Chapitre 1861: Chapter 379: Stop Playing It

Crystal's hands on her knees tightened.

Eric had already begun to explain the rules of the game, "Whoever loses will get hit by a stick."

Eric looked at a model in armor in the corner of the hall, holding an iron rod in his hand, which was really made of iron.

It could be imagined how painful it would be to be hit by that.

They played blackjack and had two chances to add cards. They could choose to add or not. Points would be deducted if they exceeded 21 points.

(For example, if it were 23 points, only 2 points would remain, and so on.)

The servant quickly returned with the iron rod.

The whole rod was thick, with black lacquer and exquisite workmanship.

Eric took the rod and weighed it in his hand, "Master Davis must have been beaten a lot when you were a child?"

"I don't mind helping you recall the taste of childhood."

Nathan stared at Eric fiercely like a wolf, "It depends on whether you have good enough luck or not."