Chapter 1829: Chapter 1826: Gamble
Han Dong knew very well that someone was aiming at him from behind the scenes.
Therefore, he had long ’cut’ his head off, or more accurately, separated it.
With the smooth incision, he easily rotated his head 180° on his neck’s surface, then lifted it up, with the connection even appearing filamentous...
Han Dong deliberately performed such a horrifying act, intentionally revealing the internal pollution structure, clearly with a purpose.
The Faceless Head Skull is indeed Han Dong’s true body.
Even with the truth sealing,
the tentacles between the skulls are innate. Though the effect isn’t that strong, it’s quite simple to influence a common person who is also truth-sealed.
Having drawn the top lot, it must be used wisely,
The mental impact brought by pollution causes misfires,
while secretly guiding with the Demon Eye visually,
leading to an "accidental coincidence" — the bullet hitting the clown’s forehead, with the sound of a skull shattering even clearly audible.
Though doing this risks exposing the trump card, it tests the clown Bajins’ ’power’... or finds chances to do something else, ensuring not all advantages fall into Bajins’ hands.
A headshot from a bullet is certainly lethal for common people, and Han Dong wondered what the clown’s reaction would be.
When the ’accident’ occurred,
Han Dong immediately reattached the head lifted mid-air back to his neck, even though the connection was still seeping blood, he still made a surprised expression with his hand over his mouth.
Drip drip!
A kind of black and white blended blood dripped onto the ground.
Clown Bajins appeared shocked, touching the pierced skull, seemingly unable to believe what just happened.
First looking at the Handyman shooting from behind the scenes,
then the eyeballs rolled up, the body leaned back... thud! Falling to the ground in response.
As the brain tissue and blood spread onto the ground, Bajins’ body slightly twitched, seeming truly about to die.
At this time, the circus’s medical team all went on stage.
After performing head bandaging, the clown was carried on a stretcher backstage.
Recognizing the brutality of the game, the audience collectively prayed for one thing — "Hope the clown just dies like this, and quickly end this closing performance."
Only Han Dong showed difficulty, knowing the clown was likely faking it, going backstage would avoid exposing his power.
However, since Bajins’ situation wasn’t observable,
Han Dong took the opportunity of his absence to quickly do other things.
His gaze locked onto a person among the crowd, a ’young man’ whose injury level was only next to his own.
Not even a minute had passed.
Clown Bajins, leaning on a staff, came back on stage as if nothing had happened, walking with relaxed, cheerful sliding steps... the headshot mark entirely vanished.
This scene almost drove most people to despair, also meaning the game would continue.
Upon returning on stage, Bajins brushed his fingers past his ear side, deliberately greeting Han Dong.
Han Dong politely smiled back, though feeling somewhat uncomfortable inside.
’Truly worthy of the current clown, one of the circus’s [top cards].
Hit by a bullet, deliberately faking severe injury or even death, being carried backstage to recover. Intentionally hiding his abilities, avoiding exposure to my eyes.
He’s not arrogant at all, quite good.’
...
The second game [Please Take My Body], from the rules seemed like surviving was possible by being a bit ruthless.
In reality,
the limitations of tools, issues with body parts, and the mere minute execution made it impossible for many to do so, the death rate far exceeded 50%.
Reducing sharply from 125 people at the start of the game to 47.
Moreover, these 47 weren’t entirely ’intact,’ nearly half were missing arms, legs, internal organs or flesh... among them, only about twenty could normally function without much restriction.
"Oh dear, only this few are left, seems like your lot isn’t of great quality.
Speeding up a bit doesn’t matter, anyway when the number falls below 10% it will enter the final stage... All these unused games on the roulette can be played in future circus performances.
Seeing everyone’s state isn’t great, how about letting Mr. Han spin the roulette this time? Mr. Han seems completely unscathed, easily cut his head off and reattached it."
"Alright."
Han Dong didn’t refuse, heading straight to the roulette.
Just as he intended to spin, Clown Bajins suddenly leaned his head closer:
"Hey! Mr. Han... the number remaining isn’t much, probably one more round will enter the final stage.
There are still many interestingly designed games not played, one should suit you, want to try?
With your body’s precision it should stop the roulette at the corresponding position, right?
See the white envelope at bottom right 4:17? How about playing a round?"
Actually, Han Dong could totally refuse.
But Han Dong didn’t hesitate at all, maintaining a smile, gladly accepted the clown’s offer.
Body control came from accumulated experience for someone who frequented the fighting club long-term, it’s no big deal... under Han Dong’s control, the roulette reached the corresponding position.
White envelope.
Compared to the cruel, costly black, people tended to favor white... even in death, it feels more comfortable.
≮Game Name: [Gambling]≯
Rules:
1. "Grouping": Remaining people on-site voluntarily or randomly grouping in pairs. If the total number is odd, the last lone person will be directly executed.
2. "Gambling": The paired two will gamble by drawing lots, the winner proceeds to the next round.
Time Limit: Grouping only allowed for 3 minutes, gambling will have a reasonable time limit per gambling rules.
Another half-elimination game.
Due to the remaining 45 being oddly numbered, voluntary grouping began immediately, preventing anyone from becoming the last lone person.
However, no one actively approached Han Dong.
After all, his ’reputation’ is extremely prominent, the superb performance during the [Stage Play] is seen by all, who’d dare gamble with such a monster.
Many even hoped this monster dies to reduce later competition.
Seeing Han Dong was about to become the last lone person.
A familiar-faced young man approached him.
"Mr. Han, the only familiar face here is you... why not gamble with me?"
The visitor was [Young Master], completely transformed into Mr. Gracy after Bajins’ training, his newly stitched young master face skin made his entire expression extremely inconsistent, even somewhat distorted.
Seeing the joyful expression of the Black White clown not far beside the young master’s face.
The situation was now straightforward,
If Han Dong didn’t agree, he’d become the last lone person executed,
If agreeing, he’d gamble with the luckiest guy.
At the same time, an elderly man approached.
It was Superintendent Willis, whom Han Dong initially met and came to the circus together, having survived till now, losing an arm in the previous game.
Upon seeing Han Dong’s predicament, he proactively offered assistance.
"Mr. Han, want to gamble with me?"
The extra option left Han Dong somewhat stunned, but inside he’d already decided... placing a hand on Superintendent Willis’s shoulder.
"Don’t worry, let me play with this Young Master since we came together, returning together would be the perfect ending. Thank you for your kind offer, Superintendent Willis."
Then turned to face Young Master.
"Mr. Gracy, let’s see whose luck is better."