Super Golden Eye

Zhou Zhifeng is the young master of the Zhou family and the helm of this gambling trip. He listened to the report from his subordinates, his face remained unchanged, and he whispered a few words to the entourage on the side, then waved his hand to let him go down.

"Big brother, what's the matter?" Zhou Zhiyuan sat next to Zhou Zhifeng and asked in a low voice.

Zhou Zhifeng shook his head and said it was all right. As soon as the conversation turned, he asked about the helper Zhou Zhiyuan had invited.

"Xiao Ding was invited back from Thailand. Don’t look at him as a gentleman, but he is a disciple of the Thai God of Gamblers. How do you say that, yes, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger! He goes this way. "Zhou Zhiyuan said with a smile.

Zhou Zhiyuan has no ambitions, and only wants to enjoy himself. Knowing his own virtues, not fighting or grabbing, I have been concentrating on Zhou Zhifeng's doglegs from the moment I can remember, only Zhou Zhifeng's head can be seen.

However, he had very bad luck today. Before he could finish speaking, he bit his tongue in one bite. With a scream of ah, the person rolled off the chair.

Zhou Zhifeng frowned, and secretly said that Zhiyuan was getting more and more hopeless, and shook his head.

Zhou Xiaosang snorted coldly, secretly said something that deserved it, and stared at Fang Yang at the gaming table.

The dice has reached the second round, and the strength of the ghost hand is even more powerful. None of the seven people left the game in the first game, but this second game was different.

Not to mention the number of dice plus one, Guishou also asked everyone to write the guessed number on the white cardboard.

He also increased the difficulty. With a flick of his wrist, four dice flew into the dice clock. There was no crackling, but a series of wonderful drum beats.

"Rolling the dice into sound, I can't think of the skills of the master ghost hand, it has reached this point."

"It's hard to guess now!"

The discussion abruptly, and the movement of the ghost hand became more and more mysterious. He makes a series of difficult moves, which at first glance is for tricks, but in fact, they are a kind of defense against hearing and vision.

Of the seven people at the gambling table, all six are serious, for fear of misheard a link. Only Fang Yang looked around, his attention was not on the dice clock at all.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaosang, who was not far away, sank slightly. She wanted to remind Fang Yang, but the gambling had already begun, and outsiders could not enter the market for no reason.

"Damn Fang Yang, if I lose the bet, it's up to me to deal with you." Zhou Xiaosang's complexion changed slightly, biting his lips tightly. She glared at Fang Yang, who even grinned at him.

Snapped!

There was a sudden alarm, and everyone was taken aback.

But the alarm was not the sound of the ghost hand falling, but Fang Yang slapped the table hard, and then got up from the chair.

"Fang Yang, what are you doing!" Wu Jun cursed. The strength of the ghost hand is so strong that he is always listening, this will be interfered by Fang Yang, and it will have a great impact.

Cao Miaoyu tightened the tip of his nose and said nothing. Kang Xinghui didn't take it seriously at all, and was still attentive.

As for the other people, they were quite eloquent, glaring at Fang Yang.

But Fang Yang disagreed, and instead smiled shyly: "I'm sorry, Master Guishou's skill at dice-shaking is so powerful, I couldn't help but applaud him."

"Tubaozi!" Ding Sifu, who also served the Zhou family, snorted coldly. He stretched out his hand and pushed his glasses, and the other side raised a look of contempt.

Fang Yang smiled and didn't get angry. After listening for a few seconds, he suddenly clapped and applauded.

All of the seven faces changed, because while Fang Yang clapped his hands, Ghost Hand's dice clock fell off the table.

At the last moment, it was almost blocked by Fang Yang's voice, and everyone only heard two or three points.

When playing dice to guess the number, the most important thing is to roll the dice clock.

When the dice turns a few times, what time is it, that's all about it. People who are good at gambling can tell the number of dice hits by their ears to guess the number of points.

But the strength of the ghost hand is very strong, and this process is simply inaccurate. I had to wait for the final roll, and Fang Yang made such a fuss, well, the result of the guess was greatly reduced.

"Guess everybody." Guishou glanced at Fang Yang, feeling a little strange.

This little guy was messing up the whole time, and didn't even listen to it. Eighty percent of the time was sent by the Zhou family to disrupt the situation. Among these people, Ji Yun, Kang Xinghui, Wu Jun and Cao Miaoyu are the strongest. After three rounds, only four of them should be left.

"Xiao Sang, you found that kid, he is not good at level, but he has a skill at making troubles." Zhou Zhiyuan, who bit his tongue, sneered.

He didn't like Zhou Xiaosang since he was a child, and suppressed her whenever he had the opportunity.

Zhou Xiaosang squeezed a sweat for Fang Yang in his heart, but he refused to admit defeat: "If the result hasn't come out, it's not likely that whoever wins will win."

