The System Takes Me to Practice

"Guest, how to play this?"

Shangguan Wan'er cheeks were slightly red.

"Fried Golden Flower."

Yang Fan picked up the playing cards and handed out three cards to Shangguan Wan'er, and then explained to her how to play Jinhua.

"very funny."

After all, Shangguan Wan'er picked up the three cards, and the two began to play like this.

"Hey, look at everyone, Shangguan Wan'er is with a man."

Said a wretched monk.

"Don't talk nonsense, is that together? Your hands are almost touching."

"What? Shangguan Wan'er actually has a boyfriend? Who is it? Which kid is it?"

Everyone talked a lot and surrounded Yang Fan and Shangguan Wan'er.

"I raised by one hundred. If you want to call, you have to double because you are looking at the cards."

Yang Fan didn't even look, so he raised directly.

"Well, I'm with two hundred."

Shangguan Wan'er threw two chips worth one hundred middle-grade spirit stones.

"Oh, it seems that your card is very good. I will continue to add, but I will add five hundred."

Yang Fan threw another five chips.

"This..."

Shangguan Wan'er hesitated, but seeing that Yang Fan was calling without looking at the card, she was firm again.

"Me."

Ten more chips were thrown on the table, and many monks were poking their heads around, not knowing what they were playing.

"Follow five hundred!"

"Follow a thousand!"

"..."

"Miss Wan'er, it seems you are really confident in yourself."

Yang Fan was not following, and took out a thousand, intending to open the card.

"Actually, I don't care if I win or not. I'm just trying to be happy. The guest official is about to open the cards?"

Perhaps because of standing tired, Shangguan Wan'er sat down, raised her right foot, and raised her leg.

What Shangguan Wan'er didn't know was that when she lifted her right foot, the wide skirt didn't stop the spring light, and Yang Fan happened to catch a glimpse of it.

White.

Yang Fan felt a bit of heat in his nose.

"of course."

Shangguan Wan'er spread out three cards.

Box 10, box J and box K are actually a flush.

"Flush, this sets me to win."

Shangguan Wan'er made an oath.

"Don't be happy too early."

Yang Fan opened one.

Plum 3.

Shangguan Wan'er smiled.

Open another one.

4 of hearts.

Shangguan Wan'er felt that she had the chance to win. She took a cup of tea and drank it in one sip, leaving a bright red lip mark on the edge of the cup.

Open the last one.

It's a 5 of spades.

puff!

Shangguan Wan'er spouted tea directly from her mouth.

A monk who was standing close was lucky and got sprayed, but strangely, he showed a happy and excited face instead.

He also used the true energy to remove all the tea sprayed on his face, and then he smelled it with an intoxicated smile.

"The water that Miss Wan'er drank."

The monk closed his eyes and said.

Then, he drank directly in Yang Fan's wide-open eyes.

"Damn it, why not me, why?"

On the side of the monk, some monks who were lucky enough to escape the attack of tea beat their chests, and waited to replace that monk.

"Shun Zi, I won."

After earning four thousand middle-grade spirit stones out of thin air, Yang Fan was somewhat happy, although not many.

Shangguan Wan'er suddenly woke up and said with a smile.

"Any other ways to play?"

"Yes, but this game requires three people."

"It's okay."

Shangguan Wan'er beckoned, and a young man in his thirties came over.

"Duan Feiyu, come with you too."

"Yes!"

Duan Feiyu, a young monk, stood beside Shangguan Wan'er.

"The game of these three people is called Fighting Landlords. Two farmers have a team and a landlord team. The landlord has three additional cards. The landlord will play the cards first. As long as one of the two players is the first to finish the cards, they will win.

Seeing that there was another new gameplay, the surrounding monks got closer again.

"understood."

"Let me talk about the rules."

Ten minutes later, Duan Feiyu and Shangguan Wan'er both understood the rules clearly.

"Then, deal."

Yang Fan shuffled the cards and shuffled like the God of Gamblers, which attracted the attention of many people.

Shangguan Wan'er wanted to laugh a little, but covered it with her small hand.

Yang Fan turned a card and stuffed it into the pile, then drew three hole cards and put them aside.

"Draw a card."

Yang Fan took the lead in touching one, but after touching the first one, he laughed.

It's King Zhang.

The cards were drawn more and more, and in the middle of the deck, it was actually the local master of Yang Fan.

"I want this landlord."

Before the cards were drawn, Yang Fan spread the three hole cards directly.

7 of spades, 2 of hearts, king of hearts.

"Hey, it seems that the sky will help me."

After drawing the last card, within three seconds, Yang Fan came up with the order of the cards.

"Miss Shangguan, with this one, you may lose 10,000."

"It's just 10,000 middle-grade spirit stones, and the slave family can still afford to lose."

"Then be optimistic."

"Straight."

Yang Fan threw six cards, a straight from 8 to Kings.

At this time, Yang Fan still has King 22AKK77766644 in his hands.

Shangguan Wan'er scanned the card carefully, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and Yang Fan suddenly felt bad.

"Does my spring end?"

Finally, Shangguan Wan'er put down her hand and patted the table.

"Sorry."

Duan Feiyu shook his head.

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

"The plane has wings."

Yang Fan smiled, stepping on the bench with one foot, and slamming the card with his right hand on the table.

"Sorry."

"Over."

"The King!"

"No."

"Right 2."

Shangguan Wan'er touched the card subconsciously, and Yang Fan's pupils shrank, thinking that there was an explosion.

"No.".

Shangguan Wan'er covered her mouth and chuckled, and her eyes looked at Yang Fan with other meanings.

"Neither do I."

Duan Feiyu shook his head.

"A!"

After Yang Fan went out smoothly, the spring doubled, and the two were 20,000.

Shangguan Wan'er smiled happily and helped Duan Feiyu out the 10,000.

The surrounding monks froze the pot instantly, because Yang Fan won the 20,000 middle-grade spirit stones with just a cup of tea. Who wouldn't be excited?

Twenty thousand medium-grade spirit stones are enough for a year's consumption of one Yuan Ying.

"Does the guest officer have more ways to play?"

Shangguan Wan'er bit her teeth.

"Yes, but I have something else."

There is something in Yang Fan's words.

When Shangguan Wan'er heard this, her slender fingers slid across the palm of Yang Fan's palm. An electric shock came and Yang Fan's desire was aroused.

Shangguan Wan'er got up, passed by Yang Fan, and said through divine knowledge.

"The son is free at night, you can come to Wan'er at night, Wan'er wants to learn other ways of playing."

"What a little fairy."

Yang Fan was moved, thinking that he must be free at night.

Following the departure of Yang Fan and Shangguan Wan'er, the surrounding monks instantly surrounded the gaming table, vying to join the gaming game.

However, there is only one set of playing cards, and the most important thing is that the cards are also printed with all kinds of beauties in bikinis and exposed clothes. As long as they are men, they can't keep them.

As a result, some clever monks imitated the appearance of playing cards and made them, and they actually succeeded in making them.

Suddenly, a new gambling game was introduced in Jinyuan City.