Warhammer Wizard

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"Pink Horse's top brand, which one I haven't tasted?"

Ding Laji’s short body stood on the chair, talking so loudly, the guests at the nearby tables were all heard attentively: “If you want to say which one tastes best, it must be Tracy, that figure...tsk tsk, but Tracey’s appearance is a bit worse."

"The most beautiful is the elf Amanda, but it's a pity that she can't survive!"

Ding Laji shook his head with regret, "Amanda has no professionalism. I have asked. She has been in this business for more than 80 years. She is still inferior in technology. She is inferior to a teenage little girl. She wasted her beautiful picture. Face."

"Yes..." Someone agreed.

"She is not willing to go with other women, she can't stay at night, yeah!" A 5 or 3 thick client patted the table to express his dissatisfaction.

A middle-aged man at Ding Laji’s table said: “Who makes her an elf? With this status, 8 golden shields a night is considered cheap.”

A large group of men chatted in a frenzy, the wine in their hands had never stopped, and some of them drank their heads. For which prostitute had the best skills, they were so blushing that they almost didn't do anything.

Ding Laji is an authoritative expert in this regard.

His eloquence is very good, a few words can win everyone's approval and settle disputes.

Ren listened with interest. He slowly walked up to the third floor. This is the highest level of the tavern. It is designed as an open platform with a wide view. You can see the bustling pedestrians on the street. Not far away is the main entrance of the Mallet Arena. , It is the best location on the whole road.

There are a dozen tables on the platform, almost full of people.

Most customers are Transcender. They are either drinking or playing cards or boasting and chatting.

Ren didn't want to contact Ding Laji, he was going to find an empty seat to sit down and rest, by the way, he continued to find the target with the eyes of the soul.

"Hunt Fiend."

Ding Laji stopped talking and suddenly looked over and shouted, "Please come and sit here."

Ren was sure he was calling himself because he was the only one hunting Fiend. He couldn't help being surprised. Did Ding Laji see any weak spot?

His gaze swept across the platform, but couldn't find an empty seat, so he could only go and sit down.

This table is located on the edge of the railing. It can overlook most of the street. Apart from Ding Laji, there is only a middle-aged man dressed as a mercenary, with black hair, messy stubble on the chin, and lean body. It has a fierce appearance like a hungry wolf, with a long sword hanging from its waist.

Ren glanced at him, this was a high-level Demon Sword sergeant.

"Thank you."

Ren thanked him in a low voice, his face indifferent.

"You're welcome." Ding Laji sat back on the chair, poured a gulp of spirits, grabbed a stack of 10000 spiritual cards and shuffled the cards quickly, and exclaimed comfortably: "Bolin, another game, today I will connect you All the panties are lost."

"come on."

The senior Demon Sword sergeant named Pauline snort, "You pervert, don't even let go of men's underwear, stay away from me in the future."

Two players played 2 psychic cards and ignored Ren.

Ren called the waiter to order a glass of beer, his eyes fell on the street, and he continued to observe.

Soon, a round of cards ended.

"Haha, give the money!" Ding Laji laughed arrogantly. "I touched the corner of the lucky Goddess today. Not only did I take on a big deal, my luck in playing cards is also getting better, and I can come back no matter how I play, ha ha ha ha ......"

"Dogshit luck!"

Paulin reluctantly took out two golden shields and threw them to Ding Laji: "One more game."

After half an hour.

"Damn it, did you cheat?" Pollin's face flushed. He lost 5 or 6 games in a row and had lost more than a dozen gold shields to Ding Laji.

Ding Laji shrugged, with a smug look on his face: "I said good luck today, you did not trust me."

"Stop playing!" Pauline threw the cards on the table and started drinking.

Ren watched and said nothing. He saw clearly that Ding Laji was not at all cheating. His card skills were actually very good, and he was indeed lucky. There were a few headwinds and he was about to lose. He suddenly got a good card. Reversed the situation and finally won.

In the game of 10000 Lingpa, the rules are complicated and the technology is very important.

But when the card skills have reached a very high level, the strength of the two sides is equal, and the card quality is similar, the competition is not only card skills, but also luck.

Sometimes a single card can turn over.

Pollin scolded him for cheating. In fact, he knew that his skills and luck were not as good as others.

