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"Young Master, please be seated. Sugar hua." Sam respectfully pulled his chair away and made a "please" gesture to Joica.

Don't look at this middle-aged man's character, but he is not stupid. As a small person, he can mix in a place like a casino for so long, and his ability to observe faces and colors is still quite good. Sam seems to have known that the "poor boy" and his boss Miss Elizabeth are old acquaintances, and that the relationship between the two is not ordinary, so Sam fully reveals the "chameleon" skills, and does not dare to speak disrespectfully to Joyka, but nods his head and treats him as a guest.

Although Elizabeth only said a word on the second floor, but no one showed up, but her voice seemed to have the magic of seducing the soul, and the pronunciation and uplift of each word were just right, stabbing every nerve in people's minds that could be attracted to the opposite sex, so as soon as the voice came out, it immediately amazed the audience, and the hall was suddenly silent, and almost all the guests were attracted by this swaying voice, and collectively looked towards the densely sealed second floor, forgetting how to speak for a while. You must know that not every guest who comes to the "Ghost Kiss" is qualified to bet with Miss Elizabeth, so the guests who have seen her true face are actually only a very small number, and the vast majority of guests have recruited names, but they have not even heard Elizabeth's voice. Now Elizabeth suddenly spoke in front of so many people, which was rarely seen before. One can imagine how enthusiastic Elizabeth was for the visit of this "old friend", so much so that she did not hesitate to "reward" all the guests.

In the midst of a lot of "envious, jealous, hateful" eyes, Joyka followed Sam up the stairs. After all the guests came to their senses, they were all talking about who that kid was.

However, as for what the following pigs are talking about, Joyka, as a party, is not interested in knowing. He unceremoniously sat down in the leather seat that Sam had pulled out for him, cocking Erlang's legs. In front of him was a long paulownia table, covered with precious red silk from the Far East, with a deck of cards spread face down, and at the bottom of each poker, with the same amount of gold dust, with the same strength, set in the same pattern, shining in the light of eight chandeliers around it. On the opposite side of the table, there was a chair with a high back, the back of the chair facing Joyka, but from behind the chair came a faint feminine scent.

Sam came to the chair and whispered, "Miss, the young master has arrived." hua. [Sugar Novel]"

"Poof......

A woman's sneer came from behind the chair. The chair turned slowly. Joyka saw a beautiful young woman sitting on the chair, who looked no more than twenty-three or fourteen years old, and smiled slightly, charming and gorgeous. She was wearing a red evening dress, with a seductive career line looming on her chest, a ruby hanging from her neck, her face was modified with fat powder, but the amount was just right, not at all pretentious, and her hair was coiled back like gold, leaving only two slightly curly gold strands in front of her face. It is conceivable that she had dressed up carefully before meeting Joyka. However, unlike her ladylike dress, there is a faint sense of heroism between her eyebrows, which makes people feel that she is not something that can be bullied lightly - it is a self-defense consciousness that a woman who has been mixed with the land of three religions and nine streams for a long time must have cultivated.

"Long time no see, Elizabeth. You're still so bright and moving. Joyka called her by her first name as soon as she came up, not caring about revealing their relationship in front of Sam.

"Hehe," Elizabeth smiled, "thank you for your kind words." But beauty is like a chronic poison for women. Who doesn't want the peerless brilliance, but I'm afraid that when the time comes, the people who should be waiting for people still haven't waited, and this life will be in vain. ”

"Miss is so emotional, so it seems that the person you are waiting for has not yet arrived. ”

"Whether others come or not, it's my little woman who has the final say. What's more, even if people come, what's the use of not having their hearts?"

"Then how does the young lady know that people are coming but their hearts are not coming?"

"What he thinks, the person himself knows best. I'm afraid that someone pretends to be confused, and they obviously pass by but turn a blind eye, even if they suddenly visit Dengming one day, they will not go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. Master, you don't understand the difference between a man and a woman. For men, acting on the spot, as long as you love me and everyone is happy, there is nothing great about it. But for a woman, as long as it is the relationship she identifies, it is a lifelong thing. In terms of single-mindedness for feelings, men can never compare to women. Because you men are selfish creatures and are always self-righteous. ”

Elizabeth's words are so straightforward that even a deaf person can understand them, and she makes the relationship between the two clear almost in front of Sam. Sam also understood that this was a warning to himself, and he was glad that his hand with the knife was a little slower, otherwise he would have to shed his skin if he didn't die now.

