Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 490 Want to win the gambling king, what a joke?
"Master Qier, I believe in you!"

There was an uproar among the crowd, and then more and more people started booing.

Smith Chell's face turned red and white.

He began to tremble slightly, 30 billion, really need to think about it.

damn it!
Can't you let me think about it quietly!

Smith Chell was roaring in his heart.

He heard the noise of the people around him and couldn't calm down more and more.

The unyielding anger in his heart gradually ignited.

This gamble was started at his own request.

If he didn't continue to gamble, his reputation as the third son of the Qier family would be ruined, and he would never be able to hold his head up in this city of Missiri.

As a dignified nobleman, Smith Chell would not like such a thing to happen.

Wu Xuan chuckled softly: "Have you considered it? Don't make everyone wait too long. I'll go back and take a bath with the two beauties in a while."

"Yeah..." The people around echoed without fear of getting into trouble.

"Are you coming or not?"

There are these booers watching the show beside them, attacking Smith Chell's inner line of defense.

Wu Xuan didn't believe that this kid wouldn't agree.

He wants to return all the humiliation Huaxia suffered in the game of gambling to the other party intact.

Smithchell's mind was filled with the noise of those around him.

As if to add fuel to his anger, the arrogance of not admitting defeat is getting higher and higher.

Finally he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Okay!"

He slammed his hand on the utensil, and gave Wu Xuan a cold look.

Put the dice inside and you are ready to roll the dice.

Wu Xuan sneered, and finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Just when Smith Chell was about to start shaking, a veteran hand with vicissitudes of life was placed on his hand.

The uproar of the crowd stopped abruptly, because they were trying to figure out who the master of this veteran was.

"Third Young Master, let me come!" the old man said slowly.

Smith Chell glanced at it, his eyes flickering.

Suddenly, there was a gasp in the crowd, followed by an exclamation of exclamation.

"It turned out to be him!"

"Severed Finger Gambling King - Harry."

"I didn't expect to see him once in my lifetime."

"The king of gambling is here, he is the king of gambling!"

……

The booing crowd had forgotten the atmosphere just now.

Started to worship Harry, full of praise and admiration.

Seeing that the voices of the crowd were getting louder and louder, Smith Cheer immediately nodded and said, "Okay then, I'll trouble you!"

Wu Xuan said proudly: "Please help, whatever you want. I'm not afraid!"

He began to observe Harry, who was called the king of gambling with severed fingers.

This person is about 60 years old, looks very vicissitudes of life.

The wrinkles on the face seem to be able to kill a row of flies, and the eyes hidden in the wrinkles are deep and waveless.

After seeing his left hand, Wu Xuan was a little surprised.

"Sure enough, it's a severed finger..."

Harry's left hand is missing two fingers.

Could it be that he is called the gambling king with severed fingers?

Seeing Wu Xuan's arrogant appearance, Smith Cheer became angry, and gave up the position to gambling king Harry.

He sneered in his heart, let this Huaxia boy be arrogant and conceited, and seek his own death.

This severed-fingered gambler is best at rolling dice.

One-handed gambling skills are superb!
If not, Smith Chell would not dare to easily let others bet on such a big game.

The abdication was due to a great deal of confidence in Smithsell.

"Little friend, let me meet you."

Harry's voice was flat, but it suddenly pushed the atmosphere to an unprecedented level.

Wu Xuan was a little speechless, why are these people so excited about an old man?

No matter how powerful a person is, he is just a gambler.

Wu Xuan sneered: "Then I'll play with you, a disabled person!"

The muscles at the corners of Harry's mouth twitched, obviously angry.

Wu Xuan felt that these spectators were too lacking in backbone.

He obviously won ten games in a row, so he can be called the God of Gamblers.

Many people turned their backs after the old man Harry appeared on the stage.

He wanted to see how powerful this severed-finger gambling king was.

Gambling King Harry put his palm on the dice shaker, and a special aura involuntarily emanated out.

Wu Xuan was a little surprised, this kind of aura can only be born by people who have been in the casino for many years and who are sure of winning.

"As expected, this old man is very unusual." Wu Xuan was surprised.

Cupid said quietly: "You have to be careful, I think this old man is probably very powerful."

Athena also said: "Since the bastard Qieer dared to hand over 30 billion US dollars to the old man, he must have his plan."

Wu Xuan signaled that there is no need to worry, and he said confidently: "If you have confidence in me, it's gambling with money. Maybe I'm poor and only have money left."

If it wasn't for his dislike of gambling, he might have become a world-famous God of Gamblers long ago.

Harry didn't start rolling the dice in a hurry, but quietly stared at Wu Xuan with those deep eyes.

Wu Xuan also looked at each other, his eyes met, and there was a fierce fighting in the dark.

Everyone exclaimed, this is the legendary duel between the king of gamblers and the god of gamblers.

Before the game begins, momentum will also determine success or failure.

If anyone loses, there will be no chance of winning.

However, the winner was not determined. Harry said in surprise: "You are very unusual."

Wu Xuan's voice was calm: "To each other."

"However, that's all." Harry indifferently clenched the utensil.

Someone present asked: "Gambling King, can we make a bet!"

Broken Finger Gambling King put down the palm that was clenched on the utensil, and glanced at Wu Xuan.

Seeing Wu Xuan acquiesced, he also nodded calmly.

Seeing that the gambling king agreed, everyone couldn't hold back their excitement anymore.

This is a great time to make money!
After finally seeing the gambling king make a move, who would miss such an excellent opportunity.

"Let me give it a go, let me bet!"

Countless people flocked to it, and their goal seemed to be to eat up the betting table.

With a single brain, he bet all his chips towards the big one.

Everyone's decisiveness surprised Athena and Cupid.

How high is the gambling king Harry in the hearts of these people?

Wu Xuan looked at his "small" bet, there was only that 30 billion, not even a cent more.

He rolled his eyes helplessly.

This is too... I don't believe in my own strength.

Anyway, I won ten times in a row against Smith Chell.

Could it be that Smithchell's gambling skills are not worthy of giving Harry shoes in the eyes of everyone?
Smith Chell's face was not good-looking, and his eyes were extremely angry.

But thinking that Harry could win 30 billion for himself, he felt much better.

snort!
Huaxia boy, let you crawl out of Missili crying.

Those who had bet on Harry's victory were delighted, as if they would definitely win a huge amount of property.

"Is it really so powerful?" asked the person who didn't know how to do it.

Someone replied excitedly: "The gambling king with severed fingers has never lost a game of dice in his life, and he has never tasted defeat. Betting on him is blood money!"

"My God, it's so mysterious, I want to bet all my belongings."

Everyone, you say what I say!

Wu Xuan discovered that they were all praises of the gambling king's superb gambling skills.

Venus said unconvinced: "I don't believe in bullshit gambling kings, Wu Xuan quickly won him, let these people shut up!"

Smith Chell curled his lips, wanting to win the gambling king, it was a joke.

(End of this chapter)