Chapter 137

Whoa.

Blow a breath to the 50 pieces of chips in the hand, Lin Fan's eyes are full of disdain: "poor force scold who?"

"Well, poor people scold you."

Yang Yang in the hand of the chips, bald head to say: "see, I have the chips, you keep that 50 for the Chinese New Year."

"Oh, what do you want to play

Suddenly realized and nodded, Lin Fan solemnly looked at the chips in the bare head hands: "I'm very powerful, don't be scared by me to pee your pants."

"Boy, who do you call poor?"

Reaction over the bald head, angrily pointed to Lin Fan: "take a fifty dollar chips, scold you poor force did not say wrong you."

"I advise you not to point your finger at me, or I'll make your voice rhythmic."

With a flash of cold light in his eyes, Lin Fan sneered and said, "what I said just now is still valid. The next kick will explode your head."

Gulu.

Lin Fan's sharp eyes were staring at him, and the bald man instinctively retracted his fingers: "boy, I'll ask you a question, dare you play with me?"

"Bald, who do you think you are?"

At this time, Gao Zhuang stood up beside him and sneered at his bald head: "you don't deserve to play with my brother."

"What do you mean, I don't deserve it?"

Gao Zhuang was so angry that his lungs would explode. He said, "I'm called the God of gambling in gold coins. How dare your mother say I'm not worthy?"

"Gao Zhuang, come back to me."

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost over, Lin fan then looked at his bald head: "since you are looking for abuse, I will help you. Say it, what do you want to play?"

Glancing around, finally bareheaded at the gambling table Lin Fan just watched: "21 o'clock, I want to play with you at 21 o'clock."

Glancing at the gambling table, Lin Fan sighed: "playing twenty-one rules is too much and too time-consuming. It's better to change a simple method of playing."

"What do you mean, boy?"

Frown, bareheaded sneer: "dare not play with me, right?"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood me."

Taking back his eyes from the gambling table, Lin Fan said with a smile, "we have to make a quick decision, so change to a simple game."

"Since you asked me to gamble, you have to play according to my rules." Said here, Lin Fan shrugged: "of course you can refuse, poor force."

"Well, don't pretend in front of me."

He pulled a chair and sat down, bareheaded and put a chip on the table: "I'll show you the strength of the God of gamblers today. OK, how do you want to play?"

"It's very simple. We also play blackjack, but a little different is that we don't need a dealer."

After lighting a cigarette and taking a puff, Lin Fan said, "two wins in three sets. If you can play, you can't afford to get out."

"Bah, boy, don't pretend to be forced in front of me."

Spat to the ground, bareheaded patted his chips: "you only have 50 chips, what do you take to play with me?"

"This is very simple, Gao Zhuang, come here."

Sign Gao Zhuang to stand in front of him, Lin Fan motioned: "if I lose, his life is yours."

What?

Did not react to come over Gao Zhuang, suddenly the whole person is silly: "fan Ge, what did you say just now?"

"Don't be nervous. I won't lose."

After comforting Gao Zhuang, Lin Fan said to his bald head, "what? Is that satisfactory? "

"OK, if you lose, I'll kill this guy."

He glanced coldly at Gao Zhuang. He was bald, but I remember that this was the one who roared at him just now.

For the first time, Gao Zhuang's legs softened with fright: "fan, fan Ge, please forgive me."