When Jiang Lianhuan said this, he said it with the mentality of irritating Wu Ming. He urgently needs to find someone to fight with, and it would be better if he could gain some popularity.

However, Wu Ming remained calm and said nothing.

He seemed to have seen through what Jiang Lianhuan was thinking.

Sometimes Jiang Lianhuan feels that Wu Ming is very strange, and even wonders if he is a lunatic, because if the person facing him was a normal lunatic, he would probably have punched him. This was the first time he met Wu Ming who was so Buddha, and he was not angry at all.

of.

"Then according to what you say, Hua Mian will lose control tonight?" He simply broke the can and leaned directly against the moss-covered wall. Normally, he would definitely not do this.

"I didn't say that."

Jiang Lianhuan looked at Wu Ming with cold eyes. He remembered that he was not the only one who was affected at this moment. Since the person opposite knew so much, he didn't seem to have any influence on the surface.

This person... must have some way to avoid this kind of influence.

Jiang Lianhuan knew one thing, but now he felt that the person opposite him might know a little more. Because this person... the danger in Jiang Lianhuan's mind had skyrocketed.

"In terms of pure strength, there are many people who can become Gu Kings. There are only a few ways to become stronger. One is to kill endlessly, and the other is to make more and more madmen 'submit'." Wu Ming said.

: "Both of these methods are easy..."

When he saw Jiang Lianhuan looking back at him because of these words, he smiled and said, "Don't look at me like that. You and I both know it's very easy."

"...Go on, skip this." Jiang Lianhuan said.

"Okay." Wu Ming began to say in a very cold tone. The reason why he described it as cold was because his words seemed to be just stating a fact without any subjective emotions.

"So if it's easy to achieve either of these two conditions, then why hasn't a real Gu King appeared yet?"

He stretched out his hand, caught some of the falling rain, looked at his white fingers quietly and said: "Because those people can't survive until the end. Before they are killed by their enemies, they often lose their last bit of reason."

, and turned into a complete lunatic.”

"The most flawed aspect of their character will be infinitely magnified. Those who are originally cruel will want to kill everyone in front of them, and those who are originally greedy will want to get everything in the world..."

"Then what do you think of Hua Mian...tonight?" After hearing this, Jiang Lianhuan hesitated for a while and said tentatively.

"Ah...who knows?" Wu Ming pulled his hand back and coughed lightly.

"I guess this is just another poor guy who has made the same mistake again. In my opinion, the so-called Gu King has always been a group of people who were played around and applauded."

"Really smart people don't want to become a Gu King. They are afraid that they will become a madman who cannot be controlled."

"These people are too smart. Everyone knows that it is a dead end. If you become a madman, what is the use of being the best in the world?"

"So they often choose another smarter and safer method..."

The man stopped when he said this. Jiang Lianhuan wanted to continue asking, but after thinking for a long time, he asked another question, "The question I am most concerned about now is... there is really no way to make Hua Mian

Stay sane?"

Just like...you.

These are Jiang Lianhuan’s unfinished words.

Based on what Wu Ming said just now, he judged that this person must know some ways to stay rational, and Jiang Lianhuan actually didn't want Hua Mian to lose control tonight, because if such a person really lost control, it would be very troublesome.

Perhaps there is some selfishness involved...

He heard Wu Ming laugh. The laughter was like seeing a sneaky fox coming to steal food, but not intending to drive him away. "There are actually many ways to stay rational. Many people have asked this before."

I have this problem, but usually there are only three I recommend to them.”

"The first is to weaken your own strength. Since you won't be able to withstand the backlash of power, then just weaken your own strength."

"The second is pain. Pain is always the easiest thing to keep people awake. As long as the pain persists, it will always make the chaotic mind a little clearer."

"The third type is because of some too strong emotions or obsessions."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Lianhuan and suddenly asked, "I wonder what kind of person Mr. Jiang is?"

This question was asked too suddenly. Jiang Lianhuan was still thinking about Hua Mian in his mind, but he didn't expect to be asked such a question in return.

He felt cold in his heart, glanced at Wu Ming, turned around and left without saying a word.

On the stacked eaves, Jiang Lianhuan was running on it.

His steps were hurried, showing no signs of being affected just now, and he just kept running towards the most prosperous area here.

