Cheng Fan did not tell them about Old Man Li’s luck.

Just let him, the person involved, do the battle for luck, and it is best not to involve others.

Old Man Li didn't know that he was in prison, so he happily took out a bottle of mineral water and took a sip.

Cheng Fan's nose moved slightly and he looked at him in surprise.

Can play!

Drink Erguotou in the temple!

Mr. Long and Nian Sui Xi's eyes lit up.

"Give me a cup!"

"Those who see each other will have a share!"

"If you don't give it, you'll be exposed!"

Old man Li is an unthreatening master.

He raised his head and let out a big mouthful of silence, which made the eyes of the two elders Nian Long burst.

"Old man, I'm all in a rebellious way. How can you stand with me?"

"Report me? Do you think the bald donkey drinks less?"

Old Man Li was drunk and a blush appeared on his face.

"Come on! Play mahjong first, open the cards and open the cards!"

"I tell you, I'm lucky today. Don't blame me for losing!"

Cheng Fan smiled slightly: "I am not good at playing with these things, but when I come, I will be happy with the old man and show off my ugly appearance."

"Oh, OK! OK!"

Old man Li happily patted Cheng Fan on the shoulder. He liked this kind of young man who only knew a little bit of cards to play.

One word, tender!

Win whatever you want.

And there are many oil thieves on the body.

Especially Cheng Fan, although there are no gold pendants on his body.

But he couldn't recognize the material of his robe, and it looked very good and expensive.

The jade pendant on the waist was full of green and there was no color at all.

This guy is obviously a rich man.

So you can't force him?

Old Man Li made up his mind and looked at Cheng Fan with a smile:

"Don't be afraid of young people. The old man will take care of you and feed you more cards."

Mr. Long immediately became unhappy: "That's not possible! Just play cards well? How can you feed them?"

Nian Suixi smiled at the corner of her mouth: "Don't worry, Xiao Cheng knows it in his heart."

Cheng Fan nodded, he really knew it.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

But the other two old men are sorry, and you will suffer.

Old Man Li stared at them suspiciously, seriously suspected that they also wanted to pull Cheng Fan's wool.

The order is determined, Old Man Li is Cheng Fan's next home.

In other words, it was his turn after Cheng Fan finished the fight.

As long as his cards are made into shape, then touch them by yourself or Cheng Fan plays the cards he wants, he can make him lose his cards.

Cheng Fan's mouth curled slightly, which made it easier for him to operate in secret.

Can you listen to your thoughts or your home?

If you don’t let you earn all your luck back, we won’t be named Cheng.

The other two old men were also very satisfied because they thought Cheng Fan would never deliberately feed the cards to Old Man Li.

After all, how could he take care of outsiders and ignore their two old friends?

Old Man Li was also very happy because the previous family was a card-free guy and could play the cards he needed at any time.

Today, he must seize the opportunity and make a big profit!

"I've thrown my spoiled!"

The game begins soon.

The four of them took the cards in order, and Cheng Fan calmly straightened the cards.

Focus on Old Man Li.

‘Hiss-! This guy is a bit bad?’

‘Well, the Que Sheng said that a person’s fortune is high and low.’

‘When you are unlucky, try harder and slowly play it with bad cards.’

‘First ask not to fire, then ask for a piece of chicken batter.’

'God would not treat the old man so cruelly, I am a diligent and honest person.'

‘I almost forgot that there is the most important thing-’

‘Blessed by Buddha, all the money I won today will be donated as incense!’

Old Man Li shook his head and saw Nian Xu was stunned.

Lao Long shook his head and smiled:

"This is what this old Biden looks like, don't worry about him."

"Make a card first, and you have to be more careful about him later."

"Boy Cheng, don't look at him anymore. It's your turn to hit him."

Cheng Fan responded and heard Old Man Li shouting in his heart 'Red'.

Crooked his lips and smiled, and played a card.

"Red."

When Old Man Li saw Hongzhong, he felt as if he had seen his relatives.

"Hehe, bar!"

He took the popular one happily, slid it to the corner of the table.

"Oh, Xiao Cheng, the old man is more and more pleasing to you. He looks so handsome!"

Cheng Fan smiled: "It seems that your card luck today is really good."

"That's not! Hahaha!"

Old Man Li started to show off, and Old Man Long's mouth tilted, looking very unhappy.

It's okay on the eve of time, he doesn't care much about winning or losing.

It's just a little unhappy that he doesn't share the wine for himself.

Old Man Li smiled and said in his heart:

'This young man is good. He is so good at playing cards. He must be very good at being a human being.'

‘The card doesn’t look that bad now, at least it’s not a jerk.’

‘Well…what are you going to be down there? The north wind is good, and the three cakes seem to be OK…’

It was Cheng Fan's turn again, and it happened that he had these two cards in his hands.

He has not made any moves for a long time, but because Old Man Li is still struggling with which card he wants to have is better.

‘Let’s go to Nanfeng, Nanfeng can compete with another one.’

Cheng Fan just pinched Nanfeng and was about to beat him, but he heard him muttering:

‘Oh, no, the south wind seems to be unstable.’

‘If this young man beat Zhang Sanbing, it would be good, at least it would be more stable.’

Cheng Fan had no choice but to move his finger to the three cakes again.

‘No, no, no, it’s still the south wind. The south wind is good. If you have too many stunning things, you might be happy with the four!’

Cheng Fan: ‘…’

Come on, give you the cards, you can play them yourself.

"Xiao Cheng, what are you trying to do? Play cards!"
To be continued...