"Just quibble, I see how you win. Oh, my mouth." Zhou Zhiyuan wanted to say something, but he bit his lip again, and the screams sounded again, attracting a moment of glance.

"Fang Yang, you have to live up to it." Zhou Xiaosang looked at Fang Yang with no bottom. Can only pray secretly, hoping that he can win.

At the gambling table, everyone wrote the result. But before opening, I saw Wu Jun suddenly speak: "Fang Yang, dare you gamble with me."

After speaking, his eyes swept across Ding Sifu's body.

"What are you betting on?" Fang Yang's slender eyes narrowed, and Wu Jun's little movement just now was seen by him.

But before Wu Jun could continue to speak, he waved his hand and said to himself: "No, I'm lucky today, let's forget it, after all, you are a visitor from afar, so I will save you some face."

"Then I'll bet with you." Ding Sifu silently stood up suddenly.

"Are you gamble with me?" Fang Yang was stunned for a moment, then he glanced at Wu Jun, and he understood. After a long time, this man is a spy. But why is he turning back now?

"Wu Jun gave you a lot of money to sell the Zhou family." Fang Yang said. He raised his head and glanced at the Psychedelic Killing Array, good guy, the thick black line from top to bottom is about to get into Ding Sifu's head in minutes.

"Zhiyuan, what's the matter!" Zhou Zhifeng's face was cold, his voice was majestic.

Zhou Zhiyuan was overwhelmed. Ding Sifu was the master he invited back from Thailand. Why did he turn around in minutes.

No, there must be some misunderstanding. Zhou Zhiyuan quickly stood up and asked what was going on, but he stumbled on his feet and came straight to the ground.

Whoops!

Zhou Zhiyuan screamed, covering his face, and everyone burst into laughter.

Zhou Zhifeng's complexion turned red and white, and the Zhou family's face was damnably lost: "Bring Zhiyuan down to me!"

Besides, at the gaming table, Ding Sifu pushed his glasses and looked at Zhou Zhiyuan who was taken away and said, "You gave me two million, and he gave me ten million. I'm sorry, I love money."

"You wait for me!" Zhou Zhiyuan yelled, his face was unwilling. Today, this face is lost, and the most important thing is that I don't know how to explain it when I go back.

Ding Sifu didn't care at all. He didn't take the money casually. In addition to the money, Wu Jun also had to ensure his safety. In other words, it is the Yan family who wants to guarantee his safety.

As for his role, he originally wanted to wait until the last round to turn back. But Fang Yang really got in the way. Although this guy is not very good at gambling, there are too many factors of instability. You must get him down first to ensure Wu Jun wins.

What's more, one's own existence is not purely to win the game. It made the Zhou family foolish. Let me ask, the people invited by the Wu family suddenly helped the Yan family, and that face was embarrassing.

"Just gamble, if you guess right, I lose you 3 million. Otherwise, you give me 3 million." Ding Sifu said.

Fang Yang laughed. There are still people who offer money to the door these days: "3 million is too little. Didn't Wu Jun give you 10 million, then let's bet 10 million."

"Ten million, this kid is crazy."

"He had been making trouble just now, and he didn't even listen."

"Isn't this giving people free money!"

"Xiaosang, is this the master you invited from Jiangbei?" This is Zhou Zhifeng's second anger today. He glanced at Zhou Xiaosang and felt very upset.

Zhou Xiaosang didn't speak, but stared at Fang Yang. At this moment, her heart was in chaos. Fang Yang, Fang Yang, what are you doing!

"Ten million is ten million, Fang Yang, you are sure to lose!" Ding Sifu laughed, he had seen stupid ones, he had never seen stupid ones. He felt that he had a long experience today: "Thank you Zhou's family for giving me a gift of 20 million. I will definitely spend this money."

"Master Guishou, I still guess 456, 15 o'clock." Fang Yang turned over the white cardboard and said.

Ding Sifu also opened his white cardboard, which said, 3, 4, 5, and 12 o'clock.

Others also opened the white paper. Kang Xinghui, Wu Jun, Ji Yun and Cao Miaoyu all wrote 15 o'clock, and Shen Jishu, like Ding Sifu, guessed 12 o'clock.

Ding Sifu's face changed suddenly. He looked up at the ghost hand and yelled that this is impossible.

Guishou shook his head and turned on the dice clock. It was not 3, 4, or 5, but it was 15 o'clock, because he shook it, 3 5 o'clock.

"Impossible, this is impossible." Ding Sifu took a step back in disbelief.

Fang Yang smiled, looked at him and said: "Three 5s, I guess 4, 5, 6. The overall word count is the same, and it is considered a win. Sorry, although my luck today is not so good, but it is better than you. Ten million, I accept it."