…

Although Hua Rongyue didn't know what happened to Mr. Yi, he was someone who had experience with Mr. Yi's intermittent madness.

She decisively cut off contact with Boss Yi, and then notified the handsome young man, asking him to pay more attention to the surrounding situation.

She was always confused about the madman, because there was nothing about the madman in Yi Linglong's memory. This part of her knowledge had been deliberately isolated, and Huachuan had always been ignorant of this aspect.

Knowledge is quite lacking.

After all, it is just a small organization. Without Hua Rongyue, it would have disappeared from this world long ago.

However, Hua Rongyue had a vague feeling a long time ago that Mr. Yi's character is easily influenced. She didn't know what the principle was, but it was a pure feeling, and it made sense.

Okay, it's okay to say that she just thinks too much.

At this moment, Hua Rongyue was ready to try any method. She had a premonition that if Liumen really felt that something was wrong tonight, then Huachuan would definitely be destroyed tonight.

Her hard struggle here during this period only delayed the destruction of the flower boat by just a few months.

So Hua Rongyue was prepared to spend all her wealth on it.

This is a , Hua Rongyue knows it, and it is a big .

…

At this time, the people who were eating, drinking and having fun together suddenly heard a voice. It was a man's voice, with a soft feeling in it. It was sound transmission, and this voice reached everyone's ears.

"Did everyone enjoy themselves tonight? As the owner of Flower Street, I am going to give you some small 'games' to add to the fun tonight."

Suddenly, someone brought out another sign in front of the busiest gambling house just now. That sign was used by gambling houses to write bets on weekdays.

Normally, what is written on it is all bets that make people feel itchy, but they hesitate to make, but now, the bets written on it are simple and deadly.

Then there was only one question asked——

Did you all have fun in the Flower Street tonight?

There are two options below, one "yes" and one "no".

I have to say that this bet is really strange, and it attracts the attention of everyone around.

Lu Liusheng was still searching. Just as he was about to enter an alley, he heard this voice and raised his head suddenly.

"This voice is... the man holding an umbrella I met that day."

After hearing this, he seemed to think for a second, and then ran back in the direction of the gambling house.

In front of the casino, everyone was amazed.

Because gambling usually involves betting on other people's things, this was the first time I saw someone betting on their own things.

This option is quite idealistic. In other words, if the gambling game is all about this kind of thing, wouldn't it mean that you can win no matter how you ?

But gambling... as we all know, is all about money, not to mention that the person who launched this gambling game is a famous gambling house.

Some people tentatively placed their bets on "yes". There were not many people who placed their bets on this strange bet, but most of them placed their bets on "yes".

The odds of a bet are generally related to the number of people betting on both sides. If we look at the current number of people betting, the person who bets on "yes" won't make much money even if he wins.

But strangely enough, the odds of "yes" are actually very high.

The reason is that although there are very few people betting on "no", one person has made a big bet.

The money this person bets is several times higher than that of the option next to him. It is obvious that the people betting on the option next to him are dozens or even hundreds of times more than he is.

This feeling is very strange, as if someone is deliberately making the odds of "yes" higher...

"Who bets on this?" Huang Jiao looked strange. She said, "Everyone seems to be very happy today, and who would spend such a big price on being unhappy?"

As soon as she finished saying this, she suddenly saw a tall man with his face covered coming over. He stood in front of the sign and looked at it for a long time.

Then he took out a silver coin, threw it on the "No" side, turned around and left.

"There are really people who would bet on it..." Huang Jiao murmured.

She scratched her hair and said: "...This person is really strange."

The handsome young man on top of the tall building saw the scene below. The voice that just transmitted the sound was not him, but Hua Mian.

He didn't know what Hua Mian wanted to do, because Hua Mian had not contacted him since the beginning.

His internal strength is not as good as Hua Mian, and there is a possibility of someone discovering the sound transmission, so he can only carefully look for Hua Mian on the street.

Here... there is none.

There...there is none.

Just when he was about to go out for a walk in the name of going out, he suddenly heard Hua Mian's voice. The voice was very panicked, and there was a feeling of struggle in it, "Hurry up... hurry up..."

Get out of the sight of others and never let others discover you..."

The voice was intermittent, as if he was about to take a breath for a while. The handsome young man felt something was wrong, so he tentatively asked, "Sir, what's wrong?"
To be continued...