Fake Prodigal

Chapter 397

"It's so shameless!" Li Hao was furious, Ah San blatantly smoked, but he had no choice but to eliminate Brother Curry!

"The taste is really good, but there is less curry and a little too much chili!" Brother Curry was full of enthusiasm, and he ate the fried rice. After the lame uncle left, facing the three little rookies, he no longer had any scruples.

"Damn you!" Li Hao took out the transparent stomach mushroom, and the moment he handed over 200 million chips, he threw the stomach mushroom, which landed accurately in the curry beef rice.

Brother Curry smiled brightly, put away the chips on the table, and his smile became brighter. He took a few mouthfuls of curry beef rice and finished it. He wiped the corners of his mouth and said in satisfaction: "The night is the most wonderful, my good luck has come!"

"If you eat so much curry, you won't be afraid of a bad stomach!" Li Hao joked.

Brother Curry shook his head, stroked his beard, and proudly said: "Curry is the favorite of Tianzhu people, no matter how much you eat, it's okay!"

"Admiration, my stomach can't stand it, I can only adapt to abalone and sea cucumber." Li Hao smiled, lit a cigar, and took a puff comfortably.

The game of cards continued, Li Haoyun played the cards calmly, not asking for cards, just asking not to fire, observing the state of Brother Curry, his forehead was sweating, his face was getting darker, his teeth were grinning, and he was fidgeting. Stick to playing cards.

"If you're so tolerant, can you still do yoga?" Li Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, playing cards boredly, waiting for the lame uncle to come back, and beat the old man Curry.

"It's a dog! The curry has expired, or the beef has gone bad, my stomach!" Brother Curry was sweating profusely, his stomach was tightening and painful, his face was ever-changing, and the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time. Take advantage of the lame uncle's departure to earn a lot of money!
Uncle Lame is a master. Brother Curry discovered it long ago, and even guessed the identity of Uncle Lame. The old ghost who has just risen in the gambling world has played mahjong for half a night. The two have played against each other several times. If you can seize the short-lived opportunity, you can earn as much as you can, and when the lame uncle returns to the poker table, he will be out of the game!
A new game started, Li Hao opened the cards, the cards were in the pattern of thirteen yao, and there was only one blank board left to get all thirteen yao, if the thirteen yao was wrong, it would be 1000 million, and the three would be 3000 million , It's fun to think about it.

"Little Mo, give me good luck!" Li Hao thought in his heart.

"Just shout three times, believe in Timo, and you will live forever!" Timo said arrogantly.

"The last hand, if you win, leave the table and ask for help!" Li Hao discussed.

"Think about it!" Timo said arrogantly.

"Please whiteboard!" Li Hao said plaintively.

"The next one is the whiteboard, be careful Ah San draws thousands!" Timo reminded.

Li Hao's eyes lit up, and he stared at the Great Wall in front of his opponent, Brother Curry. After Di Yan finished playing the cards, he swung himself to draw the cards.As long as there is a white board, the pattern of thirteen Yao will be formed, and the chance of winning is great.

"Rookie, tell Hu Shisanyao to roll around, don't dream about it!" Brother Curry widened his eyes, his brows furrowed into Sichuan characters, and beads of sweat flowed from the corners of his forehead.

Brother Curry's face was cloudy and uncertain, he stared at the buttoned whiteboard, slowly raised his trembling fingers, and was about to use his sleeve to block his sight, and replaced the whiteboard with his old man, without getting Li Hao all thirteen What a chance.

"Be careful, Ah San is going to cheat!" Timo said anxiously.

Li Hao raised his head suddenly, his eyes were narrowed into slits, his pupils flashed a sharp light, his face was cold, Brother Curry's sleeve blocked the Great Wall, and Black Claw had an extra card, the moment he was about to replace the whiteboard.

"Crack!" A big hand went through the sleeve, unexpectedly pressed down on the whiteboard, and blocked Curry's black claws. Li Hao said playfully, "Boss Di is about to play the card, I can't wait!"

"Get rich!" Di Yan threw out a card and joked: "Young people, please calm down, don't rush to play cards!"

Li Hao grabbed the whiteboard, and said calmly: "Brother Curry, you are wearing a long robe and mandarin jacket, and you are sweating profusely from the heat, it's okay!"

"It's okay, Tianzhu is very hot, I'm used to it!" Brother Curry wiped his sweat, blushed and his neck was thick, showing a constipated expression, and played a card with trembling fingers, staring at Li Hao fearfully, holding his breath and feeling angry, If it wasn't for the stomachache and his uneasy state, how could Huaqian miss it!
Could it be that the opponent's rookie is still a hidden master, and he has lost his sight. Brother Curry mustered up all his energy and stared at the opponent's rookie. He must stop Li Hao from becoming thirteen. The rookie is in front of his eyes Next, if you mess up thirteen, wouldn't you be ashamed and throw it to grandma's house!
Li Hao didn't care, and breathed out a puff of smoke comfortably. With the cigar between his fingers, he flicked the ash, clasped the cards in his hand, and said flatly: "Listen!"

"Standing in the manor and listening to the cards, it seems like a big fool!" Di Yan laughed.

"Looks like it's about to come back, don't order black cannons!" Brother Lafei teased, and played a three-barrel.

"There is no one bar on the table, so it's thirteen?" Brother Curry had a smirk all over his face, and the corner of his mouth raised a smirk, and the arc became wider and wider, reminding the two people on the left and right, he took out a piece of Yaoji and shook it. Akira, hit two!

Di Yan and Brother Lafei looked at each other, and their expressions became serious. Li Hao is sitting on the dealer in this game, not standing up and listening to the cards. If it is really thirteen, whoever orders the black cannon will have to pay 3000 million US dollars for the banker. This is not a joke It's fun, even if the two are big bosses, they can't afford to lose!

"Grandpa, it's fine if you cheat, and you even bring a tip-off, how shameless!" Li Hao was indignant, and greeted Brother Curry's family a hundred times, without showing any emotion on his face, but showing a kind smile .

"Played a round of mahjong, but didn't win one, it's almost time to open!" Li Hao said calmly.

Di Yan and Brother Lafei were reminded that they were afraid of playing black cannons and paid 3000 million US dollars. No one dared to play Yaojiu, so they played every card carefully.

Brother Curry succeeded in his trick, and stared at Li Hao jokingly, his dark cheeks gleaming with oil, and with a gloating smirk, he threw out a piece of [-] yuan, and said in a strange way: "Luck is fleeting, the more you want to grasp it, the more you will get it." The more you can't catch it! Just like the girl you like, the more you like it, the more you can't get it!"

"The same goes for curry beef rice. Only the stomach knows how good it is!" Li Hao smiled and said playfully, "I played mahjong for half the night and didn't move at all. I dare not hold it in."

"Crack!" Brother Curry's stomach screamed strangely, his face was extremely ugly, he covered his stomach with his hands, and stared at Li Hao viciously, wondering whether the curry beef rice was given laxatives, and the culprit was the opponent Little rookie!

"Xiao Mo, I want to touch the treasure, is there a chance!" Li Haoli's desire is intriguing, thirteen plus touch treasure, isn't it the eighteen arhats who can turn over infinitely, the cap is [-] million, and one person loses [-] million US dollars, just thinking about it is enjoyable!
"Mengmeng, remind you when it's time!" Timo said cheerfully.

(End of this chapter)