No matter how fierce I will cry for you

The "Little Fish" cruise ship is the most luxurious cruise ship in Victoria Harbor. The indoor leisure and entertainment hall covers an area of ​​thousands of square meters and has all kinds of entertainment facilities.

Mr. Shao is not interested in playing things, so he can only play a few games of mahjong and bridge, and he has to be patient.

At this moment, Mr. Shao was sitting at the mahjong table. Opposite him was his little fox cub. His belly was slightly bulging, and he was leaning on the chair in a comfortable posture.

It's just that the two people sitting on the left and right sides are not in good condition. One has a broken mouth corner, one has a swollen cheek, and his hair is messy as if he had just blown by the sea breeze.

"If you want to play, play big. What's the point of hundreds and tens of millions? The high seas are here. If you don't gamble tens or tens of billions, you can't be sorry for the game set up by my sister-in-law." Young Master Song spoke viciously, with his eyelids drooping. He looked disdainful to look at Fu Yanci.

Miss Qiao Er sat in a very comfortable position and watched with cold eyes. The two people had just had a fight. She did not answer anything to avoid getting involved in the "overt and covert fight" between the two people.

Fu Yanci chuckled, and the always gentle man seemed to be more enthusiastic: "I can still afford tens of billions, but, Second Young Master Song, can you afford it?"

The question made Young Master Song blush immediately. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was beaten or because he was angry. He just felt like someone stepped on his tail. He raised his head and chest and stared at Fu Yanci: "Grandpa, I'm going to beat him." I’ve never lost in mahjong!”

"What if we lose?" Fu Yanci was still very calm. He didn't huff like Young Master Song, and just sat calmly on the chair.

Mr. Shao and Miss Qiao Er were just watching the fun, and neither of them spoke to each other, and they had no intention of trying to make peace. After all, the two people who were fighting had always been on good terms, so it might just be a fight at the head of the bed and a fight at the end of the bed.

"No chance!" Young Master Song said firmly, "Even if I lose, I will never blame you!"

"That's what you said." Fu Yanci seemed to be waiting for his words.

Young Master Song slapped the table, and the waiters next to him immediately started a game. After placing all the mahjong tiles, the waiters stepped aside.

Young Master Song was sitting in the banker, and after only two rounds of play, Fu Yanci lost his temper, pushed down the mahjong tiles, and then smiled at Young Master Song very 'amiably' and said, "I accept the concession."

The first hand was worth two million. Young Master Song was the banker, so he would lose twice as much. The waiter had already put the chips from Young Master Song's box into Fu Yanci's box without him having to do anything himself. Young Master Song's face turned green with anger, and he continued to say harsh words: "As the old saying goes, it is better to get a beating than to have your head messed up. Mr. Fu, please do me a favor."

Young Master Song is used to eating, drinking and having fun. Whenever he doesn't compete with his friends, whenever he doesn't win a lot of money, he doesn't believe it. Fu Yanci, who only knows how to work, can't beat him. .

But for the next few games, Fu Yanci and Miss Qiao basically took turns playing tricks. Young Master Song scratched his head and ears anxiously, and his eyes were spitting fire.

"Today is really bad luck!" Young Master Song muttered angrily.

Fu Yanci remained motionless and continued to push down the cards: "What a fool."

Young Master Song has lost hundreds of millions, and his usual pocket money is only a few million, which is already beyond what he can bear. But if he can survive, he will have to go bankrupt.

"That's about it." Mr. Shao said. He was tired of playing and had no patience anymore. He had almost seen the excitement.

Young Master Song refused to give up: "No, we must fight to the end today! No one is allowed to leave!"

Before he finished speaking, there seemed to be waves on the sea, and the cruise ship tilted sideways, and even a few mahjong tiles fell.

"What's going on?" Young Master Song was confused.

Before he finished speaking, someone came over to report: "Shao Sheng, a giant ship is blocking our way ahead."

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