Chapter 397 I really can’t do anything to you

"Don't ask blindly. I want to tell you something. Here, you need to give me a code name. After all, the people who come here are either rich or noble and most of them are kings."

Chen Gang thought for a moment.

"Then, call me daddy."

Kanshan: "...I would like to ask, how do you live to be so old?"

Chen Gang's face tightened.

"You are a bit too presumptuous. If this doesn't work, then just call me Brother Gang ."

Kanshan's expression was complicated.

"...Do you have to take advantage?"

Chen Gang waved his hand impatiently.

"This is enough for me to give you face. Do you want to let me in or not?"

Kanshan stretched out his hand helplessly.

"Anyway, my mission is to invite you over. Do whatever you want, just follow me."

Kanshan took Chen Gang into a luxurious restaurant.

Walking on the soft red carpet.

On both sides stood female ghosts in cheongsam.

"Welcome guests~"

Walk into the lobby.

A huge round table is placed here.

There were ghosts and ghosts sitting around.

There is no level lower than lv750.

And the titles above each head are extremely gorgeous.

Either a noble or a king.

Without bragging, if this table of ghosts died here, the entire horror world would be in chaos.

The top management is dead.

Chen Gang looked at the main seat.

A dark LCD screen stood there.

"This is?"

Kanshan took two steps forward and knelt down in front of the LCD screen.

"Your Majesty Gusa, I have brought the King of Churchill Kingdom."

The LCD screen started to move.

In the picture, a dark chair slowly turned around.

A ghost slowly appeared on the screen.

Wearing a bright red cloak, shirtless, and wearing a helmet.

At first glance, he looks like a Spartan warrior.

The voice is not angry but has authority.

"Please take a seat."

King Gusa lv800.

Chen Gang was stunned.

"What the hell? You're at level 800. Why don't you get arrested?"

 Gusa looked at Chen Gang.

 "There's someone above me."

Chen Gang: "..."

"Take a seat. You should understand the rules. If you don't know, ask the ghosts around you. Being able to enter this room means that you have truly entered the upper class society."

Chen Gang looked around.

"Upper class? Doesn't that mean you have to eat pimple soup with every meal? Where's pimple soup?"

Gusa: "...Sit down!"

Gusa slowly turned around again, leaving only the back of the chair.

Chen Gang took two steps forward.

An empty chair is in plain sight.

It should be prepared for Chen Gang.

The chair faces away from the hall door.

Chen Gang sat down.

A curtain of light suddenly rose in front of him.

It's almost the same as on a mobile phone.

It's all player information and winning or losing bets.

The only difference is that the amount of the bet is different.

The lowest is 1 and the highest is infinite.

The unit is 0.1 world origin.

In other words, betting 10 is a glimpse of the origin of the world.

Chen Gang looked at the densely packed player portraits.

After four rounds of battle.

There are 6.25 million ghosts left on the field.

Chen Gang glanced left and right.

Suddenly he looked sharply at the ghost.

"Eh? Connor? Lao Kang? Do you still remember me, Lao Kang?"

On the right side of the seat is the ghost that Chen Gang encountered when he was doing the mission on the mysterious island.

He is still a foreign commissioner from the world of horror.

Connor looked at Chen Gang.

"Hey, I remembered, you are the human who caused me to lose ten strands of the world's origin! How dare you come here!"

Chen Gang: "...Don't be so rude! I obviously gave you two strands of the origin of the world. It's okay if you don't thank me. Why are you still gritting your teeth?"

Connor gritted his teeth and whispered.

"It's true that you gave me two strands, but I came out to do the math, asked for help from the rules, and lost five strands of the world's origin. In the end, I still lost three damn strands!"

Chen Gang spread his hands.

"Then can you blame me? You said you wanted two strands at the beginning, so I gave you two strands. If you figured it out, wouldn't I have given them all to you? Why do you blame me for your own problems?"

Connor was stunned.

"Yeah?"

Chen Gang nodded.

"Yeah, why are you such a noble ghost and so forgetful? I gave it to you for free out of kindness, and you took it from me. How can you still blame me? Besides, am I, Chen Gang, the unreasonable person? Isn't it because you have lost three strands of your origin? It's fate that we meet today, I'll give it to you!"

Connor's mouth opened slightly.

"Really, really?"

Chen Gang waved his hand.

"Hey, you are only lv750. Look at me, lv799. Isn't it just a matter of one sentence to kill you? Do I need to lie to you? I just want to tell you that I, Chen Gang, am the most conscientious and the most fancy. Loyalty. You and I are destined to meet each other on the Mysterious Island. We are even more destined to meet here this time. You have to cherish this fate."

Connor was a little embarrassed by what Chen Gang said.

Scratched his head.

"Ha, this, it is indeed fate. I used to be a kid, but I didn't expect Brother Chen to be so loyal to his brother."

Chen Gang leaned on the chair.

"Then you see, I, Chen Gang, have always been the one to help my brothers."

Connor laughed dryly.

"Then, what about my three strands of world origin?"

Chen Gang patted Connor on the shoulder.

"You are just too anxious. You went out in a hurry today and didn't bring the source of the world with you. How about this, you lend me three strands of the source of the world."

Connor was stunned.

"ah?"

Chen Gang had a straight face.

"Ah what? I just wanted to recognize you as my brother, but you didn't live up to the expectations. Do you think that my level, Chen Gang, will be inferior to the origin of the world?"

Connor looked at Chen Gang.

He shook his head decisively.

Chen Gang is not only a dispatched specialist in the horror world, but also has a level of lv799.

You can handle other worlds on your own without borrowing the rules of the thriller world.

There is definitely no shortage of the origin of the world.

Two or three strands, people won't take it to heart at all.

Moreover, from what Chen Gang meant, it seemed that he wanted to be his brother?

This is a man who stands at the top of the horror world.

Hey, let's just make a good relationship.

Just three strands of the origin of the world.

Connor was heartbroken.

Three strands of the origin of the world appeared in his hand.

"Here, it's my honor to recognize me as your brother. I'll lend you this source!"

Chen Gang took over the origin of the world.

Shaked his head.

"You, what do you think I'm borrowing my origin for? Isn't it just to not hurt your heart? I'm trying to give it back to you!"

Chen Gang returned the origin of the world to Connor.

"Here you go, these are three strands of the origin of the world. Let's settle the account."

Connor took over the origin of the world with a confused look on his face.

"This, isn't this right?"

"What's wrong? You still can't trust me? Are you the one who settled the previous accounts?"

Connor blinked.

"It's clear, but just now, didn't I lend you three strands of the origin of the world?"

Chen Gang: "...Look, what did I say to you? You are just too anxious. Can't you clear the accounts one at a time? It has been more than a year since the last account, and I just gave it to you this time. You haven't had it for five minutes, so you want it back?"

Connor: "...It makes sense, but why do you always feel like something is wrong?"

Chen Gang sighed.

"Oh, I really can't do anything to you, so I just have to give it back to you. Come on, lend me three more strands of the origin of the world."

"ah?"