As I said, I'm a person who never speaks big, and when I say that the ace of hearts is with me, then it must be with me. ”

Fernan smiled, picked up his hole cards, and showed them the ace of hearts.

"You're out of the woods!"

Rocha was furious.

"Mr. Rocha, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense!"

Fei Nan looked at him with a grin: "You said that I am a good man, do you have any evidence?"

Rocha angrily asked, "My hole card is obviously the ace of hearts! How can it become an 8 of spades?

"Dude. ”

Fei Nan spread his hands: "I haven't even touched my own cards, how can I change your cards?"

Rocha's breath was suffocating, and his face flushed.

yes! How did he change it?

Rocha looked down at the 8 of spades in front of him, and then at the ace of hearts in Fernan's hand, only to feel that his mind was full of paste.

Could it be witchcraft from the East?

There's no reason why? Rocha is a professional player himself, and he knows very well that the nature of some mysterious phenomena is often a trick.

Some of his skills and tricks are similar to magical witchcraft in the eyes of ordinary people.

But this move was indeed beyond his imagination, and he could only guess in the direction of the occult.

His face was red and white for a while, and after a while, he suddenly slammed the card on the table.

"You're amazing! Let's go!"

He let out a low snort, turned and walked away.

"Stop. ”

Fei Nan didn't get up, raised his eyes to stare at him, and his voice was a little colder: "Did I let you go?"

As soon as his footsteps stopped, Rocha turned around and stared at Finan: "What do you mean?"

"Willing to gamble and lose. ”

Fernan threw the cards back on the table and looked at him indifferently: "You made a bet yourself, you won't forget it so quickly, right?"

Staring at Fernan, Rocha suddenly burst out laughing.

He leaned back and laughed, tears in his eyes.

"You?"

He pointed at Feinan: "You want my life?

No one in the room spoke except him, for they all noticed that Feinan's expression was too serious, as if he wasn't joking.

As soon as the laughter stopped, Luo Cha suddenly strode in front of Feinan, pressed his hands on the card table, leaned forward, looked down at Feinan, gritted his teeth and roared: "Zhina, you can figure it out, this is the concession! You want to kill me here? Go die! I come from the empire where the sun never sets! No one can move me in the concession! No one ......"

Boom!

Suddenly Fernan threw a punch and slammed it into his abdomen.

As if hit by a train, Rocha instantly hunched his waist and shrank back like a shrimp.

His eyes widened, his face instantly flushed, and the sharp pain in his abdomen caused muscle spasms, compressing the nerves in his stomach, causing his stomach to begin to contract violently.

The morning breakfast, mixed with stomach acid, began to ruminate down the esophagus and down the throat.

But soon, a large hand grabbed him by the throat like a chicken, and lifted him up.

Fernan pinched his neck with one hand and lifted him directly into the air.

The weight of Rocha's whole body instantly hung over his fragile neck bone, and he felt as if his neck had been stretched a lot.

His diaphragm and stomach kept twitching, and there were streams of fishy breath, and the churning in his stomach was blocked in his throat, and it was difficult to enter.

The bulging esophagus was stinging with stomach acid, and it pressed against his respiratory tract, making him hold his breath.

All kinds of pain converged in an instant, directly crushing his arrogance and exposing the details of his outstanding inwardness.

He hugged Feinan's arm tightly with both hands so that his neck would not be broken.

He wanted to open his mouth and beg for mercy, but he was pinched by the neck and could not say anything.

Fernan carried him with ease, like a pheasant.

"What do you do?"

Du Baichuan shouted in shock, and the guards outside the door slammed open the door and rushed in.

Fernan's hand grabbed it on the table, picked up a stack of cards, and rubbed it lightly into a card fan.

Without looking, he jerked back.

Whew!

The playing cards burst into a screech and flew backwards.

As soon as the guards who rushed into the room pulled their guns out of their arms, they crashed into a rain of poker.

With more than 50 points of muscle strength, the power of playing cards is no less powerful than bullets.

Coupled with the auxiliary change of telekinesis, the guards didn't have time to react at all, and they were hit one after another.

"Ahh

One of the guards screamed and clutched his right hand, and a playing card pierced through his palm like a sharp blade, and a bloody tip emerged from the back of his hand.

Several of the other guards also had playing cards nailed to their hands, faces, and bodies, and screamed in horror.

Shocked by his hurtful hand of flying cards, Du Baichuan opened his mouth and was speechless.

Looking at Luo Cha's painful appearance, Fei Nan looked calm and said indifferently: "First of all, I want to remind you that this is a concession, but this is first of all the land of China, you are passers-by who have come to borrow it, and sooner or later you will leave." ”

"Secondly, don't take yourself too seriously, even if you are the king of England and dare to get so close to me, you will be pinched and broken by me. ”

Looking at Pete on the other side, Fernan smiled and said: "The guns and cannons of the Empire of the Sun Never Sets are indeed more powerful than the current China, but what does this have to do with you? You are just a little trash who will not admit when you lose a card, I can pinch you to death like an ant, what are you arrogant?"

Pete's face turned pale with fright, and he understood that Feinan's words were also meant for him.

He was slightly stronger than Rocha, but to the monster Fernan, he was just a stronger ant.

"Right...... No...... ......"

Rocha struggled to spit out a few words.

Long Si spoke on the side and persuaded: "Anan, just play cards, don't make it too ugly." ”

Fei Nan knew that he was worried that Rocha would be in trouble if he died here.

He still has to give Long Si's face, but it doesn't mean that he will let Luo Cha go.

Raising his other hand, Fernan smiled and snapped his fingers next to Rocha's ear.

Syllable!

Rocha's body stiffened for a moment, and then he involuntarily looked into Feinan's eyes.

Slowly closed his eyes, and soon, Fernande opened them again.

This time is very short, and to others, it seems like just a blink.

But Fernan has entered Rocha's subconscious world and planted psychological hints in it.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no smile on Feinan's face, replaced by a deep disgust.

Rocha's subconscious world is the dirtiest and most disgusting Faynan has ever seen, and in it Fernan sees the image of the "prey" he collects in the subconscious world.

It was an Asian toddler who was bought by Rocha at a low price and ravaged wantonly.

Staring at Rocha, Fernan's eyes were cold.

He won't let this scumbag die too comfortably.

Fernan planted a domineering psychological suggestion in his subconscious world that he had never felt before, and this was the price he should pay.

Letting go of his hand, Rocha fell to the ground limp and sat on the ground in a trance.

Glancing at Fei Nan in fear, Du Baichuan and the others cautiously stepped forward, dragged Luo Cha up, and walked quickly to the door, not wanting to stay for a second.

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