Volume 2: Boundless Walker Chapter 27 The difference between a madman and another madman!
Looking at Stent who had wiped Maple's neck, Goethe frowned secretly in his heart.
Another pervert!
Why do I always encounter perverts recently!
Sure enough, the environment of the 'secret realm' in front of us is too extreme!
The slightest abnormality can bring people to the brink of collapse!
While thinking this in his heart, Goethe opened his mouth and let out a strange laugh.
“Hehehahaha!”
Looking at Goethe's smile and listening to Goethe's laughter, Stent put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly.
"Meet Mr. Joker."
"You are more intimidating than I thought."
“Your smile is especially impressive.”
As Stent said this, he gestured at the corner of his mouth with his finger.
"Impressive?"
"certainly!"
"My beautiful wife was in debt due to her gambling addiction, and someone scratched her cheek with a knife. In order to accompany her, I cut the corner of my mouth with a knife, but she left me because she couldn't stand my face! Hehe hahaha!"
Goethe spoke crazily.
That weird laugh sounded again.
The surrounding sand bandits retreated unconsciously.
For some reason, they always felt panic and fear after seeing this clown.
Stentor is no exception.
However, the sand bandit consultant behaved as usual.
He simply raised his hand to signal the surrounding sand bandits to move away.
After the death of their leader, the surrounding sand bandits obeyed the advisor's orders, even after the advisor killed their leader. Or perhaps, because of this, they became even obedient.
The sand bandits retreated one after another, and Stent breathed a sigh of relief.
"Finally no one disturbs us anymore."
"Now……"
"Let's play a game."
As the consultant spoke, he pulled out a revolver from his waist.
It was not a normal gun-holding posture. As if worried that Goethe would misunderstand, the other party pinched the handle of the revolver with the index finger and thumb of his right hand and slowly lifted it out.
Goethe's eyes were immediately attracted by the revolver.
[Bloody Honor]!
He could clearly feel the [Bloody Honor] on it.
Immediately, Goethe prepared to take action.
However, lines of text suddenly appeared before my eyes——
[Roulette game is being judged...]
['Heart' passed! ]
【You are not affected! 】
…
The sudden words made Goethe narrow his eyes.
This action caused Stent to misunderstand.
The consultant smiled politely.
"As expected of you, Mr. Clown, you noticed something wrong so quickly."
"This is a 'prop' I got from an arrogant guy. It's a very practical prop. It allows me, the holder, to play a 'compass game' with the person I choose."
"I'll put a bullet in it, and then you shoot yourself and I'll shoot myself, until one of us is dead."
"certainly……"
"Mr. Joker, you can also fire several shots in a row to win the game!"
As if afraid that Goethe didn't know the rules of the game, the sand bandit consultant immediately explained.
However, when he said this, Stonel lengthened his tone, with deep ill intentions in his eyes.
After a brief pause, the other party continued to add the last rule.
"besides!"
"Once the game starts, you can't quit!"
"Whoever quits will suffer death!"
After saying this, the consultant looked at Goethe Clown's face with a look of madness and impatience in his eyes.
He pushed open the revolver's magazine, put a bullet in it, and immediately rotated the magazine to knock it back.
Card!
Amid the crisp sound, the sand bandit consultant asked with a smile on his face.
"Who's going first?"
Snap, snap, snap!
Goethe stretched out his arms and clapped his hands vigorously.
There was still a hint of smile on that originally weird face, but the smile at this moment had a more chilling feeling, making people who saw it feel even more terrified.
Goethe looked at Stent and spoke in a deep voice.
"Ladies first."
"ha!"
"You are such a joke!"
Stent laughed. He tried his best to look directly at Goethe's face, but every time he saw such a face, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
Everything seemed different from what he expected!
This is not the same kind!
But a terrible monster!
Damn lunatic!
Damn lunatic!
Damn lunatic!
The sand bandit consultant cursed in his heart.
On the surface, he still maintained courtesy, picked up the revolver, pointed it at his temple and pulled the trigger.
No hesitation.
No more nervousness.
Because this is a game that is bound to be won.
Card!
The magazine rotated and the hammer was fired.
The smile on the sand bandit consultant's face grew wider.
"It's your turn."
As the other party said this, he handed the revolver into Goethe's hands personally.
Goethe picked up the revolver with a silver-white body and a slender barrel, and words began to pour out before his eyes:
[Cunning Spear: A descendant of the 'Prophet' Modus accidentally discovered this revolver that his father had occasionally completed in his spare time. He was overjoyed and thought it was a lucky find, especially when he used this gun to play a life-and-death game with his two brothers and one younger brother, and won, and inherited all the inheritance of the three. He thought he would definitely become the master of the 'Doomsday Fortress', until one of the nine well-known heirs of the 'Prophet' Modus appeared in front of him. The other party did not give him a chance to play tricks, and directly cut off his limbs and killed him with the Cunning Spear. Later, the heir was pierced by Jock VI at the highest point of the 'Doomsday Fortress'. The gun was then collected by a commando captain of the 'Doomsday Fortress' until the other party was killed by Stuntel...]
