Therefore, tonight's duel between the three is more exciting than watching God of Gamblers
What's even more exciting is that the nouveau riche even called others "Master" when he lost a bet.
Seeing Ye Zihao's playful smile, he deliberately provoked the upstart.
But with so many people present at the scene, how could an upstart call Ye Zihao "Master"?
So, he angrily denied it, with an attitude of "you can't do anything to me".
"Damn it! I don't know what you said?"
"Oh? You regret it so quickly?"
Ye Zihao smiled lightly, blew out a puff of smoke, and joked.
"It's against your mother! When did I ever say I would call you my father?"
The nouveau riche looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of hot water and denied it.
"Damn it! I clearly heard what you said just now."
"Yes! I heard it too!"
"Call me quickly! Hurry!"
…
Now the gamblers started to make noise, looking like they were watching a good show.
"Hurry up! I won't bark, why are you biting me?" the upstart said with a look like "I won't admit it even if I beat you to death."
"Demon! Scoundrel!"
Everyone was despised for a while.
At this time, Ye Zihao smiled and said jokingly: "Brother! We men keep our word!"
"I won't admit it. If you can, why don't you hit me? Na na na! Do you want to hit me here?"
The upstart pointed at his cheek, and then provoked him very arrogantly.
In his opinion, Ye Zihao would never dare to hit anyone here.
"Dude! Do you really want me to fight?"
Ye Zihao smiled faintly, asked a question, and said.
"Fight! You're going to fight! Fight here?" the upstart pointed at his face and said arrogantly.
result!
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Zihao slapped him without any warning.
"Crack!"
A loud slap in the face.
Simple!
rough!
efficient!
Seeing the angry expression on the upstart's face, he angrily reprimanded: "Fuck you! Are you really going to hit me?"
"Brother! It's usually hard for me to refuse a hobby as special as yours!"
Ye Zihao shrugged, with an expression on his face that said, "You asked me to hit you."
"You...you you!"
The upstart was so angry that he was speechless.
It turned out that he thought that Ye Zihao would not dare to take action in this situation, so he provoked him aggressively.
Who would have known that this guy didn't play his cards according to common sense at all, and took action directly when he disagreed.
Nima!
Do you think I'm easy to bully?
So, the upstart was so angry that he punched Ye Hao in the face.
"Fuck you bitch! Eat your grandpa and I'll punch you."
The upstart was so angry that he punched him with all his strength.
However, as soon as he straightened his arm, Ye Zihao easily grabbed his fist.
"Fuck you! Let go of my hand quickly, or I will kill you."
The upstart was so angry that he scolded loudly.
"Yeah?"
Ye Zihao sneered, then suddenly increased his strength and pinched hard.
"Ouch...it hurts! Ouch!"
Suddenly, the upstart screamed in pain. He wanted to struggle, but was shocked to find that his hand seemed to be cast on Ye Zihao's palm. No matter how hard he tried, he could not struggle away.
His nose was so painful that tears were streaming down his face, but Ye Zihao had no intention of letting go, and instead increased his strength.
"Ah...ah! Ah!"
The upstart was in so much pain that he almost fainted, but Ye Zihao had a cold expression and did not feel soft-hearted at all.
At this time, Ye Zihao said lightly, "Brother! You seem to have something you didn't say. Have you forgotten it?"
"I……"
Suddenly, the upstart was speechless.
Of course he knew what Ye Zihao was referring to, and he would undoubtedly just call him "Master", but with so many people present, if he calls him "Master", what the hell! Where can I put this face?
"What's wrong? Forgot?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Zihao once again increased his strength and pinched hard.
"Grrrr!"
I could hear the sound of bones squeezing from the nouveau riche's palms.
At first, he wanted to endure it, but after a while, he was in so much pain that he couldn't even stand.
At this moment, he had completely given up his dignity and said something without moral integrity.
"Master!"
"What did you say? I can't hear you! Louder!"
"Master!"
"Louder!"
"Master!"
This time, the upstart almost exhausted all his strength and screamed at the top of his lungs.
Ye Zihao took out a one-dollar coin from his pocket and threw it in front of the upstart.
"then!"
After tossing the coin, Ye Zihao reminded him.
"oh oh!"
The nouveau riche quickly caught it with his hand. After receiving the coin, he spread his hand to take a look.
Nima!!
One dollar?
"Brother...brother! Why did you give me a dollar?" the upstart asked with a puzzled expression on his face.
"I am generous, give you one dollar to buy candy, my good grandson."
Ye Zihao grinned, his teasing meaning was very obvious.
"you……"
Suddenly, the upstart was so angry that he was speechless.
He felt very unhappy, but so what? Did he dare to scold Ye Zihao even half a sentence?
Don't dare!
Because he knew that he was no match for Ye Zihao.
soon!
The upstart turned around and left in frustration, his back looking as pitiful as a lost dog.
After the upstarts left, the scene returned to calm.
At this time, Meng De came over, handed Ye Zihao a cigarette, and said, "Brother! Does this cigarette suit your taste?"
"China? Good things are coming!"
Ye Zihao smiled happily and took Meng De's cigarette.
"Crack!"
Soon, he lit the cigarette and said apologetically, "Brother! I'm sorry just now, I beat your three kings with a straight flush!"
"Haha! What a joke! I'm convinced that I lost." Meng De laughed, and he didn't seem to hate Ye Zihao like the upstart just now.
He even admired Ye Zihao.
Superb gambling skills!
Extraordinary skills!
You can see the talent at first glance!
If he could be recruited, wouldn't the boss be even more powerful?
Therefore, this is why he took the initiative to strike up a conversation.
Apparently!
He wants to win over Ye Zihao!
And how could Ye Zihao not know what he was thinking? In fact, Ye Zihao deliberately angered the upstart just now because he wanted to show off his skills and attract Meng De's attention.
result!
He succeeded!
"I don't know what your name is brother..."
Just as Meng De was about to ask Ye Zihao's name, suddenly, someone hurriedly ran outside the door and shouted loudly.