"East wind!"
Wang Ke played a card and carefully looked at the clues from the faces of the Northern God of Gambling and the Southern Gambling Saint, but there was no clue at all, not at all! Both of them were really playing cards, whether they won or lost!
You lost so much money to me these days, just to let me play cards with this child? Crazy!
"Get rich!"
The Holy Son also played a card, and the Holy Son played very seriously, his joy and anger were on his face, and it was obviously a good hand.
"It's your turn!" The Southern Gambling Saint said to Wang Ke.
The puzzled Wang Ke suddenly chuckled in his heart and guessed it.
"I understand, I understand, although I haven't seen through this game yet, I understand what they want me to do now. Gamble? They don't care who wins money between me and the Holy Son, what they care about is whether I can gamble with the Holy Son. If I bet with the Holy Son, I will enter the game! Specially, a group of evil old yin goods, I was tricked?" Wang Ke's face changed.
However, in that scene just now, he couldn't refuse at all, even if he did it again, he was a small innate and could overcome a group of powerful evil spirits?
What bullshit king brother, this is paralyzing me! Praise me? Is it to let me follow your script?
Therefore, even if it was useless to do it all over again, before Nie Extermination woke up, he could only be at the mercy of this group of evil spirits.
Tricked? Regardless of winning or losing, did you fall into the pit? That's all, even if I fall into the pit, I will fall down with the money.
"Brother Wang, hurry up and draw the cards!" The Northern God of Gambling also shouted.
"Hurry up, hurry up, I've already drawn the card, hurry up!" The Holy Son also said excitedly.
Wang Ke's face darkened, he touched a card and put it on the table: "It's pasted!"
Confused?
The Holy Son's face froze there, why was it confused? I've drawn all the cards, just one missing, just one missing!
"Confused? Brother Wang won, Holy Son, you lost, it's time to give money!" The Northern Gambling God immediately said excitedly.
"Fart, how can he win? I'm all white, I'm all missing a card, what kind of card is he? Messy fart? How can he win?" The Holy Son immediately jumped on the chair and roared.
Wang Ke: "......."
"Holy Son, you and Wang Ke are betting on winning or losing, no matter what card you play, whoever is the first to play will win, it's time to give money!" The Northern Gambling God immediately persuaded.
"Fart, I don't admit it, he can't play cards! He can't!" The Holy Son pointed at Wang Ke in anger.
Wang Ke stared at the holy son. Wang Ke suddenly understood something, why did he find this holy son to gamble with him, because this kid had a problem with gambling. You can only win money by yourself, but you can't lose money by yourself?
"Otherwise, forget about this card, I'll rest too!" Wang Ke said immediately.
Forget it?
The God of Gambling in the North and the Saint of Gambling in the South have spent so much money, and even embezzled so much public funds from the blood bank, you tell me forget it? How can it?
"Brother Wang, if you win, you win!"
"Yes, if the Holy Son loses, he will have to pay!"
"Brother Wang, don't worry, we will persuade the Holy Son!"
A group of evil spirits appeased Wang Ke.
"Holy Son, I am willing to gamble and lose, if you lose to the king, you should give money!" The Northern Gambling God persuaded.
"I didn't lose, I will never lose, what kind of broken mahjong do you guys, I won't lose!" The Son roared.
In the midst of the roar, he suddenly lifted the mahjong table.
"Wow!"
A table of mahjong was overturned.
Wang Ke's face froze: "Holy Son, I said forget it! This card doesn't count!"
"Holy Son, the king can say that you can't afford to lose! I think you won't give money!" The Southern Gambling Saint fanned the flames.
"Bastard, I can't afford to lose? Obviously you have a problem with this mahjong! Bastard, this Holy Son has money, and some have money!" The Holy Son roared and took out a storage bracelet and smashed it at Wang Ke.
"Snap!"
Wang Ke caught the storage bracelet and looked at the Holy Son with a stunned expression, is it necessary to be so exaggerated? Isn't it just a loss of a card? Why did this violent temper suddenly explode?
"Holy Son...... Wang Ke wanted to say a few more words.
However, it was already too late, and the Northern Gambling God and the Southern Gambling Saint dragged the Holy Son away.
"Don't show me you again, what mahjong tiles, deceitful, bastard, I've never lost! Don't pull me, don't pull me!" The Holy Son shouted resentfully.
The Son disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Wang Ke grabbed the storage bracelet and frowned. The God of Gambling in the North and the Saint of Gambling in the South, they calculated me just to make the Son lose money to me? What's the meaning of this?
