"Huh."

Zhao Yan responded with a sneer, who gave you the courage to say that you are a beauty, now it is a death gamble, either you die, or I live.

There is no second possibility, I Zhao Yan said!

The third card Zhao Yan is still 10, a pair of bright faces, the woman is a K, and different suits, Zhao Yan decisively raised three.

"You!"

Playing so big, can't you not raise? The woman looked at her hole cards again and chose to give up.

"Then you're welcome."

Zhao Yan withdrew the chips, this one won her two, even a blunt knife can grind to death.

Then it's interesting, Zhao Yan raised every time, the cards are good to add more, and the cards are less to add one, there is a game of women's cards that are obviously very big, but they dare not raise, Leng is only won four.

An hour later, Zhao Yan already had 33 chips in her hand, while the woman only had 7 left.

People who lose a lot generally don't want to talk, women are like this, after playing more than a dozen games, Zhao Yan has figured out her character, and she is indeed very stable, not that the big cards are not added, and the cards are not good, at most with one hand, it is a pity to die.

In this game, Zhao Yan looked at the hole cards, looked at the chips on the women's table, and directly raised 6 pieces, which is also the number of chips in the woman's hand, plus the ante bet, it is stud.

The woman's eyes were red, her little hands were shaking, and she was crying.

"Woo, I hate you, I hate you!"

Zhao Yan is too lazy to care about her, do you hate to have something to do with me.

Folded two games in a row, the woman is not a fool, knowing that if it goes on like this, she will be directly grinded to death, when Zhao Yan stud again, the woman said fiercely: "Fight hard, who is afraid of whom!" ”

She threw all the chips down, and her tearful eyes didn't look at the cards, but stared at Zhao Yan deadly.

"Look at what I'm doing, look at the cards."

"Ahh I won't let you go, I wish you a place to die in your next nightmare! ”

Zhao Yan: ......

Well, the dungeon pulls a cushion, don't blame her.

"Thank you."

Zhao Yan said.

Since everyone else has blessed it, of course we have to thank it.

Five cards are down, Zhao Yan directly opened the hole card, the card is not big, only a pair of J, the woman is even weaker, not even a pair, all are loose cards.

"I won't let you go, you demon, you don't want to die!"

Is this hysteria? The woman opened her teeth and claws and wanted to pounce, but her body was fixed on the chair and she could only wield it weakly.

Zhao Yan closed his eyes.

"It's over."

He didn't watch the woman dissipate, nor did he look at the table again, his heart was extremely calm.

The time above the room was frozen, the game was over, the winner was divided, and only Zhao Yan was left to sit quietly.

"Aren't you going to teleport back?"

Zhao Yan opened his eyes and looked into the sky, only to see that the timer disappeared and something appeared.

It turned out to be a pair of red eyes!

His eyes opened, and a blazing red light shot out, rushing straight into his eyes before Zhao Yan could come back to his senses.

"Ahh

His eyes were burned by the fire, as if his whole soul was burning, and he fainted directly.

When he woke up again, he was greeted by a familiar ceiling, and what he didn't know was that the moment he opened his eyes, two red streaks flashed and disappeared.

Zhao Yan got up, came to the window like a puppet, and opened the curtains.

"It's dawning again."

Although this nightmare is not as escape as the previous two times, the danger level is also not low, and if other people's nightmares are the same as him, then there are three-quarters fewer people in this world.

"Hehe, it's getting more and more interesting."

In just two months, the world has changed dramatically.

As for the pair of red eyes that appeared at the end of the gambling game, he didn't know what it was, maybe it was the so-called black hand.

There was nothing unusual about him, he washed up and went out, and this time, the town was really quiet.

"So many people disappeared in just three times."

After walking for a long time, he was stunned and saw no one, and sat down on the grass in the park, this silent town brought him great pressure.

Flipping through the phone, his eyes froze, and grief welled up in his heart.

"Zhang Yi ......"

"You kid didn't get away with it after all."

His contact information could no longer be found on his phone, and he was missing from the photo.

At this moment, he realized how lonely he was, if he really couldn't see people, he didn't have to wait for the nightmare to come a month later, and he would probably go crazy.

In the mobile phone address book, there was only one number left, Zhao Yan couldn't wait to dial it, and the phone rang twice and it was connected.

"Hey."

The voice came, like a dream that had just woken up, with a bit of laziness, a bit of charm, and a hint of surprise.

"Sister Zhou."

The owner of this number is none other than his college counselor, Zhou Huixin.

"Hehe, why did the handsome man come up with me."

"I just miss you."

Zhao Yan really misses her very much, to be precise, he misses everyone he is familiar with.

Brother Zhang, Xiaoxiao, Yu Ying, Yu Guang, Zhang Yi, as well as neighbors, friends, and classmates.

It's a pity that they're all gone.

"I miss you too."

"Where is Sister Zhou now?"

"Why do you want to come and see me?"

"Well, I just want to see you."

"I want to see my video."

"Is it convenient?"

"It's convenient for you all the time."

As soon as the voice fell, the video request was sent, and Zhao Yan clicked to connect.

What catches the screen is a beautiful face, hair scattered down the cheeks, and sexy thin lips with a sweet smile, which is even more seductive.

At this moment, Zhou Huixin was lying on the bed, a white short-sleeved neckline was wide open, and it was beautiful.

"Is my sister good-looking?"

"Beautiful."

Zhao Yan's gaze moved downwards and fell on her face again, and at this moment he wanted to imprint the woman's appearance deeply into his mind.

The two had a lot of ambiguities in college, the age difference was only five or six years old, they were both young people, Zhao Yan, as the class leader, often dealt with her, but Zhou Huixin got married in her junior year, and it was a family affair arranged by the family, and the two rarely interacted.

However, he heard that he was divorced again when he graduated, but he didn't ask the reason, Zhao Yan was busy with the company's affairs at that time.

Freshman entrepreneur, with billions of assets in four years, can be described as a man of the year in the school, and he is also handsome, and there are not too many women who love him.

Of course, Zhou Huixin is no exception, her appearance is quite outstanding, but the age gap has always been a hurdle in her heart, and she has not dared to take the initiative to contact Zhao Yan after she retired.

Now that she has been divorced for a few years, she has always pretended to be Zhao Yan in her heart, but she didn't expect to take the initiative to contact her today.

"Hee-hee, my sister misses you too."

I silently added a sentence in my heart, and I have been thinking about it for many years.