Chapter 69

Dragon Island! In a big hall!

Tong An's face looks at the North gambling God!

"I told you? It won't start until tomorrow! It's not dark yet. Why are you here again? " Tong An frowned.

"Master, I can't hold it!" The God of northern gambling has a sad face.

"What can't hold?" Tong an an stares at a way.

"I'm going to lose it all!" The northern God of gambling is pleading guilty with his head down.

Tong an an: "yes!"

"Don't blame us. So many demon disciples are staring at us. We can't use magic to cheat! I'm the northern God of gambling. I was called by people in the mortal world before. After practice, everyone has magic. They can only win money by using gambling tools that have been used. But now the gambling tools are not mine. They can only bet on luck! Can, can...! " The North God of gambling cried.

"The note I gave you is the real blood in the blood bank...!" Tong An An's face is ugly way.

"No limits! Enjoy the flowers The North gambler lowered his head.

"That is to say, all the true blood in the blood bank has been lost? All of them? You mean all? " Tong An covered his heart and couldn't stand it.

"Yes, we just wanted to give Wang Ke some small cards and let him win a little bit, but I don't know why. Today, Wang Ke is full of big cards. He is all right with Hu, big four and Thirteen! We can't hold our feet in the rush The North God of gambling cried.

Tong An's eyes are burning at the God of northern gambling.

"Of course, master of the jar, Wang Ke is expanding now. He is crazy! He won a lot, a lot, and now he's very excited! Master, do you want to start now? " North gambler God eagerly way.

"Is Wang Ke inflated?" Tong An's eyebrows were raised.

"Yes, but I don't know how long it will last? Wang Ke always wins now. Once he loses, he may be calm again! " North gambler God eagerly way.

Tong An paced back and forth in the hall.

"Shengzi is still resting. He won't wake up until tomorrow. Wake him up in advance. The trace is too heavy! It's just that. I've done this step. I've finally come to QingWang, who has no background and has made great contributions. I don't know when to wait next time. Let's start. Go and take Shengzi to the prison! " Tong An said in a deep voice.

"Master, are you not going?" North gambler God worries a way.

"Me? I have nothing to do with this matter. You can hear me clearly. I don't know anything. If someone divulges...! " Tong An's face was cold.

"Know, know, make sure no one doubts the master of the jar, I'll go right away!" North God said.

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Dragon island prison!

"Who else? Come on to the table, who else is there? " Cried Wang Ke.

There are 300 real blood boxes behind Wang Ke. These are hard currency in the demon sect. They are more popular than the spirit stone. Wang Ke has won so many in such a short time?

The evil demons in the surrounding area have long been red eyed, and they want to grab them.

But, the South gambler saint and so on one time scolds, who dares to stretch out a hand? Brother Wang, the master of the jar came to make amends himself. The master of the jar has spoken. Who dares to embarrass brother Wang? The master of the jar will not spare you. With the support of the master of the jar, we dare not rob openly.

Then win on the table.

But who dares? Wang Ke's gambling table is the biggest. At the moment, even the North God of gambling and the South saint of gambling are losing. At this time, Wang Ke's luck is booming. Are you as lucky as him? Didn't see a few demons on the table, lost all?

Win, win, win!

Wang Ke has been winning money. Wang Ke has seen that someone is calculating himself. However, Wang Ke doesn't know what to calculate himself. In order to win money for himself? It's not that easy.

In order to know what happened earlier, if you want me to win, then win. I'll make you lose blood and spit. I'll see when you're exposed.

The more Wang Ke wins, the more arrogant he seems, but he is more alert in his heart. What are these demons doing?

"Ha ha, what are you playing? How come no one asked me to come with you A voice came suddenly.

All the people looked at him and said, "Holy Son!"

People's attitude is very complicated, as if they are respecting, and as if they don't take it seriously.

"Son?" Wang Ke showed a look of surprise.

In front of him, he looked like a boy of seven or eight years old. He looked at the mahjong table curiously.

"Holy Son, it's called mahjong. It's for gambling!" The God of northern gambling knows.

"Gambling money? Ha ha, and the gambling equipment I haven't played before? Come on, tell me how to play The son suddenly excited.

A group of demons immediately told Shengzi about mahjong.

Shengzi was very happy when he saw it. He immediately pushed a demon off the table: "come on, get out of the way, let me play for a while!"

Shengzi wants to play mahjong? The God of northern gambling and the saint of Southern gambling immediately sat on the upper and lower seats of the son.

"Brother Wang, let's go!" The North gambler laughs.

"Yes, yes, go, go, I'll play!" The son said with a smile.

How smart Wang Ke is! In a flash, I guessed that this calculation might have something to do with this holy Son.

"Well, I've been fighting for a long time. I'm a little tired. Let's play! I'll have a rest! " Wang Ke said he wanted to get off the table.

North God of gambling

South gambler "......!"

Especially, we have played with you for so long and lost so much money to you, just for you to have a bet with Shengzi? You don't play at this critical moment?

"Get out of here if you don't play! Others, who's on? Hurry up The son of God cooperated.

The God of northern gambling and the saint of Southern gambling suddenly turned black. The script is not like this!

"No, no, son, don't worry, don't worry!" The South gambler advised.

"Brother Wang, how can you get off the table? You're very lucky now. Shouldn't you take advantage of the victory to pursue it? " North gambler God anxious way.

"No, you play, you play!" Wang Ke simply shook his head.

The northern God of gambling looks ugly for a while, but he has issued a military order from the master of the jar. If you don't play, then I'm going to sit on wax?

"No, no, brother Wang, you want to leave after winning so much money?" The God of northern gambling drags Wang Ke.

"What? Won't you go? " Wang Ke frowned.

