Ye Fei came, the time was not early or late, just the moment he appeared, all the cameras were focused, and the scene of him slowly walking towards the gambling table appeared on the big screen, with unkempt hair, wrinkled clothes, and slightly puffy cheeks stained with blood, no one knew what happened during the time when the young gambling king left, everyone speculated and whispered.

There was no one on the scene, why did the young gambling king leave the market in a hurry? No one knows where the blood on his body came from. But everyone knows one thing, he is a man with a story.

Ye Fei walked to the gambling table and sat down, stretched out his hand to roll up his sleeves, and there was a bloody wound on his left arm, which was shocking. At this moment, no one cares about the reason why he is late, and more people want to know what he has experienced?

"I'm sorry, I'm late."

Ye Fei smiled at the three gambling kings at the same table, and his modest smile made the originally disgruntled gambling kings discouraged, and even Xia Hong, who was the most resentful, shifted his attention to the wound on his arm, which was obviously a new injury, and the bright red muscles could be vaguely seen from the wound, ordinary people were only afraid that they would cry in pain when they suffered this kind of injury, and he could still rush to insist on the game, this perseverance is really admirable.

Fan Xuanhe beckoned to the dealer standing on the side, and said in a low voice: "Please go and get a gauze to bandage him, so that even if you win, it's not interesting to play cards." ”

Playing mahjong requires hands, and an arm injury will inevitably affect the performance, Fan Xuanhe regards Ye Fei as a friend, so he naturally has to help him at this time, at least to ensure that there will be no blood splash when using gambling techniques.

The dealer seemed a little embarrassed and whispered, "The game will start soon, and I can't make any decisions about this." ”

Fan Xuanhe's eyes widened, and his voice instantly raised an octave: "I didn't let you call the shots, you don't need injections and medicines, so I asked you to get a piece of gauze to bandage his wounds." ”

Ye Fei cast a grateful look at Fan Xuanhe, and said in a low voice: "You don't have to bother with a little injury, but the cards are played a little slower, and it shouldn't affect the game, thank you." ”

"When the time comes, I am honored to announce that the semi-finals of the Southeast Asian Gambling King Ranking Tournament have officially begun, and the four gambling kings are invited to touch the cards and settle the bank......"

The host's magnetic voice sounded again, and the final highlight of the gambling king competition kicked off.

Four wind cards flipped on the table, the three of them reached out together to grab one, Xia Hong was the fastest, from the big screen it seems that her hand did not touch the table at all, about two inches from the table a mahjong card jumped into her palm like an iron sheet attracted by a strong magnet, and retracted her hand back to slap on the table, it was a piece of east wind.

One got the Dongfeng dealer set, the other two do not take the cards to play a little role, Fan Xuanhe did not look at the card directly put down, glanced at Ye Fei, he frowned slightly and did not reach out to take the card at all, another middle-aged gambling king with white skin and bright eyes, he is the gambling king Park Jinsheng from South Korea, he pinched a mahjong card in his fingertips and paused for a few seconds to open the open, Nanfeng.

Xia Hong opened the dice to take the cards, only to see that her three fingers seemed to have a special stickiness, just a light touch to stick the cards on the fingertips, the action is elegant and smooth, like a small magic trick in the cycle, in fact, this is the hand speed to reach the extreme of the table, she is not deliberately showing the hand speed, but in the continuous practice, has become a habit.

Park Jinsheng's card style is as calm as his unsmiling face, playing cards and playing cards, decent, before the flop it is even difficult for others to associate him with the word gambling king, he is like a handsome and silent uncle next door, but don't ignore his storage zài, he used to play mahjong has a very loud nickname, slam king.

Fan Xuanhe's table in the semi-finals was like two people before, and the relaxed smile on his face from the first trick card quietly disappeared, replaced by a touch of solemnity, if he was comfortable in the top seven, then now he is a chess opponent, a mistake is full of ropes, and he must go all out.

Ye Fei was the most relaxed, first decided to give up the tie, first carefully observe the opponent and then look for opportunities.

"Sir, is it convenient for you?" A soft voice came from behind him, and the owner of the voice seemed to be a young girl.

"I'm sorry, I don't have time to go to the toilet while playing cards...... Not! Ye Fei, who was stretching out his hand to grab the card, replied without thinking, and as soon as the words came out, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and turned his head suddenly, the expression on his face froze, and behind him stood a girl with a flushed face, holding an enamel tray in his hand, which contained alcohol gauze and a few bottles of unknown drugs.

"Hahaha......" Fan Xuanhe's face couldn't hold back anymore, and he opened his mouth to let out a burst of laughter.

This laughter seemed to be contagious, and the audience in the audience was also poked into the laughter, and let out bursts of laughter, the girl's face turned even redder, and she lowered her head timidly, Ye Fei was so embarrassed that her face was full of fever, and she couldn't wait to dig a hole in the ground, and his kindness was regarded by him as a donkey's liver and lungs, and he was anxious, and said: "I'm sorry, I want to be convenient now, you can wrap it......"

Sweat! The more it is depicted, the darker it becomes, and it is simply a swallow Zhang Hei. The person panicked, the blood flow suddenly accelerated, and the wound on Ye Fei's arm immediately flowed blood, he threw the mahjong he had just gotten on the table, and the bloody arm stretched out to the girl.

"It's all one, it's all a single hanging tube!" Fan Xuanhe flopped and called a draw, reached out and picked up an eight-cylinder from the table and put it on the corner of the table.

"I'm going to shoot it?"

Ye Fei stared at Fan Xuanhe with wide eyes, he didn't remember what card he played just now, it seemed to be a tube?

Fan Xuanhe nodded, with a thief smile on his face, he looked like a little fox who had successfully stolen chickens, which made people want to pinch his ears and throw them into the livestock shed to teach him a hard lesson.

"Damn, today's Singles' Day, my brother will send you a red envelope!"

Ye Fei scolded depressedly, picked out the chips and put them on the table.

"Hahaha...... What a gambling king, I like it. ”

"Hahaha...... Good scolding, interesting, really interesting. ”

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Today happens to be the eleventh day of November in the Gregorian calendar, the festival celebrated by the singles wiping their tears, and it is even more coincidental that Fan Xuanhe is also a single, and he rolled his eyes by being stalked, he now has an urge to chop his hands, and secretly made up his mind in his heart, and he would rather not discord with the cards than this kid to set off the cannon, this mouth is too damaging.

The girl half-squatted to bandage Ye Fei, and when she heard his scolding, she couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the grievances in her heart seemed to be much smoother, it seems that this fart gambling king didn't mean to embarrass himself, he was so virtuous.

The dealer shuffles and stacks the cards, the girl carefully bandages, and the two unrelated things are done almost at the same time.