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But I didn't expect that when I turned around, I saw my girlfriend, nestled in someone else's arms, looking at someone affectionately...

Can this be tolerated?

Green clouds cover the top, and there are so many onlookers.

No one can stand it!

He rushed up angrily, Nakamori Mingcai hurried over to stop him: "Mantra, what are you doing!"

"You still ask me what I'm doing, look at yourself, what were you doing just now?"

Akira Nakamori's eyes flashed, and he suddenly asked loudly: "You haven't explained clearly about your cheating before, Mr. Lin just helped me, what can you do?"

Lin Junfei really wanted to applaud Nakamori Mingcai.

It can make a woman who has never been good at words, even being forced by the scumbag at the press conference to speak up for the scumbag, to become an argumentative woman.

(Wang Zhao) He felt that he was really a kind person.

"me..."

Kondo Mangono was at a loss for words and could not speak.

At this time, Meng Hui just rushed over.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Kondo."

"How are you two doing?"

"If you don't want to have fun, we have a VIP room upstairs, why don't we go there?"

Kondo Shingon was flustered by the eyes of the people around him and was very angry, so he agreed without hesitation.

"Okay, go to the VIP room!"

"Hehe, that's right." Meng Hui smiled pleasingly: "In the VIP room, the minimum wager is 100 million, let's exchange the chips first."

Kondo Shingon is a bachelor: "I lost all my money, it's gone!"

"Ok?"

Meng Hui's smile froze on his face, and he turned his gaze to Nakamori Mingcai again.

Just as Zhongsen Mingcai was about to speak, Lin Junfei said first, "I still have Miss Mingcai's 250 million chips here."

Before he could refuse, he put the chips in Nakamori Mingcai's hands.

"Miss Mingcai, we agreed that each of us will get half of the money won at blackjack."

Akira Nakamori stopped talking.

Only then did Meng Hui realize that the money was won at blackjack... what?

This kid won at blackjack again?

Half is two hundred and five, so the total is five hundred!

In the next building, he won another 500 million.

Did Lin Junfei come here to withdraw money? .

089: Pig slaughter bureau, who is the pig?

Meng Hui was beginning to feel confused now.

In less than an hour, Lin Junfei won 20 million with 500.

Could it be that they hit the iron plate?

Is Lin Junfei actually a master who hides his secrets?

Impossible, he is obviously a boss, and one is betting big and small, the other is blackjack, and the croupiers are all his people. Lin Junfei cannot have a chance to do it.

Could it be that he really has super powers!

Meng Hui gritted his teeth, and a trace of cruelty flashed across that honest and pleasant face.

At this point, even if Lin Junfei descended from a god, he still had to do something.

If Lin Junfei really took 500 million away, then he would suffer a huge loss, and he couldn't bear it.

He squeezed out a smile: "Lin Sheng, how about we go to the VIP room together?

Meng Hui was very nervous. If Lin Junfei didn't agree, he could only do it directly, which would affect his reputation.

If you want to slaughter fat sheep in the future, it will be a little troublesome.

Lin Junfei glanced at him, didn't seem to see his anxiety, and nodded directly.

"Miss Mingcai is going, I will naturally not be absent."

Kondo Shingon only felt that the hat on his head was getting bigger and bigger, and he was furious instantly.

"Don't go too far!"

Akira Nakamori was in a complicated mood, shy and sweet, and stopped Shingon Kondo.

Meng Hui's hanging heart was relieved immediately, he didn't care about the problems between these men and women now.

He secretly became ruthless.

Grinding their knives, they planned to peel off all of these people when they entered the VIP room!

Lin Junfei stepped up to the second floor. Behind him, two younger brothers who had been hiding somewhere just now appeared from the crowd in an instant and followed behind.

This iron-blooded temperament immediately shocked the surrounding people.

Even Shingon Kondo, who was full of anger under the green cloud cover, dared not stare at Lin Junfei with resentful eyes.

Meng Hui laughed dryly: "Mr. Lin, our VIP room has a rule that bodyguards are not allowed to enter."

"haha okay."

Lin Junfei waved 067's hand, you just wait outside.

The two younger brothers bowed together: "Yes, boss!"

Meng Hui was dumbfounded.

Boss?

As for Lin Junfei's aura just now, he doesn't look like a businessman, but rather like a man in the rivers and lakes

He shook his head hastily, throwing this strange thought out of his mind.

No, how could Lin Junfei be from the quack.

Don't overthink it.

Even if he is really a Jianghu person, he will be too hard to get off at this time!

For 500 million, even if Lin Junfei is really a dragon, he will be sunk today.

......

In the VIP room, there are already people waiting.

Compared with the outside, the decoration here is indeed much more luxurious.

Even the walls are covered with gilt and inlaid jade, which looks extremely luxurious.

In the room, there is a gambling table.

The gambling table is made of white marble, and the eight immortals crossing the sea are carved on it, which is exquisite and lifelike.

Beside the gaming table, sat two people.

A fat head with big ears, at least dozens of catties of gold on his body, what kind of gold necklace, gold ring, and gold bracelet, he almost replaced his entire mouth with gold.

The other one is much gentler, a middle-aged man in his 50s, wearing a Tang suit, drinking tea one after another.

"Come on."

Meng Hui enthusiastically introduced: "This is Mr. Li from Haojiang Haoxing Group, and this is Mr. Huang, the Malay shipping king."

Lin Junfei nodded and smiled, but his heart was cold.

It's decent.

It is indeed a high-end fat sheep game, but it is better than the fat sheep game of their original small black casinos.

Even the group performances look a little more advanced.

"I don't know what kind of gameplay you like?"

Meng Hui asked pretendingly.

Lin Junfei glanced at the mahjong on the table: "It's all on the table, why don't you ask?"

"Just play cards."

Meng Hui repeatedly echoed: "Playing cards is good. Who doesn't like playing cards in Hong Kong Island? People all over the world are playing mahjong. It's the quintessence of Chinese culture."

"Hong Kong hemp, national standard, or Japanese hemp?"

Meng Hui asked again.

Lin Jun slammed Kondo Shingon nuzui: "There are Japanese friends here, so of course we play Japanese hemp."

As far as he knows, there is a rule in Japanese marijuana, there is no cap, and the winning or losing will be a big blow!

It suits him very well.

"Mr. Kondo, what do you think?"

Meng Hui ran to the other side to ask again.

When Kondo Shingon saw the start of mahjong, he couldn't hold back his addiction to cards.

He claims to be a mahjong master, and he secretly plans in his heart that he must let Lin Junfei bleed a lot later!

Soon, four people were seated.

Nakamori Mingcai watched from the sidelines, her eyes were more on Lin Junfei.

As soon as he started to draw the tiles, Lin Junfei's fingers paused slightly. He had already drawn out the mahjong tiles, and his hands and feet were passive.

It really is a bunch of scammers.

The corners of his mouth moved, and a smile flashed across his eyes.

Play a thousand tricks in front of him?

Unless these people are possessed by the God of Gamblers.

The game begins.

The chubby fat man and the middle-aged man in Tang suit soon started sending them away.

The one who sent it was called a blatant one.

Even Lin Junfei felt that it was a bit too much.

Even if you play mahjong with your mother-in-law, you don't need to do this.

Shingon Kondo continued to draw cards, feeling that his luck was against the heavens, as if the sparrow saint had come to the world.

"Self-touching characters Yise thirteen fan, get one!"

"Shuangli upright, touch yourself!"