Han Ming's face was deep and he stared at the slag at the slag with one look.
"Godslaughter! Can you explain it!?"
Mr. Zhazha smiled embarrassedly: "This...
Actually, I can't do anything about it.
This is not my responsibility.
We must close the second floor entrance and ask Michelle.
I have no choice but to do what I want.
Besides, I won't let you lose anything.
If you become the final winner, you can justify your request and close the second floor entrance.
Isn't that good?
Don’t you want to save the people in the heavenly realm?”
Han Ming suppressed his anger and nodded fiercely.
"Hey, you have to pay attention to the gambling tables of these gambling games.
Have you seen those small circular magic circles?
That is to detect energy fluctuations.
You can't use your own abilities to make trouble when gambling here.
Whenever there is a slight energy fluctuation, the magic array will be immediately reported.
By then, we both will have to be kicked out.
And he was stripped naked and kicked out.”
Han Ming's eyebrows twitched slightly: "How do you know I can win?"
Mr. Zhazha smiled and said, "You forgot, I can do it well.
Although I don’t know why you can win, I don’t know if you can succeed in the end.
But I can figure it out, at least in the bet, you won't lose.
Go away.”
He pushed Han Ming to the gambling table. Han Ming wanted to refuse, but there was really no better way.
On this table, there were men and women. When Han Ming arrived, they all looked at each other.
I kept praising Han Ming's appearance.
This is the first time Han Ming has encountered so many people who have commented on his appearance, and he is indescribable.
A female demon soldier said sarcastically: "Yeah, what a handsome man.
If you lost all your clothes, I could make an exception today to try something fresh.”
These words caused a burst of laughter around.
Han Ming had already practiced the skill of disguising himself, and smiled slightly at the female demon soldier without getting angry.
Looking up, Michelle looked at herself with complicated eyes even though she was holding the railing with forehand.
In the first game, Han Ming lost, took off his black robe and put it on the hanger on one side.
"Take it off!!"
Many demon soldiers' eyes shone.
Among them, there is a strong man who does not hide his greedy god se.
"I will definitely win back your clothes for you."
Han Ming's muscles twitched for a moment, and he did not make a sound.
I thought this would not work. Although my elemental perception is strong, there is no elemental energy fluctuation on these stone tablets.
If you want to use magic to get a thousand, there will be a small circular magic array in front of you, which will be detected as soon as possible.
Han Ming tried his best to recall the method of gambling that he had seen, but he knew very little.
I really understand this aspect.
He was weighing a stack of small stone tablets in his hand, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
These demon soldiers in the demon world are not good at gambling.
Stone cards like this have almost the same size and feel.
But don't forget that there are different patterns carved on it.
There are simple patterns and complex ones, so the weight is naturally different.
These guys thought they were doing it perfectly, but in the end they found the loopholes.
As long as you touch all the stone cards, you will definitely be able to remember the weight of all the stone cards.
Han Ming nodded slightly, feeling extremely excited about his thoughts.
I thought to myself, you guys, don’t have the deep understanding of things like the human world, I, a real human being.
Continue to bet now.
Everyone has their own winning or losing, but Han Ming is the one who loses the most.
Take off one piece of clothing and know that your upper body is**.
The shocking scars appeared, and many demon soldiers exclaimed in surprise.
Han Mingxin said that the touch was almost done, and next, it was time for me to win back, so wait and see!
With confidence in my heart, Suxing was also relieved.
He raised his arms and laughed: "Come on! Continue!!"
Many demon soldiers looked at Han Ming's perfect figure, and the shocking scars complemented their handsome appearance.
Not too sissy, nor too rough.
A pair of greedy eyes focused on Han Ming, and his saliva was almost flowing down.
Hearing the cheers here, the demon soldiers gambling around them also came down from their tables to watch.
Seeing Han Ming**’s upper body look was amazing.
Regardless of his own bet, everyone in the audience gathered at this table.
The scene suddenly became warm.
Occasionally, a man tried to rub against Han Ming and quietly touched him.
But it was blocked by Mr. Zhazha with great gaze.
I thought to myself, good guy! I asked you to touch this kid and that would be great.
This bastard is a fearless master. He is not even afraid of the high-class white-clothed priests. He can bite off a large piece of flesh and blood in one bite.
If you really touch it, this kid can immediately overturn the table and beat you idiots to death.
Han Ming looked up at the railing on the second floor and smiled evilly.
Meaning, wait and see!
Even though Michelle was not angry, she was filled with tenderness and her big and narrow eyes were almost dripping from water.
"Come!"
Han Ming smiled loudly and continued to start again.
