You pervert! ! !

Duge hasn't lost for a long time.

Those who can obtain the status of monarch in the hunting ground are all masters of playing games.

What's more, a guy like him, whose family business owns hundreds of casinos, would go to the poker table to play a few rounds of poker at any time.

Yu Heng's leisurely words made Duge's face sink.

"I allow you to enter the dance floor." He looked reluctant, as if giving a great favor.

But Yu Heng raised his eyebrows and said, "I want to go to the dance floor, and I only need your consent?"

Doug didn't answer.

Zhao Chenghuai, who was standing beside him, laughed softly, "Of course not."

"Then what's the point of your consent?" Yu Heng made no secret of his contempt for Duge.

What kind of monarch, what kind of aristocrat, is just a loser in front of him.

Yu Heng still said stubbornly: "I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, you have to keep your promise."

No one dares to ask the monarch to honor the promise of beheading in the hunting ground.

Even a person like Andre who has always been at odds with each other, at such a time, will take out something that is most in line with the other party's interests, in exchange for his body that he gambled for a while.

Duge felt resentful, eager to win back in the next game.

So, with a cold voice, he said like alms: "What do you want? I can give you anything you want."

The arrogant tone reminded Yu Heng of Zhao Chenghuai as always.

He was even more unhappy, smiled and narrowed his eyes, emphatically saying: "I want your hand."

A shameless person who initiates a duel but uses a brown bear to deal with his poor family is really not worthy of Yu Heng's gentle treatment.

The winner's firm demand for the loser to cash in a hand should be so cruel and ruthless that it makes people look sideways.

However, the onlookers standing at the poker table only felt excited.

"So, will Duge keep his promise?"

"If Sparrow God insists...at least, Duge must honor it."

"The hunting ground is like this. After many people disappeared here, there was no news at all."

Hearsay and legends of the hunting ground exaggerate the horror of cashing out the bet in front of you.

Zhao Chi stared deeply at Yu Heng, looked at the familiar eyebrows, and felt that Yu Heng was strange.

It seems to have gradually changed into the appearance of Zhao Chenghuai, with a hatched devil hidden behind the gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

He squeezed the wine glass in his hand, always feeling that something was wrong with Yu Heng.

Zhao Chishen's gaze shifted slightly to Zhao Chenghuai, his cruel and bloodthirsty younger brother looked at Duge with a smile full of interest, as if he felt that Yu Heng's decision was correct and there was nothing wrong with it.

crazy.

Really crazy.

Zhao Chishen lost for several months, and used the benefits that the Black Star Group could offer to keep his hands and feet.

Facing Yu Heng's cruelty now, it seemed that he could empathize with Duge for an instant.

He drank the wine in the glass abruptly and put down the glass.

He was about to rush over to wake Yu Heng up, so that he would not be a horrible criminal.

Suddenly, a slap was heard!

Duge slapped the card table hard, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll give you my hand!"

He looked at the dealer, the veins on his forehead and temples were exposed.

"Now, deal the cards!"

He defeated Yu Heng, and no one was allowed to leave the poker table until Yu Heng's life was taken!

The angry monarch wants to fight Yu Heng to the end.

Not even Andre could escape.

After all, he also lost a leg.

Although he didn't know if Yu Heng's insistence on getting Duge's hand would implicate his innocent companion.

However, he was afraid that if he didn't play with Yu Heng to the end, Zhao Chenghuai would come to help the father who vented his anger on the cub at night, and take back one leg of the chip.

Doug is really too much.

He chooses to fight, but treats Nangong Ji with a brown bear.

Andre, who has always been proud of cutting down Siberian wolves, finally learned to think from the perspective of a child.

With a solemn expression, he stared at the playing cards dealt to him and made an important decision.

Fold.

Anyway, this is the poker table where Yu Heng taught Duge a lesson, and whoever he wins will suffer at gunpoint.

Therefore, the card table, which attracted the attention of many guests, became the main battlefield where Yu Heng taught Duge a lesson.

"Are you still betting?" Yu Heng asked with a smile, holding down the hole cards in his hand that he hadn't looked at yet.

"Gambling!" Duge was already desperate, he didn't believe that Yu Heng could win all the time, "I'll bet your life this time."

Duge's unchanging appearance made Yu Heng meet another 26-year-old Mr. Nangong.

Very good, not bad.

He came here to teach Duge what it means to be a man with his tail clamped.

Yu Heng made a bet with a smile and said, "Then I'll bet on your feet."

Yu Heng is very gentle.

Zhao Chenghuai stood beside him quietly, feeling his faintly suppressed anger.

