Han Zixuan looked at these thugs as if they were nothing, walked up to Brother Xiang, took out a delicate box from his pocket, and turned back to his seat.

I opened the box, took out a cigar from it, and with both hands, the cigarette butt fell to the ground.

With a flick of his left index finger and thumb, a white flame appeared on his finger, and then he lit his cigar lightly.

"Arturo cigar, it's just a pity that a glass of whiskey is missing, won't Brother Xiang invite me to a drink?"

Han Zixuan skillfully took a sip,

spit out a smoke ring at Brother Xiang and others,

It's like a peerless gesture.

Seeing Han Zixuan take out the cigar box from Brother Xiang like no one, and then skillfully smoke the cigar, everyone couldn't help but be surprised. ‘

Is this still the waste that lives at the bottom and can only write novels and wait for death?

This is more skilled, chic, and domineering than those in Biyang City.

In particular, the natural scene of two fingers clipping off cigarette butts made them unforgettable.

If they hadn't seen a similar magic show, they suspected at this moment that they were in the era of cultivation where the aura was revived.

The most incredible thing is Lu Yao, the current Han Zixuan is no longer the Han Zixuan she knows, but a veteran of this kind of occasion.

She couldn't see Han Zixuan clearly again.

From the action of holding a cigarette and lighting it, he got rid of the actions that only a child of a big family should have, especially the temperament on his body made her think of a vague person.

At that moment, she had a splitting headache, and the vague figure gradually became clear, and finally completely overlapped with him.

It's just that at this moment, he is more mature, and his domineering spirit is even stronger.

Lu Yao looked at him in disbelief, shaking his head from time to time.

And at the moment of shaking his head, the familiar person became blurred again.

It won't be him, the son of the number one family in White Emperor City, behind him is a rich family, and he is an heir who has been abandoned and hunted down.

But what about Han Zixuan, he is just an orphan, living with Luo Wei, who is also an orphan.

It's a person who throws it in the crowd, and it doesn't necessarily make a bubble.

In a trance, she could only be sure that it might be because her heart was opened that she would have such an illusion.

In addition to surprise, there was also a joking voice in the crowd.

That's Chen Lin.

For Han Zixuan, she can't understand it.

used all his savings to let his family pretend to be wide and fight for face in front of his two younger sisters.

also spent a lot of money to rent a luxury car to make his good son-in-law ashamed.

Now I have to pretend again, and I still pretend to be the son of a big family, and I still have a good learning.

Of course, she didn't dare to say that Han Zixuan was pretending.

Otherwise, with Brother Xiang's uncertain personality, he will not be able to please him, and he will be beaten again.

For Han Zixuan's domineering, Brother Xiang was completely shocked, and immediately asked his subordinates to bring him a glass of whiskey.

"Anyway, what do you want to do?"

"I want to make a bet with you, if you lose, how about letting them go?"

"And what if you lose?"

Rao was shocked, and Brother Xiang also pretended to be very natural.

The steward of his dignified dungeon, if he was shocked by a nobody, his legs and feet would be weak.

Spread out, how else is he mixed.

So there must be momentum.

"Lose?" Han Zixuan smiled coldly and didn't speak.

"If you lose, your woman stays, you chop off a hand. ”

"I never bet on women, if I lose I'll do whatever you want, but now I'm going to make a bigger bet, and if I win, let your boss come and see me, I know she's in the casino. ”

"Good. "Brother Xiang asserted the Tao without authorization.

Coming to the poker area, Han Zixuan sat at one end, took out 100,000 cash, and placed it on the table.

He took out all the paper at the bottom of the box and sprinkled it all over the floor behind him under Brother Xiang's convulsive eyes.

Seeing that there was paper underneath, Chen Lin's back was cold, and she couldn't help but scold Han Zixuan in her heart, and she actually took her life as a child's play.

Brother Xiang took out one million, and when he saw that Han Zixuan only had one hundred thousand in his hand, he couldn't help but sneer:

"How to play this, you just admit defeat. ”

"I have the ability to take the 100,000 yuan, and I don't have the ability to shut up in advance. ”

Han Zixuan motioned for the dealer to look at the cards, and the dealer put a new deck of poker in front of Brother Xiang first.

Brother Xiang picked up the card coldly, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After Brother Xiang picked up the cards, he shuffled the cards, pushed the table with his left hand, and fifty-four pokers were spread out on the table in a neat and orderly manner.

And when he pulled one out of it and cocked it lightly at the other end, all the pokers stood upright.

Then, after spinning in place for a circle, the pokers in his hand were closed again, and as he crossed his hands in front of his chest, the corners of his mouth twitched, "No problem." ”

The dealer, put the pie in front of Han Zixuan after sorting it out, and let him confirm it.

Han Zixuan didn't move, and directly stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please: "Let's start." ”

The dealer picked up the cards, and then preached the rules of fried gold flowers: "Each time the cards are not less than 5,000, and the cap is 100,000." ”

Originally, the rules were unlimited, because considering the strength of both sides, the cap was pressed to 100,000.

Han Zixuan made a gesture of please again, but his eyes were fixed on the other party.

Judging from the opponent's shuffling technique just now, it should be a master.

When the cards are flipped over, they have been marked accordingly on the poker board.

The marks these players make on poker make it clear what each card in their opponent is.

Brother Xiang saw that Han Zixuan just patted lightly on the poker without any movement, thinking to himself why this person was in a hurry to die.

For this time, he won the game.

He asked himself if he came to the casino to challenge himself, and none of them were able to win his own.

Even if the other party wins, they can't leave alive.

The thugs next to him thought that Han Zixuan had a lot of ability, but he didn't expect it to be a paper tiger, who would lose if he didn't lose.

The imaginative thugs have already come to mind that Han Zixuan was cut off limbs, and Lu Yao was sent to Wang Shao's bed, and they got a hefty bounty.

Chen Lin, who has been in the casino all the year round, couldn't help but snicker secretly after seeing Han Zixuan's actions.

Han Zixuan will only lose ten times without winning, let alone whether this card is fake or not, take Brother Xiang's superb gambling skills as an example, no one has been able to win him so far.

For this reason, Brother Xiang also has another nickname in the casino, the king of a thousand hands.

To say that he has no defeat is false.

The only time was in Las Vegas, where he lost to a master from the island nation.

And after he returned to China, no one who had fought against him had ever bargained in his hands.

When the guests at the other tables saw that someone wanted to compare with Brother Xiang, they couldn't help but come over and point at Han Zixuan.

From time to time, some people persuaded Han Zixuan to let Han Zixuan chop off one hand and admit defeat, so as not to be cut off and bleed to death when he got it.