Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

The fourth card is 9 squares and 5 squares.

Three nines, Fang Dashao speaks.

The red color on Fang Dashao's face faded, and he took a hole card and took a close look.

Yan's third finger tapped on the card, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said, "You have a big card, why, don't you press it all down?"

Fang Dashao's eyes flashed, and his fingers trembled slightly before he glanced at the cards again.

Five million chips were taken out of the chip box and dropped on the table.

Liang Jiarong took the phone to Wu Kun again. It said that there is a square 9 and he must have a square 4 and a square 7 to win him. Would you say that Fang can shuttle?

Wu Kun glanced at him, took the phone and typed in, would you know how to stud instead?

Liang Jiarong shook his head and typed in: No, the card is not big enough, what if it's all over in one click? They are the people who have the luck of the **** of wealth.

Wu Kun nodded and scanned the surroundings. It seems that many people have heard this rumor.

Yan San still followed.

The croupier drew the fifth card, Fang Dashao had 8 of spades and Yan 3 had 7 of spades.

Young Master Fang smiled triumphantly and threw out the remaining money in a cash box. The croupier counted: "Ten million."

Liang Jiarong mobile phone: There are four?

Wu Kun: I'm afraid so.

Liang Jiarong: That should be given up.

Wu Kun hasn't answered yet. Yan San has already lost ten million chips and said coldly: "Open the cards."

The croupier revealed Fang Dashao's card, Diamond 3, and then revealed Yan San's hole card, Club 4.

"Mr. Yan goes straight, Mr. Fang has three, and Mr. Yan wins."

When the dealer shuffled the cards, Yan San looked back at Ling Qingyu, saw her blinking with a smile, her eyes softened suddenly, and she smiled back.

Yan Qiyeyi snorted at the same time.

In a new game, with a card in his hand, Fang Dashao felt a cold air entangled again, making him stare at the card for a long time before he shivered and placed the card.

Yan Qi didn't notice a breath of air from her nose. Damn, Yan San was too clever to cheat.

The murderous aura on Yan San was raised in the dead man's pile since he was a child, and even Ye Shixi couldn't match it. When his murderous aura was released, people like Fang Dashao who had never experienced it would definitely feel cold and dilated.

Then the cards in the pupils can be seen clearly with Yan San's eyesight...

Moreover, his murderous aura can be released in a targeted manner, and no one else can feel it...

In the second round, on the third lap, Yan San folds and gives up.

In the third round, on the third round, Yan three folds.

In the fourth round, on the second round, Yan three folds.

The chips on the poker table have returned to their original form.

Fang Dashao was half-dead. He was a big hand three times in a row. The opponent didn't even give him the chance of Stud, so he just folds. It seems that some strategies must be used, such as showing weakness.

In the fifth game, Fang Dashao sighed, and the chips he threw did not exceed one million, which made Dong Er Shao feel that the corners of his eyes were twitching, which was too fake!

Yan San kept following.

When it was the fourth lap, Mr. Fang dropped five million cash out, and then looked at Yan San with that kind of bluff.

Yan San followed.

Fang Dashao lost.

Yan Qi and Ye Eleven didn't see any passion at all. Who knows that the opponent's hole cards won't be passionate... But the others were very excited.

No matter what method Fang Dashao uses, the man surnamed Yan remains unmoved. Apart from turning his head back and smiling at his woman when he is resting, he always has a cold expression, occasionally using contempt. The tone urged a few words.

An hour later, Fang Dashao had already lost 20 million.

Twenty million is not a big deal to Mr. Fang, but he just feels panicked. Every time he takes a good hand, the opponent folds and abstains. He is not given a chance, and he will not look after the fold. Others don't know the hole cards, but he knows in his heart that the injustice caused by suffocation can't be reflected yet, because the other party can see the true emotions, but it is a taboo at the table.

One hour later, you can rest for ten minutes. Before Yan San got up, the door of the gambling hall was quietly pushed open. A middle-aged man walked in with a tall beauty. Seeing that it was time to rest, he took a few steps. When he arrived at the viewing area on the side, he smiled at Mr. Ji: "It's late, how about? Wonderful?"

Mr. Ji gave in and said in a low voice: "It's wonderful." The man surnamed Yan made extremely accurate judgments every time, and he was broken without procrastination at all. It is better to say that he is gambling. Every step he took had already foreseen the result.

After the middle-aged man sat down, Lin Ziyu next to him also sat down and nodded to Zhong Chufei who was sitting on the other side.

"Why did Mr. Gong come at this time?" Zhong Chufei nodded with a smile, and asked Chu Nan silently.

Chu Nan shook his head, glanced at Mr. Gong and turned back, looking at Yan San who was walking towards Ling Qingyu by Shi Shiran.

Although he didn't know why, he always felt that this man was cheating.

How about all the cards can be calculated so accurately?

"That kid Adong is here?" Mr. Ji asked in a whisper.

Mr. Gong nodded and said, "Do you want to start selling that lotus flower later?"

Mr. Ji glanced at him, and said leisurely: "Why did you like it too?" As he said, his gaze swept over Lin Ziyu, who was a few distances away from them.

Mr. Gong looked at him, smiled, and whispered: "Adong wants it, saying that it can stop the evil spirit."

Mr. Ji snorted and said: "His scorn can't stop anything. There are many people who want Lotus, so let's ask him to make an offer."

The full smile on Mr. Gong's face faded, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "Old Ji, not everyone can be like you."

Although the boundary between black and white is not clear in this world, it is not so easy for a black to completely turn white.

The ridicule on Mr. Ji's face was even heavier, and he said indifferently: "It's just to see when selfishness is the head, nothing is impossible."

Mr. Gong smiled and looked at the man praised by Mr. Ji in a blink of an eye. Then he saw the circle of men, his eyes twitched, and he whispered: "You arranged it?"

Mr. Ji glanced at the smiling people, his brows suddenly tightened, his voice was hostile, and he whispered in a low voice: "Gong, you should know what will happen to you if you mess up in my place!"

"Your place? Didn't you give most of your shares to someone surnamed Lu?" Mr. Gong nodded with a smile and an acquaintance, with a cold voice in his voice, and said in a low voice: "Even the place here is given to mainlanders , Have you ever told us?"

The corner of Mr. Ji's mouth curled up and said, "So that's it, you are here for me."

"Don't dare, we just want to clean up the surnamed Lu, Lao Ji, you don’t do this, but you can’t block the way of the brothers. If Dong loses this time, then we have to enter the five provinces of Central and South. Being blocked, then, it’s not just a few of us who have lost.” After Mr. Gong finished speaking in a low voice with a hint of sneer, he hugged Lin Ziyu and said that he would no longer talk.

Mr. Ji's face changed, and he finally put down the hand holding the phone in his pocket.

He has already retired from this business, and once he intervenes, he really cannot retreat.