There is not a single 8 in the pile of cards!

The licking gang members behind Liu Weilong looked at him, but they were a little confused.

One by one, the negative pressure aura and panic behavior that suddenly erupted from Liu Weilong was shocked and looked at each other silently.

People who watch the fun don’t remember whether Liu Weilong has ever issued a 8 order. Liu Weilong himself cannot not remember—

From beginning to end, I never caught 8!

so……

Is Wang Yan fucking...

Bang!

Liu Weilong slapped the table, scaring everyone.

"You are mentally ill?"

Gu Jiashu frowned and said, and a feeling of uneasiness suddenly arose in his heart.

Looking at Wang Yan again, he still leaned on the back of the chair leisurely, and his left elbow was placed on the armrest of the chair. His slender fingers were spread one by one, gently holding his head.

Put your right hand on the table, and gently tap the table with your fingertips, making a cheerful and slight sound.

expression……

Smiling but not smiling.

But his eyes were as bright as stars, looking deep.

"Gudong..."

Gu Jiashu subconsciously spitted his throat, and the clamor that was about to be released suddenly became soft.

"That... 8, do you want it?"

The young master Wang, who has been quiet until now, suddenly smiled.

"King, 8."

The room was as quiet as a cemetery.

Gu Jiashu swallowed and spitted again, and he was stunned. He asked a stupid thing in a daze.

"Ah? Where?"

Wang Yan glanced at the cards on the table and smiled and said, "Just there. Look at it yourself."

Yu Qiuli stared at her chest so big, stood up with a shout, picked up the four cards left by Wang Yan, and opened them to shoot them on the table.

Big and Big King, one pair of 8.

"Damn!"

"What's the matter?"

"How did you reverse it?"

"Caocao! Three robs and four blows, one family of 1.28 million?!"

"Wang'er, you're awesome!!!"

Suddenly, the cemetery exploded and a group of living people began to perform grave dances.

Squeak!

After a sharp scream, Liu Weilong suddenly dropped his chair, supported his hands on the table, and his eyes were red: "I'm so idle?! I'm surrounding us with barren hair?! Play with your own!"

The onlookers behind him suddenly dispersed, the woman turned behind Yu Qiuli, and the boy sneaked silently behind Wang Yan.

Master Wang met Liu Weilong's red eyes and was not afraid...

And the smile became clearer and lighter.
Chapter completed!