Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 1620
Hu…hu?
How is this possible???
Uncle Xiong stared at Si Jin’s cards in disbelief, and suddenly realized that he was really just missing a three of a kind.
MD! Am I destroying my own good cards and helping him win?
Uncle Xiong’s teeth were chattering. He felt that this wave of operations not only insulted his luck, but also his IQ!
But he had clearly arranged everything today, so he should have won for sure. But now, he had lost 1 billion in less than a minute!
Uncle Xiong San was not convinced: “Come again!”
A new round began. Uncle Xiong Sanye still followed the waiter’s instructions and played a card: “Red center.”
“Bar.”
“fifty thousand.”
“Bar.”
… …
As a result, Mr. Xiong played four cards in a row, and Si Jin hit four times in a row, winning again: “Eighteen Arhats, four hits.”
Si Jin leaned on the table, supporting his chin with both hands. His peach blossom eyes, hidden under the thin-framed gold-rimmed glasses, curved into a beautiful arc. He raised his eyebrows slightly at Mr. Xiong Sanye: “You have to lose four times the money in this round, four billion.”
In less than ten minutes, after two rounds of games, he lost 5 billion!
Uncle Xiong Sanye couldn’t believe the waiter. He felt that today was very strange. The killer didn’t dare to touch He Sijin, and the waiter also helped He Sijin. It was obviously his casino, but it seemed like he was the one who was isolated.
Mr. Xiong Sanye started playing by himself, but he always felt that the person behind him was helping He Sijin. In less than half an hour, he had lost hundreds of billions.
It has shaken more than half of his assets!
No, he can’t play this card anymore. If he continues, he will lose everything, not even his pants will be left!
Cold sweat covered Uncle Xiong’s forehead. He tried to stand up and said, “Let’s stop here today. No more gambling.”
“No bet? How can that be possible?” Si Jin laughed, leaned back in his chair and waved his hand casually. All the killers in the room were like frightened birds, they immediately stood up, turned around and pushed Mr. Xiong back into his chair.
They were even afraid that he would run away, so they opened the steel restraints on the chair and locked his hands tightly, depriving him of all room to struggle.
Su Linyuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly brightened his eyes and stared at the steel ring, wondering what he was thinking of… something else.
At this point, Uncle Xiong was completely dumbfounded. His heart was involuntarily hanging in the air, and even his breathing was trembling – these killers were all his men, so why were they helping He Sijin now?
Why did he always have the illusion that if he didn’t continue to gamble, the laser gun would shoot through his head?
A nameless anger filled his chest. Uncle Xiong San wanted to curse several times, but he held back with reason. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, “Let’s not play mahjong! Let’s play billiards! How about playing billiards?”
I’ll lose anyway if I play mahjong! Uncle Xiong thought: At least he’s good at billiards, so he won’t lose all his money.
“Okay, we’ll bet on whatever the Third Master says.”
Hearing this, Uncle Xiong San finally breathed a sigh of relief, brought his people to the billiard room, and started playing first.
Because the balls were all together at the beginning, Uncle Xiong Sanye scored three balls with one shot, and his confidence suddenly returned.
The positions of the remaining balls were too messy, and it was impossible to score three more. Uncle Xiong San’s eyes turned slightly, and he thought of another plan.
He turned around and threw the club to Si Jin: “How about this, Master He, let’s change the way we play. Based on the current situation, if you can hit four balls into the hole at once, I will… give you all the remaining assets. How about it?”
Humph! He can’t score even if he tries!
