"Then take some grass leaves."
There needs to be something to record whether we won or not, right?
"It's no fun fighting if you don't bring anything."
He asked casually, "Young man, how old are you?"
When Lu Haotian saw the grass in his hand, he felt that something was wrong.
But she still answered, "25."
The old man nodded, divided the pile of grass into three parts, and handed one extra part to Lu Haotian.
Lu Haotian looked at the grass in his hand, which was clearly twice the amount of the other two old men's.
I felt inexplicably heartbroken.
How certain were those two that he would definitely lose?
Seeing Lu Haotian's expression, the old man chuckled and said, "There's no grass over there where you're sitting, but we're sitting over here where the grass jar is being watered."
If it's not enough, the two of us can pull it anytime.
Lu Haotian: ...So where exactly is the joy that these two gamble?
After all the winnings, aren't weeds still just in the flowerbed?
Seeing that the group was about to play cards, Lu Mengmeng snuggled into Lu Haotian's arms as if she knew what was going on, stroking a deformed rooster with three legs in her hand.
Lu Haotian didn't seem to mind, and the three of them started drawing cards.
In the first round, I had three bombs in my hand.
Lu Haotian thought the cards were excellent and easy to play.
Lu Mengmeng looked at the good cards in her hand, but didn't react much.
They just did something that everyone selling orders wanted to do.
— To point fingers and gesticulate wildly.
Lu Haotian felt that with such a good hand, it would be an injustice if they didn't win.
Otherwise, there must be something wrong with his/her brain.
However, it didn't stop Lu Mengmeng from pointing and gesturing.
But he soon realized that he was still too inexperienced.
Mingming had four bombs with all ten or higher cards out of 17, leaving only five non-dominant cards, one of which was the Joker.
Lu Haotian felt that no matter how he played the cards, he wouldn't be flustered.
After being guided by Lu Mengmeng, they managed to create a thrilling game where they were constantly on the verge of winning or losing, experiencing the constant ups and downs of survival.
Not just this one hand, but every hand after that had a good hand, yet I played each hand with trepidation.
Every now and then you can hear Lu Mengmeng shouting unhappily.
"Mengmeng, just tell me which card it is!"
"Look what you've done. He's got his hands on it now, hasn't he?!"
"Let me pay! Let me pay! Let me pay!"
"Hey, you clearly have four pluses, why don't you smash it?"
Look, he's already gone out!
"Your aunt can't control you, can she?"
...
Lu Haotian felt that the person sitting on his lap was an enemy spy.
Even though no one knew what cards he had, after her commotion, his opponents basically played their cards open with him every time.
The two old men opposite them didn't look too good either.
Despite having a lousy opponent like Lou Mao Mao who keeps giving them assists.
But their luck was just too bad.
Sometimes I don't even have a single card or a person in my hand.
The grass in the flower bed has been pulled up and pulled again; the patch behind me is basically all bare.
Looking up, he saw a large pile of grass at Lu Haotian's feet.
It's like they're just waiting for the cows to eat them.
Seeing the two arguing again made me even angrier.
From the initial enthusiastic invitation to the current sullen face and refusal to speak, it only took 30 minutes.
Lu Haotian was arguing with Lu Mengmeng about which card to play.
But he kept glancing at the two old men out of the corner of his eye.
He felt that something was amiss.
Having played cards for so long, these two are definitely not bad at all.
You could even say he's an expert in card games.
Then why did the old lady holding the dog say that these two were so addicted to playing cards that nobody in the entire nursing home wanted to play with them?
Are these two really those two terrible gamblers?
Or are these two people actually ghosts in disguise?
So far, neither of them has done anything to harm him.
Lu Haotian was actually quite curious as well.
It can kill a person and make it look like they died of old age.
How did they manage to do that?
In no time at all, even the grass around the old man was completely cleared away.
One of the old men immediately became furious.
"Did you cheat?"
Otherwise, how could you have won so much?
Lu Haotian threw the playing cards in his hand into the middle.
"You chose the location, you chose the signboard."
Asking me to play cards was a spur-of-the-moment decision.
Where am I supposed to find a place to cheat?
After saying that, he didn't want to stay any longer and turned to leave.
They had only taken a couple of steps when they heard a whooshing sound behind them, getting closer and closer.
Lu Haotian instinctively turned his head away.
A large stone table, over 1 meter in diameter, sped past his ear.
With a "bang!" it fell to the ground.
It shattered into pieces in an instant.
The two old men had long since lost their earlier restraint.
Completely losing the pretense.
With a ferocious expression, he said, "You think you can just leave after winning? There's no such thing as a free lunch."
Today, you'll leave your life here!
Lu Mengmeng rubbed her eyes as she looked at the two people.
It seems a bit unbelievable.
He clearly saw a strong yang energy in those two people just now.
Why has everything turned into yin energy now?
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