At the edge of Affalia's camp, a path down the mountain leads to the border of the Dark Elf Kingdom, the Shallow Habitat.

This road is extremely dangerous and steep, and I don't know how many strong men have "rolled down the mountain".

However, on the billboard on the side of the road, the words "A Can of Love Senior Leisure Club" are particularly conspicuous.

"Guest officer, let's have a shot today."

I saw several sexy-dressed, slender beauties standing on the side of the street, constantly ** passers-by.

Not far away, the sound of clattering horses' hooves was endless, rolling up countless hustle and bustle.

At this moment, Yang Jian and his entourage, surrounded by everyone, were driving mightily.

There are already hundreds of well-known squires waiting here.

The group of people was led by a golden pot wearing a golden mask, and as the largest shareholder of this club, he stood at the front and was waving to Yang Jian's carriage.

The luxurious carriage at the front stopped first.

A big guy walked down from above without hurry.

His hair is shiny and oily.

A confident and charming smile broke out of his lips.

He's in a straight suit.

Could this be the legendary "God of Gamblers"?

Yang Jian shook the cloak on his body casually.

Long Wu on the side - Bob hurriedly caught it.

"Wow!"

Yang Jian waved to the guests.

For a while, there was a wave of applause, some girls gave flying kisses from time to time, and bunches of colorful flowers were sprinkled all over the red carpet in front of him.

For this tailor-made God of Gamblers hairstyle, I really sacrificed too much.

Yang Jian shook hands with the guests one by one and muttered to himself.

This hairstyle is styled with super glue, and it is estimated that it will not be clean with shampoo, soap and dish soap.

This time I can be regarded as having made a bloody investment.

"Hahahaha..." , the golden pot laughed heartily.

"Boss Yang, how is the business going?" He stepped forward and made a hug.

"Hehehehe, Boss Jin, we will cooperate more in the future."

In front of the public, the two of them hugged each other enthusiastically, like a pair of good partners in the business field.

"Come on, come on, this way, please".

Seeing that the "fat sheep" had been put into the pot, the golden pot was even more respectful, for fear that the fat in his hand would slip away.

Yang Jian walked into the door of the club without hurrying.

I saw that the golden room was full of bustling can openers.

Rows of large and small jars are placed on the shelves for people to buy.

In the middle of the shelf, rows of hammers, from small to large, are apparently used to pound jars.

There is also a goodwill banner on the shelf, which reads "Small gambling is pleasant, big gambling hurts".

However, a discerning person can see that there is also a small line next to the banner, "Willing to gamble and lose".

"Hahahaha..." , Yang Jian stroked his palms and laughed, "Boss Jin, you are really magnificent here."

"Boss Yang smiled", and the golden pot also touched his chin quite complacently.

"I wonder how big you want to play?" , the golden pot blinked.

Yang Jian stretched out an index finger.

"Give me a jar first and try the water."

The pot of gold summons a waiter disapprovingly.

"Go, get a weapon canister for Boss Yang and match it with ******."

"This... What do you want to ****** do? ", the waiter asked hesitantly.

"Rice bucket", the golden pot was annoyed.

"Do you want your guest to pick up a sledgehammer?!"