15. Stake is Life (2)
“Hee-hee.”
Wheein!!
Seeing the electric drill spinning with a strong motor sound, the guests seem to have been awakened.
“Who goes out first?”
“Since there are six of us, each player only needs to go through one round.”
“The first is advantageous! Whoever goes out first!”
“Then you go out first!”
Confused guests.
“I will decide the order of departure. Let’s see. You, your eyebrows are straight. You are number one.”
“Me, me?! Ugh.”
The fat man steps forward reluctantly. sweat like rain The subordinates set the man in the coffin opposite Ji Se-hwa.
“The part to hang on to each other is the right arm. Not much of a burden, right? Then the first round begins!”
Eruah declares without a moment to think.
“Hey, manager. As I said, give me your right arm. It’s just one hole. I got a hundred holes in my belly while fighting the Dark Kingdom.”
“Well, then one more time… .”
“Don’t you understand this fucking thing? You bastards only need to be pierced once, but I say six times six times! If it gets pierced six times, no matter how much the country is destroyed! You haven’t transformed now, you fucking bastard!”
Ji Se-hwa pours out curses right away.
“Whoa. If you have a conscience, if you are a human, let’s sacrifice it, okay? I don’t have that cash dick. Who carries cash these days? I will write 10,000 won, so write 1,000 won.”
“Yes, yes? 1,000 won?”
“I made it clear. Write down 1,000 won. If I write anything else, I will be really disappointed in the executive director when I survive.”
Ji Se-hwa has really good eyes. I could kill you with just a glance.
“Ugh, but a drill. Right arm with a drill? Orb, hole too. Isn’t it completely in the middle? the bones would break Ugh.”
The man was sweating so much that he was dehydrated.
“… hmm? excuse me.”
One of the other guests, a smart-looking man, tried to keep his mouth shut. Irua brought her index finger to her mouth.
“During the round, other guests are quiet~ They watch it now, but if you open it again, they will kill you?”
A guest who becomes a hapjukki right away.
“Ah, that’s not a big deal, so write down 1,000 won! You’ll get better soon anyway!”
“Uh-uh-uh-uh.”
“Answer me! Answer that you do as I say!”
A man with his eyes closed. no answer until the end
This is over. I can’t answer because of my conscience that I can’t lie.
“hey! I said! Am I writing 10,000 won here? If you puncture my arm, it’s your fault! If you can’t fight properly because of that and lose to the Galactic Empire, it’s your responsibility!”
“Come on, over there. Shut up both of you. Write down the amount each of you would like to offer.”
Pens are held in their right hands protruding from the coffin. Subordinates who bring notes. They block their eyes so they can’t see each other.
Ji Se-hwa clicks her tongue and writes down the number without hesitation. After hesitating for a while, the man wrote down the number with his trembling hand.
“The results are out. Uhm~? Aha. Blue, are you a better kid than I thought?”
“Fuck you bitch.”
“I don’t know what to do with that mop door. Everyone confirmed that no manipulation was done, right? This note has never fallen out of your sight, and the handwriting will be verifiable by you. So will you reveal it? The first round.”
Irua turns the notes in both hands.
The amount spent by Ji Se-hwa is the real 10,000. It was ten thousand won.
On the other hand, the amount of men.
112,000.
“It’s a guest victory.”
“You fucking bastard—!!”
“Hey. I’m sorry, I’m sorry! But I couldn’t help it! I have heart failure, so when I get that kind of pain, I might have a heart attack!”
A man who makes ugly excuses.
“Of course, I know how hard Blue Saber-sama is as a hero. I am always grateful! I was worried until the end. But I’m too scared… .”
“What are you worrying about, you bastard! Is that the number you’re worried about? Ten times is not enough, so it’s a number that doubled the safety device!!”
That’s what it says.
Tenfold in case the geography will lie. And the number that came out to win must be 112,000 because I was worried that I would write more than that.
“Sorry, sorry… .”
“it’s okay. Now you go out.”
The fat man is freed by his subordinates. Eruah kicked the man out as if she wasn’t interested.
A man quickly leaves the VIP room, whether it’s from relief or embarrassment.
Of course, you can’t go home right away. I will have to continue to suffer from fear.
I don’t have any particular reason to take my life, but I have no intention of telling you.
“Then should I execute it?”
“Fuck bitch! Just solve it! I’ll pierce your ass with that drill!”
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Geographicalization that turns swear words into bad jokes. The men relentlessly took the drill to the hole in Ji Se-hwa’s right arm.
Weiyiing – Card Deud Deuk!!
“Keugh… ! Ugh!”
Ji Se-hwa endures without screaming. Poison seeps into his eyes.
The work was soon over. Blood and bone fragments fell through the hole.
The guests avert their eyes from the gruesome scene.
One, the smart-looking man who had opened his mouth earlier, raised his hand.
“huh. what? You can tell me now.”
“I have a question. What if the amount presented by Mr. Blue Saber and the guest is the same?”
Irua smiled.
“Yeah, that’s right. There was a way.”
