Vol 3 Chapter 19: Hand

Kozil's apartment. Bayi Chinese W≤W≈W =. ≈8 ≠ 1≥Z≥≥W≈. ≤C≥OM
"Don't look at me like this, Torrido."
In this case, it was impossible, so Zac continued to stare at Oz Kozil, "Are you afraid of what I will show, Oz?" Holding his card in one hand, he lit the card in front of him. The chips, the corners of the mouth curled up, "Hum, double." The chips rolled out, "The bluff is to face the consequences."
Oz ’s face did n’t change, but Nenad Cappadocia, who was under Zach ’s house, had a gloomy face. The card he was holding was almost crumpled, and his eyes twitched in front of him. Chips, as if making a big decision.
As if one of the strings was broken, Nenad dropped the card in his hand, held his arm, lowered his head, and did not speak.
Zac smiled and turned his head, "Wise decision, stop loss."
Card Game ~ This is our vampire, oh, there are a lot of vampires in Barton now, but there is only one that can be called us, Zac. This is a game where Zac can fully use his talents-
Zac looked at Nainad's next house with a smile, "It's your turn, Zmysh, what are you going to do? Follow your wise colleagues, or ..." Raised his eyebrows and looked at Zmysh The trembling face flicked out the chips in front of him!
At the same time gloomy, "Torido! Don't you want to affect my brain!"
Zac looked back at Oz Kozil with a "gentle" look, "I won't pursue the issues of respect and etiquette. Next ~ Oz ~"
Oz's forehead was twitching, staring at Zmitshi, who was still holding his hand, but the chips in front of him had all been pushed out. His eyes were clearly, ‘Look what you did! ’
This is the charm of the game. If you are going to cooperate in secret in such a situation, you have to make sure that the communication is mutual. But unfortunately, only Oz Kozier is the heart reader in this game.
"I'm still waiting ~" Zac shook the card in his hand, "Hurry up ~ Oz ~"
Oz folds, still staring at Zmish angrily.
Zmihi's face started to blush and he looked at the hand Oz gave up. Pair? Straight? There is no fart. Oz is bluffing.
Zac looked back at Zmiche, with a happy face, and tapped the chips in the middle of the table, just counting, no need to follow, and then, "It's time to reveal the truth ~ Zmithi ~ together?"
Probably Zmych decided that everything was not in accordance with Zach's requirements, and Zac's tail was still dragging, and he had already discarded the cards in his hand.
What wasn't important anymore, when Zac was looking for chips in front of himself, Zmithi had already stood up his bloated body and got off the table.
The "next round" started by the winner has not yet begun, and Hamilton Rosembra appears.
Is back.
"Exactly!" Zac pointed to the position vacated by Zmihi. "The lowest chip is 5o ~" While shuffling, he signaled that the chips piled up in front of him. "Of course ~ you need to buy as many chips as you want A moment ~ "
Hamilton did not sit down, first glanced at the blushing Zmysh, then glanced silently at Nenad, who had scattered chips in front of him, and finally, his eyes fell on Oz Kozil, "What are you doing." There was suppressed anger in the tone.
Oz gave an answer, and the tone was not very happy. "You can't see it, we are gambling." Zacco said with a grin. "Torido is bored, but he doesn't know that our magic feast usually will. What kind of entertainment activities do you feel connected with? So, the game that the thirteen clans and the colonists played together four centuries ago was proposed! "
Ha, Mokawi's poker, of course, is not just for watching.
Hamilton's face was somber, "Yes! Then don't you know that if Mocavi doesn't play, it will always be Torrey who wins!" It looks like he's not ready to enter.
"Oh, of course they know ~" Zac took over the words that were obviously 'praising' himself, "But don't you have Oz ~" And also blinked at the gloomy Oz, "Come on, Hamilton. Let We go a few rounds, I believe your tactics will be effective ~ "
Tactical, simple, keep Oz as a heart reader.
Just looking at the results at the current table, Oz seems to only succeed in maintaining his balance, and only Zac is fattening.
So, Hamilton did not look a little swayed, looking back at Zmysh, who seemed to be trying to calm his emotions, "Why are you here!"
This Schmidt should be in Paisin. To be more clear, he should closely monitor the movement of the Barton Wizard leader around Spella's home.
