The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 107 What the hell is Xiaoxiao Point? !
The gamblers laughed angrily, stepped on their chairs, and the hooligans sneered angrily, "It's up to you?"

"Boy, there is a price to pay for being crazy in front of me!"

The gamblers were sneering, Yan Tao always had a smile in his eyes, with his right hand resting on his lap, his calm attitude made the gamblers feel annoyed and wanted to hit someone!
The boy just sat in his seat and looked at them with an elegant posture, his eyes were calm as if he was watching a clown show.

Casual but superior contempt is more irritating than provocation!
The leading middle-aged gambler, Liu Zhou, was even more furious. They found fault, and to put it bluntly, they were jealous.

I have been in THE GHOST for more than ten years. I lost out of ten bets, big and small, and lost millions of money. I didn’t even hear the sound!
This kid has been lucky twice in the last two times, and he is definitely here!

Liu Zhou: "Boy, you lost. Not only do you have to kneel on the ground and call our grandpa, but you also have to come over and lick the soles of grandpa's shoes clean!"

"Boss Zhou is right!"

"Come here and lick the soles of our shoes!"

"Speaking of which, this kid is skinny and tender, so he couldn't be raised?"

The gambler doesn't care about meat and vegetables, and his mouth is even more unclean. As he talks, he looks at Yan Tao with lewd eyes.

"Boy, where did you get the 1 yuan without even growing hair? Could it be that you earned it by selling your ass!"

Everyone looked at each other, looked at Yan Tao tacitly and smiled.

With disgusting and obscene eyes, Huang Jingyi took a step back in fear, and subconsciously hid beside Yan Tao.

When she was holding the back of the young man's chair, she was stunned for a moment. For some reason, although this young man was young, he could give her a strong sense of security...

Ever since my father got sick, I no longer felt a sense of security.

Amidst the disgusting laughter, Yan Tao also laughed.

The smile seems to be the spring breeze in March, but the chill in it is as cold as frost.

The coldness, freezes to the bone.

Yan Tao's eyes fell on the gambler opposite, and he said slowly, "Like talking? Do you like laughing?"

Everyone was stunned.

What is the problem?
I don't know why, but the person who was swept by the young man's eyes suddenly felt uneasy, and shook for no reason.

, "Like it so much? I let you talk and laugh every day."

Yan Tao stood up, grabbed the chips on the gaming table with his right hand, and exerted a sudden force on his arm.

The chips are thrown out like a hidden weapon with a whiff!

Omg!

What kind of martial arts is this? !

The croupier and Huang Jingyi were stunned, their eyes couldn't hide the shock.

It looks like the skill of throwing a hidden weapon in a movie. It looks simple. Anyone who has tried it knows that without strong force and extremely precise aim, it is completely impossible to throw it.

The chips fell on the gamblers in shocking eyes, and they were stunned for a moment.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly burst out laughing uncontrollably, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched, tears burst into tears from the laughter.

Huang Jingyi was dumbfounded, "Mr. Yan, what are they...?"

The dealer was also dumbfounded.

They all want to know.

"Oh, it's nothing," Yan Tao said coldly, staring at the group of idiots laughing like dogs, "it's just hitting their laughter points."

Huang Jingyi almost choked on her own saliva.

Smile, hole? !
Shouldn't this kind of thing only appear in kung fu movies? !

Why can someone say it so plainly and click the laughing point... that's all? !
Boss, it's all like this, what else do you want...

"Let's announce the results."

Yan Tao ignored the group of people laughing wildly, folded his hands on the table, and tapped the transparent cover with his chin.

(End of this chapter)