Chapter 429: Master
Just as Wang Deshun and his entourage were heading to the Wu Mansion, the Praetorian Guards of the Duan Hou Cheng family turned pale. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Duan Zhennan swallowed the liquor in one gulp, after all, he was still a veteran of the war, until he couldn't save the situation, he immediately broke his arm to survive and leave the battlefield.
He said, "Admire!" My stomach hurts a little, promise, you come!
The second brother-in-law was not humble and sat down for him. Duan Zhennan asked a few card players in a low voice: Do you see what's coming?
One had just come from the palace: there was a problem, but I couldn't see how to make a move. Can't catch him!
Xiao Qiao drank tea, and the yard card had a sofa to do it for him.
Xiao Qiao speaks the official dialect of Cantonese flavor; I have to say two words! This is a deception of nine out of ten bets, and a small gamble is pleasant, if you want to make a fortune, it is delusional. I think how many people went bankrupt because of loan sharks in casinos, causing countless human tragedies. You don't know, if we were in Chaozhou, everyone who bought piglets would have to crowd in front of your house to fight.
Everyone didn't understand, Xiguo asked: Why are you fighting?
Sofa: Stupid, do you want to grab business, waiting to tie you up, and send you to Nanyang to open a mine and cut rubber!
The big guy is really angry.
The second brother-in-law laughed: We really have to thank Master Qiao for his teachings. Let's change the rules, don't be confused, don't be confused, and win first.
Little Joe: Well said!
Second brother-in-law: Don't dare! You are in the village, there is no reason for this.
Xiao Qiao arched his hand: "Promise! Mali, we still have to report to the senior brother and rush to school."
Card code cards.
As soon as he made a promise, Duan Zhennan applauded together! Except for the four red ones, one color and ten thousand characters.
Little Joe loses cards: 10,000!
Push to three, touch one, throw out;
Knock down the three east winds!
Good guy, it's the wind right away.
Also throw one: 20,000!
Lever!
Zephyr!
Lever!
Thirty thousand!
Lever!
Southerly!
Lever!
Forty thousand!
Lever!
North wind!
Little Joe is very simple:
Lever!
In the red!
Duan Zhennan immediately jumped up: You are out of the old man!
The Praetorian Guards all got up and wanted to beat people, but they were holding their breath.
Duan Houcheng snorted, and everyone immediately sat down honestly.
Promise is sweating on his head, stupid! You're doing you a disservice!
Duan Zhennan looked at the cards a few times, and each of them was like seeing a ghost;
Out of sight: What's going on?
Promise: Admire!
Throw out a red medium: It seems that you are not fooling this.
Xiao Qiao clenched his fists: No!
Push to the last one: red!
promised to laugh miserably, pushed to admit defeat, and there were four left, three for 50,000, and one in red.
Promise to hold your fist: Your Excellency is really amazing, I have a sense of it twice, but I didn't hold it. I was convinced.
Xiao Qiao was also a little embarrassed: I haven't cultivated yet, so I'm making you laugh. Nine out of ten bets, that's true. So I didn't dare to gamble money.
Promise: That's admirable. You are so humble, I am like this, I will never dare to play cards again.
Duan Houcheng smiled. Left.
The sofa and Xiao Qiao got up, everyone got up to send them, the companion of the mother's house.
At the end, Xiao Qiao's hands were in the air, he sighed, shouted a bird word, and left.
Everyone wondered, what did he say?
The fourth brother-in-law is well-informed: Cantonese, it's a pity, more than 100 good piglets~
What! Everyone's angry.
I went out to chase in a hurry, and the two guys were still outside the door for a while, and they disappeared in an instant.
Not to mention that the guards of Duan Houcheng's family smacked their tongues, and at the secluded side gate of Ewha Women's College, Lao Gui was burning paper.
The sofa and Xiao Qiao appeared in the void holding a pack of yellow table paper.
Helping Lao Gui, the sofa asked: Who are you paying tribute to?
Lao Gui: An old friend! There is a way that people are sick and sparse, and if they don't get sick, old friends don't come and go one by one.
Ma Qianhu sighed behind them: Yes!
The four masters and apprentices each recalled the old things, and Xiao Qiao on the sofa was ruthless: Just burn our own ones out!
He made a huge amount of yellow paper and lit a huge fire.
The gong sounded on the tower of the fire brigade of the Public Security Bureau, and when it arrived, a pile of ashes, the wind blew up, like countless gray butterflies!