Chapter 256: Poke the eyes of men (1/2)

The moment you stepped into the club, Lan Youyou's beautiful Liu Mei frowned.

Obviously, she didn't like the dark place. And those stinky men who made her want to poke their eyes at first glance!

As for the group of prostitutes, Lan Youyou can't wait to tear off the poor covering on them.

Lan Youyou also hoped that Feng Xinglang would take her to a quiet place, only the two of them, whether luxurious or humble, as long as they could spend the night with him.

Feeling Lan Youyou's unpleasant mood, and having the resistance to retreat, Feng Xinglang probed the long arm and gently passed her waist.

”What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?”

”Feng Xinglang, why are you bringing me here? You know I don't like this kind of dirty place!”

Even if Lan Youyou is angry, don't have her glamorous side.

”Why is this place dirty? Even if it's not very clean, it's a good night club! You Miss Lan Youyou has been playing piano in a night club for more than half a month! Why didn't you abandon the night club's dirty Dirty? ”

Feng Xinglang smiled coldly. He reminded Lan Youyou anytime, anywhere: you still owe my brother's blood debt!

Lan Youyou's delicate face instantly condensed. She knew that Feng Xinglang hated her, but was alarmed that Feng Xinglang hated her so much anytime, anywhere! As long as she is with her, it seems to be full of hatred!

”Okay, let's make some supper money and leave! Be good!”

Seeing the woman's obedient calm down, Feng Xinglang coaxed Lan Youyou and walked inside with her waist.

The waiter greeted him and Feng Xinglang delivered the luggage in his hand freely.

”A box full of dollars! I have never seen so much money before? Go and exchange for this uncle for chips!”

Feng Xinglang is of course acting. I look like an uncle!

He interpreted the rich second generation of an upstart household. Perhaps he had only one purpose, which attracted the attention of others.

The waiters just smiled professionally: they deal with money every day. For a little money, it will be enough for the next two bets.

But the one who comes is God. They will not feel poor and love the rich. Not at least on the surface.

Fengxing Langhuan watched a circle, playing cards, dice, roulette, various instruments are turning; exclamations, sighs, cheers, women's screams, men's roar, and so on, Staggered together, a rotten atmosphere of money piled up.

Feng Xinglang saw the Italian! He was surrounded by three people, far or near.

One of the pestles against the wall was like a telephone pole. The two fools who do not squint, have a fight with Cong Gang! It should be the professional killer in Ye Shinian's mouth.

Feng Xing embraced Lan Youyou's waist, and walked towards Italy.

The waiter followed, carrying the redeemed chips.

In fact, the suitcase that Feng Xinglang passed was empty. Only the props for acting. But the waiter's chips on the plate are considerable, and it looks like there are as many as 20-30 million.

”Uncle Ben deserves you! Play with you!”

Uncle Feng Xinglang pushed out two million chips.

Playing stud. It's simple and convenient. And the rules of the game are simple.

Comparison of hand types: Flush> Fourth> Fulhouse> Flush> Straight> Three> Second Pair> Single Pair> Scatter.