"What am I doing? Look at the cards! He didn't turn his head, but Fang Lubai's voyeurism was actually seen through by him, so Fang Lubai slowly lifted the card, and finally put the card down.

"Place your bet." The dealer stretched out his right hand and said lightly.

"Slow." He stretched out his hand to stop the few people who had just wanted to bet, but the rest of them did not show impatience on their faces, but looked at him with some expectation.

The man glanced at the chips placed in front of Fang Lubai, and said slowly: "This brother has just entered the game, and he may not be very good at playing, so let's play a little bit, a handful of three hundred yuan, just be happy, don't you say?" ”

Looking at that smiling face, Fang Lubai didn't know what to say for a while, he threw the chips in front of him to the center: "The first round is followed, the cards are dealt." ”

The rest of the people naturally did not show weakness, and after a few rounds of following, the man sitting next to him opened his cards.

"Yo, I'm lucky, there are two pairs." He looked at Fang Lubai's hole cards with some curiosity, and then threw the cards on his table aside.

"Luck, luck." Fang Lubai said flatly, looking at a few people, and found that the few people sitting in front of him were all looking at the pile of cards with expressionless faces, or playing with the chips in front of them, but none of them cared about winning or losing at the table.

"Come again!" Somewhat unconvinced, he urged the dealer to deal the cards, and the game quickly continued.

"Ah, what bad luck!" The man said with some complaints, and then his eyes swept to Fang Lubai's table, only to find that Fang Lubai had won a lot this moment.

"It's just a game, why care so much about winning or losing." Looking at the increasing number of chips in front of him, Fang Lubai said lightly.

"Brother, what a blessing!" Looking at the pile of colorful coins piled up in front of Fang Lubai, the man couldn't help but praise.

"It's just a moment of luck, feng shui takes turns, maybe it will be at your house in a while."

"Well said!" After listening to Fang Lubai's words, he cheered up again, rubbing his hands and looking at the hole cards on the table.

The waiter who had just come over saw him so excited, and even froze in place for a while, looking at him with the red wine in his hand.

Fang Lubai noticed the fear in her eyes, secretly withdrew her gaze, and then looked at the two hole cards on the table.

The hole cards are an A and a 3, the biggest card and a small card, which is a more embarrassing card, Fang Lubai picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

"What, the cards aren't so good?" He saw Fang Lubai take a sip of the tea that had cooled, and asked Fang Lubai with raised eyebrows.

"Huh?" Fang Lu looked at him puzzled, he made any movement with his eyebrows, and his face was expressionless, how did he know that his hole cards were not good enough?

Seeing Fang Lubai's face showing surprise, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he whispered: "Do you know, you have a bad habit when playing cards."

After saying this, his head leaned slightly towards Fang Lubai, Fang Lubai subconsciously dodged to the side, but he didn't mind, but whispered: "When you play cards, you don't show any special looks on your face, but when you touch bad cards, you can't help but touch other things, or look elsewhere, this is a bad habit!"

He looked sideways at Fang Lubai and chuckled quietly, as if he had caught another child who was stealing candy, which made Fang Lubai feel a little uncomfortable, and he moved his waist uneasily.

"Look, I'm right, I feel uneasy, it seems that your attention is not on the table, why are your eyes always wandering around, are you looking for something?" After finishing speaking, he squinted at Fang Lubai and casually threw the chips in his hand on the table.

Looking at the man in front of him, Fang Lubai smelled a hint of danger, so Fang Lubai pretended to be calm and replied: "What can I find, didn't I come here just to play?" It's always boring to play the same game, and I always want to play something new. ”

"Something new?" He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Fang Lubai carefully.

"Want to play something new? Do you want to go up and try it? The man looked up and pointed to the stairs, signaling to Fang Lubai, but did not turn his head to ask the others.

"What's upstairs fun?"

"Look what you want to play, Old Tan, help me say hello, let's go upstairs!" After finishing speaking, a short man behind him walked slowly and made a gesture to signal Fang Lubai to go upstairs.

Looking at the figure that had already walked away, Fang Lubai asked the man named "Old Tan" with some hesitation: "I still have two friends here, can you let me talk to them first?"

"Are you talking about Miss Gu and another girl? Don't worry, we'll let you know later, and you'll be able to meet soon. The little man replied with a sharp voice.

Seeing that there was no way to refuse, Fang Lubai had no choice but to follow him and walk forward. Looking at the somewhat short man in front of him, Fang Lubai couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Tan, what should I call the one who just played cards with me?"

He looked at Fang Lubai in some surprise, Fang Lubai didn't know what to do for a while, so he had to stand behind him and stare at him directly. After a while, the little man said quietly, "You can just call him Mr. An."

"Mr. Ann?" Hearing this title, Fang Lubai muttered secretly, and then stood at the stairs, looking at the group of gamblers below throwing chips, Fang Lubai couldn't help but shake his head.

"Okay, Mr. An is there, you can go over by yourself, I'll go and prepare something." Without waiting for Fang Lubai to speak, the little man turned around and went directly into a door, leaving Fang Lubai standing alone at the door.

"Since you're here, you can't come here in vain." After making up his mind, Fang Lubai walked towards the man surnamed An.

At this time, he was sitting on a sofa in the hall, with a box of cigars in front of the table, and a trace of tobacco leaves slipped from the silver-white cigar cutter.

"Would you like one?" He held up the cigar and motioned for Fang Lubai to bring one. Fang Lubai waved his hand, and then sat next to him.

It seemed that the cigar in his hand had been trimmed to look ugly, and he threw it aside, and he took another one out of the box and trimmed it without raising his head.

The cigar was bitten by his mouth, and a stream of flames burst out from the silver-white lighter, and through the faint smoke, a sentence came: "What are you three doing here?"

"Come here, of course you're here to play, isn't Boss An welcome?" Fang Lubai raised his eyebrows, then took out his cigarette case from his pocket, slowly took out a cigarette, and looked at him with some curiosity.

Hearing this, his brows furrowed: "How do you know that I am the boss here?"