Sympathy; and in gambling where you can't win, you mainly have to rely on wits, demeanor, language, movements...performance and observation skills to determine the outcome; and then...gamblings that don't even use wits, such as slot machines

Like this, we have to rely on luck. This is what gamblers need most, God's favor." He paused for half a second, "And besides these decisive factors, 'force' is the final insurance. You can't win.

If you take away the benefits alive, you cannot be called a winner."

After finishing this conversation, Woody put his hands in his pockets, shook his shoulders and laughed a few times: "Hey... you know all these principles... but do you still want to bet with me?" He seemed to think that this question was still not sharp enough.

He added a second later, "I have to make it clear... I am a devil, and I am not the type who 'disdains cheating' or 'I won't default on money just to save face.'"

"Of course I understand all of this." Feng Bujue continued to smile, "So what?"

This sentence made the smile on Woody's face disappear.

"Hmph..." After a few seconds of silence, Woody snorted coldly and continued, "Feng Bujue, you really make me love and hate you..."

"Love is not necessary, I have a girlfriend." Brother Jue immediately complained, "You should hate me... Compared with 'love', 'hate' is an emotion that is easy to bear. As far as I know

...There are many people who hate me, but I can still live a good life." He tilted his head and smiled jokingly, "But if there are too many people who love me, I will be very tired."

"Hehehehe...I'm just using a metaphor. I don't have any 'emotions'." Woody continued, "Anyway...just bet..." He spread his hands, "What do you want to bet on?"

"I'm using the winner of the second stage of the 'Candidate Game'..." When Brother Jue said those five words, Woody's expression changed quite obviously, "...to bet on Li Ruoyu's love." (
Chapter completed!