At this time, Ma Ao and Kong Qing were standing together, with their hands behind their hands, looking at Lu Fan and the other two people who were walking over.
"Ma Ao, you are actually here."
Ma Zicong recognized Ma Ao at a glance. Although Ma Ao was not a direct descendant of the Ma family, he was famous. Many people in the Ma family liked him. After all, Ma Ao was very successful in the secular world. As long as he could compete with him,
If you have a good relationship, you can still enjoy a lot of benefits.
"Haha, you are a traitor."
Ma Ao glanced at Ma Zicong with disdain, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.
In his eyes, tribesmen of Ma Zicong's level, whether he is in the Ma family or not, are just rubbish.
The people of the Ma family who could have a relationship with Ma Ao were, after all, core direct descendants. Even when Ma Zicong was still in the Ma family, they could not come into his eyes.
"An abandoned son of the Lu family and a waste of the Ma family, the two of them stand together, they are really a perfect match."
Kong Qing even sneered: "But your good luck ends here."
"Today's third test will be conducted by Ma Ao, the God of Gambling, who is known as the right hand of God on the 13th floor of Bellagio."
"Let me see what other abilities you have that can pass this test."
"Just stare obediently, offer your arms, and then get out of Bellagio!"
Kong Qing's tone was extremely vicious, and the look he looked at Lu Fan was filled with jealousy and murderous intent.
"Ma family."
Lu Fan nodded. He had already guessed that there must be members of the Ma family in tonight's gambling game, but he had never heard of or even heard of this Ma Ao.
"Brother Lu, this Ma Ao is originally a descendant of the Ma family. The status of the whole family in the Ma family was not as good as mine."
"I just don't know when Ma Ao started to show his amazing talent in gambling."
"I heard that as long as the cards passed through his hand, there was not a single one that he didn't want."
"He can manipulate the cards at will without anyone discovering any flaws or mistakes."
"I was poached by Bellagio at a high price and became one of the gambling gods on the 13th floor."
Ma Zicong explained in a low voice: "He is also the deacon of the Ma family in Bellagio. He is responsible for everything here. The person you are looking for is likely to have an inseparable relationship with him."
Open relationship."
Lu Fan looked at Ma Ao and did not see any aura of a warrior in him. He was probably an ordinary person, but he was simply gifted in gambling skills and could firmly control his opponent's cards in the palm of his hand.
"How do we want to play?" Lu Fan asked.
"It's very simple."
"Since neither eyesight nor ear can stump you, then we might as well play the simplest game of luck."
"Stud."
Ma Ao sneered and said: "Stud is the simplest game of luck. It does not involve any means and completely tests the luck and luck of the gamblers."
"The leopard is the biggest, then the flush, then the flush, and then the straight..."
"We will win or lose in one round."
"Are you ready? We can start anytime."
Ma Ao didn't even bother to ask Lu Fan if he dared to play, because according to the rules of the competition, he had the final say on how to play and when to start.
He is the rule maker.
And Lu Fan is just a chess piece who is within the rules and has a little bit of luck.
He could let Lu Fan win, but he could also let Lu Fan lose completely, break his arms, and then throw him out of the gate of Bellagio!
"This won't work."
Ma Zicong refused as expected: "If you are responsible for dealing the cards, absolutely not."
"Who doesn't know that you, Ma Ao, are known as the right hand of God? There is no one in the world who can't deal cards like you?"
"And now, no one in the world knows about the falling out between my brother Lu and the Ma family."
"But I sent you out to deal cards in the third level. I think this is suspected of malpractice for personal gain, and I don't agree with it!"
Wang Li nodded when he heard this. He had also heard of the title of Ma Ao's right hand, the ability to completely control the cards, which was no joke.
"Did I give you consent?"
Ma Ao glanced at him disdainfully, and then said: "Of course, you can withdraw from the competition now, but the prerequisite is that you must cut off an arm and spit out all the rewards you have won before."
"Otherwise, you can only continue playing with me according to the rules."
"And I'm still the dealer for tonight's third level."
"Do you have any opinions?"
Kong Qing also laughed sarcastically: "Of course, if you are really afraid of having your hands chopped off, there is another way, which is also acceptable."
"How about you three, go outside the gate of Bellagio, kneel on the steps, kowtow to us a hundred times, and then call us ancestors a hundred times, so that I can consider not arguing with you?"