"I will report back ..."
"Don't let me wait ~" Zach was knocking on the table. "Hamilton, you're Lesenbull. It's impossible that the magic banquet didn't give you any pocket money?"
Hamilton's face twisted a bit, went to the table, and stared at Zach. "Of course!" It was not the act of success, but-"Let's play! Anyway, it is useless to keep the money. ! "
"That's right." Zac shrugged. "After all, in Barton, you can't buy people, blood animals." An eyebrow raised, "Just curious ~ Does the feast still keep such things as blood animals? Or is it in slave liberation? Disappeared together? "
Inexplicably quieted down, only Hamilton counted his own chips.
The questions Zach asks will be answered, so he raises his hand and pats on Nainad's shoulder, pushing a stack of chips, "Tell me ~"
Nainard first glanced at Oz and Hamilton, and without any instructions, he could only freely wave, "This name is abolished, but this kind of" thing "still exists, humans who sell their own blood. Especially It is in the central and eastern parts of the country that the banquet is specially arranged to maintain the trading line, so that the banquet vampires can remain secret when they are acting outside. "
So you do n’t have to risk being caught in other people ’s territory, yeah, that ’s good.
Zac raised an eyebrow, "Oh. Still curious, how much money."
We already know that Nophire sold the necessities of survival to the vampires of the tribe in the middle at a price of 5o per bag, oh, blood. The ghost knows from what channel Nofiler got the blood bag sold on the stall, and it will not be a ‘good’ place anyway.
Zac just wanted to know that this 'regular' channel arranged by the Magic Banquet is also regarded as the peripheral organization of the Magic Banquet. What is the official price for it-that is, humans, their own blood and the Magic Banquet's transaction, their own blood Estimated value.
Probably Nenad's answer was already too detailed and was glared by Hamilton. Nenad frowned and received the chips Zach pushed to him, "You just gave food for a week." The vague and extremely clear answer was given.
Zac raised an eyebrow again, "It's cheap." It's cheaper than Nofile's price. This tells us what to buy, or buy from the official bargain.
Zac waved his hands and didn't want to go into this topic anymore, "Start ~" held the first card in his hand.
The game is returned to the game, Hamilton still has his own business to do, "Zmish!"
"Sibella seems to be very aware of the fate she and her wizards will face when our feast takes over Barton." Zmiche returned behind Hamilton.
Being rejected, Hamilton glanced sideways.
Ha ha ha, Zac shrugs indifferently, allowing Zmithi to stand behind him with a sad look ...
The rewards continued, "But she mentioned that their wizards are now in alliance with Nofeller. I think she was intentional. In the future, we may need to take Nofeller's factors into consideration ..." Too. Zac turned around and compared him to "Hush ~".
Hush, but Oz Kozier looks ugly, and he folds. Holding his arms and not preparing to speak.
Nenad would be able to observe and watch, followed by fold. Leaving Hamilton, it seems that there is not much thought to listen to information, and his eyes constantly switch between Oz and Zac.
Oz gave a follow-up gesture.
Hamilton did as he did, pushing the chips first, and instructing Zmihi to continue.
"One more thing." Zmithi's face changed in a gloomy direction, staring at Zac's head. "Torido." Actually spoke to Zac. "Your brother, your Grande's brother." ', Sleeping Mokawi ancestors, when are you going to tell us this news! "
This was a very good time to upset Zac ’s mood. Just after Zac received a card, he did n’t look at the launch of the chip. "Follow." After Zac ’s face on the table for the first time Frustrated, "Who told you this? Spella? How does Spella know? Who told her?"
Does this series of questions make sense? No. Because this is not a secret at all, it's just that Zack doesn't want to talk. This topic will never come out of Zac's mouth.
Oz vigorously signaled Hamilton to increase.
Hamilton was a bit sluggish, and only after adding that Mokawi's ancestor was asleep was he overweight.
Zac seems to have no intention of playing cards, and the impatient "follow." Is still looking sideways at Zmithi, irritable. "Do I need to tell you, I think Darcy knows. Mokawi ran out of the nursing home At that time, he did n’t know who was the most anxious besides the vampire.
Is n’t it, Benjamin, but it was Louise who followed James to the police station.