Apparently Elizabeth's words were meant to embarrass Joika, who was speechless and could only respond with a slightly embarrassed smile. Because Joyka understands that men can never tell women when it comes to this topic, the best thing to do is to shut up herself.

"Well, don't talk about those things that don't speculate. Elizabeth Bingxue was smart, as soon as she noticed that there was a sign of coldness, she changed the topic in time, "Young master, you should know very well that there is only one kind of person who comes to this room, and that is the guest who bets against me. ”

"Haha, of course I know, from the first time I stepped into this casino, I made it clear. The gentleman could hear it clearly. Joyka gestured to Sam, who was standing next to Elizabeth.

"Of course I do. But I heard that the young master wants to use one hand to make a bet, wouldn't it be too risky? If I don't deliberately lose to you, the young master's hand will be gone. ”

"There is a bet that is not lost. How do you know that you will win me, Miss? Besides, my real bet is not one hand. ”

"Oh?" said Elizabeth and Sam were stunned at the same time.

"I'm sorry. I just said that I bet with one hand, just to fool the group of hillbillies below who have never seen the world. I'm scared that the real bet scares them. As she spoke, Joyka pulled out a folded piece of white paper from her pocket and placed it casually on the table.

Without Elizabeth's command, Sam automatically walked up to Joyka and picked up the white paper with both hands, but he did not dare to open it, but held it in front of Elizabeth as if he were walking on thin ice, and presented it to his boss with both hands.

Elizabeth took the blank paper and opened it with a gentle stroke.

But as soon as she opened it, Elizabeth's face suddenly turned pale, and she immediately closed the note, and then solemnly pressed it on the table.

Curious, Sam's neck tilted slightly to the side, trying to peek at what was written on the white paper, but as soon as he moved slightly, Elizabeth's fierce gaze swept over, and Sam was frightened like a child who had done something wrong, and quickly lowered his head.

"Sam, you go out first. Keep the door shut, and don't let anyone near the second floor without my orders. Elizabeth, in a cold tone that had never been used before, gave Sam an irrefutable order.

Sam's task on the second floor is to deal cards to the gambling game between the young lady and the guests, and now the young lady actually does not let herself find out, which shows that the weight of this "bet" is really unusual.

"Yes, miss. Sam took the order, and exited the room backwards, still casting his curious gaze on the blank piece of paper in front of Elizabeth before closing the door. Obviously, he was very unwilling to see what was on the paper, but he was helpless.

After making sure no one was bothering, Elizabeth picked up the note and walked straight towards Joyka. Joyka also stood up and greeted her with open arms.

"Smack"!

When the two were less than a meter apart, Elizabeth coldly slapped Joyka.

"You bastard, are you finally willing to show up?" Elizabeth cast a hateful look, "This slap is the slap you gave three years ago without saying goodbye, and there is no news." ”

"I deserve to be beaten, and I am willing to be punished. Touching the five bright red palm prints on her face, Joyka was still grinning, cheekily smiling at the beauty standing in front of her.

But Elizabeth was not relieved, she raised her hand and slapped Joyka again.

"This slap is a slap in the face that gave me that bad idea. Elizabeth's cheeks were slightly red.

"Huh, you didn't slap you right. I had a bad idea, but I made your casino business prosperous and made a lot of money. Joyka looked puzzled.

"But you're making people worry all day, what if suddenly one day a man really wins me away?" said Elizabeth, who paused and glared at him viciously.

"How can there be a man in this world who is an opponent of our Miss Elizabeth? Joyka cheekily tapped her chin.

"You ......," Elizabeth shuddered slightly.

Although she was provoked by Joyka, Elizabeth did not get angry, but instead had a happy smile on her lips.

Then she quickly put away her smile and slapped Joyka a third time.

Compared with the previous two, the strength and speed of this slap have been greatly reduced, not to mention Joyka, even an ordinary person can dodge it lightly, but Joyka took it with his face.

"What is this for?" Joyka read Elizabeth's uneasiness, fear, and anxiety in the slap.

"That's because you're not trying to kill yourself. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Don't tell me, you don't know what you're doing?" Elizabeth raised the blank piece of paper that Joika had given her, deliberately lowered her voice, and told cautiously, "Don't provoke the 'Night', or you will only die." ”

On that white paper, there was no text, only a few strokes of a murderous owl standing in the moonlight.