Volume 1 Night City Chapter 58 On the eve of the battle

"Oh!~~"

The audience exclaimed, and Wu Xiling's face was like ashes.

He trembled and flipped his hand, but the Ace of Spades became the 8 of spades.

"Alright!" Amid the cacophony, the Blue Mountaineer stood up.

"I've run out of money, it's time to go to the next room. ”

"This person is so arrogant!" Someone was indignant, as a foreigner, he slapped a local in the face, and not everyone could laugh at it.

"But Old Man Wu has already been defeated. Looking at the way he looks, it's basically impossible to win. ”

Everyone looked at Wu Xiling, decadently as if they were about to go to the execution ground, and they all shook their heads secretly.

It seems that Old Man Wu's hands can't be saved.

Wu Xiling stood up slowly with his chair in his hand, as if he was thirty years old out of thin air.

He never imagined that this ordinary young man would be so powerful that he could inadvertently exchange his cards. It's like ...... That one!

He was shocked and wanted to find Li Feihong, but Li Feihong was probably not in the camp, but he greeted him. Now this god gamble is in full view of everyone, and it can't be delayed!

Ay!

Maybe it's the sin I created in the first half of my life!

The gambler loses his hands, just like the drunkard has lost his alcohol and the smoker has lost his cigarette, which is an extremely difficult thing to accept. He was extremely remorseful in his heart, if he had formed some good karma before, maybe he wouldn't have gotten this step?

People will always commit a little hysteria before despair, adding some bright colors to their dirty past, even if it is useless, but it can also soothe their desperate hearts.

The crowd didn't know what to say.

At this moment, a powerful big hand pressed Wu Xiling's shoulder.

Wu Xiling was stunned for a moment, looked back, and instantly became teary-eyed.

Li Feihong smiled and nodded to him, and said to the Blue Mountain guest on the other side of the gambling table: "I took this game!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone began to talk about it again.

Some people who don't know what is going on said, "Who is this person, so arrogant?"

Some people who knew him said: "Hey, don't underestimate people! Speaking of which, this is still the new gambling king?"

"Oh, are young people so good now?......

Lan Shanke arched his hand: "I don't know what kind of road this brother is? Although my Blue Mountain Ke is young, he is not afraid of all kinds of good players!"

Li Feihong responded: "Although I am not a good player, I am also lucky to get the title of a gambling king in this camp. This kind of identity is enough to bet against Brother Tai, right?"

Lan Shanke looked at Li Feihong, and then looked at Wu Xiling, who was retreating to the side, and said with a smile: "Okay! If you hit the small one, the big one will come out! No matter how many of you there are, I can take it!"

What a big breath!

Everyone blamed, but the Blue Mountain guest was indifferent, and this situation was just a small scene for him.

Seeing this, Li Feihong said, "Okay, then let's go in!" After speaking, he should go out first. The gamblers automatically made way for him.

He Shi Shiran walked to the door and said to the strong man with the knife: "Open the door!"

The strong man also didn't say a word, and the doorknob twisted and opened the door.

Li Feihong walked in.

There's not a lot of space inside, just enough for a gaming table. There is also a torch in the corner by the door, and there are calligraphy and paintings of celebrities on all four walls.

Li Feihong walked to the far end of the door and sat down. The Blue Mountaineers followed in. Finally, there is a big man with a knife. As soon as he entered, he closed the door and stood on the edge of the torch, not feeling the heat.

As soon as he entered the door, the Blue Mountain guest whistled, "It's not bad here, it's still qualified as an execution ground." ”

"Oh?" said Li Feihong, "where do you see it?"

"Huh!"

Blue Mountain Ke pointed to a painting opposite the door:

"If my expectations are correct, this calligraphy and painting is a famous painting given to Zeng Ye by the people of Changhong Dao a thousand years ago, and people outside have goods that cannot be grabbed by 50 million. ”

He pointed to the painting near the side of the door and said: "This picture of a banquet over the mountain is a grand scene depicted by the famous painter Zhao Zi 1,500 years ago in the debate meeting of famous artists from all walks of life. No less than 300 people were involved. This painting deserves more than 100 million!"

He smiled and said, "With these two paintings on the side, isn't it enough?"

Li Feihong said: "This thing is not qualified. ”

"Oh?" the Blue Mountain guest became interested: "And what is qualified?"

Li Feihong pointed at the big man: "Of course it's him!"

"Hahahaha!" Blue Mountaineer suddenly laughed: "Interesting, interesting! Indeed, he is the most qualified person now!"

He asked the big man, "I don't know where Brother Tai is working?"

He knew that in such a major gamble, in addition to the great fame of the opponents, the Witnesses were not of low status, otherwise they would not be able to convince the public.

The big man's face remained unchanged: "Imperial City, Cui Xiao!"

Imperial?

Li Feihong and Lan Shanke both changed their faces.

Imperial City, it's a name they didn't expect.

There are indeed not many people who dare to use the Imperial City as the name of the organization, and it just so happens that there is really such an organization in the gambling world of Chaoyun Kingdom. The Imperial City, similar to the official organization of the gambling world, is known for its fairness. Of course, this fairness is not reflected in gambling, but in the settlement of gambling funds after gambling.

And Cui Wei is the famous "Cui Nightmare" Deacon Cui in the imperial city. Those who dare not give gambling money in front of him will be quietly disappeared the next day, and maybe in a few years they will be able to dig out of the mud.

Lan Shanke gasped, and his tone became lighter: "It turned out to be Deacon Cui, I didn't expect to meet such a character in this kind of small town!"

Cui Wei didn't answer, just stared coldly at the table.