The 'Little Fish' cruise ship is one of the most luxurious cruise ships in Victoria Harbour, with an indoor recreation hall covering an area of thousands of square meters and a variety of entertainment facilities.

Mr. Shao is not interested in playing things, so he can play mahjong and bridge, and he has to be patient.

At this moment, Mr. Shao was sitting at the mahjong table, opposite his little fox cub, his lower abdomen had risen slightly, and he was leaning on the chair in a comfortable posture.

It's just that the two people sitting on the left and right hands are not very good, one has broken the corners of his mouth, the other has swollen cheeks, and his hair is messy as if he has just blown the sea breeze.

"If you want to play, you can play big, what's the point of hundreds of millions, the high seas have arrived, if you don't gamble on tens or tens of billions, I'm sorry for the sister-in-law's group." Young Master Song spoke viciously, drooping his eyelids, and looked disdainful of Fu Yanci.

Miss Qiao Er's posture was very comfortable, and she watched coldly, the two of them had just fought, and she didn't answer the conversation, so as not to get involved in the 'open and secret fight' between the two people.

Fu Yanci snorted and laughed, and the person who has always been gentle and elegant seems to be more energetic: "I still took out tens of billions, but, Second Young Master Song, can you take it?" ”

In a word, the little young master Song blushed directly, and he couldn't tell whether he was beaten or in a hurry, as if he had been stepped on by someone's tail, he raised his head and stared at Fu Yanci: "Grandpa, I have never lost playing mahjong!" ”

"What if I lose?" Fu Yanci was still very calm, not babbling like Little Master Song, just sitting calmly on the chair.

Mr. Shao and Miss Qiao Er watched the excitement, no one spoke up, and they had no intention of persuading peace, after all, the relationship between these two people who were fighting had always been good, maybe they would be 'fighting at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed'.

"No whatever!" Young Master Song's tone was firm, "Even if I lose, I will definitely not rely on your account!" ”

"That's what you said." Fu Yanci seemed to be waiting for his words.

Young Master Song slapped the table, and the waiter next to him immediately opened a game, and the mahjong tiles were all placed, and the waiters retreated to the side.

Little Master Song sat in the village, and after only two laps, Fu Yan resigned, pushed down the mahjong cards, and then smiled at Little Master Song very 'amiable', "Agreed." ”

One is two million, Little Master Song is the banker, double the loss, he doesn't have to do it himself, the waiter has already put the chips from Little Master Song's box into Fu Yanci's box.

Young Master Song's angry face turned green, and he was still saying cruel words: "As the old saying goes, I'd rather be beaten than be beaten up, Mr. Fu, please do it." ”

Young Master Song is used to eating, drinking, and having fun, and if he doesn't have two lessons with his fox friends and dog friends one day, and when he doesn't win a lot of money, he doesn't believe it, a Fu Yanci who only knows work, he can't win him.

It's just that the next few handfuls are basically Fu Yanci and Miss Qiao Er taking turns to win cards, and Young Master Song scratched his head and ears anxiously, and his eyes were spitting fire.

"Today is really bad luck!" Little Master Song muttered angrily.

Fu Yan didn't move, and continued to push the cards down: "Hu." ”

Young Master Song has already lost hundreds of millions, and his usual pocket money is only a few million, which is already beyond the range he can bear, but if he lives for a breath, he has to fight even if he is 'bankrupt'.

"That's pretty much it." Mr. Shao opened his mouth, he was tired of playing, he had no patience, and the excitement was almost over.

Young Master Song didn't give up: "No, we must fight to the end today!" No one is allowed to leave! ”

Before he finished speaking, the sea seemed to be a wave, and the cruise ship leaned to the side, and even poured a few mahjong tiles.

"What's the situation?" Young Master Song looked confused.

Before he could finish speaking, someone came over to report: "Shao Sheng, a huge ship in front of us is blocking our way. ”

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