There are thousands in the world

I walked straight towards Wang Yueying, seeing the steps of the six of us, everyone gave way to us.

"You can do it, don't bother me, can you? Grab the dealer..."

I saw that handsome boy took out a pair of chips and placed them in front of me to grab the banker.

What they played was the favorite game of the old and young in Forty-Nine City.

The so-called pushing the cheese is to take out all the mahjong tiles and add 4 white boards to form a simple tile.

In fact, Mahjong pushing the cheese can also be said to be [-] bars or crazy Pai Gow. Compared with other games, the gameplay is simpler and the rhythm is faster.

There is no such thing as heaven, earth, people and other card counting in pushing the cheese, and there are no such complicated rules.

Each party adds up the points of the two cards, takes the single digit, and then directly compares the size.

For the pair and the [-] tube, the pair is the largest, then the combination of the [-] tube and the [-] tube, and then other points.

Pushing the cheese is not a fixed banker. Whoever has money can be the banker. As long as you put out a certain bet, you can grab the banker.

I watched the little boy take the card. When he took the card, he had already buckled the card in his hand. When he took the card, he directly spread the card. The cards are returned to the mahjong in front of you.

This technique of deceiving the sky and crossing the ocean can be described as a perfect skill.

But unfortunately, the hand is too slow, in my eyes, it is clearly seen.

"Twenty-eight bars, kill all..."

With a yell, I watched many people shake their heads unhappily.

Wang Yueying quickly ate up all the chips on the table.

"Brother Hongyue, you are so powerful. You must be stronger than that bastard that stinky little nine. When we find a chance, we will go to him for an appointment and teach him a lesson."

Wang Yueying danced excitedly.

The man named Hong Yue next to her also began to float lightly.

"What bullshit? Who do you think I am? I'm very busy. I have a lot of family business to take care of. It's hard for me to come here with my dad. I don't have the time to pay attention to those cats and dogs. Huh? You also give me a little threshold, don't associate with those who are not popular, you can forget about people from your family, don't lose people from our He family. "

That Hongyue disdainful words made Wang Yueying immediately admire and say: "I know Brother Hongyue, shall we continue to sit in the manor?"

"That must be it. I want to kill the Quartet. You all stretch your necks for me, and wait for me to see. Play dice, let a leopard refresh you..."

After that Hongyue finished speaking, he was about to play the dice. I stood behind him, but he didn't feel it at all.

When I went up, I slapped him directly on the back of his head, and with that slap, he lay flat on the table, crying out in pain.

"Fuck you, that bastard dares to hit me?"

He Hongyue cursed angrily.

The thirty or so people at this gaming table were chatting and laughing, but when they suddenly saw the six of us, they all backed away involuntarily in fright.

But at this time, He Hongyue and Wang Yueying turned their heads angrily. When the two of them wanted to curse, they suddenly saw the six of us wearing grimace masks, and everyone stared at him murderously. He and Wang Yueying were scared I shivered all over.

If they wanted to scold us, they all choked back.

"Guru..."

He Hongyue swallowed involuntarily, and began to sweat on his forehead, as if he couldn't bear it because of our strong sense of oppression.

However, perhaps it was a kind of arrogance cultivated by pampering for many years, he still asked unhappily: "Who are you? Why do you hit me?"

I went up and slapped He Hongyue directly, his face flushed.

He angrily wanted to turn around and scold me, but just as he turned around, I went up and slapped him again, making his face flushed.

When he was about to turn around for the third time, I went up and slapped him again, and after this slap, the corners of He Hongyue's mouth began to bleed.

In the entire casino, there was no sound, everyone stood there and stared at us blankly, everyone seemed to be facing a big enemy, so frightened by our aura that they didn't even dare to fart.

I find it a little funny, the people here are almost all masters on the Qianmen ranking list, everyone is a vicious person on the road, or they are cynical second-generation children, who are usually full of evil and domineering.

But now, facing the six of us, they were obviously scared, almost scared to death by them.

The sense of oppression brought by this mask is really strong.

I squinted my eyes and looked at He Hongyue. The blood from the corner of his mouth flowed down his lips. Cheeks flow down.

Wang Yueying immediately said angrily: "You guys, what is your origin? How dare you beat my elder brother Hongyue? Do you know who he is? He is the eldest son and grandson of the He family, the top ten masters in Qianmen. How dare you beat someone?" , I will make you pay the price."

I looked at Wang Yueying's expression of defending this little boy, and I was very upset, mother, I am more handsome than him, and I am more powerful than him, you stinky girl, you have no reason to like him or not me?

So, I went up and slapped He Hongyue again, this slap directly knocked He Hongyue to the ground.

"You, you still dare to hit someone? You are too arrogant..."

Wang Yueying accused me angrily, and I became even more upset. I kicked He Hongyue and rolled him on the ground.

Wang Yueying immediately wanted to scold me again, but He Hongyue immediately said, "Stop it, stop it, I beg you, stop it."

Wang Yueying immediately went to help He Hongyue, but He Hongyue didn't appreciate it at all, and pushed Wang Yueying away in hatred. He Hongyue was not stupid, he was slapped and kicked extra, all because of Wang Yueying's talkativeness.

He Hongyue looked at me fearfully and timidly, but I still looked at him coldly and imitated the six people on the phone.

This aura alone made He Hongyue's legs tremble in fright.

I don't know whether he is afraid of this mask or the evil, but I know a truth in the world.

The wicked need the wicked to grind.

He Hongyue lowered his head, intending to swallow his breath and leave.

But when I grabbed his hair, he immediately wailed in pain and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I offended you by something wrong, I apologize to you, please forgive me."

When I heard He Hongyue's humble apology, I pulled him down severely, pressed him on the chair, and said a word domineeringly.

"I didn't let you go, how dare you go?"