Dangerous, mysterious, and irresistible.

Even Feng Po, who had always been vigilant and introspective, was already trapped in it and could not extricate himself. He even asked Xun Bo to set up the room in the back hall as a chess and card room and make mahjong one of the important entertainment items for guests in Yangshan.

It seems that the clean and upright atmosphere that Chishu has worked hard to maintain cannot withstand the infinite temptation brought by this small siege.

At this time, Zhuo Zhan's table was evenly matched, with four people basically taking turns to sit on the bank, coming and going.

The skills, luck, and luck of the four people have reached a delicate balance, with only small wins and small losses, no big ups and downs.

However, Zhuangzi's table looked completely different at the moment.

Amber's character exploded today, winning five games in a row. The other three companies had fewer and fewer green clams on hand. Even Duan Fei, who was always in a stable state, was a little anxious. Everyone followed suit when playing cards, but the more cautious they became, the more calculating they became.

The easier it is to make mistakes.

It's been Zhuangzi's turn to play a card for a while, but he has been reluctant to do it. He touches this card now, then that card, and his eyes keep wandering between his own card and the cards that have been played below.

Go away, silently thinking about what to do.

I saw his brows furrowed into a deep "Chuan" character, he bit his lip suddenly, and used a lot of force to pop out a card: "Three! This is the one to play, how do you like it!"

"What a fool." Amber said calmly, and flattened the cards in front of him one by one.

I saw that the cards were arranged neatly, all in one color, and there were also chicken treasure clips.

The other three couldn't help but widen their eyes, took a deep breath, and stared at Amber in disbelief.

However, Amber remained expressionless, not even a trace of pride could be felt.

"I'll go! How lucky are you? You can't even get such a card out of nowhere!" Zhuangzi scratched his head angrily.

"I don't know. I was just counting the cards according to the rules you gave me. When I wanted three of a kind, you hit me. Is there anything wrong?"

Amber's innocent eyes and paralyzed face, saying such words at this moment, really makes people have the urge to be violent.

"It's incredible, the born God of Gamblers, the Bird Saint." Duan Fei shook his head and praised repeatedly.

Duan Yue next to him was already counting his remaining inorganic green clams.

"I really want to bring you to our place. Let's go to Austria and try our luck. You will be a new generation of gambling king. By then, you will have all kinds of beautiful cars and beauties. Why are you still doing a big job here!" Zhuangzi said.

Brave words, spittle flying everywhere.

"Haha, he is the king of gambling. He has nothing to do with you. If he doesn't do anything good, he has to take care of himself."

Duan Fei complained about Zhuangzi while pushing his lost share of green clams in front of Amber.

"I am his manager! Think about it, once you become famous, you will definitely get some endorsements, ribbon cuttings, media interviews, etc. He is so dull, can he handle it? I, a veteran of the world, has to do it. I can't handle it.

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Zhuangzi was teasing her endlessly while pushing Qingbei in front of Kohaku seemingly naturally.

"It's missing." Amber seriously interrupted Zhuangzi's spiel, "Zhuangzi, it was you who ordered the cannon. It should be doubled."

"Damn, Master, you are too greedy. You have piled up a mountain of green clams. You can't make so much in a year. How many more money are you missing from me?" Zhuangzi's method of fishing in troubled waters was discovered, and he was very unwilling.

Looking at Amber pitifully.

"No, the rules are the rules, not to mention these are the rules you set." Amber was strict, unyielding, and extremely serious, which seemed a bit cute in the eyes of everyone.

"Then I have no money. Look, I've bottomed out!" Zhuangzi shook the cloth bag he had filled with shell coins shamelessly, and put on a posture like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

Several people at the next table also laughed at the joyful master and disciple.

While Zhuo Zhan was counting the cards, he threw his bag of green clams to Zhuangzi: "I'll lend you mine! We Chinese can't be shackles."

"Hey, victory or defeat is a common thing for a military man, not to mention this little mahjong, a young man is not very impressive." Feng Po couldn't help but interjected.

"Brother Feng, of course you can stand and talk without pain. All my money has gone into your wallet. Of course you are happy with it. But to be honest, does this count as a contribution to our Yangshan? If I build another

When I go to the temple, I should make a signature donation or something, and have my name 'Le Zheng Yunyang' engraved on it."

The name Zhuangzi is very chivalrous and fashionable in this generation. Everyone is used to seeing his careless face and is used to being called "Zhuangzi". Suddenly hearing such a dignified and awe-inspiring name makes him feel very uncomfortable.

I couldn't help but bombard Zhuangzi in turn, and the whole room burst into laughter, laughter and curses.

However, no one who was laughing could have imagined that the warm atmosphere would soon be extinguished by the pouring cold water.

"General Feng!"

I saw the young officer named Qingjin who usually followed Feng Po hurriedly pushed the door open and barged in. He staggered Uncle Xun who was about to go out to pour out the dregs of tea. However, he did not reach out to help him, but looked panicked.

He rushed straight to Feng Po, holding his hands in horror and saying:
Chapter completed!