Chapter 130 Mausoleum City of Fog 3
"Huh? Then let me try."
Fu Anan reached out and took away the weight he put in front of him, struggled a little, and put it on the leopard.
Action is not fast.
But the unexpected operation slowed down the reaction of everyone present.
"Hey, this doesn't count!"
Brother Qiang watched the rest of the money go up, and wanted to get it back, but was stopped by the croupier on the way—
"No matter who made the bet, there will be no regrets when it lands."
This is the rule of the casino.
Brother Qiang heard the words, and looked back at Fu An'an fiercely. He slapped the table viciously, "Who the **** told you to mess around with things? You don't want to live anymore, do you?"
Fu Anan: "Didn't you let me move?"
"So you **** put the rest of my money on Leopard?"
Brother Qiang rolled up his sleeves, showing off the flowery arms on his arms.
Seeing this, Fu Anan also reached for the small self-defense hammer he carried with him.
Just when the fight was about to start, the game started.
There was an exclamation, "Fuck! 666, what a leopard!"
Brother Qiang turned around and looked at the game in disbelief—
The money lost this afternoon, I really won it back!
Brother Qiang looked at Fu Anan with bright eyes, "Little girl has yours! What do you buy this one for?"
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After speaking, he left the bar with his schoolbag on his back.
Looking at her leaving back, the bartender had a complicated look on his face.
An ignorant and cute little white rabbit entered the den of wolves, tigers and leopards, how could it leave so easily.
Right behind her, followed by at least three men with ulterior motives.
The bartender wants to remind her.
But in the end, he still didn't speak.
After all, he ruined the "interest" of the guests, so he will never do it again.
Finally sighed lowly, blame yourself if you want to blame, what are you doing in such a place if you have nothing to do.
—
This bar is in a remote location.
You have to go through two narrow alleys to get to the main road to take a taxi.
Fu Anan didn't go far when he was surrounded by people behind him.
Three men with sharp ears and monkey cheeks blocked the entrance of the alley, looking at Fu An'an with cloudy eyes.
"Where are you going, little sister?
Brother, there is something fun here, do you want to play? "
"I don't want to, get out of here."
Fu Anan said lightly, stepping on an empty beer bottle, rolling back and forth on the ground, making an unpleasant sound.
"The little girl has a bit of a temper." The three men glanced at each other,
"Brothers like a scratchy kitty like you."