The Wanton Life of Urban Gods

　　Seeing that the richest man Wang was so nervous, Lin Fan smiled, tapped the gambling table, and said lightly, "The richest man Wang, you are so nervous, should we come to practice first, instead of starting in such a hurry?"

　　"No, no, let's start quickly, time...it's getting late!" Wang Jianlin took a deep breath and said solemnly.

　　Practice your hands first, not in a hurry to start?

　　Wang Jianlin felt that he was getting old and his heart function was not good, so he should not play such a risky thing.

　　"Hurry up? Okay, then this game will officially start. The bet is on the chips on the table. If you lose, you will end up with Mim Al Thani. If you win, I will let you go! No! You know, what does the richest man Wang plan to do?"

　　Lin Fan fiddled with the chips in his hand and asked lightly.

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Chapter [-]: The richest man Wang, Principal Wang, die! (The fifth update! Please subscribe!)

　　Jingle!

　　Jingle!

　　Jingle!

　　Hearing the sound of the chips in Lin Fan's hands colliding, the richest man Wang Jianlin's face was a little dignified, he was entangled, what was he going to bet with Lin Fan in this gambling game.

　　Is it pure luck dice?

　　Or the more technical stud, blackjack, Texas hold'em and other events?

　　Since the gambling this time involved the lives of his father and son, Wang Jianlin was especially cautious and did not dare to make random decisions.

　　"Have you not figured it out yet? Looking at it, it's almost midnight. Can you hurry up? I'm going to thank the flowers I've been waiting for..."

　　Lin Fan stopped fiddling with his chips and looked at Wang Jianlin, the hesitant richest man.

　　For the cautious Wang Jianlin, Lin Fan was quite puzzled.Isn't it all about losing? "Eight nine three" is useful, do you think so much?

　　"Huh!" Wang Jianlin, the richest man, took a deep breath and said word by word, "Lin Shao, can I really make my own decisions? What projects to play?"

　　"Hmm!" Lin Fan nodded, indicating that Wang Jianlin could indeed make his own decision.

　　It's just that, if he continues to delay time like this, it may not be...

　　After all, time waits for no one, and neither does Lin Fan!

　　Wang Jianlin took a deep look at Principal Wang and said solemnly, "Then I choose dice!"

　　Rather than choosing to consider all aspects, but also to have the technical content of Texas Hold'em, blackjack, stud and other projects.

　　Wang Jianlin thinks that his luck is not bad. In the event of dice, if it is purely based on luck, it is estimated that the effect is not bad.

　　……

　　Hearing his words, Ye Xuan, Xiao Han, Li Xiang, and Zhao Zhi turned their backs and covered their faces helplessly.

　　dice?

　　Turned out to be dice?

　　Is it a dice that is all about luck?

　　I'm sorry, Ye Xuan, Xiao Han, Li Xiang, Zhao Zhi and others think that they can say goodbye to Wang Jianlin and Principal Wang, the richest father and son, in advance!

　　God, these days, there are still people playing such events with lucky players like Lin Fan. Is this really true?

　　Don't you see, in the first club, Lin Fan won [-] billion against Ye Xuan directly?On the yacht on the high seas, he ruthlessly won hundreds of millions of Li Xiang, Zhao Zhi and other young masters of the devil capital?

　　In fact, Wang Jianlin really didn't know about Lin Fan's luck against the sky at the gambling table...

　　……

　　"Dice?" Lin Fan heard the words, a look of consternation on his face, and smiled: "Yes! Yes! I respect your richest man Wang Jianlin as a man!"

　　"Leng Feng! Prepare the dice cup! Prepare the dealer!"

　　"It's the young master!"

　　Leng Feng hurriedly left the presidential suite of the Four Seasons Hotel. In less than ten minutes, he brought the dice cup and the dealer into the presidential suite.

　　After some complicated preparatory work, the selected project, which is about the lives of Wang Jianlin, Principal Wang and his son, officially started!

　　The croupier in a white shirt and black tie looked at Lin Fan on the left and Wang Jianlin on the right. He swallowed and said loudly, "The game has officially started! I don't know if you two are going to bet big or small?"

　　"The richest man, you have the final say!" Lin Fan pouted softly and handed over the choice to the richest man Wang!

　　Wang Jianlin pondered for two seconds, touched the dice cup in his hand, and silently recited a sentence that is destined for seven points, and three points depend on hard work, and then said softly, "Bet big!"

　　"Shake the dice! See who rolls the dice! The chips in one round are five million, and each side has [-] million chips! Bet, start now, please shake the dice cups!"

　　As soon as the dealer's voice fell, the richest man Wang Jianlin took the lead and began to shake the dice cup in his hand.

　　As for Lin Fan's words, he just shook it lightly and put the dice cup down.

　　For Lin Fan, who has the God of Gambler Luck Aura LV1, shaking the dice cup is just to trigger the aura crit, and no other extra actions are needed.

　　"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host for getting nine times the luck of the God of Gamblers!"

