Chapter 1770: Talented lucky girl

"My name is Domino."
The black chick said his name, and then the dead waiter asked her seriously.
"Well, Domino. What special skills do you have?"
"My luck is good." Domino answered a serious question, but obviously, her statement is not convincing.
"Good luck. If your luck is so good, then you will appear here. This is not the kind of place where lucky people will stay. In comparison, I think the 24-hour convenience store selling lottery tickets may More for you!"
"Hah, believe me. If every time you open a prize is not a first prize, you will never want to spend more time playing this game. It is too boring, even saying that it is a waste of Godsend. Give you this talent."
Domino spoke with such words, and this is not to say that it is a life-saving death waiter, even the weasel shows a feeling of envy.
It’s always what they dream of by making a lot of money on their hands with their eyes closed. Looking at it from another angle, if they have such luck, who will do the work of putting their heads on their waistbands, they have already experienced the happiness of the rich people.
Don't say what ideals are like them, what to pursue. Their ideal is to make money, and the pursuit is to make big money. Of course, this is probably a dream that they can't achieve in their lifetime, so they just sorrowed like a dog, and then they returned to the topic with seriousness.
"I don't believe you, Domino. Good luck is only temporary. I can't treat it as a super power. I have to fork you, yes, I will knock you out!"
The dead waiter wants to exercise his power as a judge, but another judge, the Weasel, is not very happy. After all, Domino's luck sounds unreliable, but as a mercenary she can be verified in the past.
The information in his hand clearly shows that every task in Domino's past was solved in a rather magical way. What is the goal of accidentally drinking water, or the top secret information falls off the plane and falls directly to her. This is a common occurrence. With so many extraordinary normal bottoms, he obviously can't take the fun of Domino's luck. So immediately, he whispered to the dead waiter.
"Wade, I think you should change your attitude. You are so tough to marry her, be careful to be greeted by her luck. Anyone who knows her knows that this chick's luck can be evil!"
"I have seen, weasel. This is a scientific society. Don't tell me such a superstitious topic. I will sit here and resolutely give her a fork. I don't believe it, her luck can make me how!"
Taking advantage of his undead body, the death of the waiter is very tough. However, very quickly, he saw what the name of the European Emperor was.
Domino's information is not only in them, but also in Maria. For a mercenary who can rely on luck and repeatedly complete difficult tasks, it is absolutely impossible for Maria to say that she is not interested.
For her people who have been engaged in confidential events for many years, she is very aware of such a situation. That is, no matter how precise the layout of your plan is, the 10% can only be as good as 80%. This is the limit that manpower can reach, and the one or two that is lacking is ultimately to fall on unpredictable luck.
This is the so-called quest for people, and things are in the sky. You can't control this if you have a great ability.
Of course, luck can't be controlled, but it can be tricky. For example, put a lucky one in your own team. This seems to be a good idea to be able to pull points, provided that Domino is really as lucky as the legend. However, this kind of thing has nothing to say, the key is to see the real reflection of the scene. So without hesitation, Maria once again called the weasel.
"Hey, it's me, there is one thing I need you to verify."
When I received a call from Maria, the first reaction of the weasel was of course to immediately nod. But very quickly, his expression changed and it became difficult to get started.
"Is this not quite suitable? I mean, this is too hurtful."
His voice is very small and he can only let the dead waiter hear such a thing. And what Maria said, because he has been holding the microphone, the death of the waiter simply could not hear.
This makes the dead waiter very unhappy. You know, it can be a rare thing for the judges to be a dead waiter. He can enjoy the feeling of others to stay with this kind of nonsense. In this process, of course, he does not want someone to step in and interfere with his power. So immediately, he said to the weasels.
"Give me the phone and let me tell the boss. She should believe in my vision. I have lived so big, but I have never seen anyone missed!"
"Boss hung up the phone, she already has arrangements, and she doesn't plan to listen to you."
The weasel hung up on the phone and shrugged at Wade with a look of helplessness. When I heard this, Wade just wanted to spit, but it was immediately attracted to the past by the movement of the weasels.
The weasel pulled out a gun and was slamming the bullet into the magazine. Looking at his actions, Wade immediately screamed with his hands on his face.
"Weasel, what are you doing? Are you actually playing a gun?"
As a good friend of the weasel for many years, he certainly understands the problem of the weasel. This is a very gunner, the biggest feature is the fear of pain. According to his own statement, if he reached his toes today, then he would not want to work this day.
And the gun thing, anyway, there is still some reaction. Just like ordinary people playing big-caliber pistols, they will sprain their wrists accidentally, unless you play the super-small-sized ladies' guns, or more or less, they will still bear some reaction.
This is indifferent to the average person, but it is a very serious problem for the weasels. He fired a shot and almost closed the door of a day's bar. If you open a magazine, you might have to hide in the quilt and cry for a week. Knowing him for more than a decade, Wade has never seen him look like a gun, but now he is watching him give the bullets, he is of course surprised.
"I can't listen to the boss's order. For that qualification, I recognize it!"
The money is moving, and the qualification that Maria gave is related to the happiness of the weasel for the rest of his life. Even if he is put on the door for a month, he has to grit his teeth and give instructions to Maria.
