Damn it!

The three twos and a little king in his hand strangely became four little kings. It was so smooth that James Bond held it in his hand with a look of dementia on his face.

He didn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations, which proved that no one could replace his cards, but...

"No, that's absolutely not right."

James Bond's face looked extremely ugly, and then he held the cards in his hand and rubbed them quickly.

However, when he opened the cards, the four jokers still appeared clearly in his eyes.

"What's the problem?"

Suddenly, Jiangshan, holding the cards in his hand, asked softly.

James Bond smiled awkwardly and then shook his head.

His fingers trembled slightly as he took out a small joker and threw it out. He swallowed his saliva involuntarily and looked as if he had seen a ghost. This was too weird.

"A little king."

James Bond said with a slightly trembling voice.

Jiangshan grinned, took out a king and threw it on the table.

"I got it."

The dazzling king made James Bond's mouth twitch. He took a deep breath and rubbed his three cards unwillingly, but the cards remained unchanged.

"don't want."

James Bond was so desperate, his eyes were bloodshot.

He has been in the gambling world for so long, and has always been a killer. Even those guys who are called gambling gods will deliberately avoid him when they are in the free world casinos.

But today he felt like he was totally screwed!

"One three."

The next moment, Jiangshan took out a three-digit number and threw it out with a grin. The mocking smile almost made James Bond's heart skip a beat.

Then, James Bond took a deep breath, clenched the poker in his palm, and rubbed it again, concentrating all his energy in his body, in an unprecedented state.

"Come back, three twos, come back!"

James Bond was silently reciting in his heart, even praying, praying to the God in his heart to help him return the three twos.

But the moment James Bond let go of the poker, he almost cried.

Damn it!

Still three little kings.

"I...I can't afford it!"

James Bond's voice trembled and his face was full of despair.

Hundreds of thugs were staring blankly at the scene all around, their faces completely confused.

Can’t you afford even three?

"Are you sure?"

"Three is the smallest card."

Even Ouyang Mingzhu, who was sitting in the middle of the table, was stunned. She turned around and glanced at James sarcastically, then shouted coldly, her voice as sarcastic as it could be.

The veins on James Bond's neck were bulging, and he wanted to reveal his three cards to let everyone see whether he could play them or not.

"I really can't afford it!"

James Bond growled through gritted teeth.

In addition to anger, there was also a strong sense of grievance in the voice.

“Tsk tsk.”

"You Americans are really funny."

Jiang Shan, who was sitting opposite, grinned and threw out a five on the table, then pointed at the poker.

"A five."

Jiangshan's words were so harsh.

James Bond's heart began to beat rapidly. He angrily slammed the cards on the table, took a deep breath, and shouted "I can't afford it."

"Ouch!"

"I've really learned a lot today!"

"You're not going to play any cards, right? Hey, I really don't believe it!"

Seeing this, Jiangshan grinned, slammed the table and stood up, his facial expression full of rich expression.

"An eight!"

Then, Jiangshan threw it out again.

"I can't bear it!"

"A ten!"

"I really can't afford it."

"Tell me what you can afford, and I'll give it to you."

"Stop talking, stop talking, I can't afford any of this!"

One flyer after another was thrown out of Jiangshan's hand. James Bond's eyes turned green. He couldn't bear every word and his heart almost stopped.

In the middle of the game, James Bond took out a bottle of heart medicine from his pocket and chewed a few pills. He was really afraid that a deck of cards would take his life.

"Tsk tsk, the last card is a four, you lose."

Jiangshan shook the last card in his hand, then shook it at James Bond and threw it on the table.

A four, and the battle ends!

When the last four cards were played, James Bond stood up, staggered backward, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

“Tsk tsk.”

"Fighting the Landlord is supposed to be a form of entertainment, but you actually fought until you vomited blood. You're truly amazing."

Jiangshan grinned and walked towards James.

"That's right."

"I don't like people owing me money. What about that ten billion? If it doesn't reach my account before dark, then I think you guys should consider your own safety."

"Also, don't bother me again, otherwise, believe me, you will never be able to leave."

As he spoke, Jiangshan walked directly to Ouyang Mingzhu, took her hand and walked directly to the second floor.

As for James Bond and others, they all staggered and looked pale.

It's over, a complete defeat.

"Let's go!"

James Bond took a deep breath and growled through gritted teeth.

On the second floor of the boxing ring, Jiangshan sat in Ouyang Mingzhu's boss chair, while Ouyang Mingzhu sat on Jiangshan's legs with her arms around his neck.

"Be more careful next time. If my guess is correct, more and more people will come to your door."

"For the time being, if there's nothing special going on, just stay in the boxing ring and don't go anywhere else. If anything happens, feel free to call me."

Jiangshan said with a slight smile, holding Ouyang Mingzhu's slender waist.

Ouyang Mingzhu nodded.

"By the way, that Qin Hao you recruited earlier is not a quiet guy."

Ouyang Mingzhu suddenly spoke softly to Jiangshan.

Qin Hao!

Jiang Shan was slightly stunned, then nodded.

It seems that this guy is really not someone who is willing to stay calm.

"Arrange someone to watch him first. If anything happens, tell me immediately."

"If it rains, it will rain. If my mother wants to get married, no one can stop her if she wants to die."

Jiangshan smiled slightly and said lightly.

At this moment, Jiangshan's phone suddenly rang. Jiangshan immediately picked up the phone. It was none other than Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng told Jiangshan that a girl in red and two little lolis were waiting for him in Jiangshan’s villa, saying that there was something important.

Moreover, he told Jiangshan that the girl told Ye Qingcheng that her name was Ninth Girl and asked her to tell Jiangshan.

After hanging up the phone, Jiangshan stood up directly, his face full of confusion.

Ninth Miss!

How did she go down to the underworld?

Then, Jiangshan said goodbye to Ouyang Mingzhu and left, driving towards Zijin Garden. When he returned home, Ninth Girl, with a faint smile on her face, was sitting with two cute little lolis, chatting and laughing in low voices.