　　Hearing this system prompt, Lin Fan knew that no matter how hysterical Wang Jianlin was, he would lose!

　　Sure enough, when the dealer asked the two to open the dice cup, Wang Jianlin's face turned ashen when he saw the three six dice in Lin Fan's dice cup.

　　In the first round, I was completely abused. This trend seems to be a little wrong!

　　"Eighteen o'clock, Mr. Lin wins!"

　　The subsequent [-] games of gambling perfectly verified the bad feeling in the hearts of Wang Jianlin and Principal Wang.  …

　　No matter how hard Wang Jianlin shook the dice, he never beat Lin Fan in a single round, not even in a single round, and lost in [-] rounds!

　　"Ding dong! Congrats to the host for getting five times the God of Gambler's luck crit!"

　　"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host for getting a seven-fold God of Gambler's luck crit!"

　　"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host for getting an eight-fold God of Gambler's luck crit!"

　　"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host for getting nine times the luck of the God of Gamblers!"

　　……

　　Seeing Wang Jianlin, the richest man slumped on the chair opposite, and Principal Wang who was kneeling on the ground at some point, Lin Fan scratched his head after listening to twenty system prompts, and felt a little dizzy.

　　Poor God!

　　The reason why he made such a gamble was purely to make fun of Wang Jianlin, Principal Wang and his son for a while.

　　Who would have thought that the richest classmate would die as soon as he came up, and he chose Lin Fan's best and best project, what else could he do except win [-] games in a row?

　　Ye Xuan, Xiao Han, Zhao Zhi, and Li Xiang, who had long expected this result, glanced at Wang Jianlin, the richest man with a face ashes.

　　Once upon a time, the richest man was also a generation of arrogance!

　　Who would have thought that it would be reduced to such an end.

　　I just don't know, will Lin Fan let him swim 1.0 in the sky at an altitude of [-] feet?Or the Pacific Ocean?Or, what about free fall from Mount Everest?

　　Ye Xuan and the others were looking forward to Lin Fan's decision.

　　Snapped!Lin Fan snapped his fingers and said indifferently, "The richest man, you have already lost the bet, please let your father and son hit the road, Mim Al Thani is on Huangquan Road, waiting for the two of you for a long time!"

　　"No! Lin Shao, you can't do this!"

　　"Nephew Lin Shi, do you want the shares of Qianda Group?"

　　Lin Fan turned a deaf ear to the pleas of Wang Jianlin and Principal Wang, and said softly, "Leng Feng, are you still working? Be nice, understand?"

　　"Yes! Young master!"

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Chapter [-] Night talk, Fiona's relief! (The sixth update! Please subscribe!)

　　Seeing Leng Feng's smile, Shi Shiran dragged his voice hoarse, calling Wang Jianlin, Principal Wang and his son to leave the presidential suite of the Four Seasons Hotel.

　　Ye Xuan, Xiao Han, Li Xiang, and Zhao Zhi looked at each other with a hint of doubt on their faces.

　　They found that whether it was dealing with Qatar Crown Prince Mim al-Thani, or dealing with the richest man Wang Jianlin, Principal Wang and his son, Lin Fan never took the other party's money from beginning to end.

　　In other words, it seemed that Lin Fan had no intention of taking the other party's money at all.

　　Ye Xuan thought about it and decided to persuade his cheap brother-in-law. Although he knew that he was young and rich, he might not care about these ill-gotten gains.

　　However, the good character of being diligent and thrifty and housekeeping still needs to be...

　　"Brother-in-law, just now Wang Jianlin begged you to take his shares in Qianda Group, why didn't you take it?" Ye Xuan approached Lin Fan and asked softly, his face full of curiosity.

　　Hearing this, Lin Fan squinted at him and said lightly, "Why take it? Can you give me a 17 reason?"

　　"This is the shares of Qianda Group! Wang Jianlin is the richest man in China. My brother-in-law is diligent and thrifty. Do you understand?"

　　Ye Xuan was speechless, his hands and feet were all kinds of messy gestures, and he almost didn't write regret on his face!

　　"Uh...," Lin Fan curled his lips, adjusted his suit, turned and walked towards the door of the suite, and said as he walked, "It's just a little share, I haven't paid attention to it yet! Besides, it's not clean. Money, I don't want it! I'm going home first, remember to clean up the mess here!"

　　Looking at Lin Fan's back, Ye Xuan, Xiao Han, Li Xiang, and Zhao Zhi were in awe.

　　Just a little share, don't take it to heart?Dirty money, no?

　　Tsk tsk, worthy of being a member of the Rothschild family, there is such a feeling that money is like dung in it.

　　What they didn't know was that if it wasn't for the system prompting that they couldn't accept it, Lin Fan would have accepted it.

　　As for the reason why he didn't ask Qatari Crown Prince Mim al-Thani to ask for it, it was simply because Mim al-Thani went too fast and he forgot about it!

　　……

　　North Bund River View Villa, when Lin Fan drove back here in a red Ferrari Rafa, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

　　But even though it was so late, the lights in the villa hall were still on.