inspire-indiana Chapter 227 One game determines the outcome
Chapter 227 One game determines the outcome
"Okay, okay, I'm leaving."
The shriveled man touched his nose and walked away.
cut.
She's just a bitch, is there any need to be so stingy with her?
His wife was forced to stay down there by her.
There are so many women, any one you pick up on the street would be willing to be with him.
Do you really think that your stinky woman is wanted by everyone?
The shriveled man rolled his eyes, then leaned close to the ear of a man who was not so shriveled, pointed at "Sun Dajun" and whispered something.
Qi Zhou walked around the entire venue with the drugs on him.
The shriveled old man last time saw him coming and greeted him.
"Brother Sun, we have to play today. I haven't seen you for a long time."
Qi Zhou was about to respond when a bald man interrupted him.
"Hey, you're the cripple whose wife won't let anyone touch her, right?"
"Who are you calling a cripple?"
Qi Zhou pretended to rush up and hit him, but as she expected, she was held back by the people around her.
After all, Sun Dajun himself has a bad temper and hates people talking about his legs the most.
"Oh, you have a bad temper. Do you dare to bet with me? If I win, how about I lend your wife to you for a few days?"
Qi Zhou thought about it from Sun Dajun's perspective, and finally decided that he would never agree to such a request.
After all, he wouldn't let anyone else touch the old woman.
"Sun Dajun" regained his senses and said, "Everyone knows that I can't use my wife as a bet. If you want to play, play something else."
The bald man gave the shriveled old man a look.
The latter immediately understood.
The wizened old man leaned close to "Sun Dajun's" ear and said, "Brother Sun, this is our new big boss, Mr. Pan. He has a very good relationship with that guy. We must not offend him easily, or we may lose our lives."
"Sun Dajun" looked unconvinced and his expression was conflicted.
It seems to be swaying from side to side.
Is the wife more important, or is the current situation more important?
Finally, the troubled "Sun Dajun" said, "I have the final say on what to play!"
Mr. Pan sneered and said, "Okay, go ahead."
How beautiful is this old man’s wife?
I really value it.
But the more he valued it, the more interested he became.
"Sun Dajun" said: "What if I win?"
Mr. Pan looked as if he had heard some joke.
"Haha, you win, tell me what you want to do, as long as I can do it."
Qi Zhou's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, "If I win, all the money in front of you will belong to me."
Mr. Pan glanced at the money he had brought with him and was planning to play with.
I thought this old man has a big appetite.
In front of him was a box filled with nearly 100 million yuan in banknotes.
"Row."
The shriveled man looked at "Sun Dajun" proudly.
When Mr. Pan defeats that old woman later, he will also have a share.
Hahaha.
Qi Zhou had already walked around here and didn't see any of the games she had played in her previous life.
So he suggested.
"Let's play Landlord."
"What, what? Brother Sun, are you sure?" the shriveled old man was surprised.
"No, let's play Landlord!"
Mr. Pan smiled.
Is he trying to catch the enemy by surprise?
Row.
Then he will have some fun with him.
The people on the top of the mountain were worried to death when they saw that Qi Zhou was not coming out.
Feiying: "Boss, is Qizhou really okay in there?"
Crazy Lion: "Yes, although she is very capable, she is facing so many wolves, jackals, tigers and leopards alone!"
Benlang: "I'm a little worried, why don't we go in and help now?"
The three men just raised their buttocks and then fell down.
"Stop right there! I want to see who dares to act rashly!" Xing Enyi said loudly.
After saying that, he glanced at Ji Xuhe and found that he had a blank expression before continuing.
"You little bastards are really becoming more and more unruly. The captain is still here, and you dare to fly around, right?"
The three of them glanced at Ji Xuhe cautiously.
He looked serious and I didn't know what he was thinking.
Xing Enyi continued:
"Who among us doesn't worry about Qi Zhou? She is my sister. Don't I worry about her more than you do?"
"All you have to do now is to keep a close eye on that room. If you make a sound when you hear any unusual movement, shut up now!"
Several people said listlessly: "Yes!"
"Cheer up, everyone!"
"Yes!" the voice was as loud as a bell.
After walking around the venue several times and looking for a long time, Qi Zhou found that he only recognized the patterns on the playing cards.
But Qi Zhou doesn't know how to play the game.
She only knows how to play Landlord with playing cards.
One round determines the outcome.
Qi Zhou is the landlord.
At this time, she still has four cards left in her hand.
She held both the big and small kings in her hands, and also had a pair of sevens.
Mr. Pan still has six cards in his hand.
The biggest number bomb and a small pair.
The shriveled man who was accompanying him had a bunch of useless cards left in his hand.
And their order is Qi Zhou, the shriveled man and Mr. Pan.
Qi Zhou just played a pair of aces, and now it was the shriveled man's turn to play.
The withered man held a bad hand and shook his head: "No."
It's Mr. Pan's turn to play.
He saw that Qi Zhou still had four cards in his hand, which was very likely a bomb.
But that bomb couldn't be bigger than the one in his hand, so he decisively dropped the bomb in his hand.
A look of determination to win appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Blast you!"
The shriveled man flattered, "We're going to win, hahaha!"
After he said this, Mr. Pan became more confident.
Qi Zhou frowned in confusion.
Can't they count cards?
Don’t you know that there are still two kings who haven’t come out yet?
How dare you play such a big game with her at this level?
Seeing her frown, Mr. Pan kindly advised her, "You don't have to be discouraged. There are so many women down there. Any one you pick will be better than the one up there. I'll make the decision and let you pick two."
Qi Zhou ignored him and slowly threw out two royal cards.
“Ah, this, this, this!!” the shriveled man’s eyes almost popped out.
Shouldn't these two cards be in Mr. Pan's hands?
How did it fall out of "Sun Dajun"'s hands?
So what are the two cards in Mr. Pan’s hand?
The shriveled man looked at Mr. Pan cautiously and found that he also had his eyes wide open.
"Where did you come from?!"
Qi Zhou: “???”
what do you mean.
"Where did it come from?"
This!
Mr. Pan was confused. He forgot that there were two kings in Landlord.
Normally they would choose the two kings when playing cards.
Oops!
Isn't it that this old man is going to win?
"Do you two want it?" Qi Zhou knew it was useless to ask, after all, they were the two biggest cards.
They want it but can't afford it.
Neither of them made a sound.
The shriveled man was stunned by fear.
After all, it was he who asked Mr. Pan to find "Sun Dajun".
Now that he has lost, he has become a complete punching bag.
The shriveled man stopped talking and acted like a quail cautiously.
"A pair of seven!" Qi Zhou threw the last two cards in his hand.
The wizened old man announced the result: "Brother Sun, you win."
"Is this money mine?"
Qi Zhou pointed at the red bills in front of Mr. Pan and said.
The smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be suppressed.