My son became a villain licking a dog

If you just leave like this, with your own situation just now, you will definitely be suspicious.

What's more, Chen Feifei was still at the side, constantly reminding everyone that thinking of the boss behind the ship, he felt his legs go limp, and sat back in his seat. .

"Since you want to gamble, let's play with you. There are always people who are not afraid of death and want to lose money to me."

The young man in a white suit said bravely.

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Chapter 064 Lost All (One More)

The young man in a white suit is called Liang Hui. He is a group of people who are in a panic now. If he is fully sure, he is of course willing to stay and gamble with Chen Feifei.

But now that the croupier has been replaced, he doesn't know whether to win or lose, and the next outcome will depend entirely on luck.

"I don't believe that you are so lucky that you can win all the chips on my table!" Liang Hui felt a sense of ruthlessness in his heart.

In such a large crowd, surrounded by cameras, he didn't dare to play tricks, so he could only connect with the croupier secretly, and manipulated the cards from the beginning, so that he could win a lot of money.

"Why, are you willing to sit down?" Chen Feifan threw out five of the chips in front of him.

Each 1000 million is 5000 million at once.

Liang Hui's eyebrows trembled, and he bit the bullet and followed up with five chips.

Several people on the same brand saw that they were playing so big, and finally two of them ran away, and only one stayed.

Then came the dealing of the cards. Chen Feifan didn't even need to look at the cards. He put his hands behind his head, leaned on the chair, and shook his legs.

Every time the price increases, he will follow without hesitation, no matter how much it is, and no matter what card the opponent shows.

In the first game alone, the chips on the table totaled almost [-] million.

Whether it was Liang Hui or the wealthy passer-by next to him, cold sweat was already breaking out on his face.

Staring at the hole card in his hand, Liang Hui seemed to see the size of the hole card, opened it suddenly, and shouted excitedly: "Three Qs, haha, I don't believe you can be bigger than me!"

The excitement in his eyes was simply indescribable. He never expected that his luck would still be so good without the dealer.

This is not making a movie, three queens are already very big, if placed on a normal poker table, it is almost a kill.

The passer-by gambler suddenly dropped his cards, gritted his teeth and stood up.

Obviously lost.

He didn't dare to continue playing at this poker table, because the bet was too big. According to this way of playing, within half an hour, he would go bankrupt.

Liang Hui looked at Chen Feifei, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said with a cold smile: "You are playing cards, why, are you afraid of losing?"

"I'm not afraid of losing, but I'm afraid of winning too hard, and you ran away." Chen Feifei casually opened his hole cards.

When all the bottom cards were turned out, three kings appeared in front of everyone, only one card higher than Liang Hui.

But it was enough to make Liang Hui slump down on the stool in fright. Even if he was killed, he would never have imagined that Chen Feifan could actually draw three K's.

After coming here to play for so long, it was the first time for him to see two threes at the same table at the same time.

"Mr. Chen wins!" The croupier who dealt the cards pushed all the chips in front of Chen Feifan.

Chen Feifei yawned and leaned back on the chair with a drowsy expression.

The second inning started.

Chen Feifei still had the original expression, as if the chips on the table were only a few tens of dollars, not five or six billion.

Chen Feifan's expression made Liang Hui sullen, staring at his own cards, and gave up several times in a row.

He finally got a good card, excitedly began to increase his bets, and shouted silently.

"Follow! Follow, don't you like to follow? I told you to follow without any underwear left!"

really.

Chen Feifei still called, regardless of whether Liang Song's bet was [-] million or [-] million, Chen Feifan would push out the chips without hesitation.

"open!"

The croupier glanced at their cards and said, "Mr. Chen, win!"

This time, the terrifying four tens appeared in Chen Feifan's card, which directly drove Liang Hui crazy.

He glanced at himself, a pair of aces and a pair of fives, shaking the hand holding the cards, then swallowed, forced himself to pick up the drink beside him, and took a sip.

"No, isn't it just a few hundred million? I can still afford to lose."

In fact.

Liang Hui's heart was extremely uncomfortable. Although he usually cooperated with the croupiers, he played very small games, at most hundreds of thousands to 100 million. This time, the reason why he dared to play so big was entirely because Ye Nan paid for it. , There are at least nearly [-] million of these chips, which were given to him by Ye Nan.

Not counting the hands he folded, just the last two rounds, he lost almost [-] million.

Not only did he put in all the money he had won before, but he also lost [-] million that Ye Nan gave him.

If Ye Nan found out about this, wouldn't he be abolished?

Gollum!

He swallowed, not knowing whether to continue, or to leave immediately.

He wants to leave, but in the current situation, if he leaves, he doesn't know how Ye Nan will deal with him. If he loses [-] million, he loses, and if he loses [-] million, he loses.

He could tell that Chen Feifan played all his games with luck, he didn't even look at the cards, and just showed the cards every time.

It is impossible for him to be so lucky...

One more game, as long as the four hundred million that Ye Nan gave is enough, I will stop playing.

As if there was a demon in his heart bewitching him, Liang Hui finally couldn't help but slapped the table and shouted: "Deal the cards, why are you still standing there, deal the cards quickly, I don't believe I can't beat him!"

Next, Liang Hui didn't dare to play so big anymore, and began to slowly reduce his bets. If Chen Feifei raised suddenly, he would stop in time.

But even so, the more he played, the colder Liang Hui's heart became. Losing, still losing, keep losing.

Ever since Chen Feifei sat down, he hadn't won a single hand. He watched the betting chips decrease little by little in front of him, his heart was beating violently, and his whole body was hovering on the verge of fear.

But he was still shouting to deal cards, because he had reached the point of no return, and there was no way out.

He lost until the chips in front of him were running out, and when it was no longer enough for a hand of cards, he finally sat down in front of the stool with his eyes glazed over.

His hands are vertical in the air, and under his feet, there is a half-smoked cigar, and beside him is a cigarette case that has already been emptied, and the wine that he drank glass after glass.