Chapter 411

For the arrangement tonight, Fang Liang felt that he was going to be a Ninja Turtle today.

"It's interesting."

From the beginning to the end, Meng Lei, who has never spoken, looks at Lin ruofeng with a faint smile and interest.

After all, in his cognition, Haitian Sishao should be the most powerful person among the younger generation in Haitian city. Now, it's not the same thing at all.

Fang Liang and Li Ming have been hit and can only eat shriveled, while Xia Fei and Zhou Feng have nothing to do with each other and hang up, which makes Meng Lei have a strong interest in Lin ruofeng's identity.

A man who can make the four little people eat shriveled, what is sacred?

"Hello, I'm Meng Lei. Do you know my brother's name?"

Menglei stretched out his hand and said faintly.

"Hello, I'm Lin ruofeng."

Although Lin ruofeng didn't know who he was, he was very polite and couldn't lose his manners.

In fact, he is such a person, you respect me, I respect you.

Seeing Lin ruofeng's appearance, Meng Lei was slightly surprised. After all, even when Hai Tian Si Shao heard his name, he was shocked and looked trembling.

But in front of Lin ruofeng, but the performance is very flat, as if he did not put in the eyes of the appearance.

Menglei's interest in Lin ruofeng is becoming more and more intense.

"I hear you're very good at frying Jinhua?"

Meng Lei looks at Lin ruofeng, his eyes twinkle with excitement. In their small circle, he is known as the little prince of Jinhua, and he seldom loses. This time, because of his business relationship with the Fang family, he came to Haitian city and learned from Fang Liang that there was a man who was very good at playing with Jinhua in Haitian city, so he asked Fang Liang to invite him to play.

Therefore, Lin ruofeng will receive Fang Liang's invitation.

Menglei just wants to play with fried gold, but Fang Liang has his own plan.

He knows that Menglei, although he plays very well, belongs to the kind of person who can't afford to win and lose. If he loses, he will fight all the time until the game is turned over, which is one of the main reasons why he seldom loses.

Now let Lin ruofeng and Meng Lei play fried gold flower. If Lin ruofeng wins, they are bound to have conflicts. With Lin ruofeng's character, they are bound to annoy Meng Lei. At that time, it will be fun.

"I'm good at frying gold flowers? Who said that? "

Lin ruofeng's face is muddled. He seldom plays with fried flowers. How can he talk about it?

"He said it."

Meng Lei pointed to Fang Liang and said.

"Oh, he said it."

Lin ruofeng suddenly realized, shook his head, and said with a smile, "it's not that I fried the gold flower so much, but that he himself is too stupid to play with him. It's as easy as turning money from the dead."

Nima -

hearing the words, Fang Liang wanted to slap Lin ruofeng's hateful smile. Do you have anything to do with me when you play with your fried gold flowers?

"In any case, you should be good at frying golden flowers. Let's play together?"

Meng Lei rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "those people who play with me are afraid of being won by me. They don't dare to play with me at all. It's lonely."

Afraid to win?

Fang Liang, Li Ming and others are holding a smile. Are you afraid of winning? Once you lose, it has been pestering do not stop, over time, who dare to play with you?

Although the hearts of several people disdain, but the face is showing a flattering look, have said: "that is, Meng Shao, but the famous little prince of Jinhua!"

Golden prince?

Lin ruofeng curled his lips. Now people are really pretending to be a little prince. They are so arrogant.

Do you want to slap yourself?

Forget it. Let's face it.

After all, it's not a good bird to mix with Haitian Sishao.

"OK, leisure is leisure, so just play around."

If Lin ruofeng goes back, he is talking with Bai Xiaosheng and Xu Xiaoshan. He might as well stay here and win some pocket money.

"How to play? What's the size of the game? "

Lin ruofeng asked.

"We were playing just now, and it's not very big either. One hundred thousand at the bottom and five million at the top."

Fang Liang raised a smile and said, "of course, if you can't afford to play, then we can play smaller. After all, you are just the boss of a small company."

"Play? Why not play? "

Lin ruofeng stares at Fang Liang with a smile and says, "maybe playing alone, I will lose to this big brother, but with you, the money boy, I won't lose even with my eyes closed?"

"You -"

Fang Liang's face turned red, and Lin ruofeng despised him again and again, which made him angry."Well, don't bicker."

Meng Lei rubbed his hands and said excitedly, "the rules of fried gold flowers are almost the same, but I want to add one thing, that is, we are not allowed to buy cards. Is that ok?"

Menglei said this mainly with Lin ruofeng, because that's how they played before.

"No problem."

Lin ruofeng shrugged his shoulders. He has perspective eyes. Whatever rules you play, Laozi is inborn.

So, a few people hastily after dinner, began to play fried Jinhua.

Because want to let Lin ruofeng and Menglei on the bar, so Fang Liang and others did not let Menglei mean.

What's more, when Menglei went out today, he must have forgotten to worship the God of wealth. His cards stink to death and he keeps losing. His face is as black as the bottom of a pot.

On the other hand, Lin ruofeng's luck tonight was so smooth that he didn't need to open his perspective eyes and won all the time.

As a result, two hours later, Lin ruofeng won nearly 30 million, while Meng Lei lost nearly 50 million.

Playing for so many years, Meng Lei swore that he had never lost so badly.

No matter how much money he loses, it's just a number to him, but he can't bear to lose so miserably.

After all, he was known as the little prince of golden flower, but now he lost in a mess. It can be said that he was beaten in the face today, and it was the kind of "Pa Pa Pa".

"Go to the bathroom."

Menglei lost his doubt about life. He felt that he needed to change his hand when he was young.

As a result, when he came back from urinating, his luck was so bad that he wanted to die.

Soon, another 50 million went out.

A hundred million, lost a hundred million in one night.

Although he has a lot of money, a hundred million is not a small amount for him. What's more important is that losing money is small and losing face is big.

"Ah! It's midnight, and I think it's over. "

Lin ruofeng stretched his waist. At the end of the game, he was almost numb to win. Especially, he was so lucky that he couldn't get rid of his armor and defeat Meng Lei.

Now, nearly four hours, he has won 70 million. At this time, Lin ruofeng's eyes toward Meng Lei are much more cordial. What's the little golden prince? He's just a money boy.