"Brother Wang, don't take it to heart, the Northern Gambling God and the others stopped it just now, it's inconvenient for us to tell you, but next time you meet the Holy Son, you should go around a little, he can't lose!" An evil spirit comforted him.
"Oh? The Holy Son can't lose?" Wang Ke said curiously.
"Yes, alas! The Holy Son didn't know where it came from, it was enfeoffed by the Demon Venerable a hundred years ago, but the Holy Son had always looked like a seven or eight-year-old child for the past hundred years, and his cultivation was only an innate realm, as if he was cursed, unable to finish an inch, and more importantly, his mind had always looked like he was seven or eight years old! If you can't practice, can't grow up, your mind doesn't grow up, and you often can't wake up, in the eyes of others, you are a monster...... Uh, it's just weird! The only thing the Holy Son likes is to find all kinds of things to play, over the years on Shenlong Island, the altar master asked him to play some gambling with him, the Holy Son may have been spoiled, his temper is not very good, every time he wins a bet, he is very happy. However, as long as he loses, he will not give up, lose his temper, and find the other party to play again, and play until the other party loses everything, and then he laughs and returns satisfied! Therefore, generally speaking, we are unwilling to bet with the Holy Son, and we are not willing to bet with Him on anything, and we don't know ......," the evil spirit smiled bitterly.
Wang Ke's face was strange for a while. Is this Holy Son a bear child who doesn't grow up? Can't suffer any losses, and lose your temper when you suffer?
"Thank you for informing!" Wang Ke said.
"It's nothing, Brother Wang, be careful, the Holy Son should not give up!" The demon shook his head and continued to play cards.
Wang Ke walked aside alone and pondered.
Northern Gambling God ...... No! It should be said that the mastermind behind this is Tong An'an, who spent such a big price to make himself and the Holy Son?
And then what?
Wang Ke fell into a great crisis.
But in the eyes of other evil spirits, they were envious and jealous, especially that Zhu Yan, looking at the mountains of true essence blood piled up next to Wang Ke, as well as the equivalent storage bracelet thrown by the Holy Son, this, all of which stimulated Zhu Yan's nerves.
"Why? Aren't you trying to plot against Wang Ke? Can this be called calculation? The Holy Son hadn't lost his temper yet, so you ran away with the Holy Son in your arms? This is here to send warmth to Wang Ke, right?" Zhu Ji seemed to be shouting in his heart.
Why? Why? I have been greedy for the primeval blood for a few days, and I can't get it at all, but he Wang Ke is piled up around him?
I had no money, I couldn't get on the card table, so I finally cooked a pot of tea eggs on credit and sold them to make two small money. Do you still want to continue to cook tea eggs?
"What's wrong, you are all crazy!" Zhu Ti cursed in the direction where the Northern Gambling God was leaving.
Wang Ke hadn't figured out the purpose of Tong An'an's calculation, and Zhu Yan couldn't understand it even more, isn't this a trick? Why, I was imprisoned with Wang Ke, Wang Ke made a lot of money, I could only watch you play cards while cooking tea eggs? Why?
Shenlong Island, in a large hall.
Tong An'an sat on a chair with a wine glass in his hand.
"Altar Master, although the process is a bit unsatisfactory, the result is as you expected!" The Northern Gambling God said respectfully.
Tong An'an took a sip of the primeval blood in the cup and nodded in satisfaction.
"In full view, Wang Ke has already made a grudge against the Holy Son!" The Northern Gambling God said respectfully.
"Yes, as a holy son, he is favored by the Demon Sect, who dares to provoke? Ordinary demon disciples, even if they look down on the Holy Son, they will all take a detour towards him, no matter how big their temper is, they will follow the Holy Son, including me! I will follow the Son! It's just Wang Ke, who has just joined the Demon Sect, and he doesn't know the situation!" Tong An'an sneered.
"Wang Ke didn't want to have a grudge against the Holy Son at that time, because we took the Holy Son away in time!" The Northern Gambling God said respectfully.
"Wang is a smart man, but unfortunately, he came to Shenlong Island. That Zhu Yan is the nephew of Master Zhu, it is inconvenient to calculate, so he can only start with this Wang Ke, it just so happens that he has merit in saving demons, and he is not welcomed by the hall master, his identity could not be better!" Tong An'an said with satisfaction.
"This time it's so dangerous! It's just that Wang Ke's pocket is a little bulging!"
