"How do you know the result if you don't see the end?" Mo Zhidelusion looked calm, stretched out his hand, touched out his fifth card, and then pressed it on the table with a "da", "three white and four red", it is a seven!

Then Mo Zhiyu looked at the owner of the gambling house, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and turned over his cards one by one: two points, six points, and then the card that should have been ten points, now it is six points! In this way, with the seven points that Mo Zhiyu just touched, now Mo Zhiyu has also made up a full blackjack!

The gambling house owner stared at the dead fish-eyed eyeball in shock, and the hand holding the sword seemed to tremble with extreme anger and unwillingness.

The casino owner is blackjack, and the ink delirium is also blackjack, but according to the rules, the ink delirium has five cards, one more card than the casino owner. So the final outcome is, the winner: the Ink Delirium!

"Concession." Mo Zhiyu smiled and straightened the five cards in front of him one by one.

The owner of the gambling house was not mistaken, he did touch a ten o'clock just now, but why is it six o'clock now? Of course, it's because of Mo Zhi's delusion. He stole a tile downstairs before going up to the second floor, and then replaced it as he drew it.

So his nervousness is fake, and the cards he shows to the beauties are fake. All the illusions are to cover up this card, just one card, and it can turn defeat into victory. And the owner of the gambling house let the beautiful women welcome customers from the beginning, so that the place is full of drunken money, and then make a strong posture, just to wear down the opponent's mind.

Gambling, after all, is still a gambling mentality.

When the bottom of the card was revealed, the first floor of the gambling house was suddenly quiet. Some people are overwhelmed by the joy of turning defeat into victory; And many more people are overwhelmed by this huge difference in results.

Cheng Qixue let go of the steward's hand and smiled softly: "We won." ”

The steward is also full of shock now, but he can't be the master now, whether he wins or loses depends on the master's will, so he has to wait for the order of the owner of the gambling house.

At this time, the second floor was also quiet. The beautiful girls were still waiting quietly on both sides, and the two gamblers at the round table were still sitting across the table.

Mo Zhiyu glanced at the gambling owner's hand holding the knife and smiled: "I think I should be eligible for a promise from Your Excellency now, right?" ”

"Of course." The owner of the gambling house sneered, "Of course I will promise you, but you will not have this life!" ”

Mo Zhiyu snorted lightly: Sure enough, the promise of the underworld! And of course he sensed that there was a binding formation in this room, and he couldn't use his Yuan Force at all! He originally thought that the master here was timid, but now it seems that he actually invited the king into the urn.

The next moment, the two columns of girls spun one after another, and they lifted the tulle-like skirts, revealing their snow-white thighs to Mo Zhiyu, and at the same time pulled out the daggers tied to the inner thighs.

This scene is so fragrant, but it is also full of crises.

The owner of the gambling house pulled out his sword and said fiercely: "Just now, when you were bewitched by beauty, I saw the emblem of Tianjian Mountain in your collar. The people of Tianjian Mountain finally let me catch one! I've been waiting for twenty years of blind revenge, and today is my revenge! ”

Mo Zhiyu didn't expect that the person who was sitting in his position twenty years ago was a fellow disciple of Tianjian Mountain, and he dug such a pit for himself, and he suddenly felt that his luck was getting worse and worse.

And now, the smell of fat powder came from all directions, and the sharp blades also came from all directions, wrapping the ink delirium layer by layer, without any gaps.

At this critical moment, Mo Zhiyu slammed the table, shaking all the pai gow on the table into the air. Flying pai gow just hit the wrist of the girl in the front row. The girls snorted, their fingers were sore, and the dagger in their hands fell directly. Pai Gow is still flying around, concentrating the bodies of the girls in the back row, and the girls' Emei can only frown slightly, and then settle there.

"Points?" The owner of the gambling house looked at Mo Zhiyu in shock, he didn't expect Mo Zhiyu to actually point points. In this world where Yuan Force is honored, Yuan Force is flowing in the meridians of Yuan Force monks, and ordinary point point techniques are of no use to Yuan Force monks at all. Therefore, there will be no Yuanli monk who still practices this ancient martial art of waste power.

Shocked, the owner of the gambling house subconsciously swung the sword in his hand and slashed at Mo Zhiyu with a sword!

Mo Zhiyu still sat there, and with a movement of his ankle, he kicked the first dagger that was about to fall to the ground, and the dagger flew out diagonally, stabbing into the calf of the casino owner. The owner of the gambling house was still swinging his sword, and his center of gravity was immediately unstable, and this sword could only split the round table in front of him in half, but it was still a few centimeters away from Mo Zhiyu.

The owner of the gambling house fell to the ground, and Mo Zhiyu finally got up, turned into an afterimage, and stopped the remaining girls. His cloud trail steps are not blessed by Yuan Li, so they can still be used now.

"Little ladies, don't worry, I'm a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade." Mo Zhiyu stood back in his previous position, that is, in the middle of the girls, and opened his hands to show them that he had no malice. Then, he took the daggers from the hands of the girls around him one by one, and threw them out one by one.

But each dagger passed through the owner's clothes and pierced into the floor, pinning the owner firmly to the floor. Finally, Mo Zhiyu took the last dagger, slowly walked to the owner of the gambling house, and said, "Look, you have lost again. ”

The casino owner was still struggling underground, and Mo Zhiyu kicked away the casino owner's mask, revealing a hideous face. This face is covered with scars, and there is only a hole left in the left eye, and only the right eye, which is like the eye of a dead fish, is still glaring fiercely at Mo Zhiyu.

"Do you dare to kill me?" The gambling house owner twitched his cheeks in an angry manner, making this hideous face even more terrifying, "Kill me, you won't be able to get out of the black market at all!" ”

"If I were you, I wouldn't threaten people like this now, but think about what I need to say to save this life." Mo Zhiyu just looked at the casino owner condescendingly, "Or use this life to learn a lesson." For example, the result of black eating black, if you don't get it right, you will be eaten yourself. ”

The owner of the gambling house was so angry that he was speechless.

Mo Zhiyu suddenly saw that there was a necklace around the neck of the gambling house owner, he squatted down, reached out and pulled the necklace out of the gambling house owner's clothes, and saw a bronze ring falling from the necklace. There is a pattern on it, which is a mutated triangle with a missing edge.

"Are you from the Hongtian Sect?" Mo Zhiyu tore off the bronze ring and looked at the dead fish eye, the gambling house owner glared at him, but did not speak.