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Chapter 1842 was hit hard

"Please make a blind bet." A new round began, and Chu Yan also successfully participated.

However, the purpose of Chu Yan's participation here is to test his luck, and to find out more about Olivelan from the side. Although he didn't have the chance to fuck her, there was still no problem in understanding her.

"Five thousand, add ten thousand." Oliviland saw his trump card this time, so he was very straightforward when betting, and had an incomprehensible momentum.

After two rounds of betting, four of the eight gamblers on the table chose to give up. Among the remaining four, the one who had the most closest relationship with Oliviland was Chu Yan.

"Rise, 50,000." Oliviland looked at Chu Yan with a little provocation in her eyes. Chu Yan looked at the chips in front of him, and finally nodded with a smile, and then pushed out all the 500,000 chips on the table at one time: "ALLIN."

"Me and me!" Oliviland had almost no hesitation and threw out five chips worth 100,000 yuan, and then his eyes fell on his next company: "Do you want to come together? I haven't met such a strong opponent for a long time."

"I'll give up." The King of Insect simply chose to give up, while the other person smiled and shook his head: "Since everyone is so interested, I can't let it go. Follow me and open the card."

In the game, only three people were left, Chu Yan, Oliviland, and another black gambler in his forties.

"Three nine brings one to three, gourd!" The black gambler was the first to choose to open the card. His card face was very big. Looking at the card face he showed, the black gambler couldn't help but smile with a smug smile on his face. He took out a cigar from his pocket, ignited it for himself, and took a hard breath: "Beauty, open the card, you have been thinking about stealing the chicken. I see what you use to beat me in this hand."

"Your gourd is too small." Oliviland still had no smile on his face, but the eyes of the black gambler were full of disdain. She gently turned over her two trump cards, and then looked at the black gambler with a cold face: "Three A and one-on-three, such gourds should be bigger than yours, right?"

"Uh!" The black gambler looked at the cards in front of Oliviland, and couldn't help feeling unhappy. However, his cards were too small, so he had lost the chance to win this game.

"If you open the card, you must have a big enough card face." Oliviland didn't have much time to pay attention to the black gambler, because he had been swept out of the game, so the only opponent left was Chu Yan.

Chu Yan's challenge also began at this moment, because from the perspective of the cards, there is no doubt that Oliviland's winning rate is quite high, and not everyone can have that kind of good luck that goes against the will.

"My card is not big, just two threes." Chu Yan nodded, smiled and opened his two trump cards: "I only have two small threes, dealer, do you think I have a chance to win?"

"Four three, this gentleman won in the end!" The dealer looked at the two threes in Chu Yan's hand, and pushed out the one-on-three in the public card with a smile, and finally formed a group of four cards.

According to the rules of Texas Hold'em, the four points are just bigger than gourds.

"Sorry, it seems that my four mistresses really won your gourd." Chu Yan smiled and took back the chips on the table, then nodded at Oliviland with satisfaction: "It seems that I have good luck today. Are you interested in having dinner together?"

"Not interested." Oliviland was not interested in Chu Yan's invitation at all, which really made Chu Yan quite a bit excited. Although she had known that she was not interested in men for a long time, after confirmation, the blow was still very disappointing.

"OK, then let's continue playing cards." Chu Yan nodded. After his invitation was rejected, continuing to play cards became the easiest way to resolve embarrassment. The black gambler on the side came close to Chu Yan and then whispered: "I tried it. She seemed not interested in men, but she was very interested in the beauty around you."

"It seems that we are still sympathetic." Chu Yan looked at the black gambler with a very kind smile on his face: "It's getting more and more difficult for a good man to have a personality to meet up with a woman with personality. Forget it, let's not talk about this, keep playing cards."

"I won't play today. I can see you in the evening game, right?" Oliviland did not continue playing with Chu Yan and others. She just stood up and looked at Chu Yan before leaving, with a cold expression on her face: "Let's meet during the game, I hope to see you in the final."

"You will definitely see it." Chu Yan nodded. No matter what method he used, he had to sit among the eight finals seats before he found Beyoncna.

"That's good." Oliviland nodded, walked around the gambling table, and came to the insect king near: "How about going for dinner together?"

The person she invited was the Insect King, which immediately made Chu Yan's face look surprised and puzzled. However, this expression was completely for Oliviland to show. The Insect King had told him that Oliviland did not like this thing about men.

"Honor is so honor." The King of the Insect looked at Oliviland, showed a smile on his face, picked up his chips, turned around and left the gambling hall with Oliviland.

As for the other gamblers sitting next to the gambling table, they basically showed a playful smile in their eyes when they communicated with each other. These people knew that Oliviland refused Chu Yan's invitation and instead invited the beauty around Chu Yan because she didn't like men.

"OK, let's go ahead. Although there are no beautiful girls to eat with me, it's the same with someone to play cards with me." Chu Yan immediately shrugged and spoke to adjust the atmosphere at the gambling table. Other gamblers also smiled kindly, and then threw out their own blind bets.

A new game has begun.

Dubai City, central hospital, protective incarceration high-care unit.

Mandala had already escaped from the danger period. At this moment, the figure of the chameleon was standing in front of the window of Mandala, with a slightly cold expression on his face. Behind the chameleon, the figure of the Blood Crane stood proudly. In order to protect the chameleon Blood Crane and the Chess God, they were on guard for almost twenty-four hours.

In addition, there are also Lao Tie who is secretly assisting in protecting. I am afraid that only Chameleon in the world can enjoy such a lineup.

"Sansarola, think about my words carefully. If you change your mind, I will be very happy." The Chameleon looked at Mandala, his voice was filled with a clear repressive anger: "You know that no matter who wants to save you, I will never be able to save you. Don't let your stubbornness become an obstacle between us, because once I need to clear the obstacles, you will be injured. This time, you will definitely not be so gentle again."

"Chameleon, you should give up." Mandala looked at the chameleon, with a sarcastic smile on her face. She adjusted her bed to make herself more comfortable. Then she looked at the chameleon with disdain: "It is impossible for me to tell you what you want to know. If you have been chasing me for so many years, I am afraid that in the end it will be in vain."

"Mandala, do you have so much confidence in your allies?" Chameleon knew that Mandala believed that someone would rescue her, so she would show her immediate performance.

Mandala's answer also made Chameleon convinced that his guess was right, and her face was still cold: "It's not that I believe them, they will definitely do it. You should know that terrorists usually do whatever they can to save people. There is time to chat with me here. I suggest you might as well go back and prepare well and welcome their anger."
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