The Strongest Medical Immortal in the City

Chapter 92

Fang Chuan looked back and saw that Wu Jinsong had changed his clothes. He smiled faintly, and said, "Many people just look down on me. Why, are you going to give them a head start?"

"It was beyond my expectation that you could come up with a hundred thousand yuan." Wu Jinsong walked to Fang Chuan, "However, your little money is nothing in our eyes, so don't be too arrogant."

"I haven't been arrogant from start to finish, but you have provoke me again and again." Fang Chuan shook his head.

"You apologize to Chen Hui, and then use the 100,000 yuan as an apology for her." Wu Jinsong waved his hand as if giving an order.

"Apologize?" Fang Chuan sneered, "Why should I apologize to her?"

"Your name is Fang Chuan?" The woman with Wu Jinsong has a graceful figure, delicate features, and fair skin, just like a lotus flower.

In her eyes, naturally, there seemed to be a stream of waves, which made people fascinated.

However, she pointed to Chen Hui with a trace of sullenness at the moment, and said: "You are really rude and educated to use money to hit a girl like this."

"Education?" Fang Chuan looked at the girl, "Before you say me, please figure out the whole story. Moreover, I don't need you to judge."

"You--" The girl felt wronged suddenly, "You are so rude!"

Fang Chuan shrugged: "With my good friend, I have never felt this way before."

"Fang Chuan, shut up." Wu Jinsong snorted coldly, and then said to the girl: "Zhi Xin, don't be angry, look at me."

He looked at Fang Chuan again: "Well, I just watched you play cards, you seem to be very good. I bet you a game, if you win, forget it. If you lose, you will fight with Zhixin and Chen Hui How about apologizing?"

"Betting with you?" Fang Chuan glanced at Wu Jinsong, "What are you betting on?"

"Stud, Jinhua, whatever you want." Wu Jinsong smiled faintly, with a confident expression on his face.

"Okay, I'll bet with you." Fang Chuan nodded. For him, gambling on cards is a breeze, because he is also savvy, which is tantamount to hanging up.

"Haha, then you just wait to apologize to these two." Wu Jinsong laughed, "I once learned gambling with Australian gambling king Mr. Li Yongneng for two months, and Mr. Li Yongneng’s apprentice, Mr. Gao Baisheng arrived. Chishui County taught me for one year."

He looked at Fang Chuan with a sneer: "So, you are determined to lose."

"Wu Jinsong is really amazing, everything will look good!"

"He has even learned gambling. I thought he only knows football and basketball!"

"He is really good, rich in family, versatile, good at everything, good grades, really a perfect person."

Not all the people present looked at Wu Jinsong with admiration, and some girls even had a golden star in their eyes.

However, the girl named Zhixin had a calm face, only with a slight displeasure when she occasionally looked at Fang Chuan.

"Well, Fang Chuan, do you dare to gamble with me?" Wu Jinsong heard everyone's comments on him, a trace of pride flashed in his eyes, and looked at Fang Chuan provocatively, "Of course, we also want to have a bet. Put, a round of ten thousand, at least with ten thousand at a time, do you come to gamble?"

"This is a big bet! Is 100,000 yuan enough to lose?"

"Wu Jinsong is trying to win Fang Chuan's money from Chen Hui, just to make Fang Chuan lose face and lose money."

"Fang Chuan is miserable this time."

Everyone looked at Fang Chuan's eyes as if they were looking at a poor creature. They didn't think Fang Chuan would win Wu Jinsong.

"Bet, why not bet?" Fang Chuan smiled lightly, "If I win your money, then I will pay for today's meal."

"You are really confident." Wu Jinsong sneered again and again, looking at Fang Chuan, "Gamblers or Studs?"

"Stud is a foreigner's gadget, just gamble on gold." Fang Chuan smiled, then walked to the stud table and sat down.

"If you want cash for gambling, go and pick it up." Wu Jinsong walked over with a sneer on his face.

"No." Fang Chuan waved his hand, but threw out more than 30,000 yuan in cash. It turned out that he had just taken the winning money from the mahjong table drawer.

He smiled and said, "Just use this little money to win you."

"Arrogant!" Wu Jinsong grinned, "I will let you pick up the money obediently, who will be the croupier?"

"I'm coming." Rui Zhixin walked over, glanced at Fang Chuan annoyedly, and said: "I'll be the croupier for you, Wu Jinsong, I must beat him."

"Zhixin, I will definitely." Wu Jinsong looked at Rui Zhixin eagerly.

"Let's get started." Fang Chuan waved lightly.

Soon, Rui Zhixin shuffled the cards and handed out three cards to Fang Chuan.

Wu Jinsong didn't look at the cards, but threw 10,000 in the bottom, and smiled: "I don't look at the cards. You only have more than 20,000 now. Either just start and I will throw the cards and lose 10,000."

He looked at Fang Chuan's face with a sneer: "I said, you will definitely pick up the money."

"I'm sorry." Fang Chuan smiled and threw 10,000 in, "I will play your card."

"You will only make you lose faster." Wu Jinsong sneered and turned over his card, which was a K-pair.

He laughed and said, "Sorry, I have always been lucky."

"Really?" Fang Chuan also smiled, and turned over the cards directly, but it was a 345 straight. "It seems that my luck is better than you."

"You!" Wu Jinsong's expression suddenly changed, and he slapped the table and said: "If you win, please trouble Zhixin to shuffle the cards."

Fang Chuan smiled, took the money from the table, and threw a 10,000 yuan under it.

Soon they played eight rounds, of which Fang Chuan won three rounds and Wu Jinsong won five rounds.

However, Fang Chuan is the real winner.

Because Fang Chuan has spiritual knowledge, he can know the cards of both sides from the beginning, so as long as the opponent's card is big, he will directly admit defeat.

And when his cards are big, he will go to death.

Therefore, after eight rounds, he won Wu Jinsong by more than 100,000.

Wu Jinsong blushed at the loss and no longer had the arrogance he had before. The psychological tactics he learned from the gambling king, the methods of observing people's behavior, were of no use to Fang Chuan.

Others also began to wonder if he was lying, which made him very upset, and the veins on his forehead were screaming.

"It's the ninth game, Wu Jinsong, I won you more than one hundred thousand. If you want to come back, it depends on your luck." Fang Chuan smiled faintly, admiring Wu Jinsong's angry face.

"Don't worry, I will beat you." Wu Jinsong gritted his teeth and looked at Fang Chuan fiercely, like a beast that would choose people to eat.

Fang Chuan smiled and said, "Well, let me see what you have."

And then, Rui Zhixin dealt the cards to the two of them.

"Thirty thousand!" Wu Jinsong was crazy, throwing thirty thousand in without looking at the cards.

Fang Chuan smiled and said: "Pass! As long as I check two consecutive hands, you will lose this round, Wu Jinsong, are you stupid?"