There are many people, and everyone hopes that Han Ming can lose everything.
But these guys were all disappointed. Not only did Han Ming not lose, but he won all his clothes one by one.
On the other hand, the guys who lost all their clothes were not depressed, but excitedly ran to the second floor room to look forward to Han Ming's arrival.
More and more people lost all their clothes in the room, and later they heard the sound of fighting.
"What's going on? Go and have a look."
Afraid that Michelle frowned slightly.
A maid went and pushed a thin slit slightly.
I could only hear loud shouting inside: "My! He will definitely come to me!"
"Don't you go and die! I don't even look at your face, that handsome boy will definitely come back to find me."
The maid turned around and reported, afraid that Michelle would laugh, but she didn't say much.
More and more losers were present, and later, even female demon soldiers began to come and participate enthusiastically.
Everyone's purpose is to make Han Ming lose all his clothes, but none of them can succeed.
To a certain extent, men are very gambled deep down.
Even Han Ming is no exception in this regard.
Especially when you have completely mastered the weight of all the stone cards and are sure to win, you are even more energetic and prosperous!
In the end, I no longer estimate what Mr. Zhazha warned me, pay attention to my quality and the instrument.
Instead, he stepped on one leg on the stool, and his spirits were flying!
This behavior not only did not attract others' disgust, but instead made the guys' eyes even more open.
"What a confident boy!!"
A large group of demon soldiers worshipped and looked at Han Ming greedily, only knowing that they were smirking, and they were so excited that they were so excited.
Many female demon soldiers shook their heads slightly, while the other part had their eyes shining.
"I feel like I'm starting to turn around and like this man."
Afraid that Michelle looked at Han Ming, nodded repeatedly.
"Go and send this over."
The maid responded and turned around from fear that Michelle would take something.
He pushed the crowd away and came behind Han Ming, and placed a small thing on the table in front of Han Ming.
Han Ming looked down and saw that it was a small stone sculpture, and the carved figure was actually him.
On the stone sculpture, I was wearing my upper body, and the scars were beautified to the extreme. I held a long sword in my hand and the horse neighed under my crotch.
There is really a situation where one man is at the mercy of the barrier and ten thousand men cannot escape.
Han Ming was slightly stunned and thought to himself that this dead gay man was actually yy himself!!
Han Ming looked up and happened to collide with Michelle's eyes, and felt a little disgusted and quickly lowered his head.
I was afraid that Michelle originally thought Han Ming would like it, but he didn't expect it to be the result, and there was a dimness between his eyebrows and eyes.
For three full hours, Han Ming won all the people except a few female fans.
Naturally, it became the final winner.
"Mr. Han, please feel free!"
The maid stepped forward to invite Han Ming.
Mr. Zhazha nodded heavily to Han Ming in anticipation.
Han Ming was speechless and had to follow him.
When he arrived at the second floor, Michelle came up with a smile.
"Mr. Han, I'm so arrogant."
Han Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense to him: "Can I make a request and you will agree?"
Afraid of Michelle, nodding immediately: "Yes!"
"Okay, I just ask you to close the second floor entrance for two months."
I was afraid that Michelle would look ugly when she heard this.
"I will satisfy you any request, and even if you let me be your lifelong entourage, I agree.
But I won't agree to this anyway."
Han Ming looked seyin: "That's nothing to talk about?"
Afraid of Michelle's misery: "Mr. Han, why should you make things so difficult for me?
Do you know that I fell in love with you at first sight, and my heart already belongs to you.
Whether it is your appearance, your figure, or your elegant demeanor that is irresistible.
It’s still your attractive scars and your confidence when you start gambling.
They are the most perfect art I have ever seen.”
Han Ming's eyebrows twitched and he was about to have an attack right away.
Mr. Zhazha walked up at the right time and stood in front of Han Ming.
"I'm afraid of Mr. Michelle, let me talk to him."
He was afraid that Michelle nodded slightly, and Han Ming was about to get angry just now, so of course he could see it.
I was so disappointed.
The two came to the balcony outside.
Han Ming took out a cigarette and lit it in his mouth, holding the railing tightly with his hands.
Looking at Han Ming's expression, Mr. Zhazha just smiled bitterly.
He couldn't tell that Han Ming was forgiving. If it weren't for saving the people in the heavenly realm, he would put the overall situation first.
I'm afraid Han Ming is determined to eat himself alive at this time.
"this……
You see, we should put the overall situation first, right?
A man can bend and stretch…”
Han Ming said angrily: "The charlatan!! Your grandma's!!
It turns out you asked me to use a handsome man trick!!
Why don't you, an old bastard, get on your own? Instead, you disgusted me?"