Song Muxin struggled a few times, but sadly found that she couldn't break free no matter what she did. Who was this mysterious dancer? She had never heard of such a person before, and the dancer next to her looked quite powerful.
Xiaohong, who was in Blackfoot Seven's arms, finally opened her sleepy eyes and said with a frown, "There's something wrong with these two girls..."
Blackfoot Seven was originally in shock. It was the first time he had seen a dancer of this strength. After hearing Xiaohong's words, he immediately couldn't help but ask, "Abnormal? Xiaohong, what did you see?"
Xiaohong shook her head. "I'm not sure. I've been observing the prosthetics used by that prosthetic girl. They're a type never seen on the market before. I just checked the online archives and couldn't find any matching models. But just now, the prosthetic girl's attacking movements reminded me of someone."
Blackfoot Seven subconsciously asked, "Who?"
Xiaohong then continued, "Dr. 'Scalpel' of the M Army's Thirteenth Special Zone is said to have been researching a super-magnetic prosthesis. It's said that possessing this prosthesis could solve the problem of the dancer being suppressed by plasma sonic waves. This prosthesis is incredibly similar to the one in the archives."
Blackfoot Seven fell silent after hearing this. So did Chang Qingshan, who was sitting in the private room on the second floor. Just when Alice had made her move, he'd noticed something unusual. A super-magnetic prosthesis? Interesting, interesting...
At this moment, Heijiaoqi's cell phone vibrated. He picked it up and was shocked by the information. So that's why. No wonder Boss Hao was able to get this kind of prosthesis. It turned out that there was a history behind it.
Putting down his phone, he stood up and forced a very ugly smile: "Boss Hao, my sister is young and naive. You are a magnanimous person, why bother with a child?"
Looking at Boss Hao playing with the saber, he had a bad feeling in his heart. He felt that he had angered Boss Hao. He just hoped that he would not do anything rash.
Wu Jie pinched the tip of the knife, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped the blade before saying calmly, "Seventh Master, I'm a good person. As long as others give me face, I will give them face in return."
At this point, he thrust his saber into the table and said calmly, "I won't bet your money, I'm going to bet on your sister. If you lose, I don't want the money, I only want her. How about it?"
Hei Jiao Qi's expression changed after hearing this. What was wrong with Boss Hao? He had just won a little money from him. Why was he targeting him today? He didn't want money anymore, but wanted the person?
And she was his own sister? Who knew what quirks this Boss Hao had? What if his sister followed him and became half-human and half-ghost?
Having been in the underworld for a long time, how could he not know the weird habits of those gangsters? He might even kill people. Even though the black dancer has good physical fitness, she can still be killed.
He took a deep breath, his face darkened, and his tone turned hostile: "So, Boss Hao is going to go against me to the end today?"
Wu Jie smiled faintly: "Will I go against you to the end? Seventh Master, don't take yourself too seriously. I'm giving you some face by calling you Seventh Master. I think you know better than me what you did in today's gambling. If you want to win money from me, of course you can. That depends on how many lives you have left, Seventh Master."
Blackfoot Seven was startled. Could it be that he had discovered the tricks used in today's card game? Otherwise, why would Hao be so angry? His heart suddenly tightened, and his expression kept changing. After witnessing the skills of the two dancers beside Wu Jie, he immediately felt a lot less confident.
But after a while, his expression changed and he laughed heartily, "So that's what Boss Hao meant. But I didn't do anything in today's gambling game from beginning to end. If you don't believe me, you can check the video footage here. Every camera here is a high-speed camera, and any tricks will be exposed in front of them."
He would never admit to such a thing, even if he was beaten to death. If others knew that he was caught cheating at a gambling game, how would he survive in the future?
Wu Jie didn't get angry after hearing this, he just nodded slightly, but his eyes looking at Blackfoot Seven were obviously filled with coldness: "Is that so? Fine, I'll raise the bet another ten million. If I win, I'll not only have your hands, but also your sister. That should be fine, right?"
Blackfoot Seven's eyes suddenly widened like bells: "Hao! Don't go too far! Do you really think you can win?!"
Thinking about the Ace of Spades and the Nine of Spades in the hands of Wang Zi and Wang Gambling Monster, Hao wants to play, right? Then I will play with him to the end! He wants to see how Hao wins this bet today!
Wu Jie raised his eyebrows, drew his saber, and sheathed it: "Then let's open the cards!"
"Open the cards!"
With the sound of the cards being opened, Blackleg Seven was the first to reveal his hole cards. He immediately burst into laughter: "Ha! Nine to King of Hearts, a straight flush! Who else can beat me?!"
When the Pair King saw this card, his heart sank. His biggest hand was only a full house, no match for Blackfoot Seven's straight flush. Most importantly, the gambling game had clearly gotten heated. If Boss Hao knew Blackfoot Seven had rigged the game, wouldn't that mean he also knew that I and Gambling Monster Wang had rigged it?
He couldn't help but glance at Wang Gambling Monster: "Brother Wang, you go first."
Wang the Gambler couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Boss Hao was too calm, not wavering at all even until the very last moment. It was as if he was 100% sure he would win. He didn't know for a moment whether Boss Hao was bluffing or if he really had a chance of winning.
He shook his hand, swiped an exposed card, and then stacked it on top of the hidden card. He wanted to check his hole cards again.
As the gap between the cards slowly widened, the black heart gradually appeared in his eyes. He pushed the bottom card away little by little and finally saw the 9 of spades!
Phew! Fortunately, the cards didn't change. It was the 9 of spades! So he smiled, laughed heartily, and slammed the cards onto the table: "9 of spades, spread."
Clearly a loose hand, yet he was so happy after losing, all the gamblers couldn't help but wonder. Blackleg Seven's face was filled with a smile. It was indeed the Nine of Spades! "Hao, I don't see how you can win! Unless you have the Ace of Spades! And now the Ace of Spades is in the hands of the King of Pairs. I don't believe you can still produce the Ace of Spades."
Seeing the 9 of Spades, the King of Pairs breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face. Although he didn't win the money, at least he saved his hand.
Without even checking his cards, he slammed them down on the table: "Show cards!"
But... then his expression changed!
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