"This is Brother Ling Luori, he is here to participate in the competition like you!" Qi Yuan introduced to YOYO.

YOYO's cunning gaze flashed in his eyes, and then the innocent gaze appeared. He grabbed Ling Luori's hand and shook it: "Brother Ling, you must help me, otherwise I will not be able to enter the top 100!"

Ling Luoyang has always been heroic and free to go alone. When did he meet such a magic star? He immediately touched YOYO's face with sweat and promised: "Little YOYO, Brother Ling will definitely help you!"

Yi Fei suddenly found it very interesting. When YOYO came, all three men seemed to have become stupid and lost their IQ. They were fooled by a child. What he felt even more strange was that Ling Luori had no reason to see that YOYO might not be so simple on the surface, but it might not be known that at least his intuition and observation told him in this way.

Next, Ling Luori smiled heartily and patted Yi Fei on the shoulder: "Xiaofei, go to the bar and chat by the way!"

"Don't you still have to play tomorrow?" Qi Yuan immediately asked a question in surprise. If he was drunk, wouldn't Ling Luori possibly miss the game tomorrow at any time?

"I think, as long as your luck is not too bad, it will be a problem for me to enter the top 100." Ling Luori laughed and patted Qi Yuan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "In life, if you can't even do what you want to do, then what's the point of getting all the honors!"

"It makes sense. Since Lao Ling, you are not worried, then let's just stop drunk!" Yi Fei nodded with a smile and agreed. He liked Ling Luori's personality. So, even if Qian Huaisheng told him that it would be better to drink less if he wanted to practice gambling, he would still leave it behind.

He brought YOYO all the way and the five of them came to the bar. After asking for the wine to drink, Ling Luori ate a lot and said to Yi Fei: "Brother, you were not surprised when you saw me just now. Did you guess my identity?"

"No, but the ticket you gave us is correct to reveal your identity!" Yi Fei couldn't help but smile and took a sip of beer. He wanted to take this opportunity to ask something related to the gambling world: "Lao Ling, who do you think is most likely to win the championship?"

"It's hard to say that there are white horses in the top 100 games, and there are dark horses. However, there are no championships in history that I won the first time I participated in the competition." Ling Luori suddenly woke up and looked at Yi Fei with a smirk: "Brother, are you planning to buy the periphery?"

"What good thing is on the outside? I want to buy it too!" YOYO looked very pitiful. If it weren't for Luo Weidong and Qi Yuan taking care of him, he would have been crying: "Also, I want to drink beer too!"

Yi Fei and the other four looked at each other and almost burst into laughter. YOYO is a professional gambler, but he doesn't even know the outside world. Yi Fei's first feeling was laughing, and soon he felt something was wrong. He felt that YOYO's acting was a bit too far this time.

Touching YOYO's head, Yi Fei didn't even know why he could do such intimate actions: "YOYO, drinking is not good for your health. If you don't believe me, ask Brother Ling. Drinking will make his hands tremble and lose his calm mind!"

"Yes, YOYO, you'd better not drink, drink some drinks!" Ling Luori nodded heavily. He liked this little girl very much, especially now that he looked so flattering that he was even more loving.

YOYO glared at Ling Luori with dissatisfaction. She wanted to taste the taste of drinking, but unfortunately her master and parents refused to allow her to come here, but Yi Fei was banned from her. Her eyes glanced at Yi Fei, and seeing Yi Fei smiling and talking to Ling Luori, the dissatisfaction suddenly disappeared. When her eyes turned to Ling Luori's face, the dissatisfaction erupted.

"Brother Yi, look, those people are so majestic!" YOYO glanced at a glance and immediately screamed deliberately, attracting the other four people to turn their attention.

In this moment, YOYO's hand swung in front of Ling Luori's beer at a very fast speed. Even Yifei had to praise the speed. In that wave, if you observe carefully, you will find that a tiny pill happened to fall into the mouth of the bottle.

Just when Ling Luori noticed the air fluctuations, Yi Fei stood up with joy on his face and greeted the people: "Brother Cheng, I am Yi Fei, come here to drink!"

The visitor is naturally Yang Chengjun, who Yi Fei has been looking for but can't find this year. He and another young Western man who looked about thirty years old, walked over with a smile: "Xiao Yi, I knew you must be in Melbourne, but I didn't expect to meet him here. By the way, let me introduce you to him, this is Earl Durcula, this is Yi Fei..."

