Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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"Your young master?" Ye Chen froze, and he could not help but turn his eyes, and instantly understood what was going on. Didn't he win too much? Even the big and big gambling houses have persuaded. In such a struggle, this gambling house will close sooner or later.

"Little friend, please!" The old brunette man smiled as much as possible.

"I'm fine, I'll go first ..."

"Where to go." Ye Chen just wanted to drive away, and was taken back by the old man in black, pulled directly to the third floor, and went to the Tianzihao room.

Ye Chen was thrown in the whole, and one did not stand firmly and lay directly on the ground.

When the wolverines got up, he found that the room was more chic, bright and full of air, and there was a direction of spirit grass floating in the air. It smelled refreshing.

"I said buddy, don't take you like this." Soon, there was a voice, the young man in white with a gourd.

"What did I do?" Although he knew what the youth in white said, Ye Chen was shaking his head and pretending to be stupid.

"I won't win more than two million yuan from me in half an hour, isn't it too unreasonable?"

"No, I'm lucky and wrong? I was going to leave, but I was upset by your people." Ye Chen slapped his lips, still annoyed by what happened just now, the main thing is delay He made money.

"That's why we offended." The young man in white smiled. "It's a fate when we meet. I don't know if you can have a drink."

"You won't poison me in the wine!" Ye Chen coughed, but still sat down.

"Give me ten guts and I dare not be in Dancheng!"

"This is also true."

"Under the sky." The young man in white poured a glass of wine for Ye Chen himself and looked at Ye Chen with a smile. "I don't know how to call him."

"Just call me dusty night." Ye Chen grinned.

"Dust night friend!" Ling Xiaogan coughed when a glass of wine came down. "Can you please raise your expensive hand and go to another gambling house to play two? We are not able to stand you like this!"

"Don't! I want to play two more?"

"You play two more, I should close the casino." Ling Xiao rubbed his brows fiercely.

"Then I don't care, I like to play here." Ye Chen's dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

"Do you think this is okay?" Ling Xiao poured a glass of wine for Ye Chen and looked at Ye Chen with a smile. "I gave Taoyou two million yuan to the gambling house, so don't toss us here, can you? "

"Two million, a little less." Ye Chen opened her ears and looked out of the window.

Seeing Ye Chen doing this, Ling Xiaoqiang resisted the urge to hit people, but still smiled, "In this way, I will give you a name at the casino, you don't have to do anything. Every year, I pay you 3 million spirits. Is that okay? "

"Okay, that's it." Ye Chen answered this time with a light heart.

People! Sometimes it ca n’t be too greedy. This Xiaoxiao can open a gambling house in Dancheng. There must be a huge force behind him. If he sees well, he will have to take it. He has already been stared at it. If you do n’t have money, you might kill yourself.

Ling Xiao is a smart person. He Ye Chen is not stupid. It is just a good agreement. I have money to collect. Naturally, it will not block your financial path and win-win cooperation.

"In this way, I thanked my friends." Ling Xiao was also free and easy, and handed a storage bag to Ye Chen. In a word, he could never do anything that could be solved by spending money.

"Where and where, and win-win cooperation!" Ye Chen grinned, Bian Bianer took the storage bag, did not pull the mouth late, glanced inside, but only two million spirits.

"Today, next year, Daoyou can bring those three million." Ling Xiao smiled.

"Understand." Ye Chen grinned, and Ma Liu shoved the storage bag into her arms. This time, nearly five million spiritual stones were obtained, and she could still receive three million each year. This is a good thing. Will anyone believe if you say it?

"The money was collected, the wine was drunk, and the matter was over, so I left first." Ye Chen waved his hand and ran away.

After he left, the dark-haired old man walked in impatiently, "Young Master, millions of spirits, you too ..."

"What do you want me to do!" Ling Xiao shook his head helplessly. "He must have a special sky eye to see through the dice, otherwise he won't succeed every time. Such a person can't be anxious, or he will win like him Go on, it won't take a day, the gambling house will be closed. "

"It won't be easy, I'll ask some people to get him ..."

"Don't come here." Ling Xiao gave a soft sigh. "Do not try to do anything that can spend money. Millions of spirits, from my Ling family, if you believe my vision, listen to me, rather than follow him. Being an enemy, I prefer to be friends with him. "

"Subordinates understand."

Here, Ye Chen has already left the gambling house. He did not make trouble in this gambling house anymore, man! You have to talk about credibility, or that sentence, you ca n’t be too greedy. If you annoy them, you wo n’t know how to die.

However, he did not play in this casino, but did not say that he did not play in other casinos.

Dancheng is very big. After he inquired about this, he learned that there are two gambling houses in Dancheng. Although it is not as big as this gambling house, it can also catch oil and water.

Soon, he broke into another gambling house, and after winning a million dollars, he was invited to drink tea by the gambling house owner.

This tea wasn't expensive, I was walking around with a million spirit stones from the casino owner. Before leaving, Ye Chen could still see the painful face of the casino owner.

"Two million more." Ye Chen grinned, closed the storage bag, and passed towards the third gambling house.

This gambling house is much smaller, and the business is not as good as the other two. Ye Chen is not too much. Plus the money given by the gambling house owner is only about 1.1 million.

"This mother-in-law didn't find out about this before." Ye Chenhuai, carrying eight million spirit stones, was quite energetic, not even walking.

Being rich is his mother's confidence. He bought it all the way, stalls, shops, and whenever he fancy things, he will not hesitate to shoot. There is no way, Grandpa is rich.

"Senior, I want these two pieces of black iron and black steel." Standing in front of a small booth, Ye Chen pointed directly at the two pieces of black iron and black steel that were the size of a watermelon on the booth.

The owner of the booth is an old sackclother. After looking up and down Ye Chen, he asked tentatively, "Little guy, these two pieces of black iron and black steel are worth a lot. Do you have so much money?"

"High value?" Ye Chen blinked and looked at the old Mai Mai, "how much would that cost."

"One million, no bargain."

"It's okay, I have money." Ye Chen grinned, passed a storage bag, and then put the two pieces of black iron and black steel into the storage bag. Ye Chen looked at him for a moment.

"Go away." Ye Chen waved her hand and patted the storage bag, and blossomed in her heart.

The harvest this time is quite rich. Only 8 million of the spirit stone flowers are left with less than 3 million. He returned with a full load. The materials of the rare spirit grass, spiritual tools, spiritual jade, beads, and refining tools are really I bought everything.

Cool!

Ye Chenhuang walked along the street, and his face was short of "Shuang".

While walking, a gray-haired old man came out of the oblique side and stopped him.

"Senior is something wrong?" Ye Chen looked at the gray-haired old man in doubt.

"My son wants to ask you to go up for a drink." The gray-clad old man said faintly. There was almost no emotional fluctuation in Laolianshan, and his whole body was exuding a cold breath. Although the old eyes were turbid, they shone with a sharp light.

"This man is a killer." Ye Chen murmured in his heart. Before, he was engaged in intelligence. The killers in the Intelligence Cabinet basically have this temperament.

"Your son?" After murmuring, Ye Chen looked at the old man in doubt again.

"That's my son." The gray-clad old man didn't explain too much, but pointed to a magnificent restaurant on the side of the street, sitting next to the window on the third floor, sitting like a weak scholar, but handsome. Dropping people.

Hearing that, Ye Chen looked up sideways, and suddenly hesitated, "Ji Ningshuang."