[Effects: 1 , Roulette; 2, Burst Shot; 3, Fair; 4, Cunning]
[ Roulette game: The gun holder can play a 'life and death' roulette game with the person in front of him. Both parties need to make a 'heart' judgment. If one party passes the judgment, they can immediately enter the game, and the other party cannot refuse. In this game, the initiator of the game will receive a very high luck bonus, which will last until the end of the game. After the game starts, no matter the initiator or the participants, they cannot quit the game at will. Once they quit midway, they will be hit by 'bad luck' and 'bullet attack'.]
[Explosive Shot: After a short charge of 1 second, a bomb-level bullet is fired. Cooldown 1 hour]
[Fairness: The game initiator cannot accurately determine whether the game participants have passed the judgment]
[Cunning: If you are willing to pay the price, the game initiator can quit the game at will]
(Note 1: The Cunning Gun cannot shoot out of thin air, it still needs bullets)
(Note 2: When the game initiator activates "cunning", he must lose one of his fingers)
(Note 3: It still has many flaws and has a lot of room for improvement)
(Note 4: The current owner is Stender)
(Note 5: Mysterious items can be taken out of the 'secret realm')
…
[Get Bloody Honor x4]
…
When the last line of text appeared, Goethe's eyes showed joy.
He knew there was [Bloody Honor] here, but he didn't expect there were so many.
What a pleasant surprise!
As for the [Cunning Gun]?
That's double happiness!
Although Goethe didn't like the [Roulette Game] of [Cunning Gun], the [Explosive Shooting] was very much to his taste.
No man can resist a veritable hand cannon.
Goethe was naturally among them.
So, the gun is his.
He carefully examined his [Cunning Gun], and especially asked [Blood Raven Spirit] to observe the internal magazine and determine the position of the bullet.
"Sir Joker, this is a very special gun. You can't tell where the bullet is just by looking at it!"
"because……"
"What you see is all an illusion!"
"We can only rely on luck!"
"And me?"
"I've always had good luck!"
Stent gave a friendly reminder.
As the master of the [Gun of Cunning], Stent has conducted more than a dozen experiments.
He has a deep understanding of the [Spear of Cunning].
That's why he dared to play such a game with Goethe.
because--
He will win!
Under Stent's gaze, Goethe picked up the [Gun of Cunning], pointed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger.
Card!
The gun didn't fire.
There was a flash of disappointment in Stent's eyes.
But on the surface, he smiled.
"Mr. Joker, you are in luck."
"luck?"
“I never believe in luck!”
As he said these words, the [Spear of Cunning] in Goethe's hand slipped to his cheek.
Goethe pulled the trigger again.
Card!
The gun still didn't fire.
Stent's eye sockets shrank rapidly.
"Your luck, really, really..."
Stent tried to say something, but his words came out stuttering.
Unconsciously, the pressure came to his side.
Especially when the bandit consultant saw Goethe pointing the [Spear of Cunning] at his chin again, sweat began to form on his forehead.
Still want to continue?
Will this madman continue?
Doesn't he know what fear is?
In his heart, the sand bandit consultant roared wildly.
Goethe seemed to see the change in the mood of the Sand Bandit Advisor, and he said word by word:
"I don't believe in luck, but I do believe in..."
“Cheat!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Goethe pulled the trigger again.
Card!
The gun still didn't fire.
Just when Stent's breathing was about to stop, Goethe pulled the trigger again.
Card!
The gun still didn't fire.
Goethe smiled.
He picked up the Gun of Cunning and handed it to Stent.
"4:1."
"There's one more chance."
"It's your turn!"
The corners of Goethe's mouth turned up, and a clown's smile appeared in Stent's sight.
The ferocious and weird smile grew bigger unconsciously.
Quickly, it occupied the entire field of vision of the sand bandit consultant.
"Get away, you lunatic!"
"This game doesn't count!"
"Do you think I'm really playing this game with you?"
"I was just teasing you!"
"Everyone!"
"Come with me!"
"Kill him!"
Stent opened his mouth and roared, sticky saliva floating between his teeth.
A madman met an even scarier madman.
At that moment, the madman turned back into a normal person.
Bang!
The bullet blew up Stent's head.
Then Goethe took out his sawed-off shotgun and shot Stent two more times.
"4:4, fair!"
Goethe blew the muzzle of his gun and put away the short-barreled shotgun and the [Spear of Cunning]. He began to examine the body of the sand bandit consultant and count his spoils, but unfortunately there was nothing worth paying attention to.
During this process, Goethe kept an eye on the sand bandits around him.
However, these sand bandits seemed to be stupid, standing there motionless.
When Goethe stood up again and looked at them, all the bandits knelt on one knee and said -
"Greetings, sir."
"We will pledge our allegiance to you!"
"We are happy to help you!"
