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The bright red flame ignited the cigarette.
Du Wei took a drag, his mind pondering the relationship between the Evil Spirit and the gamble while also considering the issues of the vineyard.
In front of him, Howard Victor's body, extending snake-like, froze in a bizarre pose.
At such a close distance, Du Wei could even see its eyes exceptionally wide and the corners of its eyes streaked with fresh blood...
The flame of the lighter was gradually shrinking, but not quickly.
After all, back in Hill Psychiatric Hospital, even the nuns couldn't act before the flame went out, they could only force the flame to shrink and eventually extinguish. An Evil Spirit, however dreadful and vile, couldn't be more terrifying than the nuns.
"Huh..."
Du Wei exhaled a puff of smoke and stretched out his completely Evil Spirit-transformed right hand, holding all of his cards in hand.
He glanced at them, the best five, just right to form a 10JQKA Straight Flush.