Judging from the soul status of the two people, they have a good relationship, and they are close friends.

Ding Laji stayed for a while, poured half a glass of wine in one breath, suddenly looked towards Ren who was sitting next to him, and asked: "Fiend Hunter, what is your name?"

"Van Helsing." Ren replied concisely.

"Do you know how to play cards?" Ding Laji asked expectantly: "Would you like to play a few games with me?"

Ren was taken aback for a moment.

This guy took his task and didn't follow the necromancer, but sitting here drinking and playing cards. What kind of fame is he doing?

Soul Eye penetrated into Ding Laji's mind and saw his soul state, one of the elements was flickering, and it was constantly running.

Ren saw this element clearly, and he suddenly felt in his heart.

There was an unclear expression on his cold face, and he replied concisely: "Can play, no cards."

"It's okay, I have a lot of spare cards, I can lend you a set of decks first." Ding Laji enthusiastically took out several stacks of cards from his pocket, there are probably 2, 100 2 cards, many of which are blue There are even two or three of the rare cards of "Purple", which are obviously collected carefully.

"Okay." Ren didn't refuse.

Anyway, I'm idle, playing cards doesn't affect my detection of pedestrians, just keep staring.

To play a game of 10000 spiritual cards, everyone needs at least 60 cards to form a deck, also called the pot. Each round draws a card from the pot, enters the hand, and can be played.

Cards are divided into followers, equipment, spells, props, and weather according to their effects.

The rarer the card, the better the effect.

The winning and losing rules are very simple. Both players take turns and the players have a starting point of HP, and the player receives various attacks from the other side. Whoever can return the opponent's HP to zero first wins.

Ren is very familiar with the 10000 spirit card.

At the Basil Hotel last year, he had seen Roger and Zoltan play too many rounds, had not eaten pork and had seen pigs running away.

And in the previous life, there were several similar card games, which are no strangers to playing.

Ren looked at Ding Laji's deck while recalling Roger's deck. He had a good memory and had a few photos recorded on his phone. He decided to learn a routine that Roger played.

In two minutes, he chose 60 cards.

This deck is composed of white common cards and blue rare cards. It looks mediocre and has no outstanding advantages, but it has a wide range of applications and can handle most situations. As long as you play well, it will not be much worse than those powerful decks. .

But the premise of playing well is that you are good at calculation and have extremely high requirements for memory.

You must remember every card of your opponent and the order in which they are played; what card may be next time, and what the probability is, must be calculated clearly, and there must be no mistake.

This gameplay tests technique and memory very much and reduces the element of luck.

Ding Laji looked at Ren's deck, but didn't take seriously, impatient was ready to roll the cards.

"Wait." Ren sat still.

"what happened?"

"How much is a round?" Ren asked. There is no one who doesn't gamble on 10000 poker, it's just the difference between big bets and small bets.

Ding Laji thought that Ren didn't want to play too much, and said, "I usually get 2 golden shields per round. If you think it is too much, you can reduce it to one golden shield, and 30 silver krona will do."

"No," Ren shook his head. "Ten golden shields in a round."

Ding Laji's face was stunned. He has always spent money lavishly, but rarely played such a big game in the game. He couldn't help but hesitated, and he was a little surprised.

Ren doesn't even have a card, so he should be a novice, but his expression is indifferent and unlike.

"Ten golden shields are fine." Ding Laji gritted his teeth and agreed, believing his luck today, even if the Grandmaster Rank players came.

Paulin, who was watching the play next to him, also came to the spirit and watched it seriously.

The game began.

A few minutes later, Ren slapped a blue card out of his hand, placed it on the table in front of him, and said calmly, "I won."

"Huh?" Ding Laji was stunned for a moment before reacting.

He scratched his messy hair, his face was blank, and he didn't figure out how he lost.

The game was really frustrated, and was under the control of the opponent from beginning to end. It seemed that no matter what cards he played, he could always be predicted by the opponent in advance and made corresponding preparations.

Even the powerful purple epic card with formidable power has been resolved.

"Your cards are very good." Ding Laji reluctantly said with a smile, he was already alert, this guy is at least a Grandmaster Rank player!

Ren nodded defaulted and reached out.

Ding Laji reluctantly took out ten golden shields, and shouted unwillingly: "One more game."

