"Wait, what card? Three?"

Lin Yan, who was originally listless, suddenly became energetic.

Xiaoyao's accomplices, He Lefeng and a middle-aged man, saw that Xiaoyao threw a three, and the smiles on their faces gradually solidified.

"I bet you don't have four." Xiaoyao stared at Lin Yan and said.

Hearing this, Lin Yan nodded, "You really made the right bet... However, the card I have left is not a four, but it is a seven... If I hit you with a three, how many times can I chase you?

A street, right?”

After Lin Yan said that, he threw out the last Xiao Qi in his hand.

"Won?"

Si Bai obviously didn't come back to his senses.

"Brother, can you play cards?"

The middle-aged man who was with Xiaoyao stood up excitedly, "She only has one card left. Why did you play three? Can't you play another one?!"

Immediately, Xiaoyao turned over the last card in his hand and threw it on the table: "The last card is also three."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and rubbed his head in annoyance: "Unfortunately, that's because we were unlucky... It would have been better if you hadn't exploded."

At this moment, He Lefeng looked at the last three in Xiaoyao's hand with a confused face, then took back the three that Xiaoyao threw out, frowned and said: "Wait a minute, let's go through these two...

Zhang San, why can’t they play together, for example, one-on-three???”

The middle-aged man was slightly startled, slapped his forehead, and glared at Xiaoyao: "Yes, why don't you just throw them all away and take them apart one by one?"

Xiaoyao said expressionlessly: "I like it."

He Lefeng: "..."

Middle-aged man: "..."

"Hahahahahaha, I'm willing to admit defeat and give you money." Si Bai laughed coldly.

"Sister, I'm bankrupt!"

He Lefeng was about to cry but had no tears: "I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore... stay away from gambling and cherish life... I didn't expect that I, the King of Fighters, would end up being killed by my pig teammates..."

As soon as the words "pig teammate" came out of his mouth, He Lefeng felt a chill on his back.

Looking at Xiaoyao's cold gaze, He Lefeng looked at the middle-aged man: "It's all your fault, teammate pig."

The middle-aged man, who was originally angry, immediately became furious, "Who do you think is the pig teammate? What does it have to do with me? Isn't it Xiaoyao?"

After feeling Xiaoyao's cold gaze, the middle-aged man felt heartbroken: "You are right, it's all my fault."

Lin Yan: "..."

…

Mr. Pei, a certain study room.

Pei Yucheng slowly lay down on the desk, and the books in his hands fell to the ground.

…

"Miss Lin Facai, we are indeed an excellent partner. We won so much in the first game. I am very happy today. Why don't we go to the bar for a drink tonight..." Si Bai looked at Lin Yan and chuckled softly.

Hearing the sound, Lin Yan was slightly startled. He was about to speak, but he couldn't speak no matter what. His consciousness seemed to be suppressed and his body could not continue to move.

Such a familiar feeling gave Lin Yan an ominous premonition.

The next second, Lin Yan opened his eyes again, and a cold luster flashed across his eyes.

"Miss Lin Facai, if you don't want to go to the bar... you can go to my house. I have collected a lot of rare and expensive red wine, which I only reserve for those who are destined. Do you want to try it at my house?" Si Bai looked at "Lin Yan" and said.

At this moment, "Lin Yan"'s eyes fell on Si Bai, "You mean, let me go to your house to drink."
Chapter completed!