"It's dangerous? Hmph, didn't you say that Wang Ke has already swelled? Seeing the Holy Son gambling money, will he definitely enter the game? If it weren't for Zhu Yan's anger, I would have almost failed this time!" Tong An'an stared.
"I...... Subordinates are derelict in their duties! However, Wang Ke still entered the game after all!" The Northern Gambling God begged for mercy.
"What if Wang Ke doesn't enter the game?" Tong An'an said coldly.
"If Wang Ke refuses to enter the game, I, I will definitely kill him quietly, and then get back all the money and true essence blood he won! Never let the altar master's money be lost!" The Northern Gambling God said respectfully.
"Hmph! I won't get the money I lost? I mean, if Wang refuses to enter the game, then everything we do will become a joke?" Tong An'an said coldly.
"Yes, the little one is damned!"
"Entered? Gambling with the Holy Son is a grudge? If Wang Ke loses money, he must hold a grudge and turn around and quietly kill the Holy Son to get his money back?" Tong An'an showed a look of satisfaction.
"Yes, the altar master is right, the king can lose money and kill the Holy Son! And Wang Ke won the money, and the Holy Son was resentful and privately asked Wang Ke to argue, but Wang Ke killed him back?" The Northern God of Gambling said with a smile.
"Yes, Wang Ke will kill the Holy Son no matter whether he loses or wins, the Holy Son is really dead!" Tong An'an held the cup and showed a proud expression.
"The altar master is not omitted, the Holy Son will die tomorrow, and everyone will blame Wang Ke! Everyone will think that Wang is a murderer! At that time, please take down Wang Ke, behead Wang Ke, and avenge the Holy Son!" The Northern Gambling God said respectfully.
"Okay, hahaha, hahaha, tomorrow, watch me avenge the Son! Then tonight, do you know how to do it?" Tong An'an smiled at the northern gambling god.
"Yes, everything is planned, tomorrow the Holy Son will die in the prison, please administer justice in time!" The Northern Gambling God said respectfully.
"Hahahahaha!" Tong An'an laughed with satisfaction.
(End of this chapter)
"Don't show me you again, what mahjong tiles, deceitful, bastard, I've never lost! Don't pull me, don't pull me!" The Holy Son shouted resentfully.
The Son disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Wang Ke grabbed the storage bracelet and frowned. The God of Gambling in the North and the Saint of Gambling in the South, they calculated me just to make the Son lose money to me? What's the meaning of this?
"Brother Wang, don't take it to heart, the Northern Gambling God and the others stopped it just now, it's inconvenient for us to tell you, but next time you meet the Holy Son, you should go around a little, he can't lose!" An evil spirit comforted him.
"Oh? The Holy Son can't lose?" Wang Ke said curiously.
"Yes, alas! The Holy Son didn't know where it came from, it was enfeoffed by the Demon Venerable a hundred years ago, but the Holy Son had always looked like a seven or eight-year-old child for the past hundred years, and his cultivation was only an innate realm, as if he was cursed, unable to finish an inch, and more importantly, his mind had always looked like he was seven or eight years old! If you can't practice, can't grow up, your mind doesn't grow up, and you often can't wake up, in the eyes of others, you are a monster...... Uh, it's just weird! The only thing the Holy Son likes is to find all kinds of things to play, over the years on Shenlong Island, the altar master asked him to play some gambling with him, the Holy Son may have been spoiled, his temper is not very good, every time he wins a bet, he is very happy. However, as long as he loses, he will not give up, lose his temper, and find the other party to play again, and play until the other party loses everything, and then he laughs and returns satisfied! Therefore, generally speaking, we are unwilling to bet with the Holy Son, and we are not willing to bet with Him on anything, and we don't know ......," the evil spirit smiled bitterly.
Wang Ke's face was strange for a while. Is this Holy Son a bear child who doesn't grow up? Can't suffer any losses, and lose your temper when you suffer?
"Thank you for informing!" Wang Ke said.
"It's nothing, Brother Wang, be careful, the Holy Son should not give up!" The demon shook his head and continued to play cards.
Wang Ke walked aside alone and pondered.
Northern Gambling God ...... No! It should be said that the mastermind behind this is Tong An'an, who spent such a big price to make himself and the Holy Son?
And then what?
Wang Ke fell into a great crisis.
But in the eyes of other evil spirits, they were envious and jealous, especially that Zhu Yan, looking at the mountains of true essence blood piled up next to Wang Ke, as well as the equivalent storage bracelet thrown by the Holy Son, this, all of which stimulated Zhu Yan's nerves.
