svetikya Chapter 681 Do you know me?
Chapter 681 Do you know me?
"What do you mean by reducing the sentence?" The gambler who had been following him all the time now showed a flattering smile, as if he really regarded himself as the person who could decide his fate.
"Your sentence will be reduced by half. Of course, after a fair trial, it will be considered meritorious service. What you need to understand is that if you do something similar in the future, it will be considered a second offense, and I can take direct action against you."
If a more serious criminal like this commits a second crime after being imprisoned for the first time and then released from prison, he will be sentenced to death.
The psychological evaluation committee believes that there is absolutely no need for these criminals to correct themselves, and their lives will only cause more children to be harmed and more innocent people to pay the price for them.
"I will reform myself, I just want to leave as soon as possible..."
Gamblers are never trustworthy. After all, fate and gamblers are the same, right?
The probability that a gambler tells the truth is smaller than the probability that the dealer does not cheat.
However, if the other party goes to gamble again in the future, that would be damned!
Even though the gambling industry has been banned here for such a long time, there are still some people who like it. They want to get rich overnight, but they never think about what consequences this will bring.
There are many opportunities to get rich overnight, but how many people can really get rich overnight and leave successfully? This is an extreme shortcut that will destroy a person's values and money, which means it will make people crazy...
No matter what, don't gamble. This sentence should be told over and over again to all children. The consequences of gambling can be bankruptcy and debt at the very least, or even the destruction of a family at the worst.
That chip will be kept carefully. After all, although I got the money back, it did replace my money.
"Another perfect solution to a problem..."
"Well, this is my habit. If there is nothing else, I should have other things to do. I am also very busy. This is just something that I care about very much, so I came here in person."
You can collect the salary here, but it is not necessary.
"Lost Lamb~"
"Can I ask him to shut up?"
Some people are so angry that they want to kick that damn guy twice. They did something wrong. When they want to die, they think that they have not done anything wrong. They think that they are just losers and victory is written by the winners.
"Their lives shouldn't be like this. You ruined their lives and are proud of it. You don't even need the so-called money. All you want is their painful expressions. Damn you, aren't you?"
The other party is pure fun, and the reason for opening this casino is just to see more people's pleasure after being broken up. There is no need to be so nice to this kind of pure beast. Even if I kill this person now, the gods will not blame me. Thinking of this, I am ready to draw my sword.
"Do you miss home, wise witch lady?"
"I don't know whether I miss home or not, but you should return to the earth now. Good night, child. I hope you will be a good person in your next life!"
He had already made an attacking gesture, and when the sword was about to pierce the opponent's neck, the shape of his mouth made him stunned for a moment.
"..."
"What are you doing?" The colleague next to him looked at him, not understanding why he suddenly drew his sword and then stopped.
"There is something more important. I have to ask in person."
"Hmm..." Colleagues would not know too much about his actions and would not ask questions. After all, in their eyes, he was the most fair and selfless, but also the coldest and most ruthless person.
Being cold-blooded and ruthless is indeed fair and selfless. In the special interrogation room, the cold light shines on the top of the head. The opponent is tied to a chair for safety reasons, and the eyes are stared at.
"what did you just say?"
"Oh, dear Miss Witch, you are so forgetful. Don't you remember me?"
"…What exactly is the curse?"
"Don't be so anxious. How about pouring me a cup of coffee and a piece of chocolate cake?"
"No." He didn't want to give the prisoner preferential treatment. Once this seemingly not-so-serious concession was made, more troublesome things would happen next. There was no need to make the so-called concession from the beginning. He was the one who should beg.
"You might prefer a tiramisu with a flat white?"
He stared at the other person with an expression that made him even angrier. He wondered how much the other person knew and what he knew.
"You really don't recognize me? We just met not long ago!"
"...I understand who you are. That was a hundred years ago. Wait, you smell very strongly of alchemy. If it were according to what I thought, you should be dead now."
There is a very, very special alchemical method that treats people as instruments.
Of course, humans can be transformed by alchemy. What they do is very simple. They forcibly expel a person's original soul from the body and reinject it with a new soul, which is the soul of the dead soul that should have aged. Transforming a living person will put the body in the most suitable stage. It is best if the person is a close relative. If the person is not a close relative, the soul may have a rejection reaction.
"That's nothing. After all, you are also preparing to follow my old path. As the first to come, I have a way to minimize your losses..."
Before he could finish his words, a punch had already hit that annoying face. I admit that he looks pretty good, but now he really deserves a beating, especially with that paper mouth saying such disgusting words.
I feel like I knocked out a tooth with my hammer, but my hand is fine. Now I rarely feel pain from this.
"You are a complete lunatic. I am only inviting you as a visitor."
"What on earth do you know about cursing?"
The word uttered by the other party was immortality.
"You actually regard this gift as a curse? What a different fate. I have been thinking about how to obtain this immortality."
"...Living like a beast, you certainly won't go crazy. After all, you prefer to drive others crazy. Are you still a normal human being? Do you still have a soul that a human being should have?!"
The curse of immortality happened a long time ago. I haven't told many people about it. Most of those who know about it have already entered the dust. Of course, there may be one person who knows about it but it's not obvious...
"I am alive and well, while your soul and body are beginning to decay. This is the difference between us. I want you to join us so that we can make new improvements with your alchemy..."