Qin Nuo didn't say anything and let the old man smoke first.
The old man took the top card, but Qin Nuo still took the card from the middle layer.
Covering the cards with both hands, Qin Nuo took deep breaths and kept muttering something in a low voice, as if praying for God's blessing.
Lan Yan, who was watching from behind, was sweating profusely: "It makes me so nervous!"
On the side, Fang Ye kept his hands crossed, looking calm and composed despite his handsome appearance.
Lan Yan said, "Stop pretending, no one's watching. If we can't win this round, we're all doomed!"
Qin Nuo wiped the sweat from his forehead and then lifted the upper half of the black card.
After seeing this number, Qin Nuo looked pale and weak, and covered his face with his hands again. Impatience, annoyance, and unwillingness were written on his face almost at the same time.
He slammed his fist on the table and cursed, "Damn it!"
Lan Yan had a strange expression on her face as she looked at the old man beside her.
Then, the second card still ends with giving up.
"Last card, young man."
"The first two cards weren't satisfactory, but maybe the third card could be a surprise for you?"
The old man noticed Qin Nuo's increasingly fluctuating emotions and continued speaking calmly.
Qin Nuo didn't respond, his expression becoming increasingly grim. He said in a deep voice, "I'll take the first shot this time!"
He looked at the playing cards, hesitated for a long time, and finally chose to draw a card from the middle.
The old man draws a random card from the above.
Qin Nuo lowered his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the last card.
Lan Yan in the back couldn't help but ask, "How is it? How is it? Is it a good card?"
Then, he saw Qin Nuo's deathly pale face.
Qin Nuo's face first turned as pale as death, then he became irritable, with bloodshot eyes.
The emotional fluctuations became more and more intense, and finally broke through!
Qin Nuo suddenly stood up and kicked over the pumpkin lantern beside him, kicking the old man's lantern away as well, cursing: "I don't want to play anymore!"
This kick caused a big disaster and directly attracted the housing manager.
There was a bang, and the door behind him opened again.
The icy wind rushed into the room like a torrent, sweeping away the originally gloomy atmosphere in an instant.
Inside the house, the temperature dropped sharply.
Lan Yan and Fang Ye's heartbeats rose sharply.
The old woman's eyes changed imperceptibly, and two fingers moved quietly under the table.
At the door, the Poker Ghost came in.
He is abnormally tall and exudes a terrifying ghostly aura.
Beneath the poker mask, a cold and fierce light was revealed.
In the black gloves, there was an iron chain with flowing cold light, which was the most powerful thing to control order.
But when it came in, Qin Nuo, who had been defeated, suddenly sat back down.
He turned his head, his face unusually calm, even bewildered, as he looked at the Poker Ghost: "Mr. Housing Manager, we were playing cards. Why did you come in so suddenly? What's the matter?"
Poker Ghost stared at Qin Nuo, his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the deepest part of his heart and tear apart all the lies: "I heard a lot of commotion, it seems like someone is causing trouble?"
"No, you're worrying too much. Since it's a card game, there are bound to be winners and losers, so emotions are bound to get a bit intense. I just got a fantastic hand, and I couldn't help but howl twice."
Then, he looked at the Poker Ghost with an innocent look on his face: "Isn't this also against the casino rules?"
Lan Yan and Fang Ye looked at Qin Nuo's changing expression and frowned.
If it weren't for the wrong occasion, they would really like to give a thumbs up!
What the hell, if you don’t go to the next Golden Man Awards, we definitely won’t go to see it!
Even the old woman couldn't help but tilt her head slightly, obviously impressed by the show.
"Are you really alright?"
The Poker Ghost raised his eyes and looked at the old man.
The old woman smiled slightly and said, "It's normal for young people to express their true feelings through words and actions."
"It's really okay."
Poker Ghost stared at Qin Nuo, then turned around and said, "If there's anything, I'll come in anytime."
"Excuse me, everyone, please continue."
After saying that, it left the small dark room, and the two doors closed automatically without wind and with a bang.
The room gradually fell into darkness.
"Young man, what you did just now was playing with fire."
"Fortunately, you're smart enough, otherwise you'd have seen what happened to the previous guest who sat down."
As the old man spoke, he tried to pick up the pumpkin lantern that had been kicked to the ground.
"Yeah, I was scared and broke out in a cold sweat."
As Qin Nuo spoke, he stopped the old man's behavior, took out an oil lamp from the system toolbar and placed it on the table.
"Old woman, your lamp is out, just use mine."
The old man replied: "It's okay, just light it again with a match, it will be fine soon."
"Old lady, I told you, there's no need to go through so much trouble."
Qin Nuo said again.
"Your light isn't bright enough," the old man said.
"It's okay, I still have one."
Qin Nuo took out another oil lamp.
The old man paused and said, "You are a guest, so I cannot trouble you."
"It's just a little lamp oil, old woman, but you seem to insist on lighting that lamp. Why?" Qin Nuo asked with confusion.
The old man smiled, sat back down, and grabbed the ragdoll cat that was about to jump away: "Since the guest said so, then let's do as you say."
"Let's continue with the previous game."
"You used up your last two chances to give up. You have to play this card now."
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