Earls Dracula, Count Yi Fei and Qi Yuan were both stunned for a moment. The name seemed to be quite familiar. However, this Earl Dracula shook hands with everyone with a solemn expression and extremely medieval etiquette. "Everyone who hears my name thinks I am the flying and blood-sucking bat, so I have to say that I am definitely not!"

The count's words made everyone laugh. Yi Fei and the others also remembered that this name was the very famous blood count! Yang Chengjun glanced at YOYO and was slightly surprised, then stretched out his hand to Ling Luori: "Dugu, I haven't seen you for a long time. Where did you wander some time ago?"

Seeing the surprised expressions of Yi Fei and others, Yang Chengjun pointed at himself with a calm smile and explained: "Xiao Fei, you may have never heard of Ling Luori's name, but in the international gambling world, he and Count Durcula are both famous figures."

"No, of course I can't say that!" Yi Fei realized that the count actually knew Chinese, and was a little surprised. But he saw the count looked at Yang Chengjun with a smile and smiled: "He is ranked forty-seven, and I am ranked only fifty-three, and I can't compare with you!"

After a long time, Yi Fei and the others realized that Count Durcula was indeed a nobleman, and every move seemed to have a very different taste. His nickname was Count. However, he had a very strange habit of betting only three games a day.

Ling Luori is also an amazing person. He is the one in China except Yang Chengjun. He is nicknamed Dugu. He rarely stays in one place on weekdays and always wanders around, heroic and straightforward. Behind Yang Chengjun and the Earl are their bodyguards.

After a greeting, everyone soon became familiar with each other. When asked why they wanted bodyguards, the Count gave Yi Fei and others a fluent Chinese explanation: "The 12th Top 100 Tournament was held in Las Vegas, USA. There were two big hits in that final, and one of them was shot while going out. As a result, the remaining big hit Carson successfully won the championship!"

Yi Fei and Qi Yuan couldn't help but feel a little shocked. Could it be that the scenes played in the movie also happen in real life? However, thinking about the huge benefits after winning, it seems that there is an absolute reason to drive anyone to do anything.

"Those bastards in casinos..." Ling Luori snorted coldly, but accidentally made Yang Chengjun feel a little embarrassed. His boss may not be a good person: "Later, the organizing committee and the hosting of casinos took on security duties, forcing the top ten casinos to express their opinions. If anyone dared to kill people with such means during the game, not only would the bets on the periphery bets are invalid, but would also become the public enemy of casinos all over the world, which made such things less. However, everyone still learned the means of self-protection!"

Yi Fei had long expected that the gambling world was dangerous, but he did not expect that the plot like that in the movie could also be staged in reality. When he thought that if it was time to compete for the championship, the brutality of both sides fighting openly and secretly, he couldn't help but feel a little thrilled.

Just then, Ling Luori was about to pick up the beer and take a few sips, but suddenly remembered the gust of wind on his chest just now. After thinking for a while, he put the beer down. YOYO on the side kept listening to them chatting excitedly. Seeing Ling Luori put down the beer, I wonder how frustrated he was.

"Get a few bottles of beer, and this bottle will belong to me first!" Earl Durcula was able to maintain a polite demeanor when snatching beer. It was indeed a noble family. However, Ling Luori was about to stop him, but it was too late.

Not long after drinking, the count felt a cramped stomach, and his stomach rumbled like thunder. He held his stomach with a bitter face, looking restless, and finally couldn't help calling me to go to the bathroom, and then ran away like flying. The speed was probably even if he was really Count Durcula was ashamed of himself.

Yi Fei and others looked at the distant back for no reason. Only Ling Luori guessed something, staring at YOYO with a smile. YOYO didn't see the look at Yi Fei at all, and kept looking at Yi Fei's body: "Brother Yi, why do you think the Earl Brother is so anxious to do..."

After a long time, he saw the count walked back with a pale face, but he actually felt weak in his legs. He sat on the chair and took a few breaths before staring at the beer in front of him with a look of facing dangerous items, unable to speak for a long time.

After drinking drunk, Yi Fei and the others stumbled back to the hotel. As for YOYO, there was no need to worry. Not long after returning to the hotel, Yi Fei turned over and rose up, and the bright green light shining in the dark...

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