821 The Fatal Five

"The bartender thinks you are rowdy and bad for customer, so he wants me to make you leave," Ning said. "But I will give you a chance. Let's play a round of cards. If you win, I'll leave. But if you lose, you will have to leave this place."

Borgir, the demon, looked at Ning with a contemplative look in his eyes. "The bartender said that? Fine, then I'll see if you can send me out or not."

"Borgir sat back on the table and collected the cards. Ning turned around and looked at the two demons who quickly moved away when they realized a new game was going to be held here.

Borgir collected the cards and shuffled them as Ning watched.

"What game are we playing?" Ning asked.

"The Fatal Five of course," the demon said, not bothering to tell the rules.

Ning frowned. "How does one play that?" he asked.