Chapter 70

"East wind!"

Wang Ke played a card and carefully looked at the clues from the faces of the northern God of gambling and the southern saint of gambling. However, there was no clue at all! They are both really playing cards, no matter win or lose!

You lost so much money to me these days, just to let me play a card with this child? Crazy!

"Get rich!"

Shengzi also played a card. Shengzi played very seriously. His happiness and anger appeared on his face. It was obviously a good hand.

"It's your turn!" The South gambler said to Wang Ke.

The king of doubt can suddenly in the heart clap Deng for a while, guessed probably.

"I understand. I understand. Although I haven't seen through this game, I understand what they want me to do now. Gambling? They don't care who I win with Shengzi, they care whether I can gamble with Shengzi. I'm in the game with Shengzi! What's the matter? A group of evil old men, I've been recruited? " Wang Ke's face changed.

However, I can't refuse the scene just now. Even if I do it again, can I beat a group of powerful demons?

What bullshit brother Wang, this is paralyzing me! Flatter me? So I can follow your script?

Therefore, even if it's no use to do it again, before Nie mien wakes up, he can only be at the mercy of these demons.

Did you win? No matter win or lose, do you fall into the pit? Well, even if I fall into the pit, I will fall with the money.

"Brother Wang, touch the cards quickly!" North gambler God also calls a way.

"Come on, come on, I've heard the cards. Come on!" The son is also excited.

Wang Ke's face sank. He went to touch a card and put it on the table

Is it burnt?

Holy Son's face is frozen there, how can it be pasted? I've heard all the cards, just one, just one!

"Burnt? Brother Wang wins, son. You lose. It's time to pay! " North gambling God immediately excited way.

"Fart, how can he win? I'm the only one, I'm the only one. What's his card? A mess of bullshit? How can he win? " The son jumped on the chair and roared.

Wang Ke

"Shengzi, what you and Wang can bet on is to win or lose. No matter what card you play, whoever swipes first will win. It's time to pay!" North gambling God immediately advised.

"Fart, I don't admit it. He can't lay up his cards! He can't! " Holy Son pointing at Wang can be angry.

Wang Ke stares at the son. Wang Ke suddenly understood what, why seek this son to gamble with oneself, because this boy gambles goods to have a problem. You can only win by yourself, not lose by yourself?

"Otherwise, forget about this card, and I'll have a rest!" Wang Ke said immediately.

forget it?

The God of northern gambling and the saint of Southern gambling have spent so much money and embezzled so much public money from the blood bank. Can you tell me? How can I?

"Brother Wang, if you win, you win!"

"Yes, if Shengzi loses, he has to pay!"

"Brother Wang, don't worry. Let's persuade the son!"

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A group of demons appeased Wang Ke.

"Son of God, if you lose to Wang Ke, you should give money!" North gambling God advised.

"I didn't lose. I've never lost. I'm not going to lose mahjong!" The son roared.

Roar, suddenly a lift mahjong table.

"Wow!"

A table of mahjong just overturned.

Wang Ke's face froze: "Holy Son, I'll give it up! This card doesn't count! "

"Son, Wang said you can't afford to lose! I don't think you'll give me money! " South gambler side fan the wind to ignite a way.

"Asshole, I can't afford to lose? It's you that have a problem with mahjong! Son of a bitch, I have plenty of money and plenty of money! " The son roared, took out a storage bracelet and smashed it at Wang Ke.

"Pa!"

Wang Ke catches this storage bracelet and looks at the son in consternation. Is it necessary to exaggerate? Didn't you lose a card? How can this violent temper explode suddenly?

"Holy Son...!" Wang Ke wants to say two more words.

However, it's too late. The God of northern gambling and the saint of Southern gambling are dragging the son away.

"Don't let me see you again, mahjong card, deceitful, asshole, I've never lost! Don't pull me, don't pull me! " The son cried out indignantly.

The son disappeared in front of the crowd.

Wang Ke grabs the bracelet and locks his brow. North God of gambling, South saint of gambling, they calculated me just to let the son lose money to me? What's the meaning of this?

"Brother Wang, don't take it to heart. They stopped us just now. It's not convenient for us to tell you. But next time you meet Shengzi, you'd better go around. He can't lose!" A demon comforted.

"Oh? Can't the son lose? " Wang Ke was curious.

"Yes, alas! I don't know the origin of the Holy Son. He was granted by the devil a hundred years ago. However, the Holy Son has always been like a child of seven or eight years old, and his cultivation is just a congenital state. It seems that he is cursed and can't do his best. What's more, his mind has always been like a child of seven or eight years old! Unable to practice, unable to grow up, short of mind, and often unable to wake up, in other people's eyes, it's a strange... Er, it's very strange! The only thing Shengzi likes is to find all kinds of players. In Shenlong island these years, the master of the altar has asked people to play some gambling with him. Shengzi may be spoiled and has a bad temper. Every time he wins the gambling, he is very happy. However, as long as he loses, he will lose his temper and play with the other party again. Only when the other party loses all, can he laugh and return with satisfaction! So, generally speaking, we are not willing to gamble with Shengzi. We are not willing to gamble with him on anything, and we don't know... " The evil devil said with a bitter smile.

