Indestructible God King Chapter 70: Send warmth

“Dongfeng!”

Wang Ke played a card and carefully looked at the clues from the faces of the North Gambling God and the South Gambling God, but there was no clue, nothing at all! Both of them are really playing cards, regardless of whether they win or lose!

You have lost so much money to me these days, just to let me play a card with this kid? are you crazy!

“Get rich!”

The son also played a card. The son played very seriously, with joy and anger on his face, which was obviously a good hand.

“It’s you!” Nan Gambling Saint said to Wang Ke.

The puzzled Wang Ke suddenly felt a little in his heart and guessed it.

“I understand, I understand. Although I haven’t seen through this game, I understand what they want me to do now. Bet? They don’t care who wins the money with the son, but whether I can follow Shengzi bet a game. I bet with Shengzi and it is in the game! What a special thing, a group of demons and old yin goods, I have been recruited?” Wang Ke’s expression changed.

However, in the scene just now, I couldn’t refuse it at all. Even if I did it again, I was a small innate, able to twist a group of powerful demons?

What **** king brother, this is paralyzing me! Hold me? Is it for me to follow your script?

So, even if you start again, it will be useless. Before Nie Miejue wakes up, he can only at the mercy of these demons.

Have you been recruited? Whether you win or lose, you are all in the pit? No matter, even if I fall into the pit, I will fall with the money.

“Brother Wang, draw your cards!” The Northern God of Gamblers also shouted.

“Hurry up, hurry up, I have already drawn, hurry up!” Shengzi also excitedly said.

Wang Ke’s face sank, he went to touch a card, and put it on the table: “It’s muddled!”

Missed?

Shenzi’s face froze there, why is it smeared? I have all drawn, just one short, one short!

“Missed? Brother Wang won, Shengzi, you lost, it’s time to give the money!” The Northern God of Gamblers immediately excited.

“Fart, how can he win? I’m all, I’m only one card missing, what kind of card does he have? A mess of ass? How can he win?” Shengzi suddenly jumped into the chair. Roared.

Wang Ke: “………………!”

“Holy son, what you and Wang Ke bet on is a win or lose. No matter what card you are, whoever smashes first will win. It’s time to give money!” The North Gambler immediately persuaded.

“Fart, I don’t admit it, he can’t play cards! He can’t!” Shengzi pointed to Wang Ke in anger.

Wang Ke stared at this holy son. Wang Ke suddenly understood something, why he was looking for this holy son to gamble with himself, because this kid had a problem with his gambling. Can only win money by yourself, not lose money by yourself?

“Or, forget this card, I’ll take a break too!” Wang Ke said immediately.

Forget it?

The North Gambling God and the South Gambling God spent so much money and embezzled so much public funds from the blood bank. You told me to forget? how can?

“Brother Wang, if you win, you win!”

“Yes, if the son loses, I have to pay!”

“Brother Wang, don’t worry, let’s persuade Shengzi!”

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A crowd of demons comforted Wang Ke.

“Holy Son, I would like to give up in the gambling, if you lose to Wang Ke, you should give the money!” The Northern God of Gamblers persuaded.

“I didn’t lose, I would never lose, what kind of mahjong you are, I would not lose!” Shengzi roared.

In the roar, the mahjong table was suddenly lifted.

“Wow!”

A table of Mahjong was overturned.

Wang Ke’s face froze: “Holy Son, I say forget it! This card doesn’t count!”

“Holy son, Wang Ke said you can’t afford to lose! I think you will not give money!” Nan Gambling Saint fanned the flames.

“Asshole, I can’t afford to lose? Obviously you have a problem with mahjong! Asshole, Ben Shengzi has money and some money!” Shengzi roared and took out a storage bracelet and threw it at Wang Ke.

“Pop!”

Wang Ke caught the storage bracelet and looked at the holy child in amazement. Is it necessary to be so exaggerated? Isn’t it just a loss? Why did this violent temper suddenly explode?

“Holy Son…!” Wang Ke wanted to say a few more words.

However, it was too late. The Northern God of Gamblers and the Southern God of Gamblers dragged the Shengzi and left.

“Don’t show me you again, what mahjong tiles, lie, bastard, I have never lost! Don’t pull me, don’t pull me!” Shengzi shouted angrily.

The Son disappeared in front of everyone.

Wang Ke grasped the storage bracelet, frowning deeply. The Northern God of Gamblers and the Southern God of Gamblers, they calculated me just to make Shengzi lose money to me? What’s the meaning of this?

“Brother Wang, don’t go to your heart. The North Gambling God just stopped them. It is not convenient for us to tell you, but next time you meet Saint Son, you should still go around a little bit. He can’t lose!” A demon comforted by the side.

“Oh? Saint son can’t lose?” Wang Ke curiously asked.

“Yes, alas! Saint Son doesn’t know the origin, it was entrusted by Demon Lord a hundred years ago, but Saint Son has always looked like a seven or eight-year-old child for a hundred years, and his cultivation is only innate, as if he was cursed. , Can’t be exhausted, and more importantly, his mind has always been seven or eight years old! Unable to practice, unable to grow up, not long in mind, and often sleepless, in the eyes of others, it is a strange…, uh It’s very strange! The only thing Shengzi likes is to find all kinds of games. In Shenlong Island these years, the altar master asked him to play some gambling with him. Shengzi may be spoiled and not very good-tempered. Every time he wins a bet. It’s all very happy. But as long as he loses, he doesn’t give up, loses his temper, finds the other party to play again, and he laughs and returns with satisfaction until the other party loses everything! So, in general In other words, we are not willing to gamble with Saint Son. We are not willing to gamble with him on anything, and we don’t know…!” The evil demon smiled bitterly.