"Why? Aren't you trying to plot against Wang Ke? Can this be called calculation? The Holy Son hadn't lost his temper yet, so you ran away with the Holy Son in your arms? This is here to send warmth to Wang Ke, right?" Zhu Ji seemed to be shouting in his heart.
Why? Why? I have been greedy for the primeval blood for a few days, and I can't get it at all, but he Wang Ke is piled up around him?
I had no money, I couldn't get on the card table, so I finally cooked a pot of tea eggs on credit and sold them to make two small money. Do you still want to continue to cook tea eggs?
"What's wrong, you are all crazy!" Zhu Ti cursed in the direction where the Northern Gambling God was leaving.
Wang Ke hadn't figured out the purpose of Tong An'an's calculation, and Zhu Yan couldn't understand it even more, isn't this a trick? Why, I was imprisoned with Wang Ke, Wang Ke made a lot of money, I could only watch you play cards while cooking tea eggs? Why?
Shenlong Island, in a large hall.
Tong An'an sat on a chair with a wine glass in his hand.
"Altar Master, although the process is a bit unsatisfactory, the result is as you expected!" The Northern Gambling God said respectfully.
Tong An'an took a sip of the primeval blood in the cup and nodded in satisfaction.
"In full view, Wang Ke has already made a grudge against the Holy Son!" The Northern Gambling God said respectfully.
"Yes, as a holy son, he is favored by the Demon Sect, who dares to provoke? Ordinary demon disciples, even if they look down on the Holy Son, they will all take a detour towards him, no matter how big their temper is, they will follow the Holy Son, including me! I will follow the Son! It's just Wang Ke, who has just joined the Demon Sect, and he doesn't know the situation!" Tong An'an sneered.
"Wang Ke didn't want to have a grudge against the Holy Son at that time, because we took the Holy Son away in time!" The Northern Gambling God said respectfully.
"Wang is a smart man, but unfortunately, he came to Shenlong Island. That Zhu Yan is the nephew of Master Zhu, it is inconvenient to calculate, so he can only start with this Wang Ke, it just so happens that he has merit in saving demons, and he is not welcomed by the hall master, his identity could not be better!" Tong An'an said with satisfaction.
"This time it's so dangerous! It's just that Wang Ke's pocket is a little bulging!"
"It's dangerous? Hmph, didn't you say that Wang Ke has already swelled? Seeing the Holy Son gambling money, will he definitely enter the game? If it weren't for Zhu Yan's anger, I would have almost failed this time!" Tong An'an stared.
"I...... Subordinates are derelict in their duties! However, Wang Ke still entered the game after all!" The Northern Gambling God begged for mercy.
"What if Wang Ke doesn't enter the game?" Tong An'an said coldly.
"If Wang Ke refuses to enter the game, I, I will definitely kill him quietly, and then get back all the money and true essence blood he won! Never let the altar master's money be lost!" The Northern Gambling God said respectfully.
"Hmph! I won't get the money I lost? I mean, if Wang refuses to enter the game, then everything we do will become a joke?" Tong An'an said coldly.
"Yes, the little one is damned!"
"Entered? Gambling with the Holy Son is a grudge? If Wang Ke loses money, he must hold a grudge and turn around and quietly kill the Holy Son to get his money back?" Tong An'an showed a look of satisfaction.
"Yes, the altar master is right, the king can lose money and kill the Holy Son! And Wang Ke won the money, and the Holy Son was resentful and privately asked Wang Ke to argue, but Wang Ke killed him back?" The Northern God of Gambling said with a smile.
"Yes, Wang Ke will kill the Holy Son no matter whether he loses or wins, the Holy Son is really dead!" Tong An'an held the cup and showed a proud expression.
"The altar master is not omitted, the Holy Son will die tomorrow, and everyone will blame Wang Ke! Everyone will think that Wang is a murderer! At that time, please take down Wang Ke, behead Wang Ke, and avenge the Holy Son!" The Northern Gambling God said respectfully.
"Okay, hahaha, hahaha, tomorrow, watch me avenge the Son! Then tonight, do you know how to do it?" Tong An'an smiled at the northern gambling god.
"Yes, everything is planned, tomorrow the Holy Son will die in the prison, please administer justice in time!" The Northern Gambling God said respectfully.
"Hahahahaha!" Tong An'an laughed with satisfaction.
(End of this chapter)