"Auntie, how should I calculate this number?"
Su Yan, who looked like a snow fox, stood up and lay on the horse hanging table, using the power of teleportation to control objects. He cut and touched the cards and turned them over. He saw that the cards were extremely smooth, but Su Yan didn't understand it very well. After hearing the formula of Hu cards, I asked my aunt what the name of this deck was.
"It. It's called the Gangbao Sanjia."
When she saw Su Yan calling Hu cards, her aunt glanced at the cards on Su Yan's table with a hint of amazement, then looked at Zhenjun Hatching Chicken and Taoist Yinghuo, and clicked her tongue.
At the beginning, he directly drew four cards in the southeast, north and west, plus a pair of eyes and Hu Daxi, not counting the number of yards, it can already be calculated to 256 times. If Su Yan later catches the number of cards, the number can be Rising exponentially.
The aunt came here with the heart of revenge. Naturally, it is not possible to fight in a trivial manner. She must calculate the numbers, calculations, and calculations.
"Well"
Su Yan didn't know why, but he still took six cards from the bottom and showed them to his aunt.
"A family has four thousand three hundred kilograms of spiritual stones. Thank you." The aunt didn't even need time to ponder. After reading Su Yan's cards and the number of numbers, she looked at Zhenjun Hatching Chicken and Taoist Yinghuo and said with a smile. .
The aunt said, raised her right hand, touched her storage ring with Su Yan's storage ring, and the 4,300 kilograms of spiritual stones were smoothly transferred into Su Yan's hand.
One knot at a time, no delay or arrears.
Both Zhenjun Hatching Chicken and Taoist Yinghuo stared at Su Yan, whose name was Tian Hu, with their mouths open.
When Su Yan came to the table just now, the three Earth Immortals had already agreed to play sixteen rounds, which was sixty-four games.
We have just completed four games in a row, and each family has lost almost 20,000 kilograms of spiritual stones to Su Yan.
As Earth Immortals, although they are rich, they cannot bear to lose spiritual stones like this. After one night of playing cards, they will lose three to four hundred thousand kilograms of spiritual stones. Who can bear it?
The most surprising thing is that Su Yan still managed to bully them to the point of breaking out without cheating.
“Gambling is harmful to health.”
When the Chicken Hatcher thought of this, a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He forced a smile and said, "Five and ten pounds are too big a bet, why not one or two pounds?"
"That's not what you said last year! You're still mumbling why it's not five hundred!"
With a look of pride on her face, her aunt pushed down the dominoes that were not in full order and reshuffled them, and said with a lewd smile:
"The little fox is willing to die to win. If she wins, she won't have any money and will just put it back in the hook fence to warm your bed and pay off your debt!"
Yinghuo Taoist: "."
Fellow Taoist Chong, what you did is not authentic! I was in seclusion last year and didn't come. How come the grudge between you two got me involved?
Su Yan looked at his aunt, and then at Zhenjun Hatching Chicken, who had begun to sweat on his forehead. He lowered his head and looked at his cards, which seemed to be all in one color.
"Auntie, is this called mixed color?"
"No, this is Dihu Qingyise!"
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About half an hour passed before Hong Ling left the city lord's mansion and returned.
As soon as he returned to the Huang clan, he saw that the true king of hatching chickens was lying on the ground, his face was peaceful, and his mental state seemed to have entered an otherworldly state.
"Hong Ling, you are finally back!" Seeing the returning Hong Ling, the Chick-Hatching Master seemed to have seen some kind of savior. He took Hong Ling's arm and pointed at his aunt and Su Yan to complain: "They So cruel! I almost even got rid of my bellyband!"
Su Yan is a fast-attack player in poker, and he has already completed ten rounds in half an hour.
This was still the third round of the fight, and the Chicken Hatcher started to cheat and deliberately delay the time. Otherwise, Hong Ling would have completed sixteen rounds in one round trip.