That being said, the hand of the weasel holding the gun still has some trembling. This is because he is afraid of pain, and on the other hand because he points his gun at Domino.
Domino's good luck, Wade does not believe, he believes. As a hacker, he can be more informative than Wade, who is a woman at home. It is also because he heard more rumors about Domino that he is more worried about what he is going to encounter next.
It’s a small matter to open a shot and hurt your hand. It’s a big deal when I fired a shot and collapsed two fingers. If it is a bit more serious, if you shoot a bullet in the opposite direction and directly smash it on his head, then he will not even have to think about it.
This is not a small problem, but a very serious problem. Don't look at this kind of thing sounds nonsense, there is no scientific basis at all, but the weasel knows very well that this is really possible.
He didn't want to fill himself in this unfortunate thing, so while he pointed the gun at Domino, he was already careful to say to Domino.
"That, I know your skill, I also believe in your luck. So this is just a test, I have no maliciousness to you. So if you don't like me with a gun at you, you can say, I will change the way. But yes."
"It doesn't matter, please feel free to do so. I am confident in my luck."
Fortunately, Domino, who had been lucky for a lifetime, didn't mind that the weasel pointed her finger at her. She even said that she opened her hands deliberately and took two steps. It’s like a weasel is not a real gun, but a fearless water gun.
The more she is so confident, the less confident the weasels are. After almost five minutes of squatting, his face was white, his sweat was leaving a pot, and his trembled hand still couldn't pull the trigger.
The dead waiter can still watch the temper at first, but after dragging it for so long, he obviously has no patience. So immediately, he bbs up against the weasel.
"Please, man. Is it your mother who has been separated for years? Is it so difficult for you to buckle the trigger? If you are afraid, close your eyes and buckle. If you are worried, you will not be killed." She, she will deduct a few more. Forget it, give me the gun, I am coming. I really can't stand the speed of your grinding."
"Don't, don't!"
It’s just that you can shoot yourself and the dead waiter shoots, but it’s very likely to hit yourself. He didn't want to see the dead waiter holding his face in remorse, and the scene in the pool of blood was in sight. So immediately, he closed his eyes and forced his fingers.
Squeak, stuck. The appearance of this situation made the dead stunned, and the weasel took a long breath. The bad situation didn't happen, it was just a stuck, it was absolutely fortunate. In his opinion, this is definitely the same as the old mother's previous shackles. In the eyes of the dead waiter, this must have been the gun of the weasel for a long time, and it was a malfunction.
"Hell. What kind of broken gun you use, you can get stuck. Come, change me. I don't believe I can't beat her!"
"Wade, I am sorry."
Didn't take the gun that was shot in front of him, the weasel said that after a sigh, it was already pulling the trigger directly against Wade's thigh.
This time, there was no jamming, and after Wade’s thigh was directly shot through a big hole, Wade’s face immediately showed a horrified expression.
"Hell, what are you doing? You actually beat me, even my mother didn't shoot me like this!"
The weasel actually shot himself, which is a shocking thing for the weasel to start playing with the gun. At this moment, he couldn't help but start to doubt, is it that the weasel does not love him, and he intends to empathize.
A good friend who has been a good friend for more than a decade is not a matter of letting go. Therefore, questioning is naturally a rare situation.
In the face of the question of the dead waiter, the weasel did not answer, but raised the gun again, aiming at the dominoes in front of them who had no expression on their faces.
Pull the trigger and snap it. The same thing happened again, and this is not something that is described by accident. Not to mention the death servant who didn't think of this situation at all. Even the weasel that was psychologically prepared was full of shocking thoughts.
This luck is also really good. With a gun jam, this is more bizarre than a million.
However, the bizarre situation is far more than that, because after the shot of the cartridge, the weasel pointed the gun at the thigh of the dead waiter.
A bang, on behalf of the dead waiter, took another shot, but also meant that the firearms were absolutely normal. When the muzzle is again aligned with Domino, it is the sound of the pistol stuck.
Again and again, three more. Domino is safe and sound, the weasel is fearful, and the dead waiter, the blood has left a pair of pants.
This situation is even in front of the fool, the fool should also see what is going on. Although the dead waiter may have such a problem in his mind, at this time, he also has to admit that Domino is indeed a skill that is so embarrassing as the goddess of luck.
Lucky girl! Even the eggs that had almost collapsed were too late to be taken care of. The dead waiter had already climbed quickly, hugged Domino's thighs, and pleaded with her in the eyes of a small milk dog.
"Ms., Queen, my goddess. I beg you, tell me what the lottery number of this lottery is. If you tell me what the number is, you can let me do anything, even let me treat you. The Virgin Mary, a small statue at home to pray every day, I am also acceptable. I beg you, beg you poor me!"
"Oh, this is a trifle, you can do it anytime!"
He dragged his finger to the chin of the dead waiter and watched him look like a pug. He nodded to himself. Domino gave a question to the weasels while expressing absolute confidence.
"If I look at it, I should have already won this job, right."
"Of course, Ms. No one will reject a lucky girl like you. It is our pleasure to join in!"
The weasel has the approval of Maria, and certainly cannot have any other opinions on this issue. The addition of Domino has become a foregone conclusion. With her joining, Maria also has more confidence in her own plans.
A little bit of luck is likely to bring different consequences. No?