Chapter 117: Rage, someone framed Wang Lian



Liu Yanran was depressed for 5,000 yuan, Sima Dalang helped Lan Jiacheng to be depressed for 5,000 yuan, and he himself was also depressed.

Su He looked at the cards and flew away.

I started scratching my head: "You are all bored, and I am bored too."

Lan Jiacheng came out of the bathroom and laughed: "Why are they all hidden cards?"

No one answered.

Liu Yanran looked at the cards and flew away.

Lan Jiacheng and Sima Dalang continued to be depressed.

And after the cards were opened, I followed with 10,000.

Lan Jiacheng stared at me for three seconds, then continued to sulk. He smiled and said, "Dong Hang, your card playing skills aren't very good. Come find me at Blue Harbor Restaurant later, and I'll teach you some tricks."

"I've been playing for several years, with equal wins and losses. Until now, I've rarely lost a lot of money." It seems that I don't think my card skills are bad.

Sima Dalang laughed and said, "That's because none of the poker players you met are of high skill. I'm not talking about tricks, but the true level of playing cards."

"Brother Lang, your family runs a casino, but you look down on con men?" I asked in confusion.

"Opening a casino requires fairness. Using cheaters to steal money is not a long-term solution."

"How long do you think your nightclub, hotel and casino can remain open?" I looked at him with disdain.

"Dong Hang, what do you mean? What rumors did you hear?"

Sima Dalang's anxiety is almost impossible to conceal. He has a dirty bottom and is even covered in shit. Although he seems to be very powerful, he is actually anxious like a shadow.

I looked at him with disdain: "After the card game, give Mr. Shen a call and let him tell you."

At this time.

Lan Jiacheng looked at the cards and flew away.

Sima Dalang threw 10,000 and opened my cards.

I have a straight of 567 and he has AAK.

I started collecting the money and gave Liu Yanran a smug look: "I won back 30,000 or 40,000 yuan. I'm almost making back my money."

"Dong Hang, stop bragging about how good you are at playing cards. Your skills are not up to par in any serious card game."

Facing Liu Yanran's contempt, I was calm.

"I don't play cards to get rich, I play for fun."

The game continues.

Lan Jiacheng sometimes cheats to let Sima Dalang win and also let himself win.

But Lan Jiacheng was a bit stubborn. Every time he cheated, it was against me. He never thought of tricking Su He and Liu Yanran.

As for me, I always know when to stop when it comes to money.

So we played until after six in the morning, and we only had more than 200,000 yuan left of the 500,000 yuan in gambling money we brought with us.

We are preparing to leave the White Snake Nightclub.

Sima Dalang, Lan Jiacheng and others were sent out.

"Dong Hang, this time you came here, you didn't go to the disco to exercise, nor did you see any performances. Forget it tonight, come back tomorrow night, I've arranged everything for you.

The White Snake Nightclub has its own song and dance troupe, and often invites Southeast Asian and Russian dance halls to perform..."

Sima Dalang has been tempting.

It seemed like he really wanted me to get into the White Snake Nightclub.

"I don't like to see women dancing in miniskirts or bikinis. In fact, I don't like women dancing with their bottoms bare either. Because I'm not lustful."

Listen to my words.

Sima Dalang was stunned, and his mind must have been filled with all kinds of suspicions.

Get in the car.

Heading to Xihu District, Liu Yanran hummed, "Dong Hang, let's go to my house!"

"What?"

"Let me check whether you are lecherous or not."

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