Doomsday Hunter

In the manor outside the city, Miss Linda finally failed to escape the playing cards and was possessed by the Q of Hearts.

Currently there is only one person in j and q. So George Dodge is not ready. Originally, it was necessary to get all the candidates, and select one to ten around a few top-level seventh-level masters, and then launch the dream to cover Nightmare City.

As a result, the big and small kings are not obedient. You two guys rebelled before you fell asleep for a month.

"Q of Hearts..." Linda frowned, looking at the heart and the letter Q on the back of her hand, "Do you want to use this method to control me? It's... ridiculous."

Neither Franklin noticed anything wrong with Linda, but George Dodge always knew.

Because Linda was the card he placed beside Franklin.

Inside the city, the mushroom forest was reduced to one-tenth of its original size by the roulette wheel, and then a dice fell, crushing the vibrant mushrooms. But no rabbit hole was found.

George Dodge understood that a very dangerous opponent, whose work depended on his mood, could come at any time. And I don't know what the guy's attitude towards Nightmare City is.

Anyway, all the information says that Utopia's mad women hate killing, strife, and social chaos and oppression of women.

Of course, she also hated school, ugly men, and peas.

Others have summarized her favorite things, sweets, small animals, flowers, good-looking women, quiet children, and mushrooms. Well, there is basically no such nightmare city, but the annoying things seem to be all there.

"This is my dream. There are countless gamblers in it...and my poker army. It may not be able to stop her." Spade K muttered to himself.

The most important thing now is to wake up the body early. Then Bob must stop the suppression of the dream.

In addition, if the conditions are negotiated, maybe a few experts outside can help him defend against that crazy woman in Utopia.

In fact, it is unlikely. Li Le still wants to go shopping in Utopia. How could he offend the ruler of Utopia for George Dodge, a bad old man?

"I found that artificially constructed dreams, like the star nets and artificial gods created by those in the Mediterranean, are the power of gathering groups." Captain Beth scanned Nightmare City again and again with a blindfold.

"Well, the same is true of curses and blessings that are common in Asia," Li Le said.

Miss Captain nodded, "This is a world created by combining hundreds of thousands of living or dead gamblers' dreams. It may even swallow the nearby Wuyuan."

Li Le thinks it is unlikely. The power of the fog master is beyond doubt. The last fog master who was really killed by humans was still on Steam Island.

The dream of Mr. God of Gamblers is far from the cooperation of half the power of all mankind.

In the foggy garden, there were only a dozen scattered people still playing. These are senior gamblers, and they won't go out unless they have no chips.

And after Copperfield arrived, the horror of the game soared rapidly.

Thomas and their eyes were extremely dreadful. According to George Dodge, Copperfield had only been here for less than a month. But everyone felt that the hypnotist had been in the casino for a long time.

Obviously, there is no need for Mr. God of Gamblers to lie on this, it can only be that everyone has been distorted cognition, with the exception of SS-level.

However, if hypnotized, will it only hypnotize this one? What is the purpose of this guy coming to Nightmare City?

"Don't be so nervous, Mr. God of Gamblers didn't ask you to come and gamble with me, you have to watch Mr. Franklin." The master hypnotist smiled: "Besides, you look at me like this..."

His figure suddenly disappeared and appeared on the other side of the gaming table: "How do you know that you are not watching a phantom?"

Once hypnotized, it is possible to be hypnotized a second time. And everyone's actions in the morning caused the entire bureaucracy of Nightmare City to be controlled by Copperfield.

At that time, no one noticed the abnormality, but now, looking back, one by one reacted.

Hypnosis is also very useful, right? No wonder those special novels, comics and animations are like this. As far as Copperfield's level is concerned, it is possible to secretly control a large force like one or two safe zones.

"Hehehe, don't look at me with such eyes. My hypnosis for you is only a minority. It's not even a hypnosis, it's just a psychological suggestion. The people who were really hypnotized by me are still in the dark. Woolen cloth."

The two Franklins were silent.

They could read the atmosphere, so they understood that Copperfield was alluding to someone among them.

"Hey, Bob. You were the one who lost the gamble back then." Copperfield leaned over to Franklin, the gambler, and said softly, "Of course, the real Franklin didn't do well either. George destroyed, remodeled. So a lot of people sensed something was wrong."

In the brain, the real memory came.

Mr. Gambler was silent for a long time, his fingers trembled slightly, and finally calmed down: "Even if this is true... it doesn't matter."

Because they've all staked, whoever wins is the real Franklin.

And Copperfield was still showing evidence to others there: "You should remember, what ability does the real Franklin have? Is it manipulating probability, or manipulating dreams? Their gambling at that time only bet on identity, but not ability. So from this point, it can be very easy to distinguish."

"You're right, but it doesn't make sense." Tick turned the barrel of the gun without speaking.

Ryan looked at the real Franklin who was silent next to him: "We were ordered to come and play a game with you. If either of you beats the three of us in a row, go out and wake up the master, and let him go. Accept the control of the king and the king."

Thomas replied: "If you win, the master is willing to give up control of you, everything is witnessed by Mr. Mist."

"Is this called the master?" Tick was depressed, but he also knew that he had no room to resist.

Copperfield sat down. "Let's get started, I can't wait to see the play."

In the manor, Heart Q Linda finally came out.

It was now nine o'clock in the evening. The whole of Nightmare City is covered by George's dream. There are dice, turntables, poker and other gambling equipment everywhere.

The residents of the city started to revel, and now all their actions are controlled by the colorful dice in the sky.

On the path paved with chips, Linda walked with an expressionless face. There is no need to make any pretense in front of these controlled guys.

"These idiots are wasting their lives and time on pointless gambling. Copperfield actually played with Nightmare City too."

It seems that the task of the headquarters can only be completed by me.

Linda came to the edge of the mushroom forest, stretched out her hand and pulled it towards her face, as if to pull out the q of hearts that had melted into it.

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