It's not the anger of being angry at Duge's poor luck at poker, but the anger of feeling that Duge is arrogant and domineering, he has not learned his lesson at all, and is arrogantly looking for death on the same road.

He has completely figured out Yu Heng's preferences.

In the face of any violation of law and discipline, crazy crimes, they show obvious disgust.

Just like this poker game.

What Yu Heng wants to do is to let the guy who regards human life as worthless, feel the fate of being worthless.

Texas Hold'em with five community cards and two hole cards played extremely fast in Yu Heng's hands.

He didn't fold his cards, he didn't think about it, he got two hole cards, and he was waiting for the dealer to continue to reveal the follow-up cards.

Then, wait for the final showdown.

"gourd."

"Four."

"Royal flush."

A pair of hole cards were uncovered, and finally let everyone see what it means to be a sparrow god who is all in one color!

"Royal Flush! I was guessing when the community card was dealt, but I didn't expect it to happen!"

"What kind of card is Duge? Three of a kind? It's too miserable. What did you lose this time? How many feet?"

"Will he be the new monarch? Just enough to replace Duge who has no hands or feet."

The guests' discussions were heard clearly in Duge's ears.

His gray eyes stared angrily at the guy who made the sound, as if he wanted to remember their names one by one, and inflict revenge on them with their tongues!

"Mr. Doug, I don't know if you have any regrets."

Yu Heng's voice was still leisurely and gentle, "If I had been with my son well and ended that game of flying chess, it might not be what it is now."

After all, Hideous is really good.

Yu Heng had no doubt that if he played flying chess openly, the little boy would lose to the four monarchs, and lose the chance to become king dismally.

However, Duge chose it himself.

Overturn the chess table and initiate a duel.

With a well-trained brown bear, Yu Heng's hatred was fully aroused.

In a lawless place, Yu Heng has some methods to punish this kind of ignorant guy.

He pointed at the Royal Flush, and asked with a smile: "You have no hands and feet, and you are destined to live as a human for the rest of your life. So, do you still bet?"

For Yu Heng to become truly cruel, he just needs to transfer the energy he used to deal with Mr. Nangong to deal with Duge.

What big scene hasn't he seen?

Anyway, before Mr. Nangong is 26 years old, he is destined to live forever and achieve a great career.

A nameless guy like Duge wanted to fight him, but he was a little too tender.

Yu Heng is familiar with the self-confidence in the future, and he doesn't panic in the face of Duge.

Duge's gray eyes turned pale, and in Yu Heng's gentle smile, he felt the oppressive force from Zhao Chenghuai.

Five years ago, when he came to the hunting ground for the first time, Zhao Chenghuai was just a game-loving guest, playing poker with strangers at the crowded game table at the dinner party.

They play blackjack.

The seemingly boring counting game became exciting under Zhao Chenghuai's interesting request.

He said: "You will lose to me a finger, and it will be cut off by your enemy himself."

He said: "I am also very sorry that you won such an easy game. But this is the rule of the hunting ground."

An understatement determines the grievances between one person and another.

As if he was just a ruthless executor, helping two confused and hated passers-by.

Duge was almost obsessed with his extreme conceit, and tried his best to get his uncle's position as monarch.

However, he was not closer to Zhao Chenghuai.

Continuously during the dinner party, I felt Zhao Chenghuai's out of reach.

He's won a lot of people and brought back a lot of trophies.

He has never won a victory in the hands of Zhao Chenghuai.

Now, he couldn't even win against Yu Heng.

"How is this possible..." Duge stared at Yu Heng and murmured.

Andre became more and more sympathetic, and he said, "I warned you, Alex is on his side, we can't win."

"After all, Alex has never defeated Yu Heng."

"No more playing." Yu Heng patted the poker table lightly, "Mr. Duge, please contact me to cash out your bet after you think it over."

He turned around and looked at the card table full of guests, "I have to go to the two monarchs again, and get their consent as soon as possible to enter the dance floor."

Yu Heng wins briskly and walks in a chic manner.

Zhao Chenghuai liked it very much.

He brought orange juice for Yu Heng with a smile, and said, "Joe Marie and Qi Mingzhi are both here tonight. One of them is the queen of resort hotels in the United States, and the other is a financial predator in Singapore. It depends on how you play."

Yu Heng was a little tired. He walked to the chair at the edge of the banquet hall, sat down unceremoniously, and asked while drinking, "Didn't all the monarchs attend your dinner?"

"It's fine if you have a representative to participate." Zhao Chenghuai turned his gaze and landed on Zhao Chishen who was walking in the distance and did not dare to approach.

