Chapter 7: Out of the Palace (2)

As soon as I arrived on the fourth floor, I smelled a faint sandalwood fragrance, which was very comfortable.

A guy greeted him and said respectfully: "I'm sorry, two, now there is no gambling god in Sifang Casino, we are looking for a new gambling god." The two of you can come up and drink two pots of good tea, and then there will be an apology. ”

Feng Lingyue smiled: "I am your new gambling god, and I will ask your owner to come out."

The little girl looked at her in surprise, and saw that she looked indifferent, and then made a gesture of please: "Please follow me."

After walking through the front hall with Mulan carved on the wall, I saw a screen standing in front of me, on which were two old men playing against each other.

Xiaopang seemed to have some liver pain at this time, and muttered: "Obediently, I arranged the casino like this, I don't know that I thought it was the academy!"

When Feng Lingyue heard this, she shook her head and just smiled lightly.

Bypassing the screen, a large tea table appeared in front of me, with a place on the left and right. Feng Ling Yuejing chose a place to sit down, and pointed to the chair opposite to signal for Xiao Pang to sit down.

Xiaopang was a little nervous at the moment, so he waved his hand: "No, I'm still standing better!" As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his sweat.

Seeing this, Feng Lingyue didn't say much, beckoned to the waiting little guy, and asked, "When will your host come?"

"Please wait a minute, our host will be here soon."

Feng Lingyue was a little bored, so she stood up and began to walk around.

I looked at it and thought to myself: Well, there weren't so many calligraphy and paintings in this house when I came last time, and I guess it was scavenged from some losing gambler.

Seeing that Feng Lingyue was so calm, Xiaopang finally couldn't bear it anymore, and walked up to her and asked anxiously, "Do you have a bottom!" I don't have much money, so don't be stripped of my clothes and used to pay off my debts! ”

Feng Lingyue couldn't help laughing when she heard this: "Haha, little fatty, why did you become so cowardly, don't worry, I'll leave you a pair of pants later!"

Now Chubby was about to cry, and he was about to say something. I could only hear a sinister laugh outside the screen, and then a man in a fiery red robe and a peach blossom fan walked in.

Seeing Feng Lingyue and the others, his eyebrows raised slightly, and the corner of his left mouth rose and said, "I heard that someone wants to come to my Quartet Casino?"

As he spoke, he sat down on the right side of the tea table, looking uninhibited, but a few gleams of essence flowed from his eyes from time to time.

Feng Lingyue sighed secretly in her heart: "What kind of shit luck have you taken in the past two days, and you have seen two superb beautiful men in a row."

The man looked at her with a calm look, and then said: "The next surname is Qin, I don't know who this little boy's surname is?"

Feng Lingyue replied playfully: "The surname is Feng Mingwu, it seems that you are the new owner of this gambling house, Luo?"

"In Xia Bucai, the Sifang Casino has indeed been my property recently." The man replied lazily, played with the peach blossom fan and said, "The girl seems to be a person who often comes to my casino, presumably the rules are clear, say, how do you want to play?"

Feng Lingyue thought for a while and said: "Although there are many types of gambling methods, they can't escape a comparison, this way of playing, it's better to have the simplest dice shake, who shakes smaller, a game will be won or lost."

The little fat next to him became even more anxious when he heard this, and stepped forward and pulled the corner of Feng Lingyue's clothes.

And the latter didn't feel it, staring at Qin Yiming on the opposite side and waiting for an answer.

"The girl is really refreshing, and she has an appetite for me, so it's set," Qin Yiming said with a smile.

Xiaopang thought to himself: "It's over, it's over, this Feng Wu doesn't know how many more games to play, this time he will win or lose, wouldn't it be faster to move towards death."

Soon the dice came up from the little guy, and Feng Lingyue made a gesture of invitation: "You first"

Qin Yiming was not polite, his knuckled fingers picked up the cup, and with a sweep, all the dice fell into the cup, and his palm flew over, gently shaking from top to bottom, only to see the corners of his mouth raised, and the palm of his hand gently pressed the cup on the table.

He was not in a hurry to open it, and said, "It's too late for Childe to change his mind now."