Violent Priest (I)

_Pa._ Lin Xin abruptly slapped his thigh, “I’ve taken a gamble.”

He seemed resolute as he raised his head and looked at Long Hao Chen, telling him: “Little brother Long, although it is the first time we meet, I believe in my foresight, and I will bet on you.”

Long Hao Chen shook his head and replied: “Lin Xin, I don’t gamble.”

Lin Xin shook his head, and said: “I don’t want you to bet with me, I want to bet with myself. Here are three bottles of pills, take them. There are instructions in each bottle.” As he spoke, his hand twinkled with a red light, and three bottles of pills appeared in his hands. They were all bottles made of crystal and in each bottle, there were 10 pills about the size of a soybean. In terms of color, however, they had nothing in common.

Long Hao Chen didn’t directly retrieve these three bottles, he looked at Lin Xin with an inquiring look.