Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

   Chapter 585

   "Ah...hand...brother..."

In the living room of the Fan's Mansion in Mid-Levels Villa, the fire in the fireplace was blazing, occasionally crackling, but this small sound was soon overshadowed by desperate wailing.

There was a figure wriggling on the high-end handmade woolen blanket, covered in blood, and the snow-white blanket was all scarlet and messy, and the tortured figure was dying. After the extreme pain, the spirit gradually disappeared, eyes and ears. The nose and mouth are constantly fermenting tears and saliva.

  The strong smell of rust in the air is disgusting, and the assailant leaned on the table, carrying his hand and smiling strangely: "Hey, this is your hand, come and take it~"

  The voice is sharp and hoarse, extremely bad.

  The twin brothers finally couldn't stand the torture, and fainted as soon as he felt soft.

   "Take it down." Qu Xue stood up and ordered his subordinates, waiting for the bodyguard outside the door to help them out. Fan Jingyu stood up angrily and pointed the finger at the opposite side.

"Zhan Chen, are you a game or a murder? You put such a heavy hand in front of Dad, next time you have to chop off my hand?" His face is covered with blood, and he can taste it with just one mouth. When it was bloody, it was so disgusting that he didn't even care about the superficial affection, and directly called his name.

"My people don't take the initiative to pick things out." Although Zhan Chen still has lingering fears, his attitude on the face is very firm. The steel blade that was dropped just now is obviously a deliberate weapon. The one on the table is his hand."

   "You fart!" Fan Jingyu lost his wife and broke the army again, getting angry directly.

  At this time, Fan Jiaojiao, who was splashed with blood, suddenly muttered to herself, "Stop hand...brilliant...Ghost hand and magician...Magician! He is a magician!"

  After she woke up suddenly, she let out a scream, staggered back several steps and fell to the ground, her expression horrified.

  Magician.

When everyone was reminded by her, they remembered that a while ago, a strange gambler kicked the restaurant, and he abolished Dulong’s hand in public. It is said that at that time Fatty Huang sent out many of his subordinates to chase him down. The man asked for a hand.

It's him. Fan Jingyu's expression changed in a moment when he was startled.

"Oh, it's rare for anyone to remember me. It's a great honor." The young man crouched and glanced at the girl behind him with a smile. His eyes fell on the opponent's hand as if it seemed to have done a manicure. After the nails, he frowned disgustingly, then turned to face Fan Jingyu, playing with the taste: "Oh, I'm really sorry, I got you dirty, I don't know if it is you dirty or I am dirty?"

  The seemingly ordinary dialogue sounds very familiar, isn't it just the dirty sentence that Fan Jingyu satirized the magician on the side of the sofa.

  When he said something, the youth splashed him all over.

This kind of blemishable personality made Fan Jingyu retreat from the table, feeling that his wrists were getting cold, and he couldn't find Zhan Chen's troubles. He could only yell at the powerless girl, "The surnamed Lu, I told You, this is at the Fan's house, you'd better take care of your people, this is not where you go all the way."

The young girl stood behind the magician and witnessed the whole process from start to finish. When everyone couldn't help being disgusted and distanced, she was the only one who stayed still, turning her head slightly when she heard the words, hiding in the black-rimmed glasses. His eyes were calm and almost cruel, "The gambling table only talks about winning or losing. Regardless of the means, we won this game."

She wore a pure white cotton skirt like a white flower blooming in a greenhouse. She seldom spoke in a low-key manner throughout the entire scene. She just stood behind the team members. At this moment, she opened her mouth to surprise people suddenly. It is the real manipulator behind the scenes.

  The reason why they can have no scruples is because there are girls behind them.

"Miss Lu was right." Fan Hong, who had been in a fake sleep without waiting for Fan Jingyu to jump into a thunder, suddenly said, with his fingertips on his knees and still beating the beat of the Beijing opera on TV, his mouth slowly said: "Jing Yu, You should study hard with Miss Lu."

  Learn what is not to be surprised, calm and steady, learn what is to stop anger, not to show off the surface, to be cruel and not to show murderous aura.

   "Dad..." Fan Jingyu still wanted to argue unwillingly, but in the end he could only lower his head, "I see."

  He can be disrespectful to anyone, but he cannot resist the head of the family. Because Fan Hong is not only the head of the Fan family, but also the helm of the entire casino.

   In the second game, the ivory white was dyed bright red in the endgame. Fan Jingyu abstained and Zhan Chen won.

"Although I said that it was two wins in three games, because of the stakes, if Miss Lu can't win the third game, she will also have to withdraw from the game." After the indoor carpet and mahjong table were cleaned up, everyone returned to the sofa. At this time, the lawyer was holding the contract announcing that the money to read the third round was still a must-see battle with you but not me.

   "How do you sign such an unequal treaty? It doesn't look like yours." Cui Jiali frowned when she heard it.

  Qin Qing pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, lowered her eyes and gave a chuckle, and whispered in a low voice, "No, she was the one who suffered."

Um? Cui Jiali didn't know the agreement between them, and she couldn't figure it out for a while.

  In the eyes of most people, this decision is the most unwise choice for a girl.

  Qin Qing just laughed and didn't want to explain more. After nodding and agreeing to the lawyer's notarization, he bypassed the sofa and was about to sit down. When passing by the magician on the way, Qin Qing saw the other party in a daze.

   "What's the matter?" She asked softly, she rarely saw the other person, and she was a little curious.

   "That woman..." The magician twisted her neck, trying to say something, but stopped the topic when she found that the occasion was wrong, and shook her head slightly, "When you finish betting, I have something to tell you."

  Qin Qing frowned, realizing that this is not a trivial matter, but also knowing that she can't be distracted now, so she nodded, "Okay, I'll talk about it when we go back."

After saying this, she stepped around the other person, walked to the sofa, and sat down opposite Qu Xue.

  Since just now, they have been standing behind the team members, and the last one came to the finale. And the significance of this one is far more than the winning or losing of the game.

Qu Xue's correct sitting posture has the courage of a soldier, and she is meticulous in her hair to the soles of her feet. It is not difficult to see the rigorous life style and the personality of striving for perfection. She is familiar with the principle of the battlefield that counts every second. She took the lead after the girl took her seat. With a cold tone, "According to the information, Miss Lu's luck is very good. I think this time I will use luck to tell the winners and losers."

  Luck.

  Qin Qing half-dipped her eyes, and a cold smile flicked across her eyes.

  Knowing that she can't win by her strength, she made a soft knife. This woman is much smarter than her sister Qu Li.

  (End of this chapter)