When the two brothers and sisters of the Song family heard Zheng Qingshan's words, they couldn't help but raise their eyebrows together, and their faces showed surprise.

Zheng Qingshan lowered his eyes, and there was an indescribable look on his face, which was not good after all.

He whispered, "I haven't touched it for a long time, I don't know ......"

"Okay, it's up to you, don't be afraid, this thing is just a matter of luck."

Song Yihuan interrupted him.

"Okay—"

Here, Lai Pisan saw that Song Yihuan ignored him, and even went downstairs and walked towards the staircase.

Halfway through, he was stopped by Wei Ning.

Lai Pisan sneered: "Get out of the way!" Good dogs don't get in the way! ”

"What a good dog doesn't get in the way! What arrogance! What are you and I Changle Fang? ”

A cold voice mixed with sweetness sounded.

The people around heard the sound and automatically gave way to it.

Song Yihuan, Song Nuoyan, Zheng Qingshan and Long Wuyi walked towards Lai Pisan.

They are handsome men and women, as well as the good aura of Long Wu and others, which makes people retreat, and involuntarily attracted the attention of everyone present.

The words just now were Song Yihuan's mouth.

She looked coldly at Lai Pisan, and the Oriental behind him.

"Why, which god did I offend in Changle Fang, so you can run twice in a row today."

After Song Yihuan approached, Lai Pisan saw her clearly.

The red dress is slightly draped with beads, the belt is decorated with wide bands, and the hem is a pleated skirt.

There is also a small face with a big palm, and a pair of glass-like pure eyes, which shines directly with a cold light, which makes people itch to see in the world.

Lai Pisan's eyes instantly showed a bone-exposed, making people look evil.

That gaze was glued to Song Yihuan's body, like a poisonous snake.

Song Nuoyan looked at this scene, pulled Song Yihuan behind him, and looked directly at Lai Pisan.

"Where did the mad dog come from, but without the owner's leash, he came out and bit people!"

Lai Pi San saw that no one left his sight, and when he saw Song Nuoyan, such a handsome young man, stand up, the anger of jealousy and being abused hit his head.

But he knew that he had to do the right thing now, so he immediately sneered at Song Nuoyan: "I'll make it clear today that I, Lai San, are here to smash the field!" ”

"What a big breath, if you want to smash the field, it depends on whether you have the ability, and it also depends on whether the host is willing to play with you!"

Although Song Nuoyan is young and frivolous, he can be stable in major matters.

"Humph! Who are you? Can you be the master of Changle Fang? ”

"Who do you think you're talking to?" Song Nuoyan said lightly.

A fluttering sentence has already let everyone present know his identity.

Song Nuoyan lowered his eyes and arranged his sleeves, and glanced up at Lai Pisan, that glance was like a piece of dog-, not putting him in his eyes at all, and even when he looked at him, it was like looking at a dead person, and there was a strong killing intent hidden in the depths of his eyes.

Just based on the other party's words and deeds to Song Yihuan before and just now, he had a hundred reasons to beat this person out.

Such a look of disdain and contempt completely angered Lai Pisan, and he immediately did not talk nonsense.

"Since it's a gambling house, then let's take a gamble, if I win, you will give the beauty behind you to Lao Tzu, and this Changle Fang will be closed in an instant!"

Song Nuoyan's cold and cruel gaze shot directly at Lai Pisan, and that gaze wanted to cut him directly into pieces.

Even Long Wu and the others, who were standing behind Song Yihuan, swept towards Lai Pisan with a hostile and murderous gaze.