Agent Mad Doctor

Chapter 103 PY Cangshu's real deity (2)
"You're joking." Who doesn't know that the following dance party is a dance party, but in fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see it. It's just a disguised blind date for rich people.

"Where's the casino?" Yang Suhuan looked at Yu Feihan.

"If you're interested, we'll go and have a look." Yu Feihan himself has no hobbies in this area.

Yang Suhuan smiled slightly, turned around, and continued to look at the mountains: "Actually, I still like the mountains and rivers here."

"You don't plan to watch all the way here, do you?" Yu Feihan laughed. Yu Feihan was originally an indifferent person, so this smile made his originally rigid expression softer. Yang Suhuan praised frankly: " You should smile more."

Yu Feihan didn't know if he was going to say something, but he heard a very discordant disturbing voice.

"Yo, a young couple."

Yang Suhuan and Yu Feihan looked at it and frowned slightly. They turned out to be the pair of brothers who were demon cultivators, and there was a person standing beside them. Yang Suhuan could recognize this person, and it was Yang Suxiang from the Yang family.

Yang Suhuan never thought that Yang Suxiang would appear here, and he was with the demon cultivator.

"Sixth Sister." Yang Suxiang greeted Yang Suhuan with a forced smile when she saw Yang Suhuan.

Yang Suhuan said indifferently: "Why did you come here?"

"If you can come, I can come too." Yang Suxiang said directly, as if trying to imagine something for Yang Su.

Yang Suhuan smiled indifferently: "Indeed, but the difference is that I am a waste of the Yang family, an abandoned son abandoned by the Yang family, and although you are not a genius of the Yang family, you are also a rare talent for cultivating in the Yang family. You know, the Yang family's family motto is very clear, if you don't reach the seventh stage of martial arts, you can't leave the Yang family."

The Yang family's martial arts cultivates physical fitness and soul strength, so martial arts also have levels. Martial arts are divided into nine levels, and the Yang family outside, if they are not special geniuses approved by the family, or abandoned sons, others If one wanted to leave the Yang family and enter the world, one had to cultivate to the seventh stage of martial soul, and Yang Suxiang, a discerning person could tell at a glance that now he was only at the fourth stage of martial arts, and he was still far away from the seventh stage.

"I came with the two seniors, can't I?" Yang Suxiang looked up a little proudly, as if she felt that she was superior to others.

"Okay, then you guys continue to play, Yu Feihan, let's go into the cabin and have a look. I am very curious about those gambling skills. I have seen many gambling kings and gamblers on TV. Now I just watch the live version." Yang Suhuan, who originally didn't intend to study gambling skills, changed his mind, ignored Yang Suxiang, and told Yu Feihan instead.

Yu Feihan nodded: "Okay, let's go in." Yu Feihan didn't even nod to greet other people present.

As soon as Yang Suhuan and Yu Feihan left, the junior brother frowned: "Senior brother, what do you think?"

The senior brother was thoughtful: "Although the girl looks pretty, she has not cultivated, and the man has not cultivated, but the talent is very rare, but it seems that she is a little older."

"Brother, our cultivation methods are different, so what if we are older?" The younger brother said directly.

The senior brother pondered for a moment, then nodded: "That's right, you're right, our cultivation methods are different, at best we can find more stoves." After speaking, he glanced at Yang Suxiang thoughtfully, and the two senior brothers showed a smile on their faces. A smile that they only understand.

Although Yang Suhuan and Yu Feihan walked into the cabin, Yang Suhuan was worried. Although Yang Suxiang said that he came with the senior, Yang Suhuan could tell that Yang Suxiang was lying.

Moreover, the martial arts of the Yang family are not cultivating demons, and remembering what PY Cangshu said, the brothers and sisters have destroyed at least ten women in their hands, so I am a little worried.

Even the daughter of an ordinary family would worry about everything with a demon cultivator, let alone Yang Suxiang.

Although Yang Suhuan didn't think he was from the Yang family, and always emphasized that the Yang family had nothing to do with him, Yang Suxiang did have a blood relationship with him after all, and if it wasn't too much, he wouldn't take it to heart.

"Huan'er, I'm worried." PY Cangshu sighed slightly.

Yang Suhuan smiled helplessly: "This blood is still the same, master, do you think people can really let go of love?"

PY Cangshu was silent for a long time before saying: "Let's give up? I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"Has Master ever let go?" Yang Suhuan curiously asked PY Cangshu.

PY Cangshu pondered for a moment: "In fact, I don't need to give up deliberately. When I became immortal because of my cultivation, when I saw my relatives die one by one in front of me, before I knew it, they were gone. This affection."

"What about love?" Yang Suhuan blurted out.

"Love?" PY Cang choked, his face seemed to change slightly, but he didn't answer Yang Suhuan.

Yang Suhuan couldn't get PY Cangshu's answer for a long time, and he felt slightly disappointed in his heart. It seems that PY Cangshu avoids love.

Yang Suhuan didn't ask, because he was afraid of facing the answer, and because he and Yu Feihuan went to a gambling table together.

I have to say that the owner of this cruise ship is still very powerful, and even arranged the cabin on the second floor into a casino, with all kinds of gambling equipment. The place where Yang Suhuan and the others went was a place where dice bet on the size of the dice.

"Would you like to try it?" Yu Feihan said so, and he had already exchanged the chips in his hand for Yang Suhuan.

Yang Suhuan looked at the chips in his hand, the color was red, and the word "[-]" was written on it, the little red thing of emotion was worth [-].

Yang Suhuan saw that he had ten in his hand, and Yu Feihan also had ten in his hand: "I exchanged 200 million, and we can play casually. Anyway, it doesn't matter if we lose, and it's a windfall if we win."

Yang Su heard the illusion, so he casually went to the betting place, glanced at the dice, and asked Yu Feihan, "Do you think it is big or small."

Yu Feihan slightly touched the gambling table with his hand, and then smiled: "Small." As he spoke, he threw a chip on the gambling table.

"Then I'll vote small." Yang Suhuan chuckled. In fact, she cheated. She had already used her unusual eyes to see the size of the dice.

"The size is up." The croupier yelled, and turned on the dice thrower. Sure enough, the actual number was one, two, three: "The number is one, two, three, small."

In an instant, Yang Suhuan and Yu Feihan had a lot of bargaining chips in front of them. Yang Suhuan casually took a handle and laughed, "It's really quick to make money this way."

Yu Feihan smiled: "Play it again, it's still small." He didn't count the chips on the table, and pushed them out directly.

Yang Suhuan naturally laughed lightly, and pushed it out. He knew the result a long time ago, so Yang Suhuan had no reason to send the money to the door.

"One, two, three, little." The croupier's voice made everyone present in an uproar. Among them, someone who knew Yu Feihan came over, "Mr. Yu, you're lucky today."

(End of this chapter)