The three people, head and body, stared at the bartender, who was still smiling, with their mouths open, and there was no concept of life at all.
"Isn't there another one?"
The woman looked at the last paper sign in the glass jar with horrified eyes and reached out to get it.
The bartender smiled and blocked it with his hands and refused: "I'm sorry, I just promised to keep it for this distinguished guest.
Unless this guest agrees to give the opportunity to you, please don't make it difficult for me."
All eyes are on the driver, and as long as the driver agrees, he can give the last piece of paper to the child.
The driver hesitated for a moment and was about to speak, but the bartender interrupted first: "I want to remind everyone that it seems that no one has won the final super prize, right?
It will go directly to the human world, and there is a super prize of 50 million euros."
Mystery Prize.”
The driver's eyes suddenly lit up and he immediately said: "This is mine, I won't let it."
The woman immediately knelt down, hugged the driver's leg and began to cry and beg: "Just be kind and let us do it.
The child cannot die."
"It's not death, just part of it.
In other words, the body and head are separated, and only part of it can survive."
The bartender explained in a timely manner.
"Did you hear that?"
The driver kicked the woman away and shouted with red eyes: "You're still alive.
Maybe you'll have a chance to win back another part in the future.
How could I give you my ticket back?
I'm dreaming."
The bartender smiled and reminded again: "Since you don't want to, then quickly choose whether you want your head to be alive or your body to be alive."
The child was so frightened that he immediately started crying.
The woman got up and hugged the child's head tightly, crying loudly: "Dad, please think of a way.
What should I do?"
The girl looked at Cheng Qianxun, her lips moved but she didn't speak.
No matter whether he wanted to persuade the driver or not, he couldn't.
A person cannot be allowed to give up his right to live to others.
Cheng Qianxun sighed slightly and said nothing.
"I cannot agree to give the things I keep to others unless that person does not need this sign of life..."
The bartender smiled so horribly, seemingly morally noble, but his words should imply something.
"You won't need it if you die."
The man immediately understood something from this, grabbed the wine bottle on the table, and knocked hard on the bar.
The bottom of the "Relief├" wine bottle was smashed on the edge of the bar.
After the green liquid spilled out, the sharp broken edge was exposed.
"If you don't give it, you'll die."
The man took half a bottle and stabbed it at the driver.
The driver was shocked, and quickly grabbed a high chair to block the sharp glass point that was piercing his chest and knocked it away.
Then the two men struggled on the ground.
The bartender was still watching with a smile on his face, not wanting to stop him at all.
"Kill him, kill him."
The woman bared her teeth and shouted to help.
Seeing that her man and the driver were equally weak, she grabbed a high chair next to her and rushed forward.
"Ah" the driver covered one eye and screamed while rolling over on the ground.
The cry was just like the howling of a wild animal, which made people feel terrified.
Bright red blood came out from between his fingers.
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It was obvious that his eyes were badly hit.
The woman held the high chair tightly with both hands and her feet were shaking, but she still stammered and mustered up the courage to say: "Okay, okay, this lot is ours."
The bartender tilted his head and made a gesture of invitation to the driver, who was covering his eyes and howling on the carpet with broken glass and wine stains: "But he's still there."
"You must die, right?"
The man was like a devil at this time, his face was distorted due to the extreme stimulation and tension.
He grabbed the high chair with blood stains on the foot from the woman's hand, his face was ferocious.
Hit the driver on the head.
"Ah" the girl standing next to Cheng Qianxun covered her mouth with her hands, looking at the murder that was about to happen in front of her in shock.
At this time, survival made the driver forget all the pain.
He reluctantly raised one foot and kicked the man's knee.
"Plop!"
The man fell to the ground.
Before he could get up, the driver got up first and kicked the man hard in the face, abdomen, and chest.
"The father of the child."
The woman also rushed over, but was punched by the driver until her nose began to bleed.
She knelt on the ground covering her nose, with snot and tears pouring out.
"Dad, Mom!"
The child wanted to go up and help, but the driver grabbed his arm, lifted him up, and threw him into the bar.
One of the driver's eyes was bloody, and he stared at the bartender frantically with the other eye: "The signature is mine, why don't I chop off this guy's head?"
The bartender smiled calmly and said: "I can help you keep the signature.
Until you open it and the matter comes to nothing, I can't behead him yet."
"Open it, okay?"
The driver immediately reached for it.
"No."
The child's parents came to their senses a little and immediately rushed to pester him.
The three people struggled together again, and they were really bloody and beaten to death.
The woman even opened her mouth and bit the driver's hand hard.
The child seemed to see something at the bar.
He sat on the ground and looked up at the bartender in horror.
The bartender lowered his head to face him, smiling mysteriously and strangely, and pointed his finger on his lips in a silent gesture: "Shh."
Of course, all this could not be seen by the three adults outside who were desperately attacking.
Only Cheng Qianxun and the girl who were outside the incident could see clearly.
Finally, in the chaos, the driver picked up a larger piece of broken glass from a wine bottle on the ground, cut a long gash in the woman's face, and inserted it into the man's shoulder, thus achieving a narrow victory.
"Hehe, I won, it's mine."
The driver's eye could not see its original appearance except for black bruises.
The corners of his mouth were bleeding, his face was half swollen, and his shirt had been ripped open several times, and his sleeves were almost falling off.
He stood up staggeringly, threw himself down in front of the bar, grinned ferociously, and with a hand still covered with bloody teeth marks on the back, he took out the last paper sign from the glass jar with shaking hands, with a victorious attitude.
Joy and overwhelming hope opened up.
"No" the woman covered her cut cheek and cried bitterly.
"I'm going back, I'm going to become a billionaire."
The driver smiled arrogantly.
The smile at this time was so crazy, and with the injuries on his face and body, it became even more terrifying and hideous.
The paper sign was opened, and the driver suddenly stopped smiling, and stared at the bartender with his one-eyes that could still see things: "What, what do you mean...
This is not a grand prize."
What, not a grand prize The bartender said with a flattering smile that was fake and disgusting: "I just said it was possible.
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It seems that there is no final prize in this tank."
The unexpected turn stunned everyone.
As a result, there was no grand prize in the tank that would make the three people beat their heads to pieces.
What a huge irony this is, if you hadn't seen such blood with your own eyes, you would really laugh.
"This, this..."
The driver looked at the smiling bartender, then at the last piece of paper in his hand, and suddenly remembered something: "Then I still draw, I still want to draw."
"I'm sorry," the bartender replied with a smile, "all the lots have been drawn, and the one you opened is the last one."
The man clutched his injured shoulder, staggered to the driver's side, grabbed the opened paper sign, laughed after reading it, and told the reason why the driver's face turned from ecstasy to bloodless: "Gouging out the eyes and dissecting the five internal organs
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