Wang Ke looked weird. Is this holy child a bear kid who will not grow up? Can’t eat any loss, lose your temper when you lose?

“Thanks for letting me know!” Wang Ke said.

“It’s nothing, Brother Wang, be careful, Saint Son shouldn’t stop!” The demon shook his head and continued to play cards.

Wang Ke walked to the side alone and thought.

The Northern God of Gamblers…? Do not! His identity as a ‘brother king’ was the first one called by the master of the altar, Tong An’an. It should be said that Tong An’an was the man behind the scenes. He had spent such a great price to make himself and the Saint Son be grudges?

And then?

Wang Ke fell into a great crisis.

In the eyes of other demons, there is envy, jealousy and hatred, especially that Zhu Wei, looking at the true essence blood piled up next to Wang Ke, and the equivalent storage bracelet thrown by the holy child, this , This all stimulates Zhu Wei’s nerves.

“Why? You don’t want to calculate Wang Ke? Can this be called a calculation? The Son hasn’t lost his temper, so you ran away holding the Son? This is to give Wang Ke warmth, right? “Zhu Nian seemed to be shouting in his heart.

Why? Why? I have been greedy for a few days with that true essence blood, and I can’t get it at all, but his Wang Ke is surrounded by mountains?

I didn’t have any money and couldn’t play at the poker table, and finally boiled a pot of tea eggs on credit and sold it for two small bucks. At the poker table, I was ready to kill the Quartet, but the first card was lost. Do you want to continue to cook tea eggs?

“What’s so special, you are all crazy!” Zhu Yan cursed at the direction where the North Gambler was leaving.

Wang Ke hasn’t figured out the purpose of Tong An’an’s calculations, and Zhu Yan can’t figure it out. Isn’t this cheating? Why, I am imprisoned with Wang Ke, Wang Ke is full of money, I can only boil tea and eggs while watching you play cards? Why?

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Shenlong Island, in a hall.

Tong Anan sat on a chair with a wine glass in his hand.

“Altar Lord, although the process was a bit unsatisfactory, but the result went according to your expectations!” The Northern Gambler respectfully said.

Tong Anan drank the true essence blood in his sip and nodded in satisfaction.

“Under all eyes, Wang Ke has already settled a grudge with Saint Son!” The Northern God of Gamblers respectfully said.

“Yes, the identity of the saint son, in the demon sect is favored by the demon, who dares to provoke? ordinary disciples of the demon sect, even if they look down on the saint son, they all detour to him, no matter how strong their temper, Will follow the Son, including me! I have to follow the Son! Also Wang Ke, a person who has just entered the demon sect, does not know the situation!” Tong An’an sneered.

“Wang Ke didn’t want to be grudges with the son at the time, we took the son away in time!” the northern **** of gambling said respectfully.

“Wang is a wise man, but unfortunately, he came to Shenlong Island. That Zhu Wei is the grandnephew of Hall Master Zhu. It is not convenient to calculate, so he can only start with this King. It happened that he had saved the devil, and I don’t want to be seen by the hall master, my identity is better!” Tong Anan said with satisfaction.

“It’s so risky this time! It just made Wang Ke’s pockets bulge again!”

“Good risk? Hmph, didn’t you say that Wang Ke is already inflated? Seeing the holy son come to gamble, he will definitely enter the game? If it weren’t for Zhu Weiji’s fight, this time it almost fell short!” Tong An An stared.

“I…, my subordinates are negligent! However, Wang Ke is still in the game after all!” The Northern God of Gamblers begged for mercy.

“What if Wang Ke does not enter the game?” Tong An’an said coldly.

“If Wang Ke refuses to enter the game, I, I will quietly kill him, and then get back all the money and true blood he won! Never let the altar master’s money be lost!” The Northern Gambler respectfully said .

“Huh! I won’t get the money I lost? I mean, Wang Ke refuses to enter the game, then everything we do is not a joke?” Tong An’an said coldly.

“Yes, **** the little one!”

“Entered the game? Gambling with Shengzi is just a grudge? If Wang Ke loses, he must be grudges, and quietly killed Shengzi and grabbed his own money?” Tong An’an showed satisfaction.

“Yes, the lord of the altar is right. If Wang Ke loses money, he will kill the son! But Wang Ke wins the money. The son is resentful and seeks Wang Ke privately to reason, but he is killed by Wang Ke?” Northern God of Gamblers Said with a smile.

“Yes, regardless of whether Wang Ke loses or wins, he will kill the Saint Son. The Saint Son is really miserable!” Tong An’an was proud of his cup.

“The lord of the altar is considered to be nothing. If the son dies tomorrow, everyone will blame Wang Ke! Everyone will think that the king is a murderer! At that time, the lord of the altar will personally take the king and kill the king. But, take revenge for the son!” The North Gambler respectfully said.

“Okay, hahaha, hahaha, tomorrow, see me avenge the Son of God! Then, do you know how to do it tonight?” Tong Anan smiled and looked at the Northern God of Gamblers.

“Yes, everything is in the plan. Tomorrow, the saint child will die in the prison. Please the altar master in time to uphold justice!” The Northern God of Gamblers respectfully said.

“Hahahahaha!” Tong Anan laughed in satisfaction.