To say that Jiangbei is relatively accustomed to his brother, Jiangnan is also the same for his younger brother.

As for Jiangnan saying that he wants to play two games now? Does Jiang Beiyan have any reason to disagree?

But he understands that this thing, nine out of ten bets to lose, even if it wins a handful and a half, it will have to lose back sooner or later.

Of course, what reassures Jiangbei is that these mahjong pokers are made of special materials, which can isolate the divine sense, and for this reason, he also used a lot of the power of the divine sense.

And Jiangnan, who took 10,000 chips, finally started.

Jiang Bei stood beside him with an indifferent face.

The dealer is just about to deal the cards.

"This shuttles me!" Jiang Nan waved his hand, and the 10,000 chips were directly pushed out.

"Damn, Master of Extermination, this is not so happy, if you don't do it, you will have to cry. The little deacon kindly reminded that he had already earned dozens of spirit stones, and he had more experience.

"It doesn't matter, as a rich second generation, you have to be imposing. Jiang Nan lit a cigarette and smiled indifferently, quite like a big man.

The corners of Jiang Bei's mouth twitched fiercely twice, and he didn't know what to say.

"Master of Extermination, what are you sucking into?" asked a young disciple from the outer sect with a flattering face, looking at the strength was not bad, and he was a first-order.

But he didn't dare to be presumptuous among so many deacons.

"Hehe, this thing should only exist in the sky, but it falls into the world, this milk smoke. Jiang Nan introduced with an unfathomable face.

Jiang Bei's brain suddenly hurt, and he felt that this thing was also okay.

"Ten spirit stones, you can try it. Jiang Bei suggested with a smile on his face.

As soon as this sentence came out, those who were gambling and playing didn't continue, and those who were selling there didn't sell anymore, and they all looked towards Jiangbei.

I had seen these two elders sucking there a long time ago, and I didn't expect that this thing was so cheap?

"Elder Fahey, could you please distribute it?" asked a deacon, rubbing his hands, eager to try.

"Okay, since everyone can come to my North and South Peaks today, it is to give me Fahai's face, one person tries two, and no money is charged!" Jiangbei waved his hand, which is called a generous.

Directly took out a large box of Hongta Mountain from the storage ring......

After explaining in detail how to operate a wave, this large room of more than 200 square meters began to smoke and miasma......

From time to time, you can still hear a refreshing shout.

With the "blowing and blowing ......", it makes people feel confused.

Jiang Nan was extremely calm about this, just smoking his fifth-order spiritual smoke, looking arrogant.

It's just that...... Although he made a generous move, his luck was really not good, especially when his divine sense had not yet dealt through the opponent's cards, which made him irritable.

Fortunately, these people all give Jiangnan face, and it is not easy to win too much......

"How do you play Lai! This card is obviously my win, I have a big ace, you only have a king, how can it be that I lost!" a disciple's angry voice came out.

"Bullshit, don't come to play cards if you're blind, it's clear that Lao Tzu is a pair of kings!" the other shouted coldly.

It also reached the ears of Jiangbei.

Following the voice, I saw a disciple whose face was flushed, and there were more than two hundred weights placed in front of him!

As expected, this should be the full value of an outer disciple.

And the one who bet with him is a deacon, which department is not known for the time being......

"What's going on?" Jiang Bei walked over directly, with a cold face.

The deacon also knew that something was wrong, but his identity was here, and he looked at the disciple completely unscrupulously, and summoned the elder over, now you are good-looking.

"Elder Fahai...... I, I ......" The disciple looked panicked, and he couldn't say anything.

"Monks don't gossip, on the gambling table, whoever is at fault, who chops his hands, regardless of high or low, regardless of status, Amitayus Buddha! Jiang Bei said with a deep face.

The disciple's face turned pale again, and he was invited from the truth......

"Elder Fahai...... I...... I made a bet with the deacon, and in the end, it turned out that it was my ace and he only had one king, so I won, but he lied that he had two kings and wanted to take all my chips. ”

"Is there such a thing?" Jiang Bei turned his head and glanced at the people around him.

"Hehe, it's obvious that this disciple can't afford to lose nonsense, Elder Fahai, what is your identity, how can you listen to a disciple's nonsense?" The deacon rubbed his hands and looked calm.

Just looking at the appearance of the people around him sighing, Jiangbei also realized the problem.

Look at the little disciple's face like ashes......

Jiang Bei slowly took out the little commotion pinned to his waist.

"The poor monk has already said that on the gambling table, regardless of whether it is high or low, the Buddha said, willing to gamble and lose. Jiang Bei put one hand on his chest, still calm.

"That's it, Elder Fahai...... "The deacon's face was also a little not good-looking, but he still believed that in terms of identity, Jiangbei would help him.

"Whew~"

As the small commotion of Jiangbei's other hand was thrown out, for a while, blood surged wildly, and the sound of wailing suddenly came out!

A hand landed firmly on the big table!

And the deacon was also sweating like rain in an instant, his face was pale, his eyes were staring at his severed hand, and he looked at Jiangbei with a grim face.

The disciple was also stunned, and everyone was stunned.

It turned out that it was the deacon who was chopped up!

The sound of gasping for air is endless, and there are even many who inhale violently, inhaling people's second-hand smoke, and then choking and coughing.

But this scene is not destined to lose its due influence.

"Fa, Elder Fahai...... The villain doesn't understand why you would attack me. The sweat from the deacon's forehead ran down his chin and fell to the ground, and the wound on the severed hand was bleeding.

However, he was not convinced!

"The poor monk has already said that in my realm, my identity is not used, and my strength is not used, I am willing to gamble and lose, do you understand?" Jiang Bei slowly spoke, still indifferent.

"Yes, the villain understands. With that, he straightened up with difficulty and walked back with his severed hand.

"Go ahead, you can pick it up in time. Jiang Bei waved his hand, and then swept away his spiritual power in the position he had just placed, and all those blood stains disappeared.

"Everyone should have fun, it's okay, if anyone is playing and telling the poor monk directly, he will definitely not be able to let him go out alive, and he won't have to come here to be happy in the future." Jiang Bei said, lit a cigarette, and walked back to the old brother.

This time.

With Jiang Bei saying this, Jiang Nan was stunned at that time, because he had already seen those people at the same table staring at the chips in front of him, and they had already released green light......