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Chapter 1090 Around Midnight(2/2)

Before he could say the word "ping", Feng Bujue shouted: "Are you lying? Heping is a string. Do you think you are participating in a beauty pageant? Change to something else!"

Upon hearing this, the organizer's expression twitched, and he muttered in his heart: "Hey, hey...it's you who's urging me...it's you who's picky...looking for trouble, right..."

After thinking about it, he changed his mind: "Then... thank you all..."

"Are you having a full-moon party or a class reunion? Do you want to change your name and call us guests? Thank you, it sounds like we are here to reward you. Change it to something else!" Brother Jue interrupted again.

The opponent, and once again activated his powerful ability to complain.

"I haven't said what I want to thank you for!" The organizer finally couldn't bear it anymore and roared at Brother Jue, "Are you done yet? You might as well say it!"

"Okay, I wish you all good health." Feng Bujue answered at a very fast speed, and then drank most of the champagne glass with a slurp.

The organizer was shocked at the time, but after the shock, he and the other guests drank the champagne in their hands.

Feeling that he had lost his composure, the organizer cleared his throat awkwardly after finishing the drink, waited for a few seconds, and then said: "Uh-huh...then...everyone, I will announce the content of the second game."

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After speaking, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Two seconds later, a man in a suit and sunglasses came over, took the empty wine glass from the organizer's hand, and randomly handed him something else.

After the organizer took it, he lifted "that thing" and displayed it in front of everyone: "I named this game 'Triple Neural Asthenia'."

While saying those six words, he used a shuffling technique commonly seen in Hong Kong gambling movies in the 1990s, and shuffled the neatly stacked, brand-new cards in his hand from top to bottom.

At this moment, none of the sixty-three guests present saw anything from the organizer's dazzling display. Only one person... already knew a lot of information.

"Well... it's not poker, but special cards. There are one hundred and two in total, divided into thirty-four patterns... It is indeed a bit more difficult than ordinary 'neurasthenia', but..." After a glance,
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