<h4>Chapter 664 Game Show: First Question</h4>


    Those words made Lenny immediately go on the Alert.


    However, the Magistri chuckled loudly, "It seems that there is tension amongst our two contestants. Maybe some hatred too. However, the rules of the Devil''s ve game show suggests that physical pain and attacks are not allowed unless permitted."


    The moment that he said those words, he pressed a button by his side and Agent ''X'' was instantly electrocuted.


    This was action that both surprised Lenny as it did thrill him.


    Agent ''x'' was an older man. Electrocution made his white hair stand as he vibrated in his seat. He too was not expecting the reaction from the host that he had gotten.


    The Audience on the other handughed wildly and apuded even more.


    The Magistri continued. "This game is going to have a total of two sections and a bonus if the opposing party has a lot of points. please remember that points are dished out ording to a variety of things, such as the audience''s love for you and how you answer your questions.


    Here on the show, we dish out points ording to your level of CRAZINESS!" Confetti was popped in the air from below, and the audience Apuded.


    "Do the contestant have any questions?" the Magistri asked.


    "How do I win?" Lenny immediately asked.


    "That''s a rather very simple question with an even simpler answer.... All you have to do is work hard and remember, they are no rules or skills to Winning."


    Lenny heard those words and certain thoughts and calctions went into his brain as his eyes observed his environment even closely.


    This ce, its structure, the audience and even the magistri. Truly, the Red sands around the gate were a kind of ce unlike any he had ever seen in his life.


    It practically formed its own world.


    If he was facing what he was facing, Lenny could not help but imagine what the other people that had be trapped in the Red snads were also facing. Nevertheless, it did not matter.


    Lenny steeled his resolve. He was not the kind to ponder over spilled milk but to look for another cup of milk and clean up the mess of the previous one.


    "Are the contestants ready?"


    All of a sudden, the lights settled down on Lenny and Agent ''X''.


    The magistri dressed in his fancy ck suit opened a piece of paper. "Our first segment is the Question and answer session. Please be careful on answering these questions. some of them might be dangerous...." he chuckled, "...and remember, each person can only pick an answer that the other has not."


    *question 1*


    What does it take to be the Devil''s ve.


    A. love and Devotion to the Devil.


    B. Chosen By Fate From birth.


    C. Having Sensual Rtions with the Devil.


    D. Being an Asshole.


    "Contestants may respond quickly by pushing the buzzer in front of them."


    Lenny looked at the red Buzzer in front of him and then at Agent ''X''. His fingers were faster and his dexterity smoother.


    *BUZZ!* Lenny pushed his button.


    "yes, Mr Lenny, what is your answer?" The magistri asked.


    "A" lenny responded.


    The Magistri nodded as he turned to Agent ''X''. "Your answer?"


    Agent ''X'' massaged his jaw a bit. "C"


    The magistri nodded as he looked once more at the paper in his hands. "The answer to that question is.... B. Chosen By Fate Birth."


    "Annn!" The Audience sighed.


    "Since both of you got the answer wrong, then you both receive the penalties." The magistri stated. "...And the penalty for this is...."


    *Drumroll!*


    "Being Stabbed in the ribs by a short sword!"


    "Huh!" lenny had barelyprehended what was going on when a Knife suddenly appeared from his seat and stabbed into his right side.


    The de dug deep, and if Lenny had not instinctively leaned out of the way of the knife, it might have even had its way into his lungs.


    "AHHH!" he groaned in the pain. This was the same thing for Agent ''X'' as both of them bleed from their sides.


    Meanwhile, the audience cheered andughed happily as they pped.


    The magistri chuckled a bit, "Now, wasn''t that fun!? Please rememberdies and gentlemen. If you die in the Game show, you gone for life....AHAHAHAHH!"


    lenny was surprised to see that he was actively bleeding. Unfortunately for him, he also noticed that his natural healing factor was not working.


    "Hmmm!" He groaned a little. At this rate, he knew that he could definitely die from loss of blood. He instantly regted an old technique that he had learned from the Monastery of pain and pleasure.


    This was a technique that he had used for a long time in his life. After all, as an assassin, he could not count the number of times that he had been stabbed or had a fatal injury.


    This particr one was not going to be enough to end him.?Lenny knew that this was the same thing for Agent ''X''.


    He looked in Agent ''X'' direction. It was just as he had thought. Agent ''X'' was regting a technique as he closed his eyes.


    Lenny frowned tightly. He really did not like agent ''X''. After all, the both of them shared a very unfriendly history.


    It was one filled withpetition, hate, pain and blood. Also, Agent ''X'' was the one that took her from his life. His first love, Catherine.


    There was a saying that no man can ever forget his first. The memory of her smile, like the sparkle of clear waters when kissed by sunlight, the feel of her skin like the touch of oxygen inside his lungs, and the taste of her lips like a very addictive bottle of wine.


    To have such a great feeling and be helpless as it was stripped away, is pain so unique that it had a special category of its own. It was one unlike any other...