"Yes." She shook her eyes at the piles of red hundred dollar bills on the table, "but there's no money."
"How simple it is. You win and lose..." the man's eyes drifted freely on her, "you have other things."
"Good!" She put down the tray in her hand and boldly went to Han Xiao and sat down, "what are you playing with?"
There is no stool in the position where she just stood. The other two people don't want to touch. Han Xiao is her target, and he doesn't seem to be a person who can do it casually. He is safer around him than the two young men.
"Fighting the landlord?" The man on the right smiled and offered.
"Yes." Answer with a smile.
The smoke around her was choking. She couldn't help turning her head and breathing.
When she looked back, the cigar in Han Xiao's hand had been put on the transparent ashtray, and he lived and died by himself.
When the Nie family had not fallen before, her mother often had friends at home to play, and occasionally sent someone to let her go. Unexpectedly, she found that she was not generally good luck in playing cards and had never lost, so she was not allowed to play in the back.
She won the first game.
The two men looked at her and took the money from her side. The waiter opposite came forward and took the cards to the shuffler. While waiting for the shuffle, the waiter gave them another set of cards.
In the second game, she won again.
"Little, you're good at it!" The man on the right looked at her, and his right hand tightly hugged the charming woman on her side.
"OK." She smiled modestly.
In the subsequent innings, whether she was a landlord or a farmer, she won.
She hasn't touched it for a long time. Even she was a little surprised.
The Han Xiao on his side finally spoke again, but there were only two simple words, "have you learned?"
"No, just good luck." She looked at the cards in her hand and seemed to be good.
She boldly sent the card in her hand to Han Xiao, "do you want to try?"
The two men looked at them as if they were waiting for her death, but what surprised them happened. He really reached out and took the card in her hand.
"Boss, it's our turn to win!"
"Yes! She has won so many!"
"That's not necessarily." Han Xiao moved the card in his hand to her face and opened his mouth full of smoke. "How do you say it?"
What's the difference between this and coming by herself?
She shook her eyes at the pair of three at the end of the card and the adjacent pair of two, stretched out her white fingers and pointed, "this."
When Han Xiao pulled out one-on-three, the two laughed and circled down. Han Xiao directly played one-on-two, and it was his turn to play cards again.
His cards are very good. He can win as long as he doesn't mess out. Under her command, Han Xiao won this sentence.
The two people shouted that they couldn't let her command. They had the ability to fight by themselves. Han Xiao coldly threw them a look. They shut up and took the money honestly.
During the licensing gap, Han Xiao picked up the juice in front of him and drank it several times. She immediately pulled a paper towel and handed it to him.
He took it, wiped his mouth and said something that surprised the whole audience, "you look like a person."
Her heart pounded. She had never seen Han Xiao before, and the makeup on her face was very thick. It should not be. She had no idea who the person in his mouth was. "Cosmetic face, maybe a doctor, look who looks like who."
"Temperament is also very similar." Han Xiao's next words surprised her even more.
Temperament is not something that can be corrected by cosmetic surgery.
She looked at him carefully. He was about 50 years old. Under the blue light, the skin on his face seemed pretty good, but the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and the deep lifting lines on his forehead exposed the fact that he was no longer young.
She has been more like her mother since childhood, Bei Jingyue.
Do they know each other?
"I'm pretending." She squeezed out a smile, picked up the card on the table and handed it to him, her fingers trembling slightly.
If he really knew his mother, it seemed that he didn't know where she was and whether he would really participate in the things of that year.
"Ah..." Han Xiao suddenly cursed, and his body fell to the ground from the sofa. The cards in his hand were scattered on the ground, and his right hand covered his chest.
"Medicine, medicine..." his body twitched, the box was in a mess, and the other women screamed out.
"Medicine!" She turned her eyes and looked at the remaining two men. "Don't you have it?"
She didn't care much. She squatted down and groped on him. Generally speaking, heart patients would take medicine with them.
Just as her hand touched his clothes, her hair suddenly grabbed someone from behind and pulled her to the ground behind.
The accident happened very quickly, but she was trying to understand the current situation. Even if he really had medicine, it was not necessarily true, and she wouldn't eat it into his mouth.
Do you want to be so unlucky to encounter such a fierce fight and power seizing? Is a glass of juice really good?
She covered her head with pain and looked at the glass of juice on the table. There was a problem!
"Everyone else knows how to run. If you're such a fool and still keep it, why don't you need someone to support you? He's old and ugly. Why don't you follow my brother?" The thin man bowed his head and approached her, showing the obscenity on his face.
She smiled, her right foot jerked in, turned her body, quickly got up from the floor and ran to the door.
The man felt pain, but soon got up from the ground and ran towards her, while the other man was faster and grabbed her, "what are you running for?"
The smile on her face became stronger. In fact, she was very nervous. It was not easy for her to have a clue, which was broken forever in front of her.
"I just want to protect myself. What you do has nothing to do with me." She glanced at the motionless Han Xiao on the ground, and her eyes widened in an instant, "he's awake!"
The two men immediately went to see Han Xiao. She turned and opened the door of the box and went out. The bodyguard at the door was missing. No wonder there was no response when someone went out just now.
Instead of going to the stairs, she directly opened the box next door and calmly cleared the table in the waiter's clothes, which aroused no doubt.
There was surveillance in the corridor. She had a hunch that she was likely to be locked into a prisoner. Whether it was a big cup or a small cup, there were her fingerprints on it. If those two people wanted to explain to their brothers, she would be a ready-made scapegoat.
Hearing the sound of the door slamming next door, she took a few pieces of paper from the table, boldly returned to the box, quickly wiped off the fingerprints on the cup, and then went out of the room again.
She got down from the elevator, changed her clothes, entered the hall and walked out of the door.
But as soon as she went out, she saw the two men, one looking around and the other on the phone.
She calmly walked to a black car and leaned down and knocked on the window, "handsome boy, can you stop by?"
When the car window was rolled down, she saw a handsome face with sharp edges and corners, which was somewhat familiar. It seemed that she had seen it somewhere.