"En." Ren felt refreshed and reshuffled the cards.

His card skills can only be considered upper-middle, but he has a mutant phone. Every card played by Ding Laji is recorded, and then compared with his deck, open the calculator, and the next card can be calculated instantly The probability of drawing, as well as the opponent's hand and the likelihood of a card.

The counter plus the calculation plug-in, unless the bad luck reaches the extreme, it is hard to lose.

In the second game, Ding Laji lost faster.

The process of losing cards is almost the same as in the previous game, and the luck is worse. He didn't draw the right cards and only persisted for less than 3 minutes before surrendering.

"Come again." Ding Laji drew out ten golden shields, looking like he didn't believe in evil.

Ren calmly collected the money, but he was already happy in his heart.

Playing cards is so fun!

In less than half an hour, two players played 2 games, Ren won all, and won 5 golden shields from Ding Laji.

Ding Laji was bleeding in his heart, but he was helpless.

He lost badly in every round, the best time, luck is already on his side, the opponent has only a trace of blood, and he can win with just one touch, but this one is as unattainable as the sky. , Watched his blood volume bottom out.

He also tried to change the deck and use a different set of cards, but the result was no difference, and he still lost.

This hunter Fiend, named Van Helsing, used only a civilian deck from start to finish. When playing cards, his face did not change at all, and he couldn't guess his thoughts at all.

It's rare to meet such a powerful player, Ding Laji is not discouraged, but rather arouses the desire to win.

He touched his empty wallet and wanted to play again, only to find that he had no money.

"Uh..." Ding Laji said embarrassingly, "Let's play it here today, next time, and next time."

Ren guessed that he had no money, but he was reluctant to let him go: "20 gold shields, sell me the card."

The 60 cards in his hand are not particularly expensive, with a total value of less than ten golden shields, and they can be bought at any branch of the Alchemy Association.

Anyway, One gets the benefit, but the price has been paid, and the money for the card can be collected from Ding Laji.

"can."

Ding Laji was worried that he had no money, so he quickly sold the card and returned 20 golden shields.

Ten minutes later, the 20 golden shields returned to Ren's hand.

Ding Laji was crying and pouring the rest of the wine into his mouth, but almost choked himself.

"Hahaha..." Pauline, who watched for a long time, laughed, with a face of taking pleasure in other people's misfortune, "I think what you touched today is not the corner of the lucky Goddess's skirt, but the naoko of the doomed lady. It's a great loss, right? ?"

He laughed so much that he leaned back and forth, and even laughed with tears.

"Go ahead, stop laughing at Lao Tzu!"

Ding Laji yelled in an angry voice, turned his eyes back to Ren, and asked Unable to Bear: "Fan Haixin, how do you play your cards? Why do I always feel a little bit close?"

Ren faintly smiled, it is rare to say a long story: "It's not skill, not luck, that is playing cards."

Of course, it would be better to have a plug-in.

Ding Laji was very depressed, so he didn't say this.

Ren took the cards in his hand, flew up and down, shuffled with one hand, looking dazzled, he finally realized the fun of playing cards.

Winning or losing is second. When you win, it feels so cool to see your opponent's aggrieved expression!

It's a pity that Fan Haixin's character set is reticent, otherwise it would be better to mock while playing cards.

No wonder Roger and Zoltan play cards day and night. Next time you see them, you must have a good experience and see their card skills.

Ren felt that he was still in the mood, so he looked towards Polin, "Want to play?"

Pauline was a little moved, his hands were itchy, and he thought about it and said, "Ten gold shields are too high, and 20 silver crowns per round, I will play with you."

"Row."

Ren nodded agreed that he didn't really want to win as long as he could play cards.

After playing dozens of hands unconsciously, Pauline lost all his money despite the small bet. With so many rounds, he only had two chances to beat Ren with a burst of luck, and all others lost miserably.

"Don't play anymore, don't play anymore." Pauline put away the cards and lost face deathly pale.

Ren is full of energy, and he hasn't enjoyed himself yet.

He looked up and looked at all around. Most of the guests on the pub platform had gone, and the pedestrians on the street had become scarce, and it was already late at night.

"Fuck it, it's so late!" Ren's gaze was stagnant, why did he come out tonight?