The reborn businesswoman loses again

Chapter 474 Who Holds the Pen

According to what was agreed before the game, whoever wins can become a member of Jinbihuihuang, but when Tao Hong made this promise, it was completely aimed at the magician, and the guests did not expect things to turn out like this in the end. .

The magician who once defeated Dulong, whose flaws were as flawed as cutting vegetables, gave up without even opening the cards? !
Such a nonsensical ending made people confused, but what he said was like splashed water, and Tao Hong could only ask people to go up to the second floor to go through the formalities with a dark face.

There was an uproar on the first floor. The God of Gamblers who had been playing games for half a month was not hunted down by the casino, but became an upgraded member for free. I believe this matter will be aroused by tomorrow.

But when the door on the second floor was closed, all other sounds were cut off, and the scene in the room was somewhat serious.

Zhao Tiancheng was in a state of confusion all the time, until a document was handed over to him to sign, he was still slow to respond, "What is this?"

"The following content cannot be leaked, so a non-disclosure agreement is required in advance." Tao Hong sat on the side sofa and smoked. Members will have the opportunity to enter the VIP room, and everything inside will not be publicized, and the selection qualifications are also very strict, and if they don't want to, they can return to the previous conditions."

Unlimited loans are not as good as VIP rooms, needless to say the specifications and grades.

Although Zhao Tiancheng had heard it mentioned by the girl before, it was only now that he really felt its weight, and his mood changed from disapproval at the beginning to curiosity and greed, "I'm tired of these small fights. good."

Tao Hong curled his lips and didn't speak. When he seldom misjudged people, no matter how he looked at them, he felt that he was in front of an idiot.Now being put together by a fool is as disgusting as swallowing a fly.

"Where's the pen? Hurry up and bring the pen!" Zhao Tiancheng changed his sluggishness just now, and even put his nose on his face, deliberately reaching out to the opposite magician, "You are also a consultant, even if you lose, at least The service attitude should always be there.”

At this moment, he is fully focused on the VIP room, how can he care about why the other party admits defeat?Maybe he can reach the sky with his gambling skills, and then even the Zhao family can be ignored.

"Service, of course there is." The magician seems to be in a good mood today. Even if he admits defeat in public and is provoked, he doesn't see the slightest anger. A pen, the tip of which is suspended under his finger, behind his strange smiling face, "But this service is not for you, but for...her."

The drawn-out, slender voice sounded barbaric, extremely weird, and finally the opponent turned his gun, aiming at the girl who had been sitting silently by the side.

Both Zhang Tiancheng and Tao Hong were taken aback, but the latter was puzzled, while the former felt guilty.

"Are you kidding? What does this matter have to do with her? I am the one who bet on it. Of course I am the one to sign. Bring the pen." Zhang Tiancheng became a little anxious, and reprimanded him with a serious face. He leaned forward and crossed the table to Go grab that pen.

As a result, just as the hand was in the air, a small hand grabbed the hem of the suit suddenly, "Don't move."

When the clear voice of the girl who had been taciturn all night rang out faintly, her head, which had been lowered all the time, was lifted up, and through the thick black-rimmed glasses, the whole person's aura was already sharp.

"What do children know, let go!" Zhao Tiancheng naturally refused to back down. If the girl signed the agreement, there would be no place for him to stand in the future, so it was half a threat to scold him with a tiger's face.

As a result, the other party was not only not afraid, but also warned in a calm tone: "If you don't want your hands anymore, then go."

Saying that, she let go of her hand, and sat back obediently.

On the other hand, Zhao Tiancheng didn't respond for a while, and his body was still stretching forward habitually. When his finger was about to touch the pen, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his finger. There was a bloodstain in the middle of the index finger out of thin air. The bone was broken, and the blood dripped and splashed on the table immediately, "Ah, SHIT, what is that..."

With a cry of pain, he withdrew his hand, hurriedly pulled out a tissue to cover the wound, his face turned completely pale, and finally understood why those 32 people who were repeatedly picked couldn't touch the cards in the end.

"Hehe, the reaction is not slow, and you won't be able to use that arrogant finger any later in your life." The magician laughed happily, the corner of his mouth showed a trace of cruelty, which made people shudder.

Tao Hong was also taken aback, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. Thinking of the fate of Dulong in Kao Hall, he truly realized the horror of the young man, "Mr. Magician, is there some misunderstanding?"

Now that the bet has been paid and there are still so many people downstairs, Zhao Tiancheng can't have an accident in Jinbihuihuang today.

It's just fine, so what's the matter with the girl next to her?

"If there is any misunderstanding, just try it and you will find out, ha ha..." The magician laughed in a low voice, his voice was quite pleasant, his fingertips moved, and the pen spun in mid-air, and he smiled at the girl and said: " I guess you have played for half a month just to enter the VIP room, so, today, do you want him to sign with his own blood, or do you come by yourself?"

As soon as he heard that his own blood was going to be used, Zhao Tiancheng was already intimidated.

Tao Hong looked at his movements and saw the clues. He put his eyes on the girl and examined it carefully, but he couldn't see anything unusual about her.

However, a few seconds later, the girl suddenly chuckled, "I was recognized by you with only one pair of hands, you are indeed very powerful."

As the voice fell, the little hand that was resting on the knee had already been lifted up. Under the illumination of the incandescent lamp in the room, the hand passed through the black marble tabletop. The fingers were plain white and slender, and the white fluff haloed into halos under the light and shadow. The hand wrapped around it is especially gentle and soft, like a finely crafted work of art in an oil painting.

But such a pair of soft and boneless little hands bravely passed through the death penalty zone set up by the magician. The sound of the silk thread being cut was heard in the air, and then the pen was lightly taken away by the little hands.

Tao Hong's eyes widened in vain, looking at the pen, and when he turned his head to ask something, he suddenly found bloodstains on the magician's hand, the wounds criss-crossed and oozing blood quickly, and soon soaked the entire palm. It looked terribly frightening.

"This..." What's going on?

"Ah, it's so beautiful. No matter how long it has passed, I will always remember these hands. They are so beautiful."

(End of this chapter)