"Like our Zhao family, my brother is the representative."

The Zhao family is too miserable.

Yu Heng couldn't help but sympathize. He was sitting in a chair, and he could see Old Zhao standing in the crowd when he looked up.

Others are in pairs, threes and threes, but this one is the dragon and phoenix Prince Zhao, and no one cares about him.

After all, this is not the Black Star territory.

All the guests participating in the dinner party have big trees with their backs, and the roots are intertwined and criss-crossed.

Zhao Chishen is good at games, everyone will only try their best to get benefits from him, and will never give him any good looks.

"Harmful." Yu Heng thought of Zhao Chishen slamming the door and leaving, "Your brother is so good, when will you be able to go home?"

"Are you worried about him?" Zhao Chenghuai's gaze sank slightly.

Yu Heng propped his chin and looked at Comrade Zhao's misfit, "Don't worry about him, worry about you."

Zhao Chenghuai was stunned.

I saw Yu Heng staring at Zhao Chishen, and said quietly: "As long as your father is not stupid and doesn't want the Black Star Group to go bankrupt, he will definitely ask you to inherit the family property. What if your brother is always here as a representative, and it's unlucky to lose all the time, isn't it? Dismantle your platform?"

His worry was too cute, Zhao Chenghuai couldn't restrain his smile.

"Don't worry, I will not inherit Black Star."

Yu Heng looked at him in surprise.

The beautiful bad brother is so open-minded that he doesn't care about the hundreds of billions. "I have money myself, so I don't want to participate in Black Star's affairs. My dad always knew."

Contentment is always happy, and the state of mind is excellent.

It seems that the reason for Black Star's collapse has been found, and Yu Heng mourned in advance for the demise of the Black Star Empire.

Then, he was eager to move, trying to drag Zhao Chenghuai into Hongye.

It's best to help him keep an eye on Nangong Ji, even if he really passed away and handed over his great fortune to Nangong Ji, there will be a reliable brother like Zhao Chenghuai, who will save the little boy from disaster.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, Yu Heng made up his mind.

"In this case, when I see the owner of the castle, tell him to let him let you go, okay?"

"Huh?" Zhao Chenghuai stared slightly.

Yu Heng smiled slyly, and leaned over to whisper to him and said in a low voice: "You don't inherit Black Star, why are you staying here? Isn't the castle owner just thinking that you can play games and be good? Wait until I see you He, just tell him, don't waste talents, let me benefit society."

Zhao Chenghuai felt that Yu Heng's ideas were always unexpected, "Benefit the society?"

In Yu Heng's mind, he had already determined that the owner of the castle was the old king next door.

Based on his understanding of Lao Wang, as long as he tells the other party: Your dear little girl Sisi in the future will encounter a catastrophe, so give me your bad brother, and I will guarantee that your family Sisi will fall in love freely without anyone stopping her.

People of social justice will certainly readily agree.

After all, the Lao Wang Yu Heng knew was a good man who obeyed the law, punished rape and eliminated evil.

Specially restrain Mr. Nangong, a big villain who breaks the law and discipline.

Yu Heng smiled meaningfully: "Aren't you playing games with me and raising children to benefit the society?"

Let Mr. Nangong feel the love, influence the criminals, and make an unparalleled game.

Zhao Chenghuai has immeasurable merits and virtues, and even the owner of the castle soared up.

Zhao Chenghuai laughed out loud.

He could always hear interesting answers from Yu Heng, which made him yearn for it.

Zhao Chenghuai's deep gaze lingered on Yu Heng's face, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Wait for me."

After finishing speaking, the young bad brother left the banquet hall and disappeared from Yu Heng's sight.

Yu Heng watched him leave and stood up.

Since the bad brother has something to do, he should continue to find the monarch and complete the approval process like stamping and signing.

The game at the dinner party is traditional and original.

In the castle without internet or arcade machines, all kinds of chess and cards have become the mainstream of communication.

It's a pity that Yu Heng doesn't like this kind of game atmosphere.

There is no such thing as the Black Star anniversary celebration, when everyone just plays games freely.

Perhaps only businessmen will feel elated by the kind of gameplay that carries money and life.

Yu Heng found Qiao Marie, who was playing cards, among countless scrutinizing eyes.

She was sitting on one side of a square table, playing simple UNO with three ladies in gorgeous dresses.

Yu Heng hadn't seen anyone else play this kind of board game for a long time.

Unexpectedly, the monarch of Siberia was so down-to-earth and had a lot of fun.

