One thousand five hundred thirty-six - seven chapters(2/2)
Within a few words, Ronaldinho arrived. She was a woman in her thirties, with an average appearance. So the gambling game officially began. Wei Minghe pushed Chen Taizhong onto the field, but he sat behind him and watched.
Chen Taizhong also played with golden flowers, and even disabled one of the hands of a guy named "Lao Liu". But that time he acted like that because he deliberately made the other person look bad, but this time it was not necessary.
His gameplay is similar to Xu Chunliang's. He must hide every hand. After three turns, he will raise his hand to look at the cards. If the card is good, he will follow it. If the card is bad, he will fly away. He is very confident but plays conservatively.
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However, his luck was pretty good. After an hour, he actually won more than 400,000 yuan. Ronaldinho played very hard beside him, but he was so unlucky that he lost almost 600,000 yuan. He was so annoyed that he couldn't help but smoke.
Ronaldinho smoked slender lady cigarettes, and he seemed to be quite addicted to cigarettes. Chen Taizhong looked at a circle of cigarettes and felt a little bored. Who would have thought that he was not angry yet, so Ronaldinho had already spoken, "I said
Director Wei, your friend's style of playing cards is different from yours."
She is also a master who dares to play cards when she has a king. In the past, with Wei Minghe's support, the two of them could squeeze out some big names, but Chen Taizhong came up and played well and even a little stingy, leaving her alone to play.
It was quite fierce, and I was stepped on a few times, which made me feel really depressed.
It’s okay for women to play cards, but why do they have so many problems? Chen Taizhong was annoyed, but he felt that these people were really not worthy of his anger. He didn’t say much. He picked up the handbag on one side, put his hand in, and then took it out.
At that time, I already had a huge single-wrapped cigar in my hands - you are not the only ones who smoke.
This cigar was thick and big, with a diameter of more than two centimeters. Chen Taizhong didn't know what brand it was, but he just saw such a cigar. The way others looked at him was immediately different. Mr. Li laughed and said, "
Xiao Chen, what you are holding... is a cannon, right?"
"Casablanca?" Wei Minghe is a man who knows what's good. He laughed when he saw this, "I didn't expect you to be so good at this, Taizhong. Is there any more?"
"There's more." Chen Taizhong stretched out his hand and took out another box and handed it to him. He also pulled out a small alcohol lamp and took out a small silver ring, but it was a cigar cutter - he had never smoked one.
It's a cigar, but I saw Nangong Maomao smoke it before, so I know how to do this.
"Ha, you are really well prepared." Wei Minghe took the cigar with a smile, raised his hand and took out an exquisite lighter, lit the alcohol lamp, unpacked the cigar, and used pliers to cut off the tail. Slowly
It was baked on top.
When it was almost roasted, he was about to put it in his mouth, but Chen Taizhong grabbed the cigar with his hands and lit it on the lamp without hesitation. "Well, this one belongs to me. If you want to smoke it, smoke it.
That one."
"My heart..." Wei Minghe was stunned for a second, thinking that no one has ever enjoyed the cigars I smoked except my old man. But then he thought, forget it, I won't tell you the truth. "
One service costs one hundred thousand."
Chen Taizhong didn't bother to care about his thoughts. He picked up his cigar and took one puff after another. His lung capacity was much larger than that of ordinary people. Within two minutes, the entire table was filled with mist, as if he was in a thick fog.
The cigar is a good cigar, and it tastes really good. But no one else can stand it when he smokes it like this. Someone immediately said, "Brother, can you smoke it slower? You are almost making me shed tears."
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"This is my lucky cigar. The more you clap, the more prosperous it becomes," Chen Taizhong replied with a smile. But in his heart, he snorted, "Heng, you are not the only ones who know how to smoke in these circles."
Even though Ronaldinho is a heavy smoker, he still can't bear the foreign stuff. He keeps smoking one after another. Hearing what he said, he couldn't help but snort, "No matter how strong your hand is, you still don't have Director Wei's heroic spirit in playing cards."
"Who doesn't know how to be heroic?" Chen Taizhong snorted. Without looking at the covered cards, he put the chips in his hand on the table, "Three rounds of dark are enough, right? I didn't even look at it. Ming and 200,000
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To be precise, he didn't pick up the cards to look at them. But that day's sight was not for nothing. The ace, q, and mouth of spades killed the whole table. What's especially rare is that the others also had straights and kings.
Flower, this card is too small.
Chapter completed!