Betting, it’s a surprise.

You never know if the next one is a fortune card or a nightmare card.

The rule of Baccarat is to strive to achieve a total sum of two or three cards of 9. If the cards are greater than 9, the cards will explode. 10, j, q, and k are counted as 0 points.

Qin Kun roughly listened to the rules that Uncle Chen told, and let it go. Uncle Chen was also embarrassed. He was not short of money, but the other party gave him 100,000 yuan to play casually. This...is nothing.

Uncle Chen is playing, Qin Kun is watching, and Awei is dealing cards.

Qin Kun didn't move for twenty minutes in a row.

Within twenty minutes, Uncle Chen lost more than he won. He found that Qin Kun had a serious expression and said awkwardly: "You should do it..."

Uncle Chen was about to stand up, but Qin Kun pressed him down: "Continue."

After another twenty minutes, Qin Kun finally discovered a little or felt something subtle.

This table faces the dragon head, full of evil energy. No matter what the specific attributes are, it is inevitable to break the fortune. However, the Feng Shui situation obviously cannot stop so much vigorous yang energy, and Qin Kun always feels that some things he hasn't noticed yet.

The gamblers changed two groups, and even if Xiaoying stopped and left a few moves, his expression was not good-looking.

Finally, the casino shifts.

The new dealer has arrived. Awei dealt the last time. Uncle Chen wiped his sweat and lost tens of thousands of dollars. He whispered: "Brother Qin... He is leaving soon, we may be lucky later. This time we bet less."

Qin Kun suddenly said to himself: "Uncle Chen, I have the last one. If I can win, it will be yours except the capital. If I lose, it will be mine. If I bet more or less, you... I will do it."

Uncle Chen's blood rushes to his brain.

Mom...

If you have all-in-one in this game, the biggest benefit is to bet on the pair, 100% off. In addition to over-capacity, he can earn hundreds of thousands of dollars.

But the probability is too small, and if he plays like this, Brother Qin... will be so angry.

"Really?"

Qin Kun gave an encouraging look: "Do whatever you want."

Uncle Chen nodded and suddenly pushed the chips over.

"All in!"

Everyone thinks that this uncle is in a bad mood.

Bet the pair... Isn't this crazy?

Awei was stunned, Zhuang, Xian and the gamblers around were also stunned.

Uncle Chen blushed and silently thought to himself that Brother Qin was sorry, and then...

"By the way!" dealer Awei announced.

Then Uncle Chen's scream came from the No. 1 table.

A game of 770,000!

Who can win 770,000 in Baccarat! Who else!!!

The chips were pushed over, and the gamblers drooled and were extremely envious. The 770,000 was not much for most people, but it was indeed rare to be lucky enough to see such a crazy game in Baccarat.

"Brother Qin! You are noble! Half of them come!"

Uncle Chen had red eyes and excitedly grabbed the chips and stuffed them into Qin Kun's arms. Qin Kun smiled and said, "Okay, it's all you won by your ability, what does it have to do with me."

Qin Kun clamped his fingers to Uncle Chen's pocket, and one of them was Peng's lighter, and a pack of black people shook at him: "Just give it to me."

Uncle Chen waved his hand: "That won't work! It must be the good luck you brought!"

"Good luck sometimes comes with trouble." Qin Kun finished speaking lightly, and looked at the waiter who was walking.

The waiter smiled politely: "Sir, there is a gentleman in the VIP room who wants to meet you. Don't you know?"

Uncle Chen was stunned. It wasn't that right? It was only more than 700,000 yuan, and someone came to invite Qin Kun for tea in the casino?

"Xiao Qin, you back."

Uncle Chen spoke, but found Qin Kun walked over with a smile: "Okay, please lead the way."

Qin Kun left with the waiter, and dealer Awei followed. Uncle Chen blinked for a while, not knowing what to do.

...

VIP hall, one of the private rooms.

A young man in a suit and tie sat there, looking at Qin Kun while smoking.

"Can you make so much money in Awei's hands? Are you the Namo?"

The smoke filled the young man's face, the sparks flashed and disappeared, and suddenly, the air around him twisted.

In front of Qin Kun's eyes was a rotating room. After being wrapped in smoke, the room rotated faster and faster.

Suddenly, a big hand grabbed the young man's collar.

The young man was raised by Qin Kun in shock and hit the wall.

