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1644. Possessed by the God of Gamblers?

"Cough cough...!" Ling Jie pouted the corners of his lips, coughed twice, and said, "You kid, you will suffer a great loss sooner or later. I just told you on purpose just now. Do you think you are so lucky? Humph!"

With his cold cough, Hua Nan and Mi Xiaobai were stunned. Really, they really didn't expect Brother Jie to say such words?

Because in their eyes, this kid is a pervert, Niu Bi. Thinking of this, Mi Xiaobai felt a sense of fear in his heart. This kid is so strong, hey.

"Brother Jie, I know you have great martial arts skills. But, this card game is really based on luck. Can you turn your luck around? No? No?" Mi Xiaobai made the tone of these three words "No," as if it was implying something. He didn't believe it. He could turn your luck around? Humph.

Ling Jie just smiled mysteriously and said, "Okay, it's impossible to turn your fortune around. Of course, I can't be unlucky for the rest of my life, right? Come on, let's go for another eight rounds, and I promise that all the notes on my Ling Jie's forehead will return to you. Of course, there are notes from Hua Nan. How about it, do you dare to fight me again?"

Between his words and deeds, a firm confidence appeared on Ling Jie's face. Ling Jie had already calculated that his luck was really coming this time. So he wanted to deal with this guy, Mi Xiaobai. Who made him proud in front of him for so long? Humph. From the bottom of his heart, Ling Jie hated such a proud boy. He did this just to let Mi Xiaobai understand a truth well, and not be too proud. Otherwise, he would definitely suffer the loss.



As soon as Ling Jie said this, Hua Nan and Mi Xiaobai were shocked, as if questioning the credibility of his words just now. However, Hua Nan believed in Ling Jie very much. He knew that this luck would not be bad for the rest of his life.

Thinking of it, Hua Nan said, "How are you doing Mi Xiaobai? Do you still want to play cards?" While speaking and doing things, Hua Nan hooked his little finger at Mi Xiaobai, as if challenging. To be honest, he had no confidence at all. However, Brother Jie's words just now made Hua Nan feel nothing worried. During the time he spent with Ling Jie, he naturally understood this kid a little. Although he was sometimes crazy and arrogant, he never fought with him who was unsure. He had already said this to this point, which shows that this kid was very confident in winning the eight-pan Doudizhu in a row. Well, that should be the case.

When Hua Nan hooked his finger, Mi Xiaobai suddenly became angry and said, "Okay, I promise you two. I don't believe it. Can you still win me? I was possessed by the God of Gambling today. You must think it through. I'm worried that if you put notes on your forehead, you will have no place to paste it...!"

As soon as he said this, Mi Xiaobai glared at him with hatred. He just now hooked his fingertips, which made Mi Xiaobai very angry. Today, he would definitely win him in the inner warehouse.

Seeing Mi Xiaobai getting trapped, Hua Nan smiled and said, "Okay, I'm afraid you won't have a place to post when you fall? But I will find a way for you? 16 pictures, such a big person always has a place to post, hehe...!"
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