"Then poker?"

The dwarf picked up a pair of poker casually.

With a slight movement of fingers, poker became a perfect fan.

"No, dice!"

Mr. Hong said immediately.

The dwarf looked at Mr. Hong in dissatisfaction, raised his lips and smiled disdainfully.

"Aren't you just talking casually?"

"Yes, right now, isn't it just casual? Just play dice!"

Mr. Hong imitated the other party's tone.

"Okay, it's up to you. Just dice. Just dice. Just a little simpler. The bigger the points will win. Is this time OK?"

As he said that, the dwarf picked up a few dice at will.

Rotate between your fingers.

I saw a few dice, flipped and rolled repeatedly.

This dwarf gives people a feeling of being extremely confident.

It seemed that in his eyes, Mr. Hong was just fish on the chopping board.

Seeing the dwarf spinning the dice, Qu Fengmei suddenly frowned and asked hurriedly:

"Are you a northern boy from the Nanyue dice party?"

Listen to the dice party?

I was shocked.

When I was having a few trips to Guangdong with Master Liu, I had met people who listened to the dice party.

These people are born with big ears and have very strong hearing.

Among the Thousand Gates, dice is known for its advantages.

Even if it is less than a thousand, many casinos have closed down.

I didn't expect that this dwarf was actually a dice listener.

The dwarf then glanced at Qu Fengmei and asked back:

"Do you know me?"

"Bei Tong, a native of Chuncheng, North. He was adopted by the South Guangdong dice party at the age of six, and was also adopted by Shui Yunshou, who ranked 27th on the Star Picking List. He has lived in South Guangdong for a long time and rarely returns to the north. He looks like a child, but in fact, your age is probably nearly forty, right?"

The dwarf who called Beitong smiled confidently.

Looking at Qu Fengmei, she didn't speak.

"It is said that your Thousand Arts are not even worse than your master. There are rumors that if the Thousand Sects Picking Star List is re-ranked, you can be on the list. Am I right?"

Qu Fengmei's words were shocked again.

Including Mr. Zou and me.

No one expected that the second boss could actually invite such a thousand masters in Guangdong.

And I felt even more anxious.

It’s hard enough for those who listen to the dice party.

His master is still a Thousand Hands on the Stars List.

It seems that Mr. Hong is probably in a bad situation.

Just as I was thinking, Qu Fengmei glanced at Chen Yonghong and immediately said to Beitong:

"Bei Tong, you are also Qianshou, who has been famous for a long time. And my son has not even stepped into the threshold of Qianmen. How could you ask him to bet with you?"

"What do you mean?"

Beitong tilted his head and looked at Qu Fengmei.

"I'll bet with you in this game!"

Qu Fengmei said coldly.

He loves his son very much, Qu Fengmei withdrew from Landao for many years.

And today, for the sake of his son Chen Yonghong, he will take action again.

Beitong still looked confident.

He shrugged his shoulders and said:

"It doesn't matter, you can do whatever you come! If it really doesn't work, you can come together..."

I don’t know that this Beitong is a master of art and courage.

It was still because he didn't know Qu Fengmei's identity that he was so confident that he was arrogant.

"Mom, I myself..."

Before Mr. Hong could speak, Qu Fengmei stared at him fiercely and said two words:

"Shut up!"

Mr. Hong wanted to say something else, but seeing his mother's angry expression, he chose to shut up.

I have been standing outside and watching the lively boss.

Suddenly he walked forward and looked at Qu Fengmei, he still said respectfully:

"Aunt Qu, I didn't want to say it at first. But I'm afraid that it will ruin your reputation. So, I still have to say something..."

"explain!"

Qu Fengmei has a cold expression.

"Aunt Qu, when you quit Lan Dao, you made a great vow. If you try to bet again, you will have to break your hand! So, Aunt Qu, you must not bet with him..."

The boss's words sounded like he was caring about Qu Fengmei.

But in fact, there is something in the words, deliberately putting Qu Fengmei in an awkward position.

Qu Fengmei was still cold and said calmly:

"You don't need to remind me! Since this game, my son will definitely lose. Then, as a mother, I will naturally play for him. But remember, my vow is still valid. After betting on this game, I will give everyone an explanation..."

Explain?

In a word, we were shocked.

The so-called explanation means that after the bet, one hand will be broken.

Chen Yonghong was even more scared and pale in his face. Looking at Qu Fengmei, he said urgently:

"Mom, I'm here to answer this game. I don't need you to replace you. Can you trust me once, I will definitely win!"

"What are you going to win? Do you know who this Beitong is? His master is a person on the Thousand Gate Stars List. His Thousand Arts are no less than his Master. Yonghong, I have told you a long time ago. Don't touch gambling. But you don't listen. OK, you will remember today. My hand was cut off for you to quit gambling!"

Qu Fengmei has a decisive attitude.

And Chen Yonghong also firmly disagreed.

I stood aside and said:

"Auntie, give Yonghong a chance. At least he has a chance to win. And when you go on the court, no matter if you win or lose, your hands will not be able to be kept..."

Qu Fengmei was silent for a long time.

He turned his head to look at me and asked:

"You are the sixth day of the lunar calendar?"

I nodded.

"Mom, if I win this game, I just want you to agree to one condition. It is my future path, so I can choose myself. Is this OK?"

Qu Fengmei was silent again.

No one knows what she is thinking.

"You win this game, let's talk about it..."

Qu Fengmei finally agreed.

As soon as she finished speaking, she closed her eyes slightly.

But there was still a look of extreme worry on his face.

She had realized that Chen Yonghong would lose in this game.

Seeing that my mother agreed, Chen Yonghong turned around and squeezed out a comforting smile at me.

He seemed afraid that I would worry.
To be continued...