Mak Qihao has already made it clear that the thoughts of everyone on the field: General Mo is determined to participate, and Liu Billy's son participating in his personal name is an accident, and it does not constitute a threat. Liu Fanfang's three families all knew very well that the safest thing to do tonight was to let the Cui family fend for themselves.

So none of them will jump out and answer.

Only Cui Feng didn't know the height of the sky, and asked Mai Qihao rhetorically: "The status of the four major families can't be offset by 100 million yuan, right?" You're too..."

"Because I can't lose!" Mai Qihao interrupted him and looked at Cui Shuishui: "Although the person who won the gambling king is also from your Cui family, it's a pity that he no longer exists!" ”

Yes, the only person who won Nie Wanhong in Fengcheng was Lu Hai.

Although Liu Xingzhu was not present last time, that game has become a classic passed down by word of mouth in Fengcheng, and he naturally won't know it. As a result, I admired Lu Hai more and more: in Liu Xingzhu's mind, Lu Hai has become a mysterious existence as Mr. Han's island.

So hearing Mai Qihao's sarcasm about Lu Hai, Liu Xingzhu was very unhappy and snorted: "Rory, let's be wordy, like a girl, do you want to play?" ”

As soon as Song Dong heard this, he raised his iron arm and roared and was about to rush over, but was stopped by Mai Qihao.

Mak Qihao smiled at Liu Xingzhu and said: "I know that you never use a penny from old Billy, are you enough to gamble?" We adults play by the billion. ”

"Don't worry about it, take care of your dog, so many dogs don't go to play together, why do you bring it up?"

In a word, Song Dong was so angry that he smoked seven holes and jumped like fried shrimp. Sister Song Ting glared at him fiercely, raised her chin, and motioned for him to go out and calm down.

Song Dong gritted his teeth and stopped making a sound.

The dealer is officially dealt.

A brand new, unopened poker flight into the air with a "snap"! The plastic envelope exploded in the air, and the fifty-five cards were like an elongated spring, one of which did not leak back into the dealer's hand, and then spread out on the table to form a beautiful semicircle.

The dealer picks up the last card with his little finger and flicks it slightly, and the card is turned over from the bottom like a wave. Drawing out the big and small ghosts and advertising cards, the dealer took back the cards, and used "Rivrou" as the starting formula, and changed eight shuffling techniques within ten seconds, before sending light and dark cards to each house in turn.

In the first game, everyone was more cautious, and in the end, Fan Yunfei won a small 6 million yuan with two pairs.

In order to prevent the players from counting their cards, each deck is played only two rounds, and a new one is played immediately. After the eighth inning, the situation on the court began to become a little clearer. There is no surprise, except for the Cui family, who lost nearly half of the chips, there are no big ups and downs for the others.

Nie Wanhong had already built a small hill in front of him.

Mak Qihao took a cigar in his mouth with satisfaction, and suddenly said to Cui Shuishui: "Miss Shuishui, it's time to go, the director over there has already notified him to be ready for filming." ”

Cui Shuishui glanced at the mother-in-law beside her, but Grandma Cui Ni's face did not fluctuate at all.

"The old lady is accompanied, you concentrate on work." Mak Qihao said again.

Outside the glass curtain wall, thunder and lightning have been synchronized.

A helicopter has just landed on the rooftop.

Helpless, sad, afraid.

Cui Shuishui lowered his head, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and stood up.

Mai Qihao smiled wickedly and said to Nie Wanhong: "I have to do serious things, it's up to you here, win to win, don't be too cruel to our old cha." ”

Cha Ren grinned and said, "I'm a small fish, it's not enough." ”

Cui Shuishui couldn't hear anything clearly, and walked to the door silently.

She knew she had no choice. Even if he agreed to be his aunt and wife Fan Yunfei, he would not help himself get rid of this debt.

Next month will be Cui Shuishui's twenty-fifth birthday.

"Wait!" Someone on the field suddenly shouted.