If you think about it, maybe they showed up here today just to set him up.

Thinking of this, Hu Zhengyu's back had begun to break out in a cold sweat, and he couldn't imagine what the man and woman in front of him, who looked like beautiful people, wanted to do?

However, he couldn't think much about it now.

This is the last game of this gamble, if he loses again, the gambling house he has worked hard for many years will be handed over, he will not let this happen, this is his last weight in this northern capital...

However, there was a problem with the hidden pile on the dealer's side, and he had hinted to him several times that it couldn't work.

Hu Zhengyu's eagle-like eyes stared at Nie Xunhuan behind Qing Kite.

If the girl in front of her is pretending, then the man behind her should not be a good stubble.

And now the problem of the dark pile should be that he made a ghost.

Looking at Second Young Master Hu who was staring at him, Nie Xunhuan smiled even more provocatively, his eyes couldn't help but be mocking, but he looked even more elegant.

The current situation is no longer something that he can get out of if he wants to get out and leave, there are so many people watching the scene, if he runs away.

In this northern capital, I don't know how many jokes will come up.

In this last game, he can't and can't lose.

Seeing the last dice fall to the ground, Qing Kite, who had been closing his eyes, finally opened his eyes, three on the left and four on the right, five above and five below, and one in the middle capsule.

Ten o'clock!

Now, Qing Kite pushed all the money in her hand to the ten o'clock position, forcing Hu Zhengyu to place a bet, as long as the cup was opened, she won.

But at the moment when Qing Kite pushed the money up, the situation reversed, and the dice suddenly flipped for the opening of the dice.

Twenty-four o'clock!

At the same time, the corners of Hu Zhengyu's mouth on the opposite side were slightly hooked, and he put the title deed in his hand at twenty-four o'clock...

This is, dark pile?

Qing Yuan turned his head to look at Nie Xunhuan on the side, but saw him looking at a place upstairs with the corners of his mouth dark, and Hu Zhengyu came down from there.

At this moment, Qing Kite also understood that there should be a master sitting on it.

It's just that I don't know what kind of master can crack Nie Xunhuan's moves.

Qing Kite turned her head to look upstairs, and a smile appeared on her face.

Hu Zhengyu is betting on twenty-four points, if they are now how to reverse the board, I am afraid it will not work.

For now, if these dice are ruined, the gamble will be nullified.

It can be regarded as having a heart, she and Nie Xunhuan can be regarded as thinking together, but Nie Xunhuan was stopped again by a spell above, and the dark tide surged, and they had already passed hundreds of moves below.

And Nie Xunhuan was stopped, on top of this gambling table, there is still her.

Just a second before the cup was about to open, a spell of Qing Kite hit it, and it was fast and ruthless, leaving no traces.

And Nie Xunhuan also withdrew his hand when he saw this, and sat there quietly watching the play, in that posture, he was about to cross Erlang's legs.

When the cup opened, the field was dusty, and only one of the five dice that was originally good was left standing there safely.

The others have their own disadvantages, some are broken, some are broken in half, and they can't be seen at all.

The brilliance of Qing Kite's game lies in the fact that she has injured the remaining four dice in their own way, and if they are powdered, this matter will not be shirked.