On the other side, this group of gangsters took Master Liao and Hongmao to an abandoned warehouse.

Master Liao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, their territory was not in a downtown area, so if a fight broke out, civilians would not be affected.

The gangster opened the rolling shutter door and said to Master Liao: "We are here, let's show our skills, master? But we have to set the rules."

Master Liao said calmly: "Tell me, what are you playing?"

The gangster reported several poker methods one after another, and Master Liao shook his head one by one.

The gangster was angry.

"Are you kidding us?"

Master Liao shook his head: "I'm not a master, I don't know how to play poker. Except for Landlords, I've never played anything you mentioned."

"What the hell!"

A gangster raised the bench as if to beat him, but was stopped by the leader.

"Idiot! He doesn't know anything. Wouldn't it be easier to deceive him?"

"Ahem, brother is right."

The gangster leader waved his hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't know, we can teach you how to deal cards!"

After saying that, the professional team started to operate. One of them pretended to close the door and quietly walked behind Master Liao and Hongmao to find a corner to read the cards.

The person in charge of dealing the cards lowered his eyebrows, shuffled the cards quickly in his hand, and changed the order of the three cards in a subtle way.

The gangster leader looked at the fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered with a smile.

You don't even test the cards. You are indeed a rookie. You dared to brag just now. Let's see if I can trick you!

"Uncle Liao, are you really not good at it?"

Seeing Master Liao picking up the cards awkwardly and dealing with them very slowly, Hong Mao's tone trembled.

"Not really."

Hong Mao suddenly felt a little blind. Then he remembered that he had never seen Uncle Liao gambling before.

This was a terrible situation. I thought Uncle Liao was the savior, but I never expected that I would take Uncle Liao into it.

"Ten thousand for each hand. You are a guest, so you can go out first." The gangster said with a smile.

When two veterans fight against a rookie, do they need thousands of dollars?

With this in mind, I taught Master Liao and played very casually at the same time.

But what the two of them didn't expect was that Master Liao was very lucky with his cards. After a few rounds, all the cards in his hand were gone, making a small profit.

Hong Mao looked at this scene in disbelief and was immediately ecstatic.

The two crooks looked at each other, confused for a moment.

The gangster leader's face suddenly darkened and he moved closer to the two crooks.

"How did you do it? You can't even beat a newcomer?"

One of the crooks rubbed his cheek and chuckled: "This person is just lucky and has the aura of a novice when playing cards, but it's only a matter of one or two hands, so he can't be lucky."

"Look at his cards, almost all of them are straights and consecutive pairs. Our cards are too scattered and there is no chance of winning."

Another person also echoed: "Don't panic, it doesn't hurt to let him win a few small games. Isn't this our common fishing method?"

"If he doesn't play with the top, how can we clean him out?"

The gangster leader nodded knowingly and whispered: "Then it's up to you, but just take it easy. If you feel something is wrong, do something immediately."

"Don't worry, we'll keep him under control."

The old man raised his hand and said, "Arrange!"

After a short while, they played five more rounds, with Master Liao winning four and losing one.

However, there was more and more sweat on his forehead. When the two crooks saw this, their hearts dropped.

The gangster leader's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

I thought I could make a lot of money out of the old guy's pocket, but he actually won tens of thousands of dollars.

"You two, hurry up and find a way to win the money back, or else..."

The gangster leader lowered his voice, and there was a murderous look in his eyes.

The two crooks suddenly fell silent and nodded repeatedly.

"Don't worry, boss, we just lured him into taking the bait, we are going to get serious this time!"

"That's right, I guarantee that he will spit it out, and it will cost a lot of money!"

After receiving the assurance, the gangster leader was still a little uneasy and winked at the man behind Master Liao.

The man nodded knowingly and was about to start reporting Master Liao's cards.

At the same time, Hongmao was still immersed in the pleasure of Master Liao killing everyone.

"Uncle Liao, your gambling skills are so good! Your poker luck is also so good! Don't open that shabby barber shop again. Let's go out and gamble, and we will definitely make a lot of money!"

Master Liao was unmoved at all and glanced at him lightly.

"Don't even think about it! I'll only help you this time."

He turned to look at the gangster leader and said calmly:

"It seems that I had good luck at poker tonight and won a lot of money. How about we shake hands and make peace? The money and that kid's debt will be written off in one go. Anyway, you can't squeeze more money out of him."

The gangster leader sneered: "Do you think anything is so cheap in the world? If you can still win in five more games, I will let you go."

Hearing this, Master Liao shook his head helplessly.

The sinister and filthy atmosphere was getting heavier and heavier, and a terrifying existence had already touched his side.

He really didn't want to delay any longer, but the gangsters in front of him obviously wouldn't give up.

Well, since they refuse to end it, it means that it is God’s will.

If the last five games are not rare, then it's just bad luck.

Master Liao touched Hong Mao and said softly: "If something unexpected happens in a while, you should run away immediately and don't look back."

Hong Mao was stunned for a moment and asked: "Uncle Liao, why should we run away if we win the card?"

"You run, not me. When the time comes, don't worry about me and don't look back. Just remember."

Hongmao still wanted to ask questions, but the cards had already been dealt over there.

Next, Master Liao seemed to be unlucky and lost two games in a row.

The two crooks breathed a sigh of relief, and the gangster leader also had a smile on his lips.

This is the right rhythm.

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"Master, I think Master Liao used to be very good at playing cards. Even if the opponent has a thousand, it would be difficult to beat him. Why did he suddenly become unlucky?"

Xu Huan saw Master Liao's bad hand through his spiritual consciousness and felt a little weird.

Cheng Fan smiled lightly and said, "Have you seen the yin energy surrounding him?"

"Well, what Master means is that that existence defeated his destiny?"

Cheng Fan nodded slightly, "That's right. Do you remember Little Pepper? Even she has bad things like poverty, disaster and bad luck, let alone such a big guy?"

"At this time, his poker luck is extremely poor, and his opponent has started cheating again. What should he do?"

Cheng Fan smiled lightly and said: "What are you afraid of? Since the other side has chosen to show off, don't blame me for 'repaying him with his own methods'. Let's wait and see."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Fan made the magic formula with his hands, and the voice penetrated into Master Liao's mind.

"Hide your cards a little, there are people peeking behind you. Play the smallest straight, don't worry, they can't be bigger than you..."

Master Liao was shocked, and his heart was suddenly filled with turmoil.
Chapter completed!