I Slaughtered Through the Dungeon Worlds with My Cheats-Chapter 1609 - 526: A Muddled Situation, Liu Mei’s Fury
Not only does the Antenna Deceit refuse, but everyone does on their round.
This brings a smile to Mu Rufeng’s face.
Then Mu Rufeng makes his move again, this time tossing out seven cards in one go, while calling out: "4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10."
Upon seeing this, a clever gleam flashes in the Antenna Deceit’s eyes, he chuckles and quickly follows with his set of seven cards: "5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, J."
The Monkey Head Deceit promptly throws out four eights: "Bomb."
Seeing this, the Scar Deceit abruptly slaps down four cards: "Bomb." This time, the bomb he plays is made up of nines.
The Cigar Deceit takes a deep drag from his cigar, then forcefully exhales the smoke before tossing his cards onto the table, shouting: "Bomb."
This time, the bomb he plays is composed of Js.
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It’s really a sequence of three bombs, leaving the other Deceits stunned.
Mu Rufeng surveys the scene, and with his strong mental arithmetic, quickly calculates the number of cards these guys have played.
Excluding the ones Mu Rufeng played himself, the four of them have together played twenty-two cards.
Subtracting Mu Rufeng’s own twenty-four cards, if he plays all remaining cards now, he could win $6,200.
Though he is currently in a situation of certain victory, Mu Rufeng hesitates to play, suspecting some unforeseen twist might cause him to lose.
"I really want to see what kind of curveball can turn my certain victory into a loss," Mu Rufeng resolves.
He’s not afraid, since he can always rewind; should a mishap occur this round, he can simply try again.
He’s curious about what scenario might cause him to lose this game.
"Five Kings," Mu Rufeng directly plays five Kings.
The others see this and furrow their brows, none have cards that big, only a bomb of six cards could reliably counter Mu Rufeng.
Monkey Head Deceit, Antenna Deceit, and Scar Deceit are without bigger cards and choose to pass.
"Six threes," Cigar Deceit swiftly lays down a big bomb.
"Rocket, I win." Mu Rufeng smiles faintly, throwing out his last four cards.
"Your cards..." Cigar Deceit glances at Mu Rufeng, his mouth twitching slightly.
"Pay up, together you have 56 cards left, totaling $5,600," Mu Rufeng says with a faint smile.
The group sees this and without comment calculates their card counts before placing cash on the table.
Mu Rufeng is somewhat surprised, having won so unexpectedly.
Euphoric, Mu Rufeng quickly proceeds to collect the money on the table.
But suddenly, a terrifying aura descends, and a ghost qi appears, sweeping up the banknotes on the table.
At the same time, a wide corridor quickly emerges from the crowd, forcibly created by a power.
In steps an eerie figure in a Security Guard uniform. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Multiple security ghosts follow behind him.
"You’ve dared to gamble on my turf. Am I too easygoing?" Security Commander Liu Zhuang speaks.
Under Liu Zhuang’s guidance, the soul banknotes effortlessly fall into Liu Zhuang’s hands.
Liu Zhuang, the Crimson Preferred security regiment leader, oversees all security force operations within Crimson Preferred.
Mu Rufeng has met this fellow, always bowing and scraping every time he visits Crimson Preferred.
Even when Crimson Preferred broke through the Level 9 Group Forces, he took advantage to rise to a Level 7 Mysterious.
Yet now, facing the bizarre staff, his demeanor is one of absolute authority.
When Liu Zhuang arrives, the scene falls silent.
Even the few Level 4 Mysterious individuals stand up as Liu Zhuang approaches.
The previous arrogance and insolence vanish, replaced by trembling.
"Hmm? I recall no Rule in Crimson Preferred stating that playing poker is forbidden?" Mu Rufeng stands up, looking at Liu Zhuang.
"Who do you think you are, daring to argue? Now, due to gambling, you’re fired," Liu Zhuang glances at Mu Rufeng, sneering coldly.
As his words fall, the work badge adorned on Mu Rufeng disappears instantly.
From now on, Mu Rufeng is an outsider, holding no form of identity.
"Hmm? You’ve fired me?" Mu Rufeng’s gaze turns icy.
He can’t comprehend why formal employee dismissals wouldn’t require Human Resources’ involvement?
How could this guy fire him directly?
"I’ll confiscate the gambling funds; you each get a $1,000 fine, this is a one-time warning." Liu Zhuang disregards Mu Rufeng, speaking instead to Scar Deceit and the others.
Upon hearing this, the Scar Deceit group shudders, not daring to argue, each promptly hands over $1,000 to Liu Zhuang.
Liu Zhuang pockets the money, then turns to Mu Rufeng, smiling sinisterly: "Now, let’s deal with you, the outsider."
"Alright, alright, no need to worry about it," Mu Rufeng says, pulls out a great machete, and directly chops off his own head.
The crowd watches, eyes wide, especially Liu Zhuang, left dumbfounded.
This person, how could they just commit suicide? Decapitating themselves without hesitation?
Are humans really this formidable?
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Mu Rufeng feels disoriented briefly, then quickly regains clarity.
What loop is this now, he can’t seem to remember, seventh or eighth?
But that’s unimportant.
The first poker game begins.
