Chapter 793: How come I, the four kings, lost to you?

Yesterday, I drank too much with some author friends and posted the wrong chapter. I just woke up and revised it... I apologize!!!

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When you enter the karaoke bar, there is a deafening roar.

"It's a bit unpleasant." Banliangjin covered his ears.

"Indeed, in this day and age, most of the people who come here are relaxed and don't expect to have a great voice."

"What do you do?" A strong man with tattoos on his arms stopped them.

Huang Haoying was about to take action, but Ning Fan held him back and took out an item: "Koji Takaji asked us to come here to pick up the item."

"No problem, go over there, let's go." The man checked the items in his hands, got out of the way, and pointed in the direction.

"Awesome."

After everyone entered, they looked at Ning Fan and asked what that thing was.

"Kujo Takaji's seal was on his desk before. I took it over while you were looking at things."

"..."

The corners of Tang Qisheng's mouth twitched, but he still didn't say anything for a long time.

"Would it be bad? What if they come looking for me?"

Huang Haoying was a little worried that something would happen.

"Is what you are doing now good?"

Ning Fan asked back, Huang Haoying never mentioned the current matter and smiled: "Let's go on! Look at what they are doing down there."

"I think it's better not to look." Ning Fan shook his head.

"What's the meaning?"

Several people looked at Ning Fan with confusion in their eyes.

"I'm afraid most people won't be able to accept the scene below." Ning Fan lowered his head, his eyes calm, "There is the smell of blood down there."

Everyone else was silent.

Ning Fan knew that they wanted to understand it, but he didn't say anything. The matter itself was not difficult, and he could think it through with a little thought, but he might not have thought of it before he said it.

If you stay in a peaceful and safe place for a long time, you will never think of this level.

"Better, let's go down and take a look." Banliang Jin gritted his teeth and made a decision.

"OK."

Ning Fan saw that they had made a decision and stopped trying to persuade them. He found the room, went in, and clicked on the wall a few times to reveal the elevator behind the wall.

"..."

"Master Ning, is this really not your shop?"

Huang Haoying asked leisurely.

"I can't practice this smooth technique even if I practice it dozens of times."

The two people beside him nodded in response.

"I just happen to know that what I heard just now is that you can read their lips when they are chatting outside."

Ning Fan didn't care whether they believed it or not. Anyway, if he told this reason, they would believe it even if they didn't believe it.

The elevator door opened and it was already underground.

Several people were stunned in place.

The scene here is completely different from that on the ground.

The old karaoke is just a cover, it can even make people think they are in a casino.

Many people waved their money here and shouted loudly, roulette, blackjack, Texas...

There are only things that I didn't expect, and there are no ways to play that are not available here.

Beauties with cool, exotic clothes and kimonos, lowered their eyebrows, and even beauties in cheongsam and headsets passed by them.

The appearance and figure of each of them are no less than those of ordinary models, or even worse.

The bells between the slender thighs and ankles swayed in front of several people. Tang Qisheng and Huang Haoying turned their heads sideways, not daring to look at them. Their half-liang gold faces were frosty, showing no emotion or anger. However, Ning Fan smoothly pulled over a girl in a bikini and asked.

What.

"This way."

Ning Fan didn't have any money in exchange for Japanese yen, so he just stuffed a few beautiful swords into her hands.

"Is this asking for information?"

Banliangjin frowned, with some disbelief in his eyes.

"Yes, although this is a gambling stall, the private business is darker than this."

"Population? Arms or powder?"

Banliangjin had been trained to know everything, so he probably thought about it and continued to ask.

"None of that."

"What is that?"

"Just go and take a look and you will know."

Ning Fan opened the door, but the people inside didn't notice him entering and were still competing.

It is indeed a competition.

They are carefully looking at the cards in their hands and comparing them with their opponents.

Simple playing cards, simple size comparison.

The winner can get one bet from the loser.

Five cards are played in a round, and the competition ends.

"Isn't this very simple?" Banliangjin and the other three didn't quite understand the rules.

"Comparing sizes, can't we just go from big to small?"

"Yeah, can this still be... No, Tian Ji is racing!"

Tang Qisheng realized this and began to think about what this situation would be like. After a long while, he frowned and fell into deep thought.

"No, it doesn't seem to be the case."

"Of course not." Ning Fan walked forward: "If you win the bet of picking the opponent on the spot, that is, if you can't guarantee that your hand is full of big cards, then there is only one situation where you can make money back."

"Of course, the bets here all start at a million. The most common ones are cultural relics and gold jewelry, so they are relatively large."

"Then win the last round!"

The people present were not stupid. They were just confused because they didn't know the rules just now. After they figured out the rules of the game, they instantly understood what was going on.

"Then just keep the last one...that's not it."

Before Huang Haoying finished speaking, he shook his head and denied his opinion.

Ning Fan didn't say anything, found a table and went on stage, letting them think about this method on their own.

Keeping the last one is what most people think of.

But in this situation, keeping your cards and courting death are actually too close.

Wanting to keep the cards means more losses in the front. Losing a few more games in the front and winning a game later are meaningless. Anyway, everything is handed over.

Therefore, you must arrange the sequence of each hand reasonably, and at least win the game in a draw.

As for the bets, Ning Fan looked over, picked the ones that looked the best, and sat across from him.

"Do you want to open it?"

Seeing Ning Fan sitting down, the whole place became agitated.

"What's going on?" Others also saw the movement on Ning Fan's side and hurriedly gathered around to ask what was going on.

"Someone dares to challenge Sharo! This is asking for death!"

"Ugh, we can see someone committing suicide again."

"This person is either mentally ill or wants to die. He dares to bet against Sharo."

Tang Qisheng pulled over a waiter and asked what was wrong with Salao.

"I...um...actually...don't really know..." The waiter hesitated for a long time without saying anything.

Half a tael of gold simply took out a beautiful knife and stuffed it in: "Do you remember it now?"

"I remembered! I know! Just say it!"

The beautiful knife opened the way, and the waiter simply finished what he knew.

This guy named Sharo is considered the gambling king here. He first came here with a treasure to compete with others in gambling.

You can only win one thing with five cards. Many people thought that they would just keep the last big card, but they didn't expect Sharo to win five things with one thing. Then he opened a gambling table here.

Accept anyone's challenge.
To be continued...