealing cards to everyone one by one in clockwise order, starting with itself.

A standard deck of poker has 54 cards. With 6 people sitting, each person gets 9 cards.

After dealing the cards, the Gambling Ghost sat back on the sofa, picked up the 9 cards in front of it with one hand, looked at them simply, and then squeezed them with one hand. Under the eyes of everyone, it fanned them into a beautiful fan shape, with the suit side facing itself, seemingly to avoid being seen by others.

There are many kinds of poker game rules. Xia Yubing didn't know which game she was about to play, so she learned from the Gambling Ghost and picked up her 9 cards, checked them simply, and fanned them out with the suit side facing herself.

!

The 9 cards Xia Yubing got were:

Ace of Hearts, 4 of Hearts, 7 of Hearts, 8 of Clubs, 10 of Diamonds, Jack of Hearts, Queen of Spades, King of Hearts

And a Big King.

Is this a good hand? Or a bad hand? It depends on the rules of this round.

At this time, Ikes and Alan sitting across the table had already checked their cards, and both of them learned from the Gambling Ghost and fanned their cards out with the suit side facing themselves.

Only the God of Wealth, who was sitting on the same sofa as Xia Yubing and Shalishali, remained motionless, letting the 9 playing cards lie face down in front of Him, without even looking at them.

Xia Yubing looked at the God of Wealth cautiously, feeling a bit strange. Why didn't the God of Wealth ask her for money this time?

At this moment, the Gambling Ghost across the table moved. It held the cards in its left hand and reached its right hand, covered in corpse spots, toward Alan, who was sitting on its left.

To be precise, it reached toward the card fan in Alan's hand.

The 4 living people in the room didn't dare to blink, staring nervously at the Gambling Ghost using its fingers to pinch one of the cards in Alan's hand and pull it out from the card fan.

【7 of Clubs】.

The Gambling Ghost held the 7 of Clubs pulled from Alan's hand, compared it with its own card fan, and then pulled out a card from inside.

【7 of Spades】.

The Gambling Ghost threw the two black "7s" onto the center of the table with a bang, and the already silent atmosphere in the room became even more silent.

(End of this chapter)