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Chapter 918 The right hand of God

At this time, Ma Ao was standing with Kong Qing, standing with his hands behind his back, looking faintly at Lu Fan and the other two walking towards him.

"Ma Ao, you are actually here."

Ma Zicong recognized Ma Aolai at a glance. Although Ma Ao is not a direct descendant of the Ma family, he is famous and many people in the Ma family are more likely to buy his account. After all, Ma Ao is very fed in the secular world, and as long as he can get along with him, he can still enjoy a lot of benefits.

"Haha, you are a traitor."

Ma Ao glanced at Ma Zicong disdainfully, his eyes full of contempt and contempt.

In his eyes, people of the tribe of Ma Zicong's level are just garbage regardless of whether he is in the Ma family or not.

The Ma family members who can get in touch with Ma Ao are the core direct descendants at the most. Even when Ma Zicong was still in the Ma family, they could not catch his eye.

"A abandoned son of the Lu family and a waste of the Ma family, and two people standing together are really a perfect match."

Kong Qing sneered even more: "But your good luck has ended here."

"Today's third level test will be held by Ma Ao Gambling God, known as the right hand of the god of God, who will be in charge of the 13th floor of the Baile Palace."

"I see what skills do you have to pass this level."

"Just glaring and offering your arms, and then get out of the Baile Palace!"

Kong Qing's tone was extremely resentful, and his eyes looked at Lu Fan were filled with jealousy and murderous intent.

"Ma family."

Lu Fan nodded. He had long guessed that there must be the Ma family in the gambling game tonight. However, he had never heard of Ma Ao, let alone heard of it.

"Brother Lu, this Ma Ao was originally a side branch of the Ma family. The status of the whole family in the Ma family was not as good as me at the time."

"I just don't know when it started, but Ma Ao showed amazing talent for gambling."

"I heard that as long as he passes through his hand, there is no card, not what he wants."

"He can control the card at will, but no one can find any flaws or mistakes."

"It was poached by the high price of the Balloon Palace and became one of the gambling gods on the 13th floor."

Ma Zicong whispered: "He is also the deacon of the Ma family in the Pale Palace. He is responsible for everything about the Ma family here. The person you want to find may have an inseparable relationship with him."

Lu Fan looked at Ma Ao and did not see any warrior's aura in him. He should be an ordinary person, but he was simply talented in gambling and could firmly control the opponent's card in his palm.

"How to play?" Lu Fan asked.

“It’s very simple.”

"Since you can't stand your eyes and ears, we might as well play the simplest game of luck."

"Shuha."

Ma Ao sneered: "Suha is the simplest game of luck. There is no means to completely test the luck and luck of the gambler."

"The leopard is the biggest, then the flush is the flush, followed by the flush, and the straight..."

"We will win or lose in one game."

"Are you ready? We can start anytime."

Ma Ao even didn't bother to ask Lu Fan if he dared to play, because according to the rules of the competition, he had the final say on how to play and when it started.

He is the rulemaker.

And Lu Fan is just a pawn with a little luck in the rules.

He can let Lu Fan win, but he can also let Lu Fan lose so much, break his arms and throw out the gate of Baile Palace!

"This won't work."

Ma Zicong indeed refused: "If you are responsible for dealing the license, it will definitely not work."

"Who doesn't know that you, Ma Ao, are you known as the right hand of God? You can't deal cards in this world?"

"And now my brother Lu and the Ma family have a stumble, no one in the world knows."

"I sent you out to deal the cards in the third level. I think this is suspected of favoritism and fraud, and I don't agree!"

Wang Li nodded when he heard this. He had also heard of the title of Ma Ao Shen's right hand. It was no joke that he could completely control the card.

"Did I ask you to agree?"

Ma Ao glanced at him disdainfully, then said, "Of course, it's time for you to quit the competition automatically now, but the premise is that you have to cut off your own arm and spit out all the rewards you won before."

"Otherwise, you can only continue playing with me according to the rules."

"And I am still the dealer in the third level tonight."

"Do you have any objections?"

Kong Qing also laughed sarcastically: "Of course, if you are really afraid of being cut off your hands, there is another way, which is acceptable."

"You three, go outside the gate of Baile Palace, kneel on the steps, kowtowed at us for a hundred times, and then called our ancestors a hundred times. I can consider not to argue with you, what?"
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