The atmosphere in the casino suddenly became tense.

Yue Dashan glanced at Wang Hong, who was sitting in peace, and raised a cold smile on his lips, saying, "It's not interesting to play this kind of game alone. I think it's like this. I'll let one of my brothers accompany you. You let your brother join in and gather four people to play together. How about it, do you have the courage to have this courage?"

Wang Hong snorted and said lightly: "The brothers under you are all things that are worse than pigs and dogs. If you die, you will die in vain. My brother's life is not just used to joke with you guys?"

Yue Dashan was so angry that he was so angry that he had a blue and white look. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

After a while, his face became even more gloomy, his eyes turned to Chen Gousheng, and he said coldly: "I want to see, it's not that your brother Jin Gui, but that he doesn't have the courage to play with us, right? A man who is uncrossed will not play with me on the same stage as me, so he will save himself from losing his share and falling (that means embarrassing)."

Wang Hong smiled and said, "Everyone can do provoking, but it may not benefit everyone. Is this life-threatening thing a matter between you and me, so don't involve others."

Yue Dashan gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Okay, I will follow you! There is a bullet in this gun. Check it out so that you won't be unfair to die!"

Wang Hong took the revolver thrown by Yue Dashan with a snap, and checked the gun parts in less than ten seconds. After confirming that there was only one bullet inside and that each part was not wiggled, he threw it back to Yue Dashan and said, "I often do things to do, but this is the first time I can do this kind of life-and-forth."

Yue Dashan sneered, "Why, Wang Hong of the magic gun is also afraid of death? If you don't have the will to play with you, Mr. Yue, kneel down, kowtow five times, and call me Grandpa, I can let you two go immediately. What do you think?"

Wang Hong smiled and said, "The dying person is still in the mood to speak out here. I admire your courage."

Yue Dashan's tiger stared wide and said viciously: "Do you have any fucking kind of playing with me?"

Before Wang Hong could answer, Chen Gousheng, beside him, pulled his clothes and leaned into his ear and said, "Brother Hong, be careful of this guy's fraud. Such a life-threatening thing, you can't be so anxious unless you are sure to win."

Wang Hong nodded and smiled slightly, "It's okay, I've checked his gun, there's nothing wrong with it. As long as the gun is in your hands, you can die and become alive. No matter what his idea is, I will play with him and I will play with him to death."

Chen Gousheng nodded. Although he had never seen Wang Hong's gun skills through Yang Baibu, it can be seen from the three guns these people had just in the office and the title Yue Dashan gave him that his confidence was reasonable.

The three words "Sharpshooter" cannot be afforded by just one person.

When the gun reaches his hands, even those who die will become living. Such words cannot be said confidently by any person. Chen Gousheng glanced at Wang Hong, who looked confident and chose to believe him indifferently.

Yue Dashan and Wang Hong sat down at a gambling table with a big golden sword.

The whole scene was silent.

The atmosphere gradually became tense, and this was a bet on the fate of doing it at will!

Many people present were gambling gamblers who were addicted to gambling, but no one thought that they would bet with people as bets. They would be energetic and lose their lives. How courage would they have to place a bet?

...

Suzhou City.

The afternoon sun is warm and the bus is full of people.

Ye Poxiao is a fat man. He likes to daydream. In the game of God of Fighting God, he is called Ye Poxiao. Because he has lost many times in the Fiery Battlefield and is in a very bad mood, so after the morning battle ends, he thinks to go out alone.

He squinted his eyes, shaking, thinking about the scene where he was facing a room full of money and really didn't know where to start counting.

There was a big red RMB piled on the bed, and bundles were piled up more than one meter high, all of which were brand new.

On the broken table in his house, there were dark green US dollars. Although there was not as much RMB on the bed, it was even more valuable than the value.

On the ground, a carpet made of coins was shining in outside the window, and the whole room was shining.

Ye Poxiao thought that since mathematics was not good, then I wouldn't count it.

So Ye Poxiao fell into the pile of money, and he just grabbed it, and it was a handful of money. He sneeze and swept away thousands of dollars.

Ye Poxiao was thinking about whether to get a few imported foreign girls for her to come back and enjoy it. I heard that they are beautiful, slim, and have a fine oral activity. The most important thing is that they only need 998 a night!

998--How many women do you have to play with? They are like flowers and jade... I'll go to the damn flowers and jade. I'm going to be beautiful, not like flowers and jade.

Ye Poxiao twitched the corner of his mouth, and then suddenly wanted to laugh. He was a very real person, and he laughed out loud when he wanted to.

"Hahaha!" A thunderous laugh suddenly came from the bus, attracting the attention of everyone in the car.

They all looked at the man who was leaning against the right window of the rear compartment.

I saw him leaning his head against the seat, his eyes closed, the liquid in his mouth connected to his chest to form a transparent thin line, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Alas, poor child, he was so stupid as he was so young. This is the inner thought of the whole car.

