Almighty in the city

"Bai! Also! Fan!" Sun Changsheng was so angry that he started to swing.

When Peter Zhu saw his appearance, he was afraid that Young Master Sun could not hold back for a while and rushed to beat Bai Yifan. That would be a broken rule and the consequences could not be predicted. He immediately rushed up with a stride and blocked him. In front of Sun Changsheng, he put his hands on his shoulders, and repeatedly said: "Young Master Sun, calm down! Be sure! Be sure! Be calm!"

"Which one of your eyes sees that I am not calm!" Sun Changsheng was at the critical point of anger. He did not dare to break the rules of "putting the plate", but for Pete Zhu, the son of Sun, this young man naturally Wouldn't he take him seriously, an angry anger, immediately vented on him, "Get out of me!"

Pete Zhu was pushed hard by Sun Changsheng, and a kick in his stomach at the same time, he staggered, "dangdangdang" retreated four or five steps, a center of gravity was unstable, and immediately hit one of the pillars of the cordon. He fell directly to the ground.

"Trash!" Sun Changsheng watched him fall to the ground coldly, snorted in his nose, and his eyes swept across Lu Qiye at the same time.

Among the people present, all those who heard this "waste" were a little quiet.

Everyone could tell that the eldest grandfather of the Sun family, at this moment, had already surpassed the critical point in his anger.

At this moment, if anyone dares to go up and provoke him, the end will be extremely miserable.

Didn't you see that even Lu Qiye was scolded by the young master of Sang Huai for this "trash".

"Brother Sun." Although Long Qingquan was also extremely angry at this time, the aggrievedness he received was far behind Sun Changsheng after all. At least he was not humiliated by Bai Yifan directly naming names in front of so many people. More sensible.

He saw Sun Changsheng kicked Pete Zhu down, and then scolded Lu Qiye with a "trash" at Sang Huai. He was afraid that he would be overwhelmed by anger and do things that he couldn't handle. He immediately jumped from the sofa. He grabbed Sun Changsheng and pressed him onto the sofa: "Don’t worry, isn’t this the first game? The gambling of 1 billion gold coins only lost 39.5 million. It’s a drop in the bucket, and he can win it back in minutes."

"Good point." Bai Yifan chuckled, and at this moment he came in coldly, "Even Shao Long can understand things, but I didn't expect your grandson to see things at all. Tsk tsk, don't know. Have you been in the belly of the dog all these years?"

"Bai! Also! Fan!" At this moment, Long Qingquan was also furious, "What do you mean! What is something that even I can see!"

"Haha--" Bai Yifan looked at the two people with a smile, shrugged, and spread his hand toward them, "It's not what you understand."

"I--" Long Qingquan violently.

However, at this moment, Sun Changsheng suddenly turned around and held him up.

"Brother Sun!" Long Qingquan turned to look at him, "Don't stop me! Horse! I must kill this grandson today!"

"Even if you don't want to kill him, I won't let him go." Sun Changsheng seemed to finally regain his senses at this time, a pair of cold eyes shot out, "Xiao Liu, what you just said was right, this It's just the first deck of cards. The gambling of one billion gold coins has only lost 39.5 million. The cards in the back are still long-I want to see, wait until he loses all. When the chips of billions of gold coins are pressed on the gambling table and chopped off, can they still be laughable!"

A few words also made Long Qingquan regain his senses after being provoked and exploded.

He raised his hand and poked viciously at Bai Yifan, who was sitting at the gaming table. His expression was clearly saying, "You wait, and see if your kid can laugh at that time."

Bai Yifan just smiled lightly, with an arrogant expression. He didn't seem to put these two people in his eyes at all. He turned his head, looked at the female croupier, and said faintly: "Go ahead."

The female croupier finally woke up like a dream, coughing a little embarrassingly, but looked at Lu Qiye and Pete Zhu, who was scrambling to help the cordon post.

Lu Qiye's expression had long since disappeared from the old god before, and it became extremely gloomy.

Before, in front of so many people, Sun Changsheng scolded Sanghuai for "trash", and his heart had already ignited an unknown rage.

Although Sun Changsheng scolded Pitju, everyone could hear that this "trash" was actually made by Lu Jiarui.

As a master of gambling and a qualified "old brave" in a casino, Lu Qiye has never been humiliated like this since taking this position.

Even if Sun Changsheng’s old father, Sun Ning, had just met him, he had to yell "Uncle Seven" in a polite manner, but he did not expect that Sun Ninggang’s dude son would yell "trash" in the public.

Moreover, he had to accept this insult abruptly, Quandang did not hear that it was a sentence "referring to the sang and cursing the Huai". Who said he was the eldest son of the Sun family, not the "Pixiu" worshipped by the Sun family. The character who turned his face.

Lu Qiye's heart was frustrated for a while, and there was no way to vent his anger. This spearhead, in the end, naturally could only be directed at Bai Yifan, the "tray" person.

"Brother Bai is a good method." He looked at Bai Yifan coldly, and lifted his hand to pick off the string of stars and moon bodhi hanging on his neck.

In the casino lobby, anyone who is familiar with him can't help but feel refreshed at this moment.

They knew that Lu Qiye gambled with people, he was always used to "stay on the front line" and would not drive people to death. This is also a style of behavior of "Pixiu".

However, once he settled down the star-moon bodhi hanging around his neck, it meant that this "old brave" was determined to "kill".

Suddenly, there was another burglary in the casino lobby. If it weren't for the fear of Sun Changsheng and Long Qingquan, I'm afraid the crowd would have already fried the pot again.

Naturally, Sun Changsheng knew about Lu Qiye’s gambling habit. Seeing that he had already put on a posture of "killing", the anger in his heart was slightly calmed down. At the same time, he felt a little uncomfortable for his gaffe. When the gambling is over, make up for the relationship with Lu Qiye, the "old brave".

At the gambling table, Bai Yifan watched Lu Qiye take off the string of stars and moon bodhi hanging on his neck, and he also said, "I took off the'artifact', is this going to'kill the precepts'?"

"I just want to make a good bet with Little Brother Bai." Lu Qiye's tone was flat, but in this flat, there was boundless hostility, "Don't dare to desecrate the Buddha, so I have to pick it first."

"Interesting." Bai Yifan chuckled, "Then we might as well bet on the second deck of cards. How about one billion gold coins?"