The dead fat man's hand was still shaking freely, his eyes fell on the silver ingot, and then his thin slit eyes, which were about to be squeezed out by the fat, narrowed his eyes, and squeezed out a flattering smile. "The eldest prince really wants to bet on the small?"

"What? Lao Tzu bet on the big or the small, about your birds! Brother Beast rolled his eyes, and his face became more and more hideous as he spoke, as if a hungry beast was looking at its prey.

Frightened, the fat man shrunk his neck. "Cheng, the eldest son, you bet on everything, and the small one will be opened?"

"Open! Open up! "In the clamor of a group of gamblers, the dead fat man seemed to reluctantly throw the dice into the bowl, and as a result, four, five, six, and then the dead fat man looked surprised." Ah...... Unexpectedly, it is actually big? ”

"Your grandma's!" Brother Beast directly turned into a human bear and slapped it on the table, even if it was a sturdy table made of wood about an inch thick, it was shocked by his palm and the coins on the table flew wildly.

"Prince Ximen, it's not good for you to do this, right? If you don't admit defeat, this small shop will not charge your money, and please ask the eldest son not to enter the door of the small shop in the future. Next to him, a smiling man in a silk shirt walked up to him playing with a jade pendant, and his narrow eyes looked at Ximen Chuchu with a hidden and lustful look. Then he quickly looked away and landed on the beast brother.

"Yo, Liu Laojiu, Liu Laojiu, you are not staying in the state, why did you come to Lanting County. How do you think that because you are the nephew of the governor, Lao Tzu will not dare to touch you. Brother Beast narrowed his eyes dangerously, staring at the cargo road.

"Don't say that, eldest son, I don't mean anything, I just think that eldest son, you really can't afford to lose." The man in the silk shirt played with the jade pendant in his hand, and came behind the dead fat man with a smile, very lightly.

"Fuck your fart, when will Lao Tzu Ximen Dongliang not afford to lose?!" Hearing this, Brother Beast Gui was furious, and slapped the table with a slap, once again shaking the dice on the table, as well as the silver taels and copper coins.

Duan Shaojun looked at this beast brother who was three thick in the martial arts, and his backbone was twitching, how did this thing look like a pillar, it should be called Ximen Tyrannosaurus.

The corners of the silk shirt man Liu Laojiu's mouth turned up slightly: "Since it's not that you can't afford to lose, that's good." Da Zhuang, continue to ...... Don't worry, he is the son of the dignified General Ximen, oh no, the son of the Ximen County Shou, can he still beat you up for losing money regardless of his demeanor? ”

"Nonsense, Uncle Ben, oh no, is this kind of person who is as knowledgeable as you?" Brother Beast Gui was quite proud. Next to him, Ximen Chuchu also nodded sympathetically. "My brother is not a person who bullies the weak and fears the hard."

Duan Shaojun couldn't help but smile bitterly, these brothers and sisters couldn't even tell that each other was playing tricks, it was too simple.

"Why are you shaking your head? Do you think that this girl likes to see in general? Ximen Chuchu saw Duan Shaojun's expression in the corner of his eyes, and suddenly his pretty face changed, and he leaned in front of Duan Shaojun and whispered.

"Not really." Duan Shaojun quickly shook his head and refused, nonsense, if you offend anyone, you can't offend the landlord, this is the truth that Duan Shaojun got from living in a big city in his previous life.

"You can have this." Ximen Chuchu tilted his head cutely, looking unkind, while Xunxiang, who was dressed as a small servant, put on a posture of hatred and hatred.

"Alas, I said Miss, you have the spirit to talk to me here, it is better to comfort your brother." Duan Shaojun wiped his face speechlessly, and pointed to the beast brother who was sitting at the table staring at the dice.

"Didn't my brother say he won? Why comfort him? Ximen Chuchu said unhappily.

"Because your brother is going to lose." Duan Shaojun sighed. "You're going to tell your brother to stop gambling, he can't win money at this casino."