"???"
Hong Ling's face was full of confusion. It was just a leisure horse tag worth five or ten yuan. Is it such an exaggeration?
"Don't listen to that chick's nonsense. We are not prepared to win her bellyband at all. We are just helping her quit gambling."
The aunt choked back with a confident face: "As long as I don't feel like winning money, I will naturally quit."
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Su Yan looked inside the storage ring and saw that he had won nearly 700,000 kilograms of spiritual stones. He didn't dare to speak, for fear that his aunt's friends would target him and sneak into his dormitory in the middle of the night to rob the children.
After Hong Ling came back, Su Yan, who was making up the numbers, naturally got off the card table.
Seeing this, Master Hatching Chicken and Taoist Yinghuo couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
It's not that they can't afford to lose hundreds of thousands of kilograms of spiritual stones, but they will feel very painful for wasting such spiritual stones.
There is no gambler who loses all the time from the moment he hits the table. There is simply no sense of excitement in gambling!
When playing cards with Su Yan, Su Yan was the only one who felt good, while the other three families were all vomiting blood and making great rewards, which was very uncomfortable.
"Sister Hong Ling, how is the situation with the Nightmare Town disciples?"
Su Yan squatted on his aunt's lap, looking over and Hong Ling asked about the situation of the Nightmare Town gangsters in Blackwater City.
What they did was really shameful. If the City Lord's Mansion did nothing, Su Yan would probably not be able to sleep tonight. He would be thinking about the "black-haired wild boar" on the chopping board and the hanging hanging in his mind. "Pig-fetal dragon species" on the edge of the wooden basin.
Su Yan was so scared by Na Kong Butcher tonight.
"The city lord's palace is convening worshippers and preparing to clear the Mianlong Road early tomorrow morning. What they have done has touched the bottom line, and all the believers need to be detained and read their memories."
As Hong Ling spoke, she was about to touch the cards, but her aunt was interrupted by the act of touching the cards.
The aunt's eight-fold bar was covered with flowers. Taoist Yinghuo's eyes twitched slightly. He glanced at Su Yan, who was sitting on his aunt's lap, and secretly complained in his heart:
"This thing is not a fortune-seeking fox fairy, it's just a bandit who is openly robbing."
"All. Confinement and reading the memory?" Su Yan muttered about the punishment for Mianlong Dao believers.
"Well, Mianlong believers are basically ordinary people. After reading their memories to confirm that they have not participated, they are all sent to the cell for unified ideological education," Hong Ling said.
Imperial Mountain Mianlong Dao is also considered a relatively large religious sect in the local area. It is impossible for the administrators of Blackwater City to encircle and exterminate all of them, so the encirclement and suppression basically only targets those members of Nightmare Town who have sneaked into it.
Tomorrow morning, while the city lord's palace will clean up Mianlong Dao, they will also announce the murders committed by Mianlong Dao.
There are quite a few missing pregnant women in Blackwater City, and there are similar cases in Beach City. Even some pregnant animals are missing in the same way.
It was originally just some scattered cases, but now they are all lumped together, and hundreds of pregnant women have disappeared.
Many low-level monks were missing among them. At first, no one thought about the members of Nightmare Town.
Compared to the Xia Yu Dynasty or Coastal City, Blackwater City is, to put it bluntly, a poor country.
As long as they have the ability, they will run away. There are no valuable resources here. They are all poor people who rely on the mountains and rivers to feed themselves. There is nothing here that the gangsters of Nightmare can plot.
Blackwater City has been peaceful for hundreds of years, and it has never been involved in any trouble in a corner. This is really the first time that the Nightmare Town has been troubled by the gang. The old city lord is completely confused about this.
The fellow villagers are all poor, what are you trying to do? Even the city lord's palace can't scrape out the wealth and wealth of the people. Aren't you just going to suffer poverty with me when you come here to make trouble?
(End of chapter)
