"Haha, the three bright cards did not fold, it seems that everyone's card anz is not small, so I look at the cards too!" The young man sitting on the left hand side of Song Yan received a hint of skinny middle-aged, so he took it with a smile. Deal.

Looked at it and discarded.

"Boy, you kind of keep going dark!" The skinny middle-aged sneered at Song Yi.

"Dark is dark, no one is afraid of me! I am five million dark." Song Kun launched five million chips.

Obese middle-aged hesitated, and then pushed out 10 million chips.

The old man who wears jade also seems to have more confidence in his cards, and hastily and hurriedly launched 10 million chips.

Seeing this, the skinny youth couldn't help but secretly delighted, and took out 10 million chips and threw it to the center of the table, and looked at Song Yan provocatively.

"Five million to thirty million, very cost-effective, I continue to secretly!" Song Yan directly threw five million chips.

After three laps like this, the chips on the table have reached more than 120 million, and it is his turn to become obese and middle-aged again. He decided to wear the old card of the emerald ring.

"I lost!"

After seeing the old man's card wearing an emerald ring, the obese middle-aged simply discarded his card, and at the same time, he was fortunate. Fortunately, he broke the card when he went down. If he continued to follow, he would lose even more, but he still had some regrets. After all, this is a golden flower.

"I continue to talk to 10 million." The old man smiled and launched 10 million chips.

In this regard, the lean middle-aged is very confident and calmly launched 10 million chips.

Song Yan's turn again.

He looked hesitant, stretched out his hand to get a card, and was sneered at the middle-aged man: "Boy, aren't you saying that 5 million to 30 million is worthwhile, why don't you dare to continue?"

"Follow me! I'll keep secreting five million!" Song Yan retracted his hands and threw out five million chips in angrily.

After three more laps like this, Song Yan seemed to want to look at the cards again, and the skinny young man tried to stimulate him again, so he was fooled again and continued to conceal the cards.

The amount at the gambling table has almost reached more than 200 million. There is a flash of worry in the eyes of the old man wearing jade. Although his card has a chance of winning more than 90%, it does not rule out three barrels. Card.

However, after looking at the middle-aged and dry cards, he discarded his cards, but did not expect that Shun Jinhua also lost. In this game, he invested more than 80 million yuan.

The skinny young man is very confident in his cards, so he plans to raise the ceiling, and smiles and says to Song Yi: "Boy, it ’s boring to play like this, dare you play a big one?"

"How do you want to play?" Song Yan asked subconsciously.

There was a gleam of light in the eyes of the skinny middle-aged: "Dark card capped at 50 million, and bright card capped at 100 million. Do you dare to play?"

"Don't agree with Song Yun!" Han Sha, who had not been silent, said anxiously.

"It's not good to change the rules temporarily." Song Kun seemed to be unsure.

"I think you're instigating, kid?" Dry skinny continued to stimulate Song Yan.

"I didn't ask, OK, I promise you!"

Seeing Song Yan be fooled, the skinny middle-aged could not help but be happy, and directly launched a 100 million chip: "Then I and 100 million! If you have a seed, continue to dark!"

"Dark is dark!"

Song Kun launched 50 million chips. At one moment, the chips on the gambling table had reached more than 300 million.

"Boy, have a temper, I like it!" Ganshou middle-aged smiled, then took out the checkbook, wrote down 100 million, and threw it on the table: "I'll follow 100 million!"

"I keep dark!" Song Yan launched another 50 million.

The amount at the gaming table reached more than 500 million.

So, Song Yan went dark for two more 50 million, the amount at the gambling table reached more than 800 million, and the chips around him were not enough.

The skinny young man threw out a 100 million check with a smile, and said with a smile: "Boy, you have no money! I won this time!"

"Who says I have no money!"

Song Yan sneered and took out a bank card: "There are 600 million in it, I don't know if you can take out 1.2 billion!"

The skinny middle-aged expression looked stunned, and then dismissed: "You say 600 million is 600 million, dealer, I asked to check his bank card balance!"

Song Zheng threw the bank card directly to the dealer and told her the password.

There are credit card machines in the VIP room, so the amount was quickly verified, and indeed there were more than 600 million on the card.

There are actually 600 million yuan in Song Ye's bank card.

Han Sha was very surprised, and Han Dayuan secretly decided that he must match his daughter and Song Yan. This kid is too rich. If he becomes his son-in-law, he won't have to worry about his next life.

So, after two more rounds, the lean middle-aged had to open the card, because he was out of money, and the total amount at the gambling table reached 1.4 billion.

"Boy, you lost, you can see clearly, three nines!" The skinny middle-aged smiled and opened his own card and said, "If it's not that I don't have enough funds, I will definitely win all your 600 million!"

Between words, the skinny middle-aged began to grab chips around him.

"Wait!" Song Yan shouted.

"Why, don't you think you can make a comeback?" The skinny middle-aged sneered.

"I can do it without reading the cards! Hansha, come and help me flop!" Song Yan stood up and said to Hansha.

"Song Yan still forgets it! There is no need, just pay for a lesson, don't gamble anymore!" Han Sha also thinks Song Yan has lost, but now it is just dead support.

"Hansha, I believe you can bring me good luck, let's flop!" Song Yan urged with a smile.

"it is good!"

Han Sha nodded, and reached out to open Song Yi's first card.

It's a red heart A.

The second one is Plum A.

Seeing two A's in a row, the skinny middle-aged can't help but feel awkward, not three A's.

The third shot, Ace of Spades.

Looking at those three A's, the skinny middle-aged man couldn't help feeling dazzling, and suddenly stood up: "No way, how can you be three A's?"

Han Sha didn't believe she would come up with three A's, and her face was shocked and confused.

"Nothing is impossible, I can only say that Han Sha's luck is too good! Haha!" Song Yonglang laughed loudly.

"I don't believe it, it must be that you are a senior, right?" The skinny middle-aged man pointed at Song Yan's nose. This time, the casino only provided him 150 million funds and agreed with the casino. The money won is split in half.

But in this round, he invested nearly 900 million, except for the 150 million provided by the casino, the rest is his own money.

Song Yan's face sank: "You can eat rice indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. Which eye do you see me out of thousands?" After speaking, he no longer cares about lean middle-aged, but said to the dealer: "Dealer, you can convert all of these chips and checks into cash and put them in my card. Is that okay?"

"No ... no problem!" The dealer nodded indifferently.

On the one hand, Huang Yong's face became extremely incomparable. He did not expect that the casinos would unite with the skinny youths and not only did not win the money of Song Yan, but also lost so much money again.

In the surveillance room, Liang Kuan's face became extremely gloomy, and said coldly, "Come, go and bring this guy to the third floor!"