Douluo: Why do you need to fight one-on-one when you can fight in groups?

Chapter 12 I hate it, I hate it!

"This stuff is quite interesting."

Xie Yue hit a pair of "10" and said with a smile.

"Two. One more card."

Hu Liena's face was blushing, she hung a few slips of paper, and played down two cards. She held up the last card in her hand triumphantly, and looked at Yan.

Because Yan is the landlord in this game.

The corner of Yan's mouth twitched: "No."

Neither did Mu Zige, he yelled listlessly.

"A piece of 7. Yan—"

Hu Liena looked at Yan and drew a long tone.

"I know, I know."

Yan put two notes on his face sullenly, and now he has played a lot, but Yan has never won a single time, and the few times he won were all brought by other farmers.

Never once, it was Yan who ended the battle.

"Come again, come again."

"Come on shit, is there anything else?"

Mu Zige had had enough, and put away the cards without saying a word, making up his mind that he must destroy this thing if he had the chance.

"What's the matter?" Yan asked.

Xie Yue and Hu Liena also looked at Mu Zige.

"Yes. What's the matter?"

Mu Zige was taken aback for a moment, as if nothing was wrong, his main task these days was to establish a good relationship with the three people in front of him.

Mu Zige suddenly felt a little envious of Miaomiao.

Miao Miao also woke up before, but she saw that she was about to be dragged to play cards again.

Trembling with fright, taking advantage of Muzige's inattention, he got into the elf ball and couldn't get out of it.

Mu Zige rolled his eyes and suddenly lit up: "Master has something to ask me for. It's already late and it's almost out of date. I'll go first."

After speaking, Mu Zige ran out.

It was dark outside, with only a few points of moonlight pouring on the ground, and the night was very silent.

Mu Zige looked around, and didn't intend to find the master, but directly found a hotel to stay.

……

On the third day after coming to Wuhundian, Yan, Muzige, and Miaomiao were playing cards again, in the garden where they first met.

But the expressions of Muzige and Miaomiao are very reluctant and without passion, because Muzige was forced by Yan, and Miaomiao was called out by Muzige.

"Little Pigeon, I will definitely win this time, you kneel down and beg for mercy."

Yan now, his face is full of confidence.

He studied the tactics all night yesterday, and today he will definitely defeat Mu Zige, return all the humiliation, and let Mu Zige stick notes all over his body, and go out at night.

Mu Zige curled his lips, hating Yan deeply, not only because he dragged him to play cards all day long, but also gave him a nickname! ?

It's a felony, you know?
Xie Yue and Hu Liena watched from the side with a slightly bored expression.

Hu Liena said: "Is Yan in a daze?"

Recently, Yan is really a little abnormal. Whenever he has the opportunity, he will find Muzige to play cards. Even if Muzige burns the cards, he will make a pair himself.

Xie Yue nodded helplessly, and sighed: "Oh! No withdrawal. Although this thing is indeed interesting, there is no need to be obsessed with it to this extent."

Hu Liena was about to speak, but suddenly she was taken aback, and said respectfully: "Master!? And Elder Ju, Elder Ghost, why are you here?"

Hearing Hu Liena's words, Xie Yue was also taken aback for a moment, then quickly came back to her senses, turned around, and indeed saw a very beautiful woman, it was Pope Bibi Dong of the Wuhun Palace.

Behind him are Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, the two humming generals.

"Your Majesty the Pope!" Xie Yue said respectfully.

"Your Majesty the Pope?" Yan, who was obsessed with playing cards, raised his head in doubt. When he saw Bibi Dong, he was taken aback. He quickly stood up and scattered the cards in his hand all over the floor: "God, Your Majesty the Pope."

Mu Zige also stood up, but he was very listless: "Hello, Your Majesty the Pope, I wish you blessings like the East China Sea, longevity, longevity, and unification of the world, long live long live long live."

"I also wish the two elders of Ju Gui, and I wish too."

The corner of Ju Douluo's mouth twitched, and he almost couldn't hold it back, and was about to play Mu Zige: "Boy, what are you talking about? How can we stand shoulder to shoulder with His Majesty the Pope? The Pope can be the greatest person in the world today, arrogant, beautiful, and powerful. How can a little chrysanthemum like us compare with a little ghost."

Thousands of wears, no flattery.

Regardless of whether His Majesty the Pope cares or not, let's take a picture first.

Ghost Douluo's whole body was hidden under the black robe, no expression could be seen in the shadow, but his body did tremble, it could be seen that his mood was not calm.

Bibi Dong smiled, but didn't seem to care much: "I have some free time today, so I thought of coming here to see how you get along."

"It's okay." Mu Zige casually scanned the cards on the table, suddenly his eyes lit up, looked at Bibi Dong, and said, "Pope, do you play cards?"

Yan Meng raised his head and looked at Mu Zige with a dull expression.

"Playing cards?" Now Bibi Dong was also stunned, pointing to the table of wooden cards: "Is it this one? Play it?"

"Yes! Hit it! Throw it hard! It's best to play it to pieces." Mu Zige said, with a look of anticipation.

But at this time, Yan said: "Your Majesty the Pope, please don't listen to the little pigeon, this card is not for playing around."

Yan was also afraid that Bibi Dong would drop the rough wooden sign that she had worked so hard all day.

"Little Pigeon? It's a good name." Bibi Dong showed an interested smile.

But Mu Zige's face turned bitter. The name "Little Pigeon" was really his nightmare.

Because of Yan's constant yelling, Xie Yue and Hu Liena also called it that way.

Especially now, the Pope also has such meaning, my nickname is Xiao Ke!

Mu Zige wailed in his heart.

After praising Mu Zige's nickname, Bibidong lifted Miaomiao, sat in his place, and hugged Miaomiao in her arms.

"Then how do you play this game? Yan?"

"Meow!!"

Miaomiao, who was held in Bibidong's arms, exploded in an instant, and struggled restlessly, with her claws sticking out: "Women!! Let go of me. I am not interested in human women, meow."

"Then when I have a chance, I'll find you a few female cats. Now... you'd better be quiet, okay?"

Bibidong smiled, grabbed Miaomiao's hands, and made two "clicks", breaking off and reuniting Miaomiao's hands at the same time.

Mu Zige trembled all over, his face turned pale with fright at the sound.

Meow blinked, and waited for a while, when the pain surged up, she reacted and let out a miserable cry: "Meow!?!?!?"

When the pain subsided, Miaomiao became honest and sat obediently in Bibi Dong's arms, although the expression on her face was still reluctance.

My heart was full of tears:

"Xiao Wu, I'm sorry for you, meow. This damn woman forced me to meow, I can't beat her, meow, meow, meow (^^)"

Bibi Dong looked at Yan: "Yan?"

The meaning is obvious.

Yan was stiff all over, trying to speak clearly, but he also stumbled when explaining. In his heart, the Pope has always been very majestic, and he has seen Miaomiao's tragic situation just now.

Some are afraid.

After confirming that Miaomiao was fine, Mu Zige breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up from Miaomiao without any trace, seeming to swipe at random, with deep envy in his heart, and hated a certain cat who was in the midst of blessings and didn't know how to be blessed.

Let go of that cat and let me do it.

Bibi Dong gave a pause for the jade hand that caressed Miao Miao's head, and looked at Mu Zige: "You tell me the rules, Yan is a little afraid of me."

Yan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he definitely couldn't show it on the surface. He hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, Mu Zige is the inventor of this game, so let him say it's true."

On Bibi Dong's charming face, there was a half-smile, but not a smile: "The little pigeon is quite versatile."

(End of this chapter)