At the moment, hope also appears on Ji Se-hwa’s face. All rounds end in a draw. The smart man came up with that method when Ji Se-hwa offered 10,000 won.
“Simple. The guest wins.”
However, Eruah crushed that hope in an instant.
“You notice that, are you competent?”
A man who doesn’t answer.
“Then next. There is a woman with me.”
“Ugh… .”
The woman looked like she would cry at any moment. completely engulfed in fear clap, clap. The coffin lock is engaged.
“Then, we’ll start the second round~ This time it’s the left leg. See the middle of the thigh? Tools don’t matter. It’s a skewer.”
Eruah’s declaration of foolishness. His subordinates came in with skewers heated over a fire.
“Me, over there. Mr. Blue Saber.”
“Ten thousand won.”
“yes… ?”
“I will write less than 10,000 won.”
Ji Se-hwa said that while frowning in pain and breaking out in a cold sweat.
“Ah, Mr. Blue Saber… .”
A woman who finally bursts into tears.
“sorry. I can’t even do something like that.”
Ji Se-hwa gritted it.
“I think it hurts so much. I can’t stand it. I can’t stand it… . They are ordinary people.”
A woman starting to weep. After that, her complaints continued. What about the children, how hard life is.
Ji Se-hwa only listened to see if she didn’t have the strength to scream as the first damage.
“Okay, finish. Then write it down.”
Present the second amount. The result came out.
“hehehe~ It’s fun, it’s fun. Disclosure?”
A woman who sheds endless tears and a quiet Ji Se-hwa.
I could understand the woman’s feelings.
You would think that Ji Se-hwa wrote down 10,000 won this time.
Because of that guilt, she must have been shedding tears like that.
And the result.
“Guest, 212,000. Blue, 1,642,000.”
“… uh?”
The moment she saw the number, the woman’s mouth dropped open.
“Now, wait a minute. hundred? You said ten thousand won. Mr. Blue Saber? I was in the tens unit. Suddenly white? uh huh?”
Ji Se-hwa shot the woman.
“Fuck you, you fucking bitch. To die or not.”
“Oh, no. wait. wait!! lie! You lied to me!!”
A woman starting to glow. Irua waved her hand. The subordinates immediately thrust skewers into the woman.
“aaagh! lie! aaa!!”
The smell of burning flesh lingers. Irua was disgusted and secretly covered her nose. After a brief scream, the woman passed out. The men dragged her and threw her out the door.
“Ugh.”
“oh my god.”
The rest of the guests were cold. The smart man seemed lost in thought.
“Have you written one hundred and sixty now?”
“yes. It looks like it’s almost exhausted, doesn’t it?”
“Doesn’t it seem like half of it is psychologically?”
“I don’t usually carry more than 500 cash. Is there anyone carrying it? I had nothing to write about.”
“I don’t have one.”
“I don’t even carry a bag.”
“I leave my wallet with the driver and he always tells me to set it to two hundred.”
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Guests entering into a whispering discussion.
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Gradually they realized.
In conclusion, this game is designed in a very advantageous way to Ji Se-hwa.
You don’t have to pay high to win this game. It is a game to win by matching the balance of the geography.
Therefore, Ji Se-hwa’s strategy of declaring 10,000 won at the beginning and paying 10,000 won as it is is basically useless.
Still, he’s not an idiot.
One hair was the best.
If my predictions are correct, Ji Se-Hwa understands the game very accurately.
“Round 3. The site is the right leg. it’s the knee The tool is a bone spear.”
Negotiations are now unnecessary. There is only pure psychological warfare.
and result.
“Guest, 1,210,000. Blue, 6,240,000.”
“Six hundred?”
“hey. Isn’t that the cash you had by chance rather than preparing it?”
A guest whose knee is torn apart with a gruesome scream.
He was kicked out of the room crippled.
A grinning Ji Se-hwa.
“Then you are next. Were you confident? Show me where.”
Irua called a smart man. A man who is set in a coffin in a cold sweat.
“The body part of the 4th round is the belly. This is the tool.”
The men took out their tools. The blue sashimi knife came out.
“Ugh! That, that!”
confused man. On the other hand, there is no change in facial expression in Ji Se-hwa.
“Whoa. great. It’s a tiger’s den, so you have to be alert. Blue Saber. I know your intentions.”
“what?”
Ji Se-hwa wriggling her eyebrows.
“The first one was given because I didn’t want to raise the unit. Once you go beyond the range of cash you normally carry, the psychological wall goes up. A calculation that comes from dividing your cash in advance in a limited trial of six.”
“What are you talking about, trash?”
“If you think about it that way, you must have quite a lot. It’s not the cash you carry around with you on a daily basis. okay. Lobby money?”
At those words, Ji Se-hwa frowned. It looks like it’s going to catch a man.
“Don’t get me wrong. Because you want to negotiate. I will ask differently.”
The man gave a relaxed smile.
“How much can you give me if I take the knife instead?”
It’s fun.
He’s definitely a brainy guy.
If it’s sweet, you’ll want to swallow it.
How are you, Ji Se-hwa?
Will you swallow it or spit it out?