The strongest god selection system

Chen Fan seemed to turn a blind eye to the ridicule and contempt of the three young princes.

He naturally knew that no matter if it was five rounds or fifty rounds, it was impossible for him to lose to He Shengming.

Because, when he responded to Wei Guoming, the voice of the system had already sounded in Chen Fan's mind:
[The host has completed the task, and the rewards are being distributed. 】

[The reward was issued successfully, the host is now the God of Gamblers. 】

"Haha..." At that moment, Chen Fan couldn't help being overjoyed, and he almost couldn't laugh out loud.

What this means, naturally no one is more clear than him.

This means that he is now the God of Gamblers, not to mention He Shengming, the son of a mere gambling king, even if the gambling king himself appears here, in terms of gambling skills, it is impossible for him to be his opponent.

"He Chengming, right? You'll be waiting to take off all your clothes in a while, ha ha."

Chen Fan sneered in his heart.

The young man had already left his seat, and Chen Fan sat down on his seat with a relaxed look.

The four started playing mahjong.

Under the watchful eyes of Mu Xin and everyone else, when more than ten minutes passed, a word came out of Chen Fan's mouth, and everyone was stunned.

Indeed, Chen Fan called out a word softly from his mouth:
"Hu."

That's right, Chen Fan won this round.

And it seemed that Chen Fan won easily and without difficulty.

Moreover, the short time it took also made everyone else stunned for a while.

A game of mahjong, at least, should take about 10 minutes, but what is going on now, only ten minutes have passed.

This round of mahjong is over.

And it's still Chen Fanhu.

"You, you." The three young princes looked at Chen Fan with a dumbfounded look, in disbelief.

From their point of view, even if Chen Fan can play mahjong, it is impossible for him to be the opponent of the gambling king's son.

But what is the truth.

Chen Fan actually won, and even made a fool of himself.

This is simply a completely impossible thing to happen.

"Hmph." A cold snort came from the mouth of one of the young sons, and he looked at Chen Fan coldly and said, "Well, you brazen boy, you dare to cheat when you play mahjong with us, what do you think? Are you looking for death, someone here, drag this kid out, and beat him up severely."

Although the man in the suit and sunglasses had already stood up, there was a hint of panic in his eyes as he looked towards Chen Fan.

Indeed, until now, he hadn't figured out why he couldn't catch Chen Fan. In his feeling, Chen Fan was like a feather floating in mid-air, and he couldn't catch it at all.

But at the same time, he could also feel very clearly that Chen Fan's strength was also extraordinary. That kick on his body made him feel as if he had been hit by a big truck.

At this time, the young son asked someone to come over and beat Chen Fan up, how could he dare to do it again.

Right now, not only the man in the suit and sunglasses didn't dare to do anything, but the other five bodyguards in the box also seemed to be intimidated by Chen Fan, and they also didn't dare to do anything to Chen Fan.

"A bunch of trash, didn't you hear what I said?" The young man couldn't help being furious:
"Or are your ears deaf? Do it, beat this kid up. This kid dared to play mahjong with us. If I don't beat him up, I won't get rid of my hatred."

"Uh." Seeing that the young man seemed extremely furious, the bodyguards were a little panicked, but they had no choice but to attack Chen Fan.

"I'm cheating? Which eye of yours saw me cheating? You have to be justified in what you say and do," Chen Fan said with a sneer.

Naturally, he was not afraid of anyone here at all, including these bodyguards.

But he didn't want to be wronged for no reason.

The young son was confident: "If you didn't cheat, how could you win us, let alone win the gambling king's youngest son, Mr. He, this is simply impossible."

Chen Fan sneered: "Is the youngest son of the King of Gamblers amazing? May I ask if Mr. He you are talking about is the God of Gamblers?"

"You." Everyone present couldn't help being stunned when they heard Chen Fan's words.

Chen Fan looked directly at He Chengming: "Young Master He, what do you think, do you think you are the God of Gamblers?"

He Chengming also couldn't help but sneered: "What do you mean by that? You mean, you can't win you unless you are the God of Gamblers? Ha ha."

What He Chengming never expected was that other people naturally did not expect it either. Chen Fan nodded and said:
"That's right, unless the God of Gamblers appears, it is possible to win me, otherwise, no one is my opponent."

"You. Haha." He Chengming was stunned subconsciously, followed by a burst of laughter coming from He Chengming's mouth.

He Chengming laughed out loud as if he heard a big joke, tears almost fell out.

"Boy, you are not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue, you just don't know what it means."

"Who do you think you are? Do you think you are the God of Gamblers?"

The other three young princes were also startled, and then looked at Chen Fan with mocking expressions on their faces, and spoke one after another.

Chen Fan said directly: "No matter what you say or say, if you lose, you lose. This is already an iron-clad fact, even if you don't accept it, there is nothing you can do. Everyone..."

Chen Fan's eyes slowly swept over He Chengming and the other three people: "Since you have already lost, then admit your bet obediently and admit defeat, why, the son of a dignified gambling king can't even do such a simple thing as willing to bet and admit defeat Come on, if it gets out, the person who will be ashamed is not me, but you."

"You." He Chengming was taken aback. Although he had indeed lost to Chen Fan, he felt angry for a while, but at the same time, he had to admit that what Chen Fan said was indeed somewhat reasonable.

"Okay, you're lucky in this round, and you beat us by luck." He Chengming gritted his teeth at Chen Fan: "But you just won the first round, you don't want to be complacent, there are four rounds left, when the time comes, I think you lose so much that you can't even keep your own pants. Hmph."

In the end, He Chengming snorted coldly. Although he was extremely reluctant, he still took off his coat.

Since even He Shengming was willing to gamble and lose, the other two naturally took off their coats as well.