At this time, Song Yu was also in tears. Sun Biao was too much.

Even if I lose, you don’t have to kill you all, right?

Obviously, Sun Biao is here this time.

"No problem, let's start." Tang Long lit a cigarette and said impatiently.

Song Yu pulled Tang Long's arm and said with a sad face: "Do you want to agree so happily? You can choose to refuse."

"Why should I refuse? Anyway, if I lose, I will chop your hand. What does it have to do with me?" Tang Long shrugged and smiled with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth.

thump!

At this time, Song Yu had completely knelt down. He could only pray silently in his heart that Tang Long was the god of gambling.

But how is this possible?!

Even the god of gambling may not be able to hear the points of the dice, after all, the distance is a bit far apart.

If you listen to the sounds of dice at close range, you have some chance of winning.

"Gao Ming, don't let me down." Sun Biao raised a machete and said, touching the blade.

Crazy.

Gao Ming shook the dice cup violently and smiled with a stern face, "Don't worry, Mr. Sun, we will definitely win this bet."

Crazy.

Soon, the sound of shaking dice was heard throughout the box.

But this sound is a death-seeking talisman for Song Yu.

Tag, Tag.

Drips of cold sweat were flowing down, and Song Yu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead casually, his eyes as if filled with blood.

"Oh, the psychological quality is too poor." Seeing Song Yu so scared that she was sweating coldly, Tangtang, who was beside her, couldn't help but contempt.

Poor psychological quality?!

Song Yu cried, he was almost cut off his hands. How could his psychological quality be good?!

Bang!

At this moment, Gao Ming was so fierce that he slapped the dice cup on the gambling table, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Please, the country bumpkin!" Gao Ming said with a provocative look on his face.

Tang Longyun glanced at the dice cup with a perspective eye, and said casually: "4,5,6, big!"

"Little uncle, this is not a joke? Do you want to think about it again?" Seeing that Tang Long spoke so happily, Song Yu said hurriedly.

Tang Long said, "I'm very confident."

"Yeah?"

Seeing that Tang Long was so confident, Song Yu couldn't help but say happily: "Little uncle, can you really hear the points?"

"listen?"

Tang Long was stunned, then smiled lazyly, "I never listen, I usually use it!"

"I'm confused?"

When Song Yu heard these two words, he almost fainted.

Seeing that Song Yu was almost scared, Sun Biao said with a machete: "Gao Ming, let's get started!"

"Haha, okay." Gao Ming smiled strangely and then lifted the lid of the dice cup.

At this time, Song Yu was already scared and fainted.

Losing money is a small matter, but cutting hands is a big matter!

Just imagine, the young master of the Song family was cut off one hand because of gambling.

If this reached Song Fox's ears, he might have expelled Song Yu from the family directly.

By then, Song Yu would have no way to die.

"Look, it's really...it's really 4,5,6, big!"

"This...how is this possible?"

"It's really incredible. You can get it right if you miss it!"

"That's right, just a few hundred million will be obtained."

"I'm so envious, jealous and hateful. This kid's luck is so good."

The gamblers watching were also shocked.

Listening to the discussion around, Sun Biao hurriedly stared at the three dice in the dice cup. It was really 4, 5, 6, big?!

In other words, Song Yu won the bet!

"This...how is this possible?"

Looking at the three dices in the dice cup, Gao Ming said with a trembling face: "Even my uncle Gao Feng, I may not be able to hear the points of the dice, let alone you?"

"Haha, I've said everything. I never listen, nor can I listen. I'm confused!" Tang Long picked up the wine glass and splashed it on Song Yu's face. A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which made Sun Biao and Gao Feng feel cold all over.

Ahem.

Song Yu coughed violently for a few times before he got up from the ground.

When Song Yu looked up at the three dice in the dice cup, he was stunned. He won? He actually won?!

"Mr. Song, everyone is brother, there is no need to do it so well."

Sun Biao coughed a few times, blushed and said, "I don't think so, let's beg you."

"Beloved your sister!"

Song Yu swung the wine bottle on the gambling table and smashed it over, cursing angrily: "You black-bellied little fat man, you were still sharpening your knife just now. Don't talk nonsense, cut off one hand quickly!"

"Song Yu, my uncle is Sun Deyi, the personal disciple of Hua Xinglin, the number one miracle doctor in China. You have to think it through."

Sun Biao's face turned cold and he said with a murderous look on his face: "As long as my uncle moves his mouth, he can kill you in minutes!"

"Hmph, aren't you?"

Song Yu held his arm and said with a smile: "You can try it. I, Song Yu, have never been afraid of anyone before!"

In Yanjing, Song Yu is also one of the most famous playboys.

Grandpa is Song Fox, father is a rank of officials, and an uncle named Song De, the living king of Hell in Yanjing.

My sister-in-law is Song Jinyu, the chief instructor of Liusanmen, and her master is a master of the China Dragon List.

With this identity, let alone a small Sun Biao, even Hua Xinglin has to consider it.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Sun, you did say that you would bet on a hand with Song Yu, but you didn't say that you must chop your hand?" At this time, Gao Ming smiled gloomyly.

After Gao Ming reminded him, Sun Biao grabbed a black-clad bodyguard beside him without saying a word and chopped off his right hand.

"Ah, my hand!" the bodyguard in black screamed.

Sun Biao threw the black-clothed bodyguard to the ground and said with a gloomy face: "I'm willing to accept the loss of the bet, take the money and get out of my hands!"

hiss.

Looking at his bloody right hand on the gambling table, Tang Long's face looked extremely ugly.

This Sun Biao is really cruel and poisonous. You must find a chance to kill him!

But today, let Sun Biao be left for the time being.

After all, Song Yu is still in front of him.

If Sun Biao is killed, Song Yu will definitely be retaliated by Sun Deyi.

Although Song Yu has a deep background, it would be easy if Sun Deyi wanted to kill him.

"Wait a moment!"

Just as Tang Long and others were about to leave the box, Sun Biao suddenly shouted.

Tang Long leaned sideways and said, "What? Do you still want to bet?"

"Hmph, of course!"

Sun Biao gritted his teeth and said unwillingly: "If you are brave enough, three days later, we will bet on Hua Shao's cruise ship, and the bet will be 1 billion!"

"One billion?"

Tang Long raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "Do you have that much money?"

"Hmph, there isn't now, but it will be there soon."

Sun Biao snorted and smiled mysteriously: "At that time, let alone one billion Chinese coins, even if it is one billion US dollars, I, Sun Biao, can still take it out!"

Billion dollars?!

Is the Chixiao Sword in Sun Biao's hands?!

After leaving the box, Tang Long held Tangtang's hand and turned around and walked towards the door of Qingcheng Club.

But as soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a woman wearing a golden cheongsam rushing forward in a hurry.

"Mr. Tang, no, Dong Mo was seriously injured by the person sent by Queen Chu. Go and have a look!" The woman in the cheongsam shouted anxiously.
Chapter completed!