Qiao Marie happily played the last card in her hand, declaring her victory.

She raised her head slightly, smiled and said to Yu Heng: "You are an excellent player, but I think you don't like the game here."

Qiao Marie's voice was sharp, but she spoke softly.

People are also very accurate.

Yu Heng smiled politely: "If I didn't want to meet the owner of the castle, I might not want to disturb your winning streak."

A brown-haired monarch with a double chin laughing.

She thought this dinner was very interesting. The person who had been looking for Wang never knew that Wang was by his side.

"Then don't bother me." Qiao Marie looked at her companion, "I only like playing cards with girls."

"Then you allow me to go on the dance floor."

"Of course I agree!" Qiao Marie said with a smile, "I always welcome more guests to the dance floor. After all, the dance requires more newcomers to radiate vitality."

Yu Heng likes such a straightforward woman.

If the monarchs were so knowledgeable, there would be no need to gamble with limbs and limbs, making the banquet bloody.

"Thank you for your generosity."

"See you at the dance."

Women are kinder than vengeful men.

Yu Heng was ready to play the game all night, but Qiao Marie chose to agree easily.

He saved a lot of trouble.

Dug, Andre, Jomarie, he only needs one more monarch to agree to pass the dinner party and enter the dance floor.

but……

Yu Heng looked left and right, and the Singaporean crocodile Qi Mingzhi that Zhao Chenghuai had pointed out to him was not within his sight range.

Black hair and black eyes, conspicuous enough in the banquet hall.

As a Chinese descendant, Qi Mingzhi came to the hunting ground earlier than Zhao Chenghuai.

Chinese Singaporeans seem to be born with the tradition of supporting the king and pioneering the foundation.

Not only can you become the founding prime minister of Singapore, but you can also open up brand new rules for hunting grounds.

Yu Heng wandered in the crowded banquet hall, thinking about the brief introduction Zhao Chenghuai had made.

Most of the monarchs in Siberia come from Britain, France and the United States. They are playing power struggles and gathering forces, and they are far from the opponents of Qi Mingzhi and Zhao Fuli.

The bad brother still mercilessly spoke ill of his father.

The initial hunting ground relied on the strength of Qi Mingzhi and the Zhao family, step by step from a small group in the mountains to a leader who controls the lifeline of the global economy.

However, Zhao Chenghuai did not say how to control it.

Yu Heng guessed, it would not be to invite these people to participate in the game, to have a shocking fairy dance, to catch the players' handles, right?

Suddenly, an elegant middle-aged man appeared in front of Yu Heng.

Wearing a gray suit, he smiled kindly and asked with his hands behind his back, "Are you looking for me?"

"Mr. Qi?" Yu Heng was always cautious and polite when facing guys with unknown personalities.

He smiled and said, "I have obtained the consent of Duge, Andre, and Qiao Marie, so I hope to get your permission as well."

"Haha." Qi Mingzhi smiled wrinkled and said, "Actually, I'm not very good at playing games."

"However, if you are, I still want to play with you."

Qi Mingzhi's age is about the same as Zhao Fuli's.

Facing these elders, Yu Heng always kept aloof and polite, satisfying their waywardness to the greatest extent.

The Chinese monarch said that he wanted to play something different with Yu Heng.

So, they walked out of the banquet hall full of people, walked along the brightly lit and gorgeous promenade, and walked to...

Fragrant glass greenhouse.

Flower viewing?

Yu Heng hissed, this really touched his blind spot of knowledge.

If Qi Mingzhi came to a "If you can recognize the flower I planted, I will let you enter the dance floor".

He promised to leave immediately, and the next monarch would play Texas Hold'em all night, and he would never go near the elegant old man again.

After all, Yu Heng is not a flower lover.

It is the limit of life to be able to distinguish lily rose lavender!

Yu Heng silently followed behind the middle-aged man, walking down the road surrounded by flowers at night.

I came to a lily bush as white as snow.

Qi Mingzhi had fine lines at the corners of his eyes laughing, and his face was full of traces of time.

Under the bright lights at night, he said in front of the snow-white lilies: "In the past, every time I had a dinner party, I would invite a master to fight Alex."

"Unfortunately."

"So far no one has ever won a game against Alex."

The Chinese monarch, who is not tall, asked with a smile in clear Chinese:

"Yu Heng, if you can tell how many dead bodies of losers are buried under these Siberian lilies..."

"I will allow you to enter the dance floor."

The author has something to say: Yu Heng: There is an older middle school student here, playing with me in the advanced version of corpses buried under cherry trees, and it is too much to count corpses.