Chapter 137 The winner is king 1

The winner is the king (I)

Sitting on the gambling table, I looked at the domineering butcher opposite me. I knew it was real this time.

Tu Fang, wearing a light white suit, looked at me with a gloomy face, turned the ring in his hand and said, "You must be very strange. Why did I change my mind again?"

"You must be even more strange. Why did I kick out that stupid butcher?"

"Believe me, you can't guess these answers, because the one sitting in front of you at this moment is no longer the slaughter party, but the Tianlong slaughter of Zhang Tianding and Nie Wanlong."

The slaughter side talked a lot in front of me, and I gradually understood that what was floating above his head was the soul of Tu Tianlong. It seemed that he was controlled by his own heart demon.

I said coldly, "These answers are not what I want to care about. The only thing I care about is what you plan to do with me and Cat. Have you still regard her as your daughter?"

"cat!" Tu Fang snorted coldly, "In my world, I am the only king, and your reincarnation as Shi Zhikang will be my biggest obstacle, so unless you can beat me again, the miracle will not happen again."

Nima, I'm really reincarnated as Shi Zhikang. Why did the author come to this every time? I replied depressedly, "I'm really not like Shi Zhikang, okay? You said I looked like a thief, A Xing.

"Enough!" Tu Fang patted the table and said, "Do you think the stirring method will still work for me? I traveled to this world and lurked on the slaughter side. I have been waiting for this day for so many years. Today, you must make a serious bet with me.

I said, "What are you betting on? Did you lose or play JJ a hundred times?" Seeing the twisted face of Tu Fang, he then said, "This is the bet you made at the beginning. It has nothing to do with me."

"You don't have to do this again. I've already prepared the bet." Tu Fang suddenly smiled and took out a few chips from his pocket and put them on the table. When I saw why they were so familiar, I suddenly found that the chips began to speak: "Apprentice, save us quickly. We have been caught by him again. If we don't return to our original body, we should be destroyed."

Isn't this the ghost of Baimei? How did he become the butcher's bargaining chip? I said how could he live in the past? Why didn't he come to me to command randomly? So he laughed and said, "The stinky master is so useless. Don't worry, give it to me. I will definitely win you back."

"Don't care about him, and what about me?" Another yellow chip next to me also spoke. As soon as I heard it, I was very familiar with it. Suddenly, I heard that it was Uncle Tongtian. I said, "Go ahead, why did you fall when your old magic power is so high?"

"Don't mention it, I was cheated. Tu Fang, a dead man, cheated my soul with thousands of skills. The stinky apprentice must save me!"

I lowered my head directly. If you can't do it, I have to give it for nothing.

"Oc's it, it's time to end the old story." Tu Fang slapped the table and urged me to start gambling. I sat there saying that the pear asked loudly, "What do you bet on? What do you bet on?"

"It is customary to bet on the dice first, and the chip is your own soul." Tu Fang said with a sneer.

Damn, I had to gamble my life as soon as I came up. I swallowed my saliva and said, "Then can I bet on other people's?"

"Who else can bet on your soul?" Tu Fang pinched the chip in his hand and smiled, "I'd like to see it."

I stretched out my hand and released a soul from the omnipotent instrument: "Do you want to kill your son?"

"I just kicked him out, and you even threatened me with him?" Tu Fang patted the table and threw three dice, "Start gambling quickly."

I took the dice and said with sweat, "How to compare? Bet on the size?"

"No, let's guess the points in the other party's hands." Suddenly, I picked up my dice and threw them into the dice cup and began to shake. "You can guess my points first. Before I stop, you have to shake the dice yourself. You can't break the dice, otherwise it's a foul."

As soon as I heard you, I really thought I was Shi Zhikang. I played so advanced. I picked up the dice and shook it and suddenly saw the gambling soul behind the slaughter. Can I guess that it was only depends on him? I looked at the gambling soul with a gloomy face and thought in my heart. Bai Mei said that the gambling soul of the dice likes to harm people most, so what I asked him to help me will definitely be wrong. How can I guess the points?

"Okay, are you thinking about the gambling soul behind me for help?" Butcher suddenly accelerated his shaking speed. "Tell you that all the gambling souls here have surrendered to me. Don't expect them to help you."

Is Nima so powerful? I suddenly had an idea and thought of an idea, so I asked the gambling soul for help in my heart and said, "Lord Gambling Soul, I actually don't want to gamble with my father-in-law. Just give me a wrong point. I must lose."

I gave you the opposite. I don't believe that the gambling soul doesn't want to hurt me. Maybe I deliberately let me win, but I saw that the gambling soul's face was distorted and finally gave the points. The good thing was three, four or five. I immediately shook the dice cup to shake out the same points. Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of the butcher's sinister smile and immediately felt no OK.

Can't Tu Fang think of this? He is so sure that there will be any tricks I don't know. I suddenly thought that there should be a gambling soul behind him. If he gave Tu Fang the correct instructions, wouldn't I still lose?

Nima's move was too insidious. I was almost fooled. How could I deal with the gambling soul behind me? I racked my brains to think about it, but the butcher had put down the dice and he had shaken it.

"It's time for you to stop." Tu Fang stretched out his hand and knocked on the table. I put down the dice with a black line on my face and said that it was over. I must have lost.

The butcher opened the dice cup but two-four-five, and I then uncovered my natural three-four-five. I lost half first, and Nima was too sad.

"Go on and see if you can bring this game back?" The butcher urged me to continue gambling. I thought about what to do. I looked at the gambling soul behind the butcher and suddenly shook my heart. While shaking the dice, he used telepathy to try to domesticate the gambling soul behind me.

Brother, stop following the slaughter. If there is any future, let's venture into the world together. Sooner or later, the foundation of the old man is mine. You are better than him. He is already old-fashioned - I used a strong eloquence and kept lobbying. I don't know if it worked. This guy actually answered me, "Okay, Give me 50 million first."

Nima is so greedy for money, and I was full of cows at that time. Why do you want so much money as a ghost? Who knows that he can still hear what I'm thinking? In turn, he reprimanded me, "Stupid, we are all cheated out of our souls by the butcher. You think it's really ghosts. Unless you can help me take back the body, I can't help you."

It turned out that there was still this, and I thought to myself: No problem, I also have friends to save, and I can help you by the way, but the premise is that you have to help me get this game back, otherwise I can't trust you.

I was discussing with him when Tu Fang patted the table again: "What are you doing? It's not over. Why don't you play Brown Drum? Finish it quickly." I crossed my heart and immediately put the dice on the table and shouted, "I'm sure to buy it. I'll win this game."