"Aren, no! That michael    chan made an appointment with four people in the morning, but he couldn't make an appointment with him at all!"

"Didn't you tell him that I am the successor of the Gambling Immortal?"

"Oh! I didn't even see him, why did I tell him! He brought a bodyguard, it was very fierce, I couldn't get close to him at all!"

"So arrogant?"

"Yes! I think the god of gambling Gao Jin may not be as big as theirs!"

"Okay, I understand."

Changmao came out of the bathroom and walked towards the hall. There were already many people coming to the hall.

There were seven or eight gambling tables in the hall. Before the event started, there were already gamblers who were itchy and shouting at each other.

"Hmph! What's the great thing about gambling god? I don't believe he is that god!"

A loud voice was shouting loudly at a gambling table, very abruptly.

The long-haired ears moved slightly and walked towards the other side.

"That's not what it means. Since they are known as the God of Gambling, then it's the truth of someone else. Otherwise, how could they win every gambling?"

Someone retorted, and the fat man with a loud voice spoke again, and Changmao walked closer to see clearly, but he was a fat man with a small face and small eyes.

"You will win every bet? You are just a cheater. Otherwise, how could anyone win every bet?"

The fat man curled his lips arrogantly and said, "I, Dai Anfeng, just look down on those guys who are famous. The bad guy named Michael     Chan will come later. Let me see how I expose him and make him embarrass him!"

The gambler beside him shook his head and dispersed when he heard this, and then he left clean in a short while.

"What are you going? Am I wrong?"

Dai Anfeng watched them disperse in surprise, and couldn't help but become angry and scolded loudly: "A little cheater has been praised as a god by you, you are such a group of fools!"

The crowd dispersed, and the long hair that still stayed in place seemed a little abrupt.

Seeing him, Diane Feng's eyes lit up: "My friend, do you think what I said makes sense?"

Changmao sat at the table, looked at him and asked with a smile: "My friend, do you have any opinions on the god of gambling or on the gambling technique?"

Dai Anfeng sat down with a chuckling, picked up the cigar and sucked it, and said in a smoky manner: "I have no objection to anyone. I just don't like someone to make special, but I really don't believe in gambling techniques, listen to dice cups, and remember cards. Humph! If you give a thousand, you will give a thousand. You pretend to be a fool, you're a fool?"

Changmao laughed: "Friend, your blow is a bit too big!"

"What? According to your opinion, do you understand some so-called gambling techniques?"

Dai Anfeng looked at him squintedly and said disdainfully: "At a young age, he has gone through evil ways and be careful of being punished!"

"I have been retribution and have a son with a very stinky mouth."

Changmao smiled and said something to him.

"you!"

Diane Feng's face collapsed. He knew that he was scolding him, but it was not easy to get angry. He snorted and said, "Since you know gambling skills, do you dare to show off your hands?"

"sure!"

Changmao smiled and spread her hands: "But I have limited time, so I can only play with you."

"good!"

Dai Anfeng slapped the table and said loudly: "Let's just play, limit one hundred thousand. If you can beat me one million, I will accept you!"

"Okay! What do you want to play?"

"How about blackjack?"

"I can do it."

"How many decks of cards are played?"

"It's up to you!"

"Then let's have four mates!"

Dai Anfeng reached out to the dealer and shouted: "Get four new cards!"

The dealer did as he said. The gambler who had already dispersed aside suddenly found that the loud voice of this long-lost man with a long hair was actually quarreling with a young man with a long hair. He couldn't help but gathered up to watch the fun.

Seeing this, Changmao suddenly smiled and said, "It's better to increase the difficulty. How about you deal the cards?"

"real?"

Diane Feng laughed and held the card in his hand, saying to him: "This is what you said, don't regret it!"

As he said that, he patted the shuffled card in front of Changmao and said generously: "Check the card!"

It seems familiar!

Changmao sighed secretly, and casually checked the card, nodded and said, "No problem."

Dai Anfeng stuffed the card into the dealer, sent two cards to the hair, and sent one to himself. He opened it confidently, and it was a square q card, the top card, which counted 10 points.

Changmao raised his hand and lifted two cards, and it was two grass flowers a.

He smiled and said, "I will dismantle the card."

Dai Anfeng posted two more pictures, and he opened them again, and there were two more square pictures a.

“Wow?”

Diane Feng was stunned.

"Another a, what's the situation?"

The gamblers on the side couldn't help but whisper.

"Disassemble again."

Changmao suppressed his smile, and he finally realized the feeling of Fernan using this move when facing him.

So cool!

Dai Anfeng sent out four more cards, Changmao raised his hand and said, "Do you want to drive it?"

"I'll drive it!"

Diane Feng couldn't wait to reach out and lift the four cards in front of him, and there were four more a.

"Wow! Eight a cards were released in a row, but this card was not washed away, right?"

Diane Feng's face changed and felt uncomfortable. He wanted to accuse Changmao of making a thousand, but he washed the cards himself and also gave them. Even if he opened the cards, he would also give them a thousand.

"Another part."

Changmao picked up his arms and smiled brightly.

This trick taught by Master is really useful!

Dai Anfeng had a dark face and sent out eight more cards, which opened one after another, and it turned out that there were indeed the remaining eight a cards.

"What are you doing?"

"Is this a joke?"

"Where is there anyone who directly sends sixteen a tickets? Isn't this a reshuffle?"

The gamblers on the side couldn't help but mutter.

Dai Anfeng's face turned red and he was about to spit out blood when he heard the discussion behind him.

"Disassemble again."

The long hair spit out two words lightly.

Dai Anfeng's eyes were red, and he separated the cards. Before Changmao could open his mouth, he sent out the sixteen cards and opened them one by one.

Grass flowers 8, square pieces 7, red peach j, grass flowers 10...

It was scattered, with sixteen decks of cards being filled, and the smallest deck also had fifteen points.

"Do you deal with the license?"

Changmao raised his chin.

Dai Anfeng glanced at the dealer, pulled out one, lifted it up and threw it on the table, shouting, "Master!"

Bar!

A square piece 3.

His face turned pale, Dai Anfeng stared at Changmao, suddenly pointed at him and shouted angrily: "You give me a thousand!"

"Hey! Brother, don't swear by people? You wash the cards and you send them out. You also drive the cards. Why are I making a thousand yuan?"

Changmao shrugged and said, "You didn't wash out the cards yourself, right?"

"How is that possible?"

Diane Feng panted and gritted his teeth and said, "Stop timid me! I have also seen the magician make the white tiger fly up! Although I can't see how you make a thousand, you make a thousand!"

"If you say that, I can't do anything."

Changmao spread his hands and said, "If you can't afford to lose, it won't be fine. This card doesn't count, goodbye!"

"Wait a moment!"

Dai Anfeng called him with a dark face, took out a check book from his shirt pocket, wrote a check worth 1.6 million yuan, and threw it to Changmao.

Long Hai poked out her fingers, caught them steadily, bounced them, and said with a smile: "Thank you!"
Chapter completed!