Hearing this, Ximen Chuchu couldn't help but be stunned, and then saw the dead fat man throwing it into the bowl. "Open! It's actually four, five, six, big! Ouch, I'm so embarrassed, big boy, I'm really sorry for the little one. ”

“…… Damn, bad luck, come again, don't hurry up! Lao Tzu really doesn't believe that he can't win against your turtle grandsons today. Brother Beast looked at the dice blankly, helplessly and frustratedly watching his own silver taels being snatched away by the dead fat man with chopsticks with a smile, and he slapped the table and roared angrily.

Ximen Chuchu couldn't help but widen his eyes and slowly turned his head. "How do you know? Are you saying they're out, huh?! ……”

"Shhhh Duan Shaojun smiled awkwardly and withdrew the hand that was covering Ximen Chuchu's lips, the soft touch of the warm red lips made Duan Shaojun feel that his palms were itching terribly.

"Bad guy, just tell me, why bet on my mouth?!" Ximen Chuchu's face swelled as if he had been smeared with rouge, pinching the sword at his waist, with an unkind expression, and the maid Huan Xunxiang beside him looked at Duan Shaojun blankly, with an expression that you are really a beast.

Duan Shaojun was sweating profusely, and hurriedly muttered quietly in Ximen Chuchu's ear. Ximen Chuchu raised his slender hand and stroked his hot pretty face, and his apricot eyes rolled. Then he leaned into the ear of Brother Beast and muttered.

"Damn, since it's so unlucky, then Lao Tzu also comes from a try of luck, give me the dice, and I'll throw it." Brother Beast's eyes narrowed, and he laughed a few times, and without waiting for everyone to react, he picked up the dice in the bowl, and with a force, everyone could see that a drop of bright silver mercury dripped out along the gap between Brother Beast's big fist.

Seeing this scene, Duan Shaojun let out a long sigh, impulse is the devil, this guy is really speechless.

Brother Beast spread out his palm with a hideous face, and in the palm of his hand, all three dice were cracked, and he could clearly see the hollow of the dice, as well as the flow of mercury.

The dead fat man's face turned pale instantly, and the smirk on Liu Laojiu's face instantly stiffened.

"Out of the old man?! This gambling stall is actually out of the thousands! The gamblers immediately went crazy, and the beast brother Gui roared directly, and slapped the dead fat man directly against the wall, and stepped forward with an arrow, and dragged Liu Laojiu, whose face changed sharply, and the big fist was already raised.

"Stop! No, it's a **** thing, it must be that bastard messing around on his own initiative, don't believe you ask him. Liu Laojiu shouted.

"Let your mother's fart go, pay back Lao Tzu's money, or else, Lao Tzu will screw your head off and use it as a night pot......" Beast Brother Gui smiled and patted Liu Laodao's miserable little face.

"Ximen Dongliang, do you dare to do it? I'm Liu Tingshi's nephew! Ah......" Before Liu Laojiu finished speaking, he flew out directly with a punch, and then stuck to the wall like the dead fat man, and his head was crooked and he fainted.

And the whole gambling stall is in chaos, the gamblers who are in a hurry to lose want to grab money, the winners want to protect the gambling funds, and the guys in the gambling stalls want to keep their capital. I saw those dice, pai gow flying all over the sky, and people of all colors playing together.

Seeing Duan Shaojun shaking his head again and again, this is no different from a ruffian hooligan fighting and brawling. A few guys who wanted to come over to eat Ximen Chuchu's tofu, before they could get to the front, they were knocked to the ground by Ximen Chuchu, a seemingly delicate and weak woman, and Ximen Chuchu flashed into the crowd like a flower butterfly, like a master in a kung fu movie, easily overturning one gambler and shop guy after another with his fists and feet.

If Simon Chuchu's fight is like an artist painting, then the fight between the beast brothers is like a wild boar breaking into a chicken coop. Wherever he rushed, the people there were absolutely flying sideways and upside down, and as long as he slapped him lightly, absolutely none of them could stand up.