"What? No confidence in me? "

Throwing a cigarette to Gao Zhuang, Lin Fan joked, "pray for me to win, or you will belong to that bald head in the future."

Gao Zhuang:

If you want to resist, you can't beat Lin fan. Gao Zhuang really wants to cry without tears.

What's wrong with this?

The dispute between Lin Fan and his bald head has attracted many people to watch. Especially when you hear that you don't need a dealer to play blackjack, it attracts some gamblers.

"You don't need a dealer to play blackjack. Is that fair?"

"This bald head is a frequent visitor here. He is perfect at playing blackjack."

"Who's that young man? He's so fresh that he seems to be here for the first time?"

All of them were curious to see Lin Fan and his bald head.

These are much more interesting than gambling.

"Since you are so interested, I dare to be your notary."

The female lotus official at the gambling table looked at them with a smile: "if you don't mind, I can deal you cards."

"Thank you, beauty." Lin Fan said with a smile.

"I won't lose anyway, whatever." Said the bald man.

The female lotus officer directly put the four cards into the machine to shuffle, and after washing the cards, they respectively issued a card to the two people.

"Two, please bet." After issuing the card, the female lotus officer reached out and motioned: "now so many people are listening here, you can rest assured."

"I have 100000 chips here, if I lose 100000 to him."

Pushing the chips in front of him, the bald man snorted coldly: "if I win, I want his life."

When Gao Zhuang, who was extremely depressed, saw the bald man's finger coming over, he immediately burst out in anger: "you're Ma Le Gobi. You want to win Van Gogh with your skill. You dream."

"Now that there is no dispute between the two sides, deal a dark card now."

Did not hear Lin Fan open to oppose, female lotus officer to two people respectively issued a dark card: "please open card, report your points."

"Boy, you can't win me."

Looking at the dark card, the bald man turned over directly: "my dark card is Q, the open card is eight, a total of 18 points."

"It's almost. I'm sixteen."

Turn over the dark K and add the open six. The total is 16.

"Ha ha, I said that the God of luck is on my side today."

"Don't worry, three sets two wins. When I win the second set, you will die."

Bata.

A soft and strong man almost knelt down and quickly held the chair to stand firm.

Looking at a calm face of Lin fan, strong voice with shaking: "brother fan, that, the second set you must win."

"Calm down, relax."

Nodding his head, Lin Fan looked at his bald face: "see, he began to be proud."

"Ha ha, do I need to be proud?"

Seeing the tall and strong man shaking with fear, the bald man laughed and said, "do you know why I'm called the God of gamblers? It's not only that I'm handsome, but also because of my fortune."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Lin fan directly released his divine consciousness to cover the past. The corners of his mouth bent as he sensed a stack of cards hidden in the bald man.

"Beauty, deal the cards." To the female lotus officer nodded, Lin Fan said with a smile: "the second game, the goddess of luck should be on my side."

"The second game begins. Now the cards are played."

After shuffling the cards again, the female Dutch officer gave them a card: "what's your bet in the second game?"