The Special Crazy Soldiers of the Beautiful President

Smile!

This is a illustrious figure who became famous 30 years ago and belongs to the same era as the first generation of super gamblers Gao Jin.

"Heir of the Gambling Saint?"

When Chen Wu heard this, he was finally a little surprised. He didn't expect that so many awesome people would rush to show up when he came to the United States.

It seems that the sentence is exactly right, the stage is still big, and the international stage is surprisingly magnificent, which makes Chen Wu's heart full of surprises.

"That's right, bet on your head. In terms of gambling skills, I have never lost in the international community and on the world stage. Since you have inherited the super demeanor of the God of Gamblers, then I will fucking refuse to accept you and must fuck you!"

Tu Qianlong's face burst open.

He came here just to make trouble, not to mention gambling skills, even Minako was inseparable from his heart.

We must defeat Chen Wu, bang bang bang!

As soon as this remark came out, the surrounding atmosphere was filled with excitement, and all the ladies and gentlemen from the upper class and famous families in the United States clapped and applauded.

"Okay! This is strong enough, what you want is to be chic and happy!"

"The descendants of the God of Gamblers confront the descendants of the Saint of Gamblers, this is enough to be arrogant and worth seeing..."

"Good, the God of Gambling vs. the Saint of Gambling, it's the highest level that only human immortals and Buddhas can have!!"

Paralyzed, facing each other, witnessing constantly in the air.Chen Wu's eyes were narrowed, and there was an arrogant smile on the corner of his mouth, click, click, click!

The world time freezes this scene, and many tall and strong ghosts compete to take pictures, which soon detonates the entire Las Vegas social network.

People were full of enthusiasm, talking about it, "The super prosperity of the world's gambling world in the past century!"

"The successors of the God of Gamblers and the Saint of Gamblers are all appearing one after another, and each wave is stronger than the next, gathering in Las Vegas, the world's casino city!"

"Fuck, there is also that super strong MGM, the super golden player who has always stood in the world of gambling and has never failed. He is also a god!"

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This night is destined to be sleepless all night. In one of the most luxurious presidential suites in MGM, cigar smoke fills the air. The God of Gamblers, Pierce, has a happy smile in his eyes.

"In the prosperous age of Qianmen, the Chinese have always dominated the top in the past, but this time it is different. I have practiced this golden right hand for 20 years. This time, I will definitely come back and sweep everything!"

Crash.

Mr. Pierce, the international god of gamblers, lightly clattered his right hand, and the flying cards between his fingers clattered in the air. Twenty decks of more than 1000 cards clattered in the air.

When it landed on the hotel floor, a blond ghost next to him looked shocked, "Fa Ke, God's inheritance God of Gamblers!"

Really high-spirited, the super god of gamblers changed the cards in an instant at 1000 seconds, and all the more than [-] cards were all aces of spades.

This level of hand speed is particularly astounding, I am afraid that Chen Wu may not have this kind of hand speed at this time.

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At the same moment, Hong Ying, the domineering and smug Young Master of the Hong family, smiled with a fair face, "Brother Tu, I'm afraid you will have to wait a little longer for the grievances between you and Chen Wu, Mr. Tu."

"Fuck, this kid was so awesome just now, his tone was quite aggressive, he was paralyzed and said that he would beat me to death in a golf game!!!"

Paralyzed, young master Hong's aura was bursting, and when he spoke, he released a murderous, arrogant, and domineering air.

The corners of Tu Qianlong's mouth grinned slightly, and he looked very graceful, "Young Master Hong is a super genius who has never been born in the international golf world for a hundred years. I have a good opinion of you this time, and you will definitely win!"

They are all the same raccoon, with the same spirit, and Chen Wu's crisis is getting deeper and deeper.

But Brother Wu was not afraid, not at all, he couldn't help laughing coldly, "Stop talking nonsense, come on, I'll let you kneel in front of me later, and let the whole world witness!"