"It's an insult!" Zmiche also glared at Zac. "A thirteen clan ancestor! And an alpha!"
Zac looked back and finally looked at the card in his hand. With a twitch in the corner of my eye, I glanced at Oz, who was already signaling Hamilton Stud, and pursed his lips, "This, I fully agree, so let's end this topic, okay." The fold.
The victory is Hamilton's.
When Hamilton gathered his chips with satisfaction, Zac shook his head, "But since the topic is here, I want to ask, in the future, how the magic feast is going to deal with my 'brother, Benjamin."
The right to start the next round is no longer in Zac's hands. The waiting time cannot be wasted.
Zach added, "If the answer is killed, I will now guarantee that none of the people in this room are alive." There is no threatening tone, more like a statement of facts.
The four people on the side of the magic feast did not seem to have any fierce reaction, and exchanged their eyes while waiting for Hamilton to shuffle.
The atmosphere continued for a while, and Zac received the first card again. Behind him, Zmihi glanced at Oz, and the expression he passed showed that it was a game in their favor.
Hamilton said, "The assessment is still going on, but I can tell one thing that if he keeps his current state and does not continue to make werewolf descendants, and does not allow the wolf pack to expand, we may be able to look at your, hum, lifestyle habits, Leave him. "
"Don't continue to expand the wolf pack?" Zac frowned and continued to receive the card. If you are out of luck, then this game relies on Toledo's ability to practice on the court. Zac needs this talent because it's obviously not. His situation in this hand is the worst. But it is a pity that now Zac seems to have no intention of wielding his talents—
"Don't talk like a layman." Zac pouted, as if instinctively following the movement of the home, pushing the chips out, "Can the werewolf make descendants, can it be controlled. Even the appearance of Matthew, all It was an accident. "It seemed to explain reality in order to find a way out for Benjamin. Werewolves are guys with split personality.
"Humph." The rhythm is completely out of Zac's control, and it is still Hamilton. "But now this kind of accident is impossible. Isn't it? According to intelligence, your" brother ", Benjamin has mastered a special transformation method. , He can control his wolf body. So, whether his wolf pack expands is entirely up to him! "
"Fact." Zac should be observing the eyes of everyone's complexion, and now only stay on Hamilton's face. "But also, Benjamin's human form will occasionally be controlled by the wolf body. In Benjamin's own words, this is just In the transaction, he borrows the wolf body, and the wolf body borrows his body. When there is a transaction, there is a deal, and sometimes there is no deal. Nothing is confirmed. "
"Then you'd better let this transaction be confirmed!" Hamilton seemed to be in a good mood, his eyes swept across his colleagues' faces, "double."
"Redouble." Oz rolled out his chips and crossed Zac, who instinctively only returned, and gave Nenad a look that continued to increase.
Nenad understood it and pushed it all.
Zac should look at the situation in front of him, but he still does not. "How can I confirm that I am the one who opposes his use of the spice." Zac's mood seems to have been completely disrupted, "I hate this kind of transaction, I Hate that wolf-like personality. You should all hate it. "Glancing at everyone, and finally stayed on Zmithi's face," You, imagine, the thing that killed most of your siblings, the werewolf, mocking your incompetence. . "
Zmihi didn't seem to respond, and he was stunned. It ’s not a good stun, it ’s the kind of anger that continues to accumulate, the kind that is stuck in the vent-thanks to the history class of Spira, we know that Zmihi was finally watched by Toredo because of the battle with the werewolves in the colonial war. Not up to the fact that belongs to the magic feast. So, Zac is the worst mentioner of this topic.
Zac is very intimate, "The werewolf that once killed you, just, the wolf. Now, he has a human body, feet and mouth. He can come to you and mock you that you can't beat him. How do you feel. I tell you what I am It feels uncomfortable, even more uncomfortable than he was sleeping in Mokawi. "
There is no need for Zmiche to answer, "You lost, Toledo." The people at the table have already flopped, and Nenad is gathering chips.
The eyes of the four people at the Demon Banquet began to communicate again, and Zmihi's anger that was about to spray also disappeared inexplicably.
The reason is that the exchange of emotions is really a good idea. The Demon Banquet has found Zac's weakness. Amazing, inexplicably, a werewolf, Benjamin.