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Chapter 19 Beard's Traditional Performing Arts

Liang Yueying failed to win, and lost all her dick before nightfall. She saw that all the silver she was carrying had been pledged. If she continued to lose, she would have to lose her dowry as well.

Song Shishan, who was sitting next to him, had a smile on his face that was getting deeper and deeper, as if he had seen some beautiful scenery that made people feel relaxed and happy.

Liang Yueying finally couldn't help it, stretched out her hand and twisted his arm.

Song Shishan obviously did not expect that this little cat would dare to show his teeth and claws at him, and he immediately wanted to tease her.

He bowed slightly and frowned: "Hey! Now that you have grown up, you still dare to fight with me?"

Look at her thin arms and legs. If he wanted to hit her, ten of her would not be enough to hit her.

It's just that all his strong muscles and iron bones were used to deal with thieves.

Her little strength fell on his arm through the sleeves of his military uniform, as if he had been pecked by a bird.

Song Shishan still said calmly: "Planning to kill my husband? If you get hurt by me, will you still serve me in the future?"

Next to him, Adjutant Lin couldn't hold back his laughter, "Boss, beating is a matter of kissing and scolding. You and your wife also take care of the mood of us monks."

Of course Song Shishan... didn't take care of him anymore. After being a bachelor for so many years, a little deer finally broke into his heart. He couldn't wait to tell the world that this was his little prey.

Still blowing his beard and glaring at Liang Yueying, he lowered his voice and said, "Save me some face in front of your subordinates."

Men outside are very nice. Liang Yueying is not from the North and does not understand the rules of these mountain people. She just pouted and said:

"You don't care about them. I haven't even arrived in Jiangbei yet, but you want to give me a showdown. You even dare to win my sister-in-law's money. Is this how they welcome me?"

Liang Yueying was angry and resentful, her apricot eyes already filled with sullenness, and she said bitterly:

"They...are not afraid of you either."

She knew full well that this was Song Shishan's deliberate instruction, and he clearly asked his subordinates to bully her. He just wanted to see her anxious about losing, wishing she could chew her fingers.

Otherwise, with just a look from him, his subordinates would have to let him go and let himself win a lot of money.

Song Shishan let out a "ho" and subconsciously touched the cigarette. He only looked at a pair of big watery eyes in front of him, finally yawned, pulled his hand back, and took out nothing.

"They are a group of veteran veterans. In addition to training, they usually play cards. How can you beat them?"

"It's mainly because I don't understand your Jiangbei style of play." Liang Yueying said aggrievedly. Song Shishan was eager to dote on his wife and immediately picked her up.

"While you watch, your man will fight for you."

Song Shishan sat on the card table, and Liang Yueying stared behind him unblinkingly.

But seeing that he had drawn a handful of bad cards, and no cards were close to each other, Liang Yueying was about to curse in her heart: Play for me? This luck is not as good as mine.

But seeing the deck of cards in his hand, it was as if he had been enchanted. His rough thumb licked it and it immediately turned into the card he needed.

Liang Yueying opened her eyes wide in surprise and looked at his profile in disbelief. He was very benefited by the admiring look from her sweetheart.

"How did you do it? Did you cheat?"

The smile that Song Shishan had just revealed immediately stayed on his face again, and he sneered in his heart, were these girls a tiger?

Where are the elbows turned outward? If such a little trick is openly announced, won't the secret be exposed?

"You forgot that your man used to be a gangster."

It's not like Liang Yueying has never heard of it. Song Shishan had a beard before he took up the position of military governor.

Sure enough, cheating, kidnapping, stealing, eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and smoking are the traditional skills of the beard?

"I heard that if a cheater is caught, his hand will be cut off, but your hand..."

As Liang Yueying spoke, she picked up his sleeves and looked over with worry.


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