Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 34: Doing Things to the Extreme

Late at night, on the third floor of Drogo's Toy Store, two dragons sat around a table with nervous expressions.

Soran took a deep breath, reached out to the card pile, and rubbed it skillfully with his thumb. There were four bars, and the middle was empty. It was a blank board!

I was nervous. The opponent, Fulin, had not played many character cards. She only played the middle cards. I was afraid it might be Thirteen Yao.

But she played a blank card, so it is very likely that this is not the card she wanted, and she has already received the card.

It's safe!
Soran made up his mind and played his cards. "Blank board!"

"Hooray!"

Fulin pushed the cards down, and it was exactly the Unparalleled Thirteen Ones.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Put the note on!"

I saw that the people at the table had a lot of white paper strips stuck on their faces. The oldest had the highest average age, and the youngest had the lowest playing method.

Fulin pretended to shuffle the cards.

"and many more!"

Drogo grabbed Flynn's hand and stretched out his claws to push down the two cards in front of him. They were two blank cards.

"There's another card in the river. Where did you get this one?"

"Haha." Fulin laughed awkwardly twice.

"What?" Soran immediately picked up the white board and cleared away the illusion on it. It was a piece of 80,000.

"No, it's a big dragon. How can you cheat in Mahjong by using illusion?"

"Oh, that's not it. Forget it, I'll stick it on." A few more pieces of paper were pasted on, and there was no space left on Fulin's face. There were only two gaps left for her eyes to see the cards.

Ever since Drogo invented mahjong, it has quickly become popular in the streets and alleys, and its popularity is much faster than that of yo-yo, popular among people aged between 10 and 80.

For the purpose of promotion, the logo was localized. All the logos in East, West, South, and North used the standard language of the kingdom. Only Hongzhong was retained and used as the logo of the toy store.

The fixed game is formed by Drogo, who has limited intelligence, Frynn, who has to maintain her aloof image, Soran, who has a bad relationship with his peers, and Elsa, who was pulled in to make up the number.

I've been playing cards until I'm exhausted every day recently.

Without electronic card tables, they had to shuffle the cards manually.

While they were sorting the cards, Xin 104 walked in and whispered something to Drogo.

Drogo grabbed the cards and gave some instructions.

A new round of poker begins.

Zhuo Ge glanced at the cards and saw that his hand was full of straights, and most of the Nine Lotus Lanterns were complete.

In a friendly situation, there is no need to show your face. Drogo's smile is very rampant.

The card-playing process was also extremely smooth, and I got the winning card after just a few rounds.

"Hahaha! Let me show you what a big fool is!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the door of the room was kicked open.

Lagu appeared outside the door, but he no longer looked like a rich man.

His eyes were bright red, his face was engraved with twisted and strange runes, and he screamed in a hoarse voice: "Kill you, I will kill you!"

……

There was no panic as expected, no one even looked at him, and that Asian dragon even drew a card?

"I'm going to kill you!" Lagu took out a serrated long knife and rushed towards Aisha.

However, the attack missed, and Drogo flew out of the window with Elsa in his mouth.

"Don't even think about running!" Lagu jumped out of the window with a knife in his hand. His body must have been modified. The height was enough to kill three demon hunters, but he landed on the ground without any injury.

Silence returned to the room.

Soran was very unhappy and said, "Didn't he recognize who I am?"

"You have notes all over your face, no one can recognize you." Fulin mocked mercilessly, and automatically ignored the fact that she was not recognized either.

"What should we do now? We are short of two." Soran looked around and cast his sights at the two goblins outside the door. "Do you two know how to play mahjong?"

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Drogo landed in a relatively empty square with Aisha in his mouth. Raghu followed closely, "There is no way to escape! Do you think you can take away my apothecary factory? I will throw your body into the apothecary furnace and ferment it with the grass residue."

"Sorry, let me correct you," Aisha politely interrupted Lagu's harsh words, "First of all, I didn't run away. The main reason was that the pieces were broken in the house and it was hard to clean up. Secondly, it wasn't me who stole it, it was him."

He pointed at Drogo.

"Do you think a dragon can protect you? I will cut it into pieces first, and then cut you into pieces!" Lagu gritted his teeth and charged forward.

Elsa closed her eyes wisely.

"Face the reality, coward!" Lagu felt that Aisha's head was within his grasp, but she was just a kid who relied on her backstage to bully others and had never experienced a bloody battle.

Suddenly, a red figure flashed before my eyes. I couldn't see it clearly, but I felt my body go cold, and then my vision began to fall.

what happened?

Lagu couldn't understand the current situation at all. Wasn't he running forward? Why wasn't he moving forward? Where were his legs? Why couldn't he feel anything...

The remaining part of Lagu fell heavily to the ground, a layer of blood mist filled the air, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

"Can I open my eyes?" Elsa asked weakly.

"Wait a minute, you haven't fought for a long time, I didn't control my strength well, my hand was a little heavy."

Drogo came to the fragment of Lagu and said sincerely: "Don't die, if you die, who will I ask for compensation?"

Lagu didn't understand, he just felt that a dragon was roaring, and the roar was full of regret.

Drogo noticed the runes on his face, took a quick look, dipped his claws in the blood on the ground, and drew the same rune again.

In an instant, a blood-red gate rose up, connecting to the plane of hell, and a slender devil stepped out of the gate.

"Who summoned the great..."

Lagu, who was still cold, laughed at the top of his lungs, "Hahaha, the devil is here in person, you are dead..."

However, the imagined scene of the Devil killing the evil dragon with one blow did not appear, but instead he saluted.

"Isn't this Lord Drogo? Let me make it clear in advance that the deal between me and the mortal does not stipulate that he can use my power to hit anyone, so I have no responsibility here. If you hit me, I will run away."

Lagu watched as the devil who had been so arrogant in the previous ceremony now looked so cowardly, shielding his face with one hand and holding onto the edge of the gate of hell with the other, ready to jump in at any time.

why?
"I won't beat you. His soul will belong to you. Just let him hold out until he goes to court to face trial."

"Ah?" Even as a devil, this request was a bit too strange. "Lord Drogo, do you have any new hobbies now?"

"No, this guy still has some property left. I plan to get it legally and have the court order him to pay compensation for intentional injury. After all, I am a legitimate businessman now."

"Lord Drogo, it would be a shame if you didn't come to Hell to be a lord." The devil couldn't help but applaud.

Drogo waved his claws, and an orc walked out of the shadows, carrying an undead camera.

"Did you take pictures of everything?"

“They’ve all been filmed.”

"Okay, cut out the part where I attack you, and just keep the part where he rushes at me with a knife. Where are the witnesses?"

The orc brought out another child wearing old clothes.

"Recite your confession."

The orc translated to the child.

The child was not at all nervous and recited fluently: "I am a beggar who hangs around the square. I met a strange friend with a camera on his head. I would go to play with him late at night. Tonight, when I was taking a walk, I heard a fight. It was Lagu attacking a young woman. The camera accidentally recorded the scene."

Lagu heard it clearly, his mutilated body thrashing madly on the ground, with no place to vent his anger.

"Good, there is a future."

Then he asked the orc, "Where is the broken mithril armor?"

"it's here."

Drogo put the armor on Elsa's coat, who didn't understand the situation yet.

"The garrison is coming!" The message came from the drow on sentry duty.

"Okay, all irrelevant personnel leave."

Drogo brought Elsa to a position not far in front of Lagu, and in front of his desperate gaze, he used extremely exaggerated acting skills to pretend to be seriously injured.

When Lagu saw this, he closed his eyes in despair, and his heart was finally dead.

(End of this chapter)