"Who dares to come to my territory to play wild!"

The surrounding rooms stopped rotating, and a middle-aged man walked out from the door, and two foreign bodyguards followed Yingtian.

"Noisy! I won't talk about forming a dragon-slaying bureau. I'll still raise a gambling ghost to come to the market. Is there no one in the local area responsible for it?!"

Qin Kun hit the young man with an elbow, grabbed the middle-aged man's hair and pulled it hard, lifted his knee and hit the middle-aged man's face. The young man pounced on the coffee table and looked embarrassed. The middle-aged man was lying on the ground with two red strips hanging under his nose. Two bodyguards rushed over, and one quickly locked Qin Kun's neck. With a sound of Gra, Qin Kun pinched the bodyguard's wrist!

"Warning you don't pull out your guns, or I'm really not polite."

The sudden change made the room quiet.

The coffee table was overturned, the young man's head smashed the teacup, the middle-aged man covered his nose and shrank in the corner, one bodyguard covered his broken hand and screamed, and the other bodyguard was pinched by Qin Kun and pressed it to the ground like a chicken.

In the middle of the room, Qin Kun sat on the back of the bodyguard with a sword. The dealer Awei trembled all over and his pupils shrank and looked at Qin Kun: "Do you dare to beat the boss?! I'll fight you!"

Smack

A slap in the face and slapped Awei's cheek, Awei's teeth flew out and blood spurted out.

Qin Kun glanced at everyone: "A inequality secret disciple, a bold boss, and two black umbrella mercenaries, how dare you make such a rash in front of me?"

The young man with swollen cheeks was stunned and shouted: "There is no wave in the East China Sea, and the Southeast Asia is noble. I am the Wenhuasong of Xingzhoumen in the Dao of Life and Death! Who are you?"

"I haven't heard it before." Qin Kun spat, "Did you set this Feng Shui Bureau?"

"So what? My ancestors were disciples of Kuai. Who did you learn from? Can you understand my Feng Shui situation?"

"The Kuai family's Feng Shui is passed down by men but not women. Your ancestors are also a second sword, right?"

"You...! You bully people too much!" The young man yelled with a thick neck.

"Let's not talk about this. What's going on with him?" Qin Kun didn't bother to pay attention to the other party and pointed at Awei.

Awei noticed Qin Kun pointed at his nose and raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid of death? I've been a little calm in the past few years, but when I was scrambling, you were still studying!"

After Awei finished speaking, he suddenly felt that he was trapped by the invisible big net and hit Qin Kun, and Qin Kun stepped on his face.

"What about you? Are you afraid of death?"

A rhetorical question sent him back, which made Awei so embarrassed that he exploded. This man... I want to kill him!

Trying and grabbing, Qin Kun's feet remained motionless, and even tried harder. Awei felt that his head was about to be trampled, so he said in pain: "If you have the ability, kill me!!!"

Qin Kun took out a cigarette and lit it, and said quietly: "I'm sorry, you are dead..."

No Feng Shui period shocked Awei's yin soul, and smoke penetrated through his body. This sudden change made Awei stunned.

The teacup fragments were pinched by Qin Kun, and they shook in front of Awei's eyes, and suddenly stabbed.

Awei screamed, but the imagined pain did not come. Awei slowly opened his eyes and saw that Qin Kun's fingers had already passed through his eyes.

this……

This visual experience makes Avigri creepy.

quiet.

The room was very quiet.

Awei was in a state of dismay, his mind was very messy, as if he was about to go crazy, and he slowly remembered some things and forgot what happened... I was really dead???

Qin Kun kicked Awei away, took another bodyguard in his hand, patted the other party's face and said, "This black soul priest, please tell me what's going on with this ghost. Let me explain it clearly today and leave your entire body."

The bodyguard looked brave and was actually known for his mental power, but there was no difference between meeting Qin Kun and meeting an eagle.

"You... are not qualified to kill me! I am affiliated with the Eastern European branch... You will be retaliated by the Holy Soul Sect!"

"Let Carter come! He promised me that there are no disciples of the Black Soul Sect in China. Your appearance today made him break his promise!"

"Do you know...Pope?"

puff

Qin Kun stood up and knocked his heels, and the black soul priest coughed out blood and curled up into shrimps.

The boss on the ground was completely confused and found that Qin Kun made a stack of information and threw it on him like a magic trick.
To be continued...