my relatives are a bit much

Chapter 120
He walked into the casino with his head held high.

Ah Xing came to Pan Haodong's side and said in a low voice: "Cousin, it turns out that you also have supernatural powers. You can hypnotize people with just one look. It seems that your skill is not inferior to mine!"

"Where, I can't compare to you, I can only do a little bit."

Pan Haodong's words are true, except for hypnosis, illusion and clairvoyance, he can do nothing else, unlike Ah Xing who can do everything, and his supernatural powers are amazing.

Retrieving objects from the air, hunting cattle from across mountains, clairvoyance, hypnosis, clairvoyance, playing cards, illusions...

If these abilities were not strictly limited, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Ah Xing is an omnipotent god. After all, once the shackles of special powers are lost, the master will be able to get wind and rain.

"Cousin, you are too modest."

Ah Xing didn't believe that his cousin knew a little bit, but he didn't delve into it. Everyone kept a secret, just like the third uncle who obviously has a good martial arts, but insists on pretending that he can't beat anyone.

Not to mention other things, just the LV3 iron crotch skill alone is enough for the third uncle to stand out from the crowd. After all, this is a magic skill that can poke a hole in a wall post. It is unbelievable to say that the third uncle has no force!

When he came from the mainland, he heard from his grandfather that his third uncle had learned ancient boxing techniques.

Iron crotch skill is just one of them.

"A Xing, Xiao Dao is playing dice."

Pan Haodong stopped suddenly, pointed to Chen Xiaodao on the gambling table, and said, "He has to win 300 million US dollars to be eligible to participate in the Charity Poker King Tournament. Go and help him."

"What about you?" Ash asked.

Pan Haodong grinned and said: "I finally came here. Of course I have to go to the gambling table and play a few games. Don't worry about me. You guys are doing business."

"Cousin, you don't know how to gamble, so don't play too big. There are surveillance cameras everywhere, and it's easy for the bookmakers to do tricks. Be careful and lose all your money. You won't have any money to support my cousin."

"Don't worry, I can also see through..."

……

"1000 yuan, buy the big one."

"1000 yuan, bet on the leopard."

"1 yuan, buy a small one."

"..."

In less than half an hour, Pan Haodong used his perspective skills to win more than 50 US dollars at the gambling table.

Converted into about 350 million Hong Kong dollars.

This is a lot of wealth, equivalent to the sum of Pan Haodong's current family property.

So instead of continuing to gamble, he went to the organizer to exchange chips. The money is his own only if it is credited into the account. No matter how many chips are, they are just chips after all.

Not safe!
After all, he knew the details of the organizer of the 'God of Gamblers' very well. If he didn't get the money as soon as possible, he would not be able to get it after a while.

Earned 350 million, leaving [-] chips to continue playing.

Pan Haodong glanced at A Xing, who was fighting wits and courage with the army, and accidentally found an acquaintance sitting in the upstairs corridor, who was greeting him with a smile.

"Adong, come up quickly."

Go upstairs quickly.

Pan Haodong came to an acquaintance, sat down and said, "Jieyi, why are you here?"

"I'm tired of working on the radio, come up and relax."

Huang Jieyi said with a smile: "I have been watching you just now. You seem to have won a lot of money?"

"Not much, just over 50 US dollars."

"It's really not a lot."

Huang Jieyi deeply agrees.

$50 was not much to her.

That's the price of a top-end sports car.

As a popular hostess who drives a sports car to work and lives in a big villa, Huang Jieyi has the capital and confidence.

After all, she can earn millions a year, and her parents are doing business abroad. She has never experienced the lack of money since she was a child.

"Jie Yi, it seems we haven't seen each other for a while."

"Yeah, it's been two months."

Huang Jieyi nodded and said with emotion: "I wanted to ask you out some time ago, but I was afraid of disturbing your work, so I didn't dare to call. I didn't expect to meet you here. It seems that we are quite destined!"

"Your words remind me of a poem."

"Which poem?"

"If you are destined to meet thousands of miles away, if you don't have the destiny, you will never meet face to face!"

Hearing Pan Haodong's provocative voice of reciting poems, Huang Jieyi's pretty face blushed.

think carefully.

I really have a lot of fate with Ah Dong.

On the first day A Dong joined the company, the case he handled was hers.

The first person to protect is her.

The first person he killed was also for her.

Now, when you go out to relax, you can meet at the gambling boat.

If this is not the case, then what is fate?

Just as she was thinking wildly, a young man in a suit, accompanied by a young model, came to their table and said with a smile: "Miss Huang, I didn't expect to meet you here. I am yours Fan, I have liked you for more than a year, can you help me sign it?"

"Okay, where to sign?"

Huang Jieyi smiled very officially.

It is exciting to sign autographs for fans for the first time, but after encountering too many similar things, it will become annoying, and the smile will become more official.

This is something that popular artists cannot avoid.

"here."

The young man with his arms around the tender model straightened his waist towards Huang Jieyi, almost hitting Jieyi's face with his crotch. Pan Haodong, who was sitting opposite and witnessed this scene, turned cold instantly.

Huang Jieyi shook her head at him.

Then, he moved his chair back and declined: "Sir, I'm sorry, it's not convenient to sign in this place, and you are wearing black trousers, so you can't see it when you sign. Why don't you give me a business card and I'll leave my name on it?" .”

"It's okay, I'm already prepared."

The young man handed Huang Jieyi a red pen, and the meaning of embarrassment was obvious.

Seeing this scene, Pan Haodong couldn't bear it any longer and said: "Enough, make things difficult for Ms. Huang over and over again, and pretend I don't exist, right?"

"Who the hell are you? How dare you talk to me like that? Do you know who I am?"

The young man roared angrily.

The tender model next to the young man was so startled that his hair stood on end, he quickly reached out and tugged at the man's skirt.

"What are you doing? Don't pull me!"

The young man glared angrily at his young model companion.

However, the young model did not frighten her, instead she stood on her tiptoes and whispered in her ear, "Master Zhao, Ms. Huang's friend is a murderer. I was picking up customers in the central district half a month ago. I saw him at the police station because Sir Pan was very handsome, so I took a few extra glances and recognized him."

"You must have read the news released by the major media yesterday, don't provoke the God of Death anymore, otherwise you and I will die..."

Gollum!

Hearing his female companion's whispering, Mr. Zhao, who was still very arrogant just now, was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he kept staring into his mouth and swallowing saliva.

Kill, kill, kill God!
The police force who killed more than 100 people the day before yesterday killed God!
The murderous god who has a fierce reputation and shakes the rivers and lakes!
Mr. Zhao came back to his senses, slapped himself eight times in a row, and apologized tremblingly: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. Your lord has a lot, just treat me like a fart!"

"Pan sir, my boyfriend didn't mean it, please forgive us!"

While apologizing, the tender model pulled down the collar, revealing a pair of sizable balls. From Pan Haodong's perspective, he could even see the whole picture clearly.

Pan Haodong glanced secretly, then said just now: "Get lost!"

"Thank you, let's go."

Mr. Zhao felt relieved, and hurriedly pulled his young model female companion, and fled in a dejected manner.

Seeing this scene, Huang Jieyi asked curiously, "Ah Dong, they seem to be very afraid of you, what's going on?"

(End of this chapter)