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Chapter 77

Seeing Chen Hao approaching, the person who was on the banker was immediately excited and quickly called for a card to be issued.

After a few fancy shuffles, the dealer quickly deals the cards.

In addition to Chen Hao who just arrived, there were twelve people in total. One deck of cards removed from the big and small kings, and there were fifty-two cards, each with three cards, which was more than enough.

When the dealer issued the card, Mr. Chen blew with a smile.

This tone was directly attached to the cards. The next moment, Mr. Chen spoke and named each other one by one.

After listening, Chen Hao was a little surprised.

The newcomer is really lucky. He is the biggest card in this card, which is a pair of Qs. The others are either scattered cards or small pairs.

A honest smile appeared on his face, and Chen Hao directly pressed him down for a hundred times and said, "Well, I am a junior, so I will lift you up."

"Haha, that's what's interesting, I and I." Yang Wenzheng also lost a hundred times with a smile, looking like he didn't care at all.

Of course, the others didn't look good at the cards, so they followed them one by one.

It was Chen Hao's turn again, and Chen Hao didn't say anything, another one hundred.

Now people are watching one after another, and the scattered cards are lost, so the pair naturally follows again, and it will be 200.

But Chen Hao doesn't watch it at all, he just keeps his cards off.

After a few laps, the pair was a little unsure and finally folded.

However, Yang Wenzheng remained calm and lost hundreds of dollars.

When there were only two left in the end, Chen Hao said modestly: "There are only two, can we open the gap?"

What a newbie!

When Yang Wencheng heard the word "Setting" and secretly laughed at him.

But he also gave face and agreed to open it.

When he opened it, he saw Yang Wenzheng scattering the cards, Chen Hao vs. Q, Chen Hao won.

Everyone else secretly envied, and earned two or three thousand in the first hand, which was really lucky.

Yang Wenzheng also praised: "Xiaohao is very lucky, this is Zhajinhua, whoever is older wins."

Chen Hao said happily: "It's quite interesting. Well, it's my turn to be a banker now?"

The second game began soon, but in this game, Chen Hao took a small card, J, 8, 7, followed twice, pretended to pick it up and looked at it, and then opened it helplessly: "So small, I folded."

Yang Wenzheng smiled and said, "I can't keep up with this. If I have A, I can try it around."

After that, a game began. A magical scene also began.

Chen Hao lost at most three or four hundred when he got the small card, but once he got the big card, he immediately lost the card and even took the leopard twice in the middle.

After more than ten games, Grandma Yang's relatives lost their faces blue, and even Yang Wenzheng's smile disappeared.

Because most of the money on the desktop was basically in front of Chen Hao, the two big thorns seemed to have 20,000 or 30,000 yuan.

This was originally intended to cheat the newcomer, but the newcomer cut the grass.

Especially this newcomer, it is amazing that he can harvest a lot every time he is bored, and he is so lucky, right? If it weren't for being bored every time, Chen Hao wouldn't have dealt the cards, and everyone would think he cheated!

After a few more games, someone finally couldn't stand it anymore and chose to quit.

However, Yang Wenzheng was blown on his head by Master Chen in one breath, his eyes turned red. His heart, which had originally planned to stop, disappeared without a trace, and he had only one thought in his heart, and he had to win back.

For this reason, Yang Wenzheng followed until the end and then lost the most.

Now, the others quit. Yang Wenzheng has money, but they don’t have one. He lost a lot and couldn’t afford to play anymore. The group immediately chose to part ways.

Now Yang Wenzheng finally came to his senses. Seeing the tens of thousands of dollars he brought back this time, he lost more than half of his money, and felt a little dizzy in front of him.

Why did I become obsessed with it? Even though I knew I was not lucky, I still chose to follow it.

Chen Hao looked embarrassed: "I played for the first time and didn't expect to win so much. Thank you for your kindness."

Looking at his happy and humble appearance, Yang Wenzheng and his group almost vomited blood. You killed us all, and if you win, you will be almost 100,000 yuan, and you will still be sarcastic?

But if you win or lose, no one can blame anyone for losing. Those who lose can only admit that they are unlucky.

However, some people think that this young man in the Chen family might be pretending to be stupid, and he must be proficient in Zhajinhua, so he deceived everyone.

But from beginning to end, Chen Hao was very innocent and no one could find any trouble. No one dared to say this openly.

Chen Hao seemed to have understood something, and he stopped talking, lowered his head and picked up the money, and left silently.

Looking at his back, Yang Wenzheng and others stared at each other, and the scene was extremely quiet for a moment.

Originally, they planned to bet overnight, but now they are harvested by the young man. Now everyone has no money. How can they live this night?

After leaving the door, Chen Hao smiled and felt that his depressed mood became comfortable in an instant.

Isn’t it that you are interested in money? It’s not like you to win tens of thousands of yuan, but it depends on whether you feel sorry for you.

Although tens of thousands of yuan are nothing for Yang Wenzheng, the contractor, Chen Hao was comfortable at this moment.

"Wen Zheng lost so much? The money I saved for Tiantian is only more than 6,000."

Grandma Yang has already appeared, following Chen Hao, with a confused look on her face.

Mr. Chen curled his lips and said with disdain: "My sister Yang, it's not that I said you. To protect your son from getting old, I can't even see your son treating you like this. Xiaohao can be considered venting anger for you. Even if you give the money to Yang Wenzheng, do you think he will like you? I'm afraid that someone will be gone for a meal, and I will never be moved at all."

Grandma Yang looked disappointed, but soon, she said firmly again: "This is my grandma's wish, I gave it to my grandson."

When Chen Hao heard this, he was moved and helpless and replied: "Grandma Yang, don't worry, I have written a note and put it in your son's clothes. He will definitely see it and will be taken out by then."

Grandma Yang's eyes lit up and she looked at Chen Hao gratefully and said, "Thank you Xiao Hao, I will be satisfied."

Dingdong: The sick ghost Yang Moli, a ghost in one day, will be fulfilled by death, and the reward will be given.

With the sound, a stream of information emerged out of thin air and was absorbed by Chen Hao.

Chen Hao did not pay attention to the reward, but looked at Grandma Yang, whose body emitted a soft light, slowly rising up.

Obviously, my wish is fulfilled, my wish is over, and I am leaving.

Looking at the old man who was still smiling kindly in the light, Chen Hao quietly raised his hand and waved it.

I hope you will be happy and healthy in the next life.

Mr. Chen was surprised. This was Chen Hao's method of reliance? It seemed that he had done nothing, so why did he let Big Sister Yang unleash his wish to die? Could it be that I was too stupid and couldn't understand?

Soon, Grandma Yang completely dissipated, Chen Hao also calmed down and looked at Mr. Chen and said, "Great Grandpa, are you interested in accompanying me to Zhenhai Temple?"

Mr. Chen stared wide: "Why are you going to Zhenhai Temple?"

Chen Hao smiled: "For the sake of practicing, didn't you say that there is a special ghost over there? I want to see it."

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