Wang Ke looks strange. Is this son a little bear? Can't eat a little loss, lose a temper?

"Thank you for telling me!" Wang Ke said.

"It's nothing. Brother Wang, you should be careful. The holy son won't give up!" The devil shook his head and went on to play cards.

But Wang Ke went to one side to meditate.

North God of gamblers? no Tong An, the master of the jar, was the first to shout his identity as "brother Wang". It should be said that Tong An was the one behind the scenes. He paid such a high price to make himself angry with the son?

so what?

Wang Ke is in a great crisis.

But in the eyes of other demons, they are envious and jealous, especially Zhu Yan. Looking at the mountain of Zhenyuan blood beside Wang Ke and the equivalent storage Bracelet thrown by the son of God, all of these stimulate Zhu Yan's nerves.

"Why? Don't you want to count Wang Ke? Can this be called calculation? Did you run away with the son before he lost his temper? Is this for Wang Ke? " Zhu Yan's heart seemed to be shouting.

Why? Why? I've been greedy for yuan blood for several days, but I can't get it at all. Is there a mountain beside him?

He had no money and couldn't get on the card table. He cooked a pot of tea eggs on credit and sold them for two cents. When he got on the card table, he was ready to kill all sides, but the first card was lost. Do you want to continue to cook tea eggs?

"Especially, you are all insane!" Zhu Yan swears in the direction of North gambling God's departure.

Wang can't understand the purpose of Tong An's calculation, and Zhu Yan can't understand it. Isn't it cheating? Why do you want to go to jail with Wang Ke? Wang Ke makes a lot of money. I can only cook tea and eggs while watching you play cards? Why?

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Dragon Island, in a hall.

Tong an an sat on the chair, holding a wine glass in his hand.

"Master, although the process is not satisfactory, the result is in accordance with your expectation!" North gambler respectfully way.

Tong An drank the true yuan blood in the cup and nodded with satisfaction.

"In full view of the public, Wang has already made a grudge with the son!" North gambler respectfully way.

"Yes, the son of God is favored by the devil in the demon sect. Who dares to challenge? Ordinary devil sect disciples, even if they despise the son, they all take a detour to him. No matter how angry they are, they will follow the son, including me! I will follow the son! Wang Ke, who just joined the cult, doesn't know the situation! " Tong An sneers.

"Wang didn't want to have a grudge with the son at that time. We took him away in time!" North gambler respectfully way.

"Wang is a smart man. Unfortunately, he came to Shenlong island. Zhu Yan is the nephew of the master of Zhu's hall. It's not convenient to calculate. He can only start from Wang Ke. It happens that he has made some contributions to save the devil, and he is not welcomed by the master. His status can't be better! " Tong An was satisfied.

"How close this time! It's just that Wang Ke's money has been increased a little bit! "

"How dangerous? Hum, didn't you say that Wang Ke has expanded? See the son to gamble, will certainly enter the game? If it hadn't been for Zhu Yan's agitation, he would have fallen short this time! " Tong an an stares at a way.

"I... my subordinates are derelict in their duties! However, Wang Ke is still in the game after all! " The northern God of gambling begged for mercy.

"What if Wang doesn't get in?" Tong An said in a cold voice.

"If Wang Ke refuses to enter the game, I will kill him quietly, and then take back all the money he won and the real yuan blood! Never let the jar master's money be lost North gambler respectfully way.

"Well! I won't get back the money I lost? I mean, Wang doesn't want to be in the game, so what we do is not a joke? " Tong An said in a cold voice.

"Yes, little damn it!"

"In? To gamble with the son is to make a grudge? If Wang Ke loses money, he must bear a grudge and turn back to kill the son quietly to get his own money back? " Tong An showed a satisfied color.

"Yes, the master is right. Wang Ke will lose money and kill the son! But Wang Ke wins money, the son of God is full of resentment, privately seeks Wang Ke theory, the result is killed by Wang Ke North gambling God said with a smile.

"Yes, Wang Ke will kill Shengzi no matter he loses money or wins money. Shengzi really died miserably!" Tong An holds the cup, showing a sense of satisfaction“ The master of the jar has no omission. If the son dies tomorrow, everyone will blame Wang Ke! Everyone will think that Wang is a murderer! At that time, ask the master of the jar to take Wang Ke and kill him to avenge his son! " North gambler respectfully way“ OK, ha ha ha, ha ha, tomorrow, watch me take revenge on the son! So tonight, you know what to do? " Tong An smiles at the God of northern gambling“ Yes, everything is in the plan. The son will die in the prison tomorrow. Please do justice in time North gambler respectfully way“ Ha ha ha ha ha Tong an an laughs with satisfaction.