"No, no, it's not easy for Shengzi to come here. You'd better accompany him!" North God of gamblers painstakingly advised.

Shengzi has been impatient for a long time.

"No, he's tired. Let him have a rest! Anyway, everyone can play mahjong. If you change him, don't delay! " The son also opens his mouth.

The God of gambling in the north and the saint of gambling in the south are suffering. Do you want to cooperate so well? Do we really let the money of us and the jar master drift away?

"Holy Son, you don't know that this mahjong was invented by brother Wang! It's fun to play cards with him The South gambler advised.

"Oh?" The son doesn't care.

"Brother Wang, just give our brother some face. Come on, come on, just play one card!" The God of northern gambling takes Wang Ke.

Wang Ke has seen the pit in front of him. How can he jump down?

"Don't play, don't play, I've won enough!" Wang Ketui said.

The North God of gambling and the South saint of gambling face a stiff, today this is a mess? What can we do?

"Wang Ke, are you not giving the son face? It's rare for Shengzi to play cards with you, but you still refuse to do so. It's obvious that you look down on Shengzi! " A sudden voice came from the crowd.

When they looked around, they saw that it was Zhu Yan's mouth.

These days, Wang can forget the existence of Zhu Yan, at this time, Zhu Yan out to stir up what game?

It's not that Zhu Yan deliberately disrupts the situation, but Zhu Yan also sees something unusual. Zhu Yan also sees that the God of northern gambling seems to be digging a hole for Wang Ke. Otherwise, what will they do if they lose money to Wang Ke all the time? Lose so much, still smile? If I had been myself, I would have been scolding.

Now he brought another holy Son, which obviously brought bad luck to Wang Ke immediately.

At this time, Wang will not play? Isn't that cheating?

The God of gambling in the north and the saint of gambling in the South can't make sarcastic remarks to Wang Ke because they are set up by people, but Zhu Yan can. If you don't succeed, please motivate.

What's up?

Will Wang Ke be afraid of radical generals? This degree of agitation is nothing. If I take it seriously, I lose.

Wang Kezheng is about to roll his eyes. It's not the right thing to do, but the Holy Son is caught.

"Your name is Wang Ke? He said, "you look down on me, don't you?" The son's face was ugly.

Not far away, the God of northern gambling and the saint of Southern gambling were stunned. Could Zhu Yan, in a word, arouse contradictions? Good, good!

"What did the son say? How can I look down on Shengzi? I'm really tired of playing cards just now! I want to have a rest! " Wang Ke immediately asked for help.

Not far away, Zhu Yan said again: "you obviously despise Sheng Zi. You just want to play a card to compensate him. Do you think Sheng Zi can't afford to lose money?"

Zhu Yan didn't know what the northern God of gambling was going to do, but if he cooperated with them, he would let Wang Ke have bad luck. Why not?

But in Wang Ke's eyes, Zhu Yan is harmful to others but not to himself. It's none of your business! You cut in!

"Zhu Yan, you want to play, or you go up?" Wang Ke was depressed.

"I have no money. You have money Zhu Yan immediately cried.

"I can lend it to you!" Wang Ke advised.

Zhu Yan

How did you get me in?

"Brother Wang, just a card. The son is still watching. The son has plenty of money. It doesn't matter if he gambles a little more! The son can afford to lose On one side, the God of northern gambling immediately stopped in front of Zhu Yan.

Are you tired of serving? Pooh! What do I want you to do at the table? What we want is Wang Ke on the table!

"Son, Wang is worried that you can't afford to lose, so..." The South gambler also said to the son.

The son was really furious, and his eyes glared: "who says I can't afford to lose? Come on, your name is Wang Ke. You have to come! I've been in Shenlong island for so many years, and no one dares to say that I can't afford to lose! You want to bet big? Then you'll win or lose! " Wang Ke "......!"“ Brother Wang, the Holy Son is angry. Look...! " North gambling God said with a smile“ Brother Wang, if you don't promise again, you will have trouble with the son! " South gambler Saint also said with a smile. Wang Ke frowns at these two people. They seem to be deliberately provoking themselves and Shengzi? The key is that I don't know the son. What do you want us to do? What's the meaning of this pit? Don't gamble, offend the son. It seems that you are successful! Gambling is also a pit. In front of me, a group of demons are staring at me. Wang Ke wants to hide, but he has become the target of public criticism. What do these evil spirits want to do“ Come on, then Wang Ke sat down immediately“ Ha ha ha, good North gambling God, South gambling Saint immediately said with a smile. Shengzi also sat down, and the four rubbed mahjong. But Wang is alert. What are these demons up to? Some of them don't understand! Other demons also felt that the atmosphere was not right, but no one said anything more, because the northern God of gambling and the southern saint of gambling were all the cronies of the jar master. They seemed to be doing something, and they were rashly talkative, but they didn't have nothing to look for? With the help of the northern God of gambling and the southern saint of gambling, this card has become a card to win or lose. The 300 boxes of real yuan blood behind Wang Ke is a bet, which is a huge fortune! And Shengzi also gambles with the equivalent spirit stone. The North God of gambling and the South saint of gambling are just playing with each other, not in charge of making cards. They only let the king gamble with the son“ Eighty thousand“ Four“ Get rich! " The four are playing mahjong strangely. Wang Ke's eyes scan the northern God of gambling and the southern saint of gambling, trying to figure out their purpose. Wang Ke touches and plays. But the God of gambling in the north and the saint of gambling in the South didn't react at all. They played hard. so what? What are you doing? Do you want me to win or lose? What's more, some of them don't understand? I hate this kind of calculation that doesn't need results. Can you have a long snack and calculate others? You should also have a direction to look forward to. Will I fall into the pit if I win or lose? You don't care?