Qian Mo regretfully removed her hand from somewhere under her seat, if she was not mistaken, the helicopter was a rare parachute, although there was only one.

Generally, helicopters do not carry parachutes.

Because the parachute is a huge parachute compared to the helicopter itself, the helicopter can spin, which is safer than parachuting, the parachute is not used by everyone, and it is more weighty, and the general helicopter will not match.

The other party saw that Qianmo could speak English and was not afraid of people, so he was about to chat with Qianmo with great interest, but Qianmo spoke one step ahead of him.

"Sir, how long have you been Parkinson's?"

The gambling king was stunned, he had Parkinson's disease on his hands, and this girl's eyes were very vicious.

"It's been more than two years."

"Have you ever tried psychotherapy?" Qianmo said very sincerely, and his tone was like that of the salesman who sold health products, and he almost shouted-My respected father, this mattress is good for you!

"I haven't heard of psychotherapy being effective for Parkinson's." The gambling king is vigilant.

Qian Mo already knew his identity by looking at this guy's face, and he had a capital in his heart.

Before she came this time, she specially asked who was making small moves behind her back, who wanted to pit her father with sesame oil, and the master also said that he was not the gambling king, and now he was really an enemy when he met him.

The gambling king doesn't know Qianmo, but Qianmo knows him!

Since the third child told Qianmo that after the gambling king lost to Xiao Hei, he tried to kidnap Xiao Hei as a son-in-law, and wanted his daughter who didn't know whether it was a human or a demon to get involved with her Xiao Hei, Qian Mo secretly checked on the Internet.

She wants to see who is so shameless and covets her man!

So the face of the gambling king's family was kept in mind, and at this moment, seeing the gambling king Parkinson's trembling appearance, Qian Mo was so happy.

The heart is dark, and the face is still the sincere face of a health care product salesman.

"My dear Mr. Gambling King, you shouldn't give up treatment, in this way, please allow me to show you palmistry in the ancient Oriental way of fortune-telling, let me help you analyze your condition, please stretch out your hand, thank you."

The second monk of the gambling king is confused, what is the situation?

Doesn't this girl know how to write the word fear? It's all taken to such a high air, doesn't she scream a few times? Look at your sister's palmistry!

Despite this, the gambling king still stretched out his left hand, not that he was not vigilant, but that he felt that Qian Mo couldn't run away at all in this situation.

I don't believe that she can play with flowers as a weak woman.

Mu Feifei, please give me the power to fool people with fortune tellers! Qian Mo shouted in his heart, and when he opened his eyes, he was like Mu Feifei possessing his body.

It's time to show the real skills of the second generation of fortune tellers.

"Your wisdom line is very long, and the end is bifurcated, which means that you are quite smart and eat by your brain..."

The ancient Orient always gives people a mysterious impression, although foreigners who do not believe in the supernatural power of fortune-telling, but they also know that this thing is very mysterious.

At the beginning, the gambling king still had the attitude of trying it out, wanting to see what Qian Mo could say, but found that what she said was all right!

In order to fool people, Qian Mo used all the eighteen kinds of martial arts, and then she saw that she had been messing with Mu Feifei since she was one year old.

"The base of your thumb, this is it, look at it, there are a lot of horizontal lines, which means that your stomach is not very good." Qian Mo pointed to the gambling king's hand and said.

The gambling king gasped, can you see this?

"What can you see here?"

Hehe, you believe that the fortune teller is stupid. Qian Mo capitalized in his heart, how many modern people have a good stomach? Just flicker a few words and believe it.

In fact, if the gambling king says that he has no gastrointestinal problems, and Qianmo still has the next sentence, then your parents must have a bad stomach.

And then they fool people as a matter of course.

How many people have no stomach problems now? If the gambling king didn't, Qian Mo said that his parents did, and asked him to pay attention to taking care of his stomach, because the disease that his parents inherited from him has potential genes.

"My mother started as a fortune teller, I learned a fur from her, I will calculate it for you today, if what I said is right, you will let me go down in a while and don't hurt me, how about it?"

The gambling king immediately agreed, but thought in his heart that it was impossible to let her go no matter what.

The master said that if the game can be won, he will ask Qianmo to be a "trophy", and as for how the master will harm Qianmo, he knows with his knees.

A man against a beautiful woman certainly can't be covered by a pure chat.

Although the gambling king is the nominal father-in-law of the master, but this kind of thing, everyone is a man, everyone understands it, is it a trick to harm the opponent, it is also a tactic, which can give Ni Dafa a heavy psychological blow, why not.

The gambling king is old, and some parts are not good, otherwise he still wants to follow the scourge.

This will promise Qian Mo on the lips, but it is just a delaying tactic, and the gambling king wants to see what tricks Qian Mo can play.

How could Qian Mo not know his thoughts, and said secretly in his heart: Old immortal, watch me play you to death!

"We call this line an emotional line, you see your emotional line, it's too complicated, it means that your feelings are more perfect, you always strive to do your best, and you've been on the road to pursue love all your life."

This panacea can be used on ninety-nine percent of men, and what man doesn't like beautiful women - except for Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei is the one percent, and he rarely loves men.

"What else can you see?" The gambling king didn't believe in Qianmo very much, but he was also interested in listening.

The person who can be the gambling king must be well versed in deception, and he has a very thorough grasp of human nature, and it is precisely because of this that the gambling king arrogantly feels that the little girl in front of him can't do anything to him.

"I can see a lot, don't be reluctant to listen to what I say, your emotional line is full of miscellaneous lines, and you are inattentive."

Qian Mo took out the information she found about the gambling king on the Internet and flickered.

Gradually, the gambling king began to concentrate.

He was getting closer and closer, and he could even smell the smell of the old man mixed with wine on him.

Trust her, that's not a Tomei second experience.

While fooling the gambling king and attracting his attention, Qian Mo picked up champagne to pour him wine, and took advantage of the gambling king's distraction to listen to her, Qian Mo clenched the wine bottle.

"I think you're curious, when did you die? I can even figure this out, do you want to know? ”

Who can not care about life or death, the gambling king immediately raised his head, and saw Qian Mo baring his teeth and revealing a beautiful smile.

"Your death... Now is the time! With that, he used all his strength to pick up the wine bottle and smash it at the old man's head.

Buddy! Don't blame my sister for being ruthless, who asked you to kidnap my sister - Qian Mo knocked the old man unconscious, put his hand under his nose, very good, and gasped.