However, those people's eyes only stayed on Ye Poxiao for a moment, then moved to the girl standing next to him with the handrail.

The body is thick and the mind is far-reaching and true, the texture is delicate and the bones are even.

Pretty as peaches in spring, and pure as chrysanthemums in autumn.

If you increase one point, you will be too fat; if you decrease one point, you will be too thin; if you apply pink, you will be too white; if you apply red, you will be too red.

There is a beautiful woman in the car, peerless and independent. One look at the city and the other look at the country.

The people in the carriage gave almost all the best poems in their hearts to the girl.

She is fresh and elegant, and she is generous and decent. She stands casually, but it seems like she is perfect. At this time and at this place, she should stand there, as if she is natural.

The girl is serious, but she has a pretty face, and her face that is extremely delicate without makeup is still so eye-catching.

By the way, when did this girl come up? Why didn’t I see her just now?

Many people were upset that if you look at this kind of beauties for a while, you will feel more regretful.

Who knows if I can see you again in this life?

The girl had a white headphone in her ears, but her thin eyebrows were slightly frowned. After her eyes were stuck on Ye Poxiao for a moment, a look of disgust came out, and she immediately turned her eyes away.

Obviously, she was very ashamed of Ye Podao's bold drooling behavior in broad daylight.

I don’t know where he got the courage, and I laughed so loudly. Fortunately, I didn’t know him. The girl thought in her heart, and quietly distanced her feet slightly from Ye Poxiao.

In fact, based on Lin Shiyun's temper, what else does it have to do with her?

Not to mention drooling at night, even if he took off his pants and ran naked on the street, how could Lin Shiyun take a look? Well, don't look at it if he is inappropriate.

Lin Shiyun's eyes had already developed an immune effect on these gazes.

But the first time she saw such a strange man, she was looking at the snow-white thighs coming and going, but now she seemed to be approaching, with a fat face with a disgusting smile and a crystal saliva on the corner of her mouth.

It's really...it's hard to make up for the dislike!

"Have you seen enough?" Lin Shiyun asked, looking at Ye Podao, who was standing in front of her and facing her with no more than twenty centimeters.

"Who sees you? I see the poster behind you." Ye Poxiao pointed to a propaganda pictorial of "The Short Age" posted on the platform behind Lin Shiyun.

"Then you keep going..." Lin Shiyun felt that with her calm temperament, she wanted to slap Ye Poxiao on the poster.

A car full of people, and the space is very crowded.

"Squeak!" At this time, the bus suddenly braked suddenly.

The whole car moved the center of gravity forward.

"Wow!" A sound of the head hitting the back of the front seat sounded, and it was crisp and crisp.

"Ah!" Ye Poxiao screamed in pain.

Ye Poxiao hugged his head and opened his eyes.

Everyone who saw a car looked at him.

Damn, I changed the people who bought this car for the whole room?

No, I want to sell you all to Africa.

After the bus braked suddenly, it stopped leaving.

Everyone waited for a long time, but they didn't see the car start, so they all asked one after another.

"Brother Driver, it's a matter of learning the car." A man with a strong Henan accent asked.

"Yes, why don't you leave? I'm still rushing to date. Are you trying to ruin my business? Drive quickly. If you don't drive, I'll cut you down!" Northeast accent.

"Li, don't want Fang (you don't panic), the play will be done soon (it will be done soon)." The driver was actually half a Cantonese.

"Oh, Suzhou is really weird." This is the voice made by Ye Poxiao, a little trembling, like the sound of being masturbating when it was almost as good as the sensation.

The driver was honking his horn in sweat.

"Didi."

"Didi."

Judging from the driver's appearance, maybe something in front blocked the way.

So the people by the window stuck their heads out of the window to see what was going on in front of them.

Ye Podao also leaned against the window, and he also stuck his head out of the window.

He saw several high-end sports cars crossing the road. The one in the front came to Yepodao, and the one in the last happened to be in front of the bus.

The people in the car were all dressed in a cool dress, and there was a fashionable girl sitting in the passenger seat.

"I've been comparing cars and getting on the main road. The rich second generation is really arrogant now." Ye Poxiao narrowed his eyes and retracted his head.

After waiting for a while, there was still no sign of those high-end sports cars leaving.

The driver had no choice but to get off the bus, but because someone else was driving a luxury sports car, he could only drive a bus, and the bus was not his own, so he had to change his face.

"Come on, do you smoke?" The driver ran to the car in front of the traffic jam and knocked on the window.

The car window rolled down and a man with long hair was exposed. He was very handsome and had a gold chain hanging around his neck. It was Cao Lipeng.

The driver hurriedly handed over the cigarette in his hand and said with a compliment, "Brother, give me a way? There is a time limit for my bus. If you go late, you will have to deduct money."
To be continued...