Super Fortune Teller

"Damn, how strong is this, it broke the dice directly!" Feng Xing was the first to shout.

I saw the original three dice in the sieve bowl, one of which shattered in half, and turned into three sixes, one one, which happened to be nineteen, which was steadily larger than the three sixes and eighteen o’clock of Jin Kun just now.

"Brother Cheng, what are your skills? Is this filming on TV?" Feng Xing said with a smile, and then looked at Jin Kun, "How about? Have you taken it?"

Unexpectedly, Jin Kun's expression changed and he grabbed the sieve cup, "This round will be a big deal!"

"Huh? How old is it?" Liu Cheng looked at Jin Kun curiously.

Seeing that he had no chips on his side, Jin Kun put his arm on the table directly, "Just bet on this arm, dare you?"

In this way, none of the young models in the field dared to speak. They knew that Jin Kun was really losing his eyes. If the hot Jin Kun was unhappy because of his rude words, it would be bad.

At this time, Feng Xing directly stood in front of Jin Kun, "Kunzi, this time I played a bit too far!"

Jin Kun sneered and pushed Feng Xing away. The latter flashed and fell down. Fortunately, there is a sofa behind him. Otherwise, with the strength just now, he would have a bruised face and a swollen face, or even a **** head. flow.

"Fuck, Kun, what are you doing?" Feng Xing turned over and pointed at Jin Kun and cursed fiercely, "Do you really think I have no temper?"

Liu Cheng stretched out his hand to block Feng Xing and said, "Don't be impulsive, he didn't mean it!"

"Brother Cheng, he didn't mean this?" Feng Xing was puzzled, and he didn't expect Liu Cheng to speak for Jin Kun. "I really didn't see that this kid has become so unfunny now!"

"It's not that Jin Kun can't afford it," Liu Cheng laughed. "It's just that the thing in his body can't be played with!"

Feng Xing was taken aback, "In the body? Cheng, what do you mean?"

At this time, Jin Kun's expression changed and he picked up the sieve cup and threw it at Liu Cheng.

Liu Cheng stretched out his hand to catch it, and then pointed a finger on Jin Kun's chest, and the latter directly settled in place.

He smiled and said, "You and Jin Kun have not known each other for a short time. Haven't you noticed some changes in him recently?"

"I haven't contacted him for a while," Feng Xing said, "but this kid didn't have such bad luck before, and the gambling seems to have deteriorated!"

Liu Cheng nodded, and then asked the young models, "Who of you has contacted Jin Shao recently? Is there any special change in him?"

One of the young models wearing black suspenders said: "I have been with Jin Shao recently. Just like Feng Shao said, Jin Shao's recent luck is very bad, and the gambling products are also very bad, but..."

When she said this, her face suddenly blushed.

Feng Xing saw this, "Brother Cheng is his own, there is nothing I can't say!"

"Yes, Feng Shao," Nen Mo nodded, "Jin Shao's sexual desire has become stronger recently, almost every night several times..."

As she talked about it, her voice was getting smaller and smaller. If it weren't for Liu Cheng's ears to be much stronger than the average person, I might not be able to hear her clearly.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it to be a blessing in disguise. Although luck has deteriorated, it has become stronger in that respect!" Liu Cheng laughed.

Feng Xing also smiled and said, "Brother Cheng, what are you talking about? What is going on with this kid?"

Liu Cheng nodded, pointed at Jin Kun and said: "You have all discovered that Jin Kun's luck and gambling products are getting worse and worse recently. Isn't there a saying to say that you are possessed by God! Jin Kun has belonged recently? Faking God is possessed!"

"What? Possessed by the **** of degeneration?" Feng Xing was startled, and the few tender models next to him were also surprised, "are there really gods of degeneration in this world?"

"There is no bad god, but there is one bad ghost!" Liu Cheng said faintly. Before his voice fell, he suddenly pointed at Jin Kun's eyebrows.

Jin Kun's body trembled, his eyes rolled, his eyes were white, and then he fell backward!

"Want to slip?" Liu Cheng sneered and pointed out again, trapping Jin Kun in place, and at the same time shouted: "Come out and see me, otherwise you will be destroyed!"

At this moment, "Jin Kun" suddenly stood up straight, even his voice changed.

"My lord, do you have any instructions?" His voice became a little hoarse, like an old smoker. Just listening to the voice, he was about 50 years old, and Jin Kun looked like a 20-year-old. No match.

When Feng Xing and the few young models saw Jin Kun's changes, they couldn't help but startled.

Feng Xing is better, the young models have already turned Huarong pale with fright, "Is the ghost possessed?"

"Don't make a fuss!" Feng Xing stared at several tender dies and reprimanded, "With Brother Cheng here, what's the point of a silly ghost?"

Those tender models hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to talk nonsense.

At this time, Liu Cheng pointed at "Jin Kun" and shouted, "Say, why do you just possess your body?"

"Jin Kun" trembled, and his eyes were dodging, "My lord, I don't want to, but you should also know that we evil spirits live on these people who like to gamble. The vitality of these people. It is the foundation of our survival!"

"Hmph, I'll spare you this time. If you leave now, I won't hold you accountable!" Liu Cheng said lightly after he understood.

"Jin Kun" in front of him seemed a little reluctant, but he hesitated for a while, and seeing Liu Cheng's face changed slightly, he said quickly, "I see, my lord!"

"Don't worry, I won't treat you badly!" Liu Cheng added, "I will let this kid give you a certain amount of compensation, and promise not to let you suffer!"

"Thank you, my lord!" This "Jin Kun" was full of flattering joy, not at all Jin Kun's usual coldness.

Liu Cheng snorted coldly, "But you also remember that in the future, even if you are possessed, you can't do evil by occupying the body!"

"Yes! Your lord!"

When the voice fell, "Jin Kun" shook his body and collapsed directly on the sofa, and passed out into a coma.

Seeing Jin Kun fainted, Feng Xing hurriedly asked, "Brother Cheng, what's the situation now?"

"Don't worry, the bad guy has already left!" Liu Cheng said, "Someone prepare some hot **** soup for Jin Kun and send him into a quiet room!"

"Okay, I'm going to prepare now!" Feng Xing and Jin Kun have always had a good relationship, and they quickly arranged for them.

Soon, Liu Cheng and Feng Xing, as well as the young model who claimed to have been "accompanying" Jin Kun recently, entered the room together, while Jin Kun was resting on the bed.

About half an hour later, the waiter brought a bowl of hot **** soup. Liu Cheng said to the tender model Xiaoxue, "Xiaoxue, pour this bowl of **** soup directly into him!"

Xiaoxue was taken aback, then nodded and said: "Ok, Brother Cheng!"

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