Chapter 647 A series of attacks on the heart

Chapter 647 A series of attacks on the heart

After hearing this, Dihou squeezed the cards in his hand and asked in a deep voice, "What kind of idiom do you think that is?"

"Sharp, sharp." Qiao Jiajin ignored the monkey and nodded crazily, "The king, right? Then I'll pick up the bastard with you!"

"This idiom is great!" Chen Junnan said with a grin, ""子"...I'll pick it up with you... "Zi Mouse Ugly Monkey"! Oh my god, "Ugly Monkey" is so damn wonderful. "

"Monkey?" Qiao Jiajin thought for a while, "I'll pick up "Monkey is so ugly"..."

"That's enough!!" Dihou reached out and slapped the table hard.

Fortunately, the table was still hard enough, and they felt the ground shake a little.

"Oh...?" Chen Junnan leaned back and threw his legs on the table.

"Are you two done? Can you be quiet?" Dihou said with an unhappy look on his face.

"Fuck..." Chen Junnan also cursed impatiently, "Brother Monkey, are you running a fucking library? Do I need to keep quiet the whole time when I'm participating in a gambling game?"

"Then I really want to ask you." Earth Monkey sneered, "In this kind of game that requires strategy and calculation everywhere, you are using the most despicable means. If you win like this, are you willing to win?"

"Willingly." Chen Junnan replied, "What about you?"

"What the hell!" Dihou slapped the table and stood up.

Qiao Jiajin and Chen Junnan also stood up at the same time, their momentum was not inferior to that of the earth monkeys.

Qiao Jiajin pointed at the monkey fiercely and said, "What's going on?! Fat Monkey! Do you want to take action?"

The three people stared at each other fiercely, as if they were about to fight in the next second.

Qi Xia did not speak, but just sat quietly in his seat and looked at each other with cold eyes. Chen Junnan's work was completed smoothly. He only needed to constantly disturb Dihou's thoughts so that Dihou could not think. In this game, he would It's hard to win.

Perhaps even the Earth Monkey himself didn't know that there were three people gathered in this small casino that day, all of whom were notoriously difficult to mess with in the "Land of Ends".

"You... really look like guests who frequent the casino." Dihou calmed down and sneered, "When I was in the real world, I would struggle with people like you every day, and I really miss it now."

"Isn't that great?" Chen Junnan raised his head, "I'll take Brother Monkey to reminisce about the past, and I'm not going to ask you for money."

"It's a pity that the me now is different from the me then." Dihou shook his head and seemed to have calmed down. He took out another cigarette from his pocket, pursed his lips and held it, "You Do you know what is the biggest difference between "The End" and the outside?"

"There are no talking monkeys outside." Chen Junnan replied.

Dihou ignored him, just quietly lit the cigarette, and then said: "No one cares about the things I dare not do outside."

"Oh? You mean "killing"?" Chen Junnan asked.

"Yes." Dihou nodded, "But you are right about one thing. I really can't kill you, but I can also go over and pull out your tongue now, so that you can only speak for the rest of the time. Vomiting blood indistinctly."

"That's really unlucky." Chen Junnan said without showing any signs of weakness. "I also want to make it clear to you that if you pulled out my tongue, I would not only vomit blood in a slurred manner, but also curse in a slurred manner. I sing "Good Luck" thirty times in your ear, and I take the opportunity to spray blood on your face. I will spray blood every time you fucking draw a card, until there is no more blood on my body, and I will lie down. How the hell do you feel about writing the word "miserable" on the ground on your ankle?"

Dihou didn't expect that the man in front of him had hidden his strength just now. Just talking about a quarrel, Dihou thought that he had no chance of winning the fight, and even his thoughts were a bit blocked.

Moreover, Dihou might have dismissed these words when spoken by others, but when it came from Chen Junnan's mouth, Dihou felt that it was very credible, and he seemed to be able to really do what he said.

"That's almost it, Chen Junnan." Qi Xia said, "Sit down first."

After hearing this, Chen Junnan sat on the chair without saying a word, and Qiao Jiajin also glared at the monkey and sat down slowly.

Dihou glanced at Qi Xia and frowned, as if he didn't expect that these two seemingly lawless people would be so obedient.

"Be careful." Dihou looked at Chen Junnan and said.

Chen Junnan leaned back, his legs circled in the air, and finally fell hard on the table. Then he put his palms to his ears, turned his head and said with a mean look: "Can't you hear me clearly? What did you say?"

Earth Monkey stopped paying attention to Chen Junnan. After sitting down, he looked at the card in his hand, "New Year's Eve".

Among all the cards, only "New Year's Eve" can get "one, two, and three" at the same time in the first round.

Therefore, the best way for the earth monkey to win is to make a "straight".

While Qi Xia was staring at the monkey, he suddenly felt something strange.

This is a visual difference.

He felt that something within his sight had undergone very subtle visual changes.

Two seconds later, Qi Xia turned to look at the wooden box in the center of the table.

This wooden box has always been placed here, but Qi Xia keenly felt that it seemed to have changed.

It's just that its position hasn't changed and its shape hasn't changed, but Qi Xia just feels like there's something strange about it.

Could it be...

Qi Xia turned to look at Qiao Jiajin and said, "Fist, look at that wooden box."

After hearing this, Qiao Jiajin glanced at the wooden box and asked, "What happened to the box?"

"Do you think its color has changed?" Qi Xia asked.

When Qiao Jiajin on the side and Chen Junnan not far away heard this, they turned their heads at the same time and looked at the wooden box seriously.

The pattern of the wooden box is lifelike, and the whole body is still dark brown, with no substantial changes.

"Is there...?" Qiao Jiajin asked, "Liar... do you think it is white?"

After hearing this, Qi Xia shook his head and reached out to wipe the blood from his eyes, feeling that he might have been a little too worried.

It could be that blood dripped into his eyes, or it could be that his brain was dizzy just now and affected his vision. In short, Qi Xia felt that the color of the box had changed slightly.

At least it's not the same as when I first saw it.

It seems... lighter?

But when you look at the wooden box carefully, you will feel that its color seems to be like this.

Qi Xia shook his head, feeling that the dispelled fog seemed to be slowly gathering again, but now he had a clear solution.

He put his hands under the table, then pinched the broken little finger of his right hand with his left hand, then gritted his teeth and pinched it hard.

The fog dissipated instantly.

This broken finger is now like a button to dispel the fog. As long as he can survive this game, Qi Xia can still give up nine of the same fingers.