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October Temple NO.221

Yawning her chin and stretching her slender fingers hit the tabletop.

Her meaning is very simple. You should reminisce about the past, yes, go there! Don't bother them with the game.

"Continue, of course!"

Mo Li took over the girl's hand and turned into a dealer. He smiled and sootheed the atmosphere.

Shui Qingcheng pushed Murong Xie away, as touching as a white lotus. She pulled her seat and sat down, obviously she wanted to participate in the competition.

Murong Xie looked at the charming Hong, and his warning expression was very serious. Then he sat next to Shui Qingcheng, his hands were excited...

Orange curled his lips, what look? Could the boss be wrong?

"I didn't expect her to come back!"

Murong Xing looked at Shui Qingcheng. His former favorite junior, now that he is back, is your heart starting to shake?

"I heard that the daughter of the Shui family is so beautiful that she is truly famous!"

Hong raised her eyebrows, and her every move was more charming, but her eyes were clear and clear, making people unable to stop.

Old Mrs. Shui was holding the dragon head crutch, and she stared at Hong hard, her eyes full of cruelty and murderous intent, and she obviously recognized Hong's identity.

"What are you looking at? Be careful I dug your eyes!"

Cheng suddenly scolded fiercely and raised it arrogantly, is this dead old woman polite? The head of the Shui family? The culprit who made Zi fall into the trap?

"Okay, okay! A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, right? You will pay the price for your arrogant words!"

Old lady Shui laughed instead of anger. Her eyes were so big that she stared at the ox. Her terrifying expression made Cheng take a step back...

"No one can make me pay the price yet. Old Mrs. Shui has a lot of money to make, don't be too early!"

Hong turned around, leaned on the back of the chair, patted Cheng on the shoulder, and calmed down her words, but her words were a hundred times more arrogant than Cheng, and she actually cursed the old lady of the Shui family. Who doesn't know that the Shui family, one of the underworld families, is now the leader of the Shui family.

The old man in front of him.

"You... are so good. I'll wait!"

Who is the old lady's face turned red by the words of Hong?

Shui Rouqian was dissatisfied... "Do you think you are the old man, and you dare to talk to grandma like this? You are the birthday boy who is impatient to live with hang himself!" She took a step forward, leaving her shy personality behind her,

Layers of anger turned up to his head, and he couldn't control himself anymore.

"Let's start!"

Hong sat down again, waved her hand and asked Mo Li to start dealing cards. After the game started, no one could touch the person who was playing, otherwise he would be banned by the underground casino.

Old lady Shui shone with a resentful and vicious light. These three people could not be left behind because these three people were a shame for her life.

"This lady, don't be too full of words. There are people outside of people, there is heaven outside of heaven! Is it something that the younger generation should do in humiliating an old man like this?"

Shui Qingcheng is not upset or making noise, but is still elegant and salty. Her phoenix eyes are staring at Hong without turning around, wanting to see through her, but unfortunately... Who is Hong? Naturally, she won't care about Shui Qingcheng.

She looked at her card and obviously didn't hear Shui Qingcheng's words. She let Shui Qingcheng play a clown, a one-man show.

"It's so arrogant that even the Shui family dares to compete with each other, and they don't look at their own weight!" Although the Hong Organization has become famous in recent years, it is not as good as the century-old family.

"Miss Qingcheng is so polite but so disdainful. I must be envious of Miss Qingcheng for being beautiful!!"

"That's right, why should I wear a mask? It must be ugly and terrible. If I can't stand the eye, I will wear a mask to cover up the ugly things."

The audience kept muttering, and the casino on the other side also began... "Come on, who can get the God of Gambling? Bet, bet, bet!" shouted, and the people who watched the show were tickle and wanted to go.

Try your luck...all those who don't sweep are betting.

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