"I'll fucking humiliate you, let you be ashamed once and for all, grass nima!"

They are all young people, who can be afraid of who they are, and they all go out to the international community, and they are even more unscrupulous and full of arrogance.

Just hate, whoever is afraid of whom!

Bang!

Young Master Hong's eyes flickered like a hungry wolf, and he made a strong gesture of a big sprayer in his hand, "Do it!"

After finishing speaking, Young Master Hong shook his shoulders lightly, Hong Yi and Luo Ying quickly stepped forward and took the black mink coat from him personally.

Then Hong Junjie snapped his fingers, and the two beauties in white silk swayed their buttocks, their eyes full of super affection and sweetness, they walked towards each other, and personally put snow-white gloves on Young Master Hong with their smooth arms like spring onions.

"This is the most advanced golf glove. A set costs US$18. Comparing you to me, boy, hahaha, you are beyond your control!"

Hong Shao was proud, and the eyes of the crowd flickered.

Every golfer is fascinated by it, and Hong Shao is indeed the best and the most advanced than the equipment.

That's not to mention, the golden cue in his hand is probably no less than 100 million. This is strength, Hong Shao is the best in everything.

"I have a fucking motto, don't seek the best, but seek the most expensive!"

Young Master Hong's nostrils twitched, and he pushed her proudly. This appearance made Mina's teeth chatter with hatred, wishing to go up and beat him hard, and threw the bright red aunt's handkerchief onto his face by the way.

What a haughty and arrogant man, it makes people feel very angry...

"Hahaha, Young Master Hong is awesome!"

"The Hongmen is powerful, and the five major families in Las Vegas will all face each other. It seems that this time, Chen Wu has been kicked into a monolith."

Many people don't think highly of Chen Wu. The God of Gamblers is the God of Gamblers, but he is definitely not the God of Golf.

Young Master Hong made all the preparations, and he directly held the cue stick with a face full of might and flaunted his power. He took a good posture and flew high with a snap. Gu Lulu's small white ball drew a stunning parabola in the air, and went into the hole with a snap.

There were thunderous applause from the audience, and even Chen Wu couldn't help but change his face slightly, "This nima is so strong, so skilled in posture, really awesome!"

I have to admire, especially admire.

Although Young Master Hong usually puts on a face, he is really exceptionally capable. He deserves to be the most talented golfer in the United States for a century.

"Professional level is not much worse than the former Tiger Woods."

"That's not true. Young Master Hong is a son of an aristocratic family who doesn't like the little prize money in the international competition. If he can directly enter the international professional rank now, I believe no one can beat him!"

"Fuck, you're so handsome and rich, and you're so good at playing basketball, it's so fucking hard to live..."

There are still [-] holes left, young master Hong took the lead, his eyes were so silvery, as if he was looking at the two stunning girls like sharp art knives.

"Hahaha, Mina Anyi, wait for me!"

"Waiting for brother's big sedan chair, hahaha!"

clap clap clap!

Smiling, Young Master Hong's movements were handsome and heroic. Under the admiration and admiration of everyone, he swung repeatedly and hit the hole with precision every time. This Nima is simply a prodigy in the golf world, a super prodigy.

All [-] shots in a row went into the hole, and it was only the last shot!

It's a bit crooked, young master Hong has been in the entertainment venues all the year round, the international super nightclub, his body is also a bit hollowed out, he can't support this kind of intensity game, and now he missed a shot.

"It's a pity, it's almost a perfect [-]."

"That's not true. This level of achievement is simply impressive. In my opinion, even missing the last shot is the strongest record in the golf world in a century!"

Eighteen holes, nineteen pars!

Hong Shao wiped it, his face was covered with sweat, his eyes froze, "Chen Wu deserves you, don't let me down, I'm fucking waiting for you to equal me, if you can't do it, if you're sensible, you'll kneel down to me , except for wanting you two women, I can do nothing for you, hahaha!"