Super Golden Eye

Zhou Zhifeng is the young master of the Zhou family and the helm of the gambling trip. After listening to his subordinate's report, without changing his face, he whispered a few words to the entourage at the side, and then waved his hand to let him go down.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Zhou Zhiyuan sat next to Zhou Zhifeng and asked in a low voice.

Zhou Zhifeng shook his head and said it was all right. Changing the subject, he asked about the helper Zhou Zhiyuan had invited.

"Xiao Ding was invited back from Thailand. Despite his gentle appearance, he is a disciple of the Thai God of Gamblers. There is a saying, yes, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger! This is the style he followed. .” Zhou Zhiyuan said with a chuckle.

Zhou Zhiyuan has no big ambitions and only wants to have fun. Knowing his own virtues, he does not fight or grab, and has been concentrating on being Zhou Zhifeng's dog's leg since he can remember, but Zhou Zhifeng follows suit.

But he was very unlucky today, and he bit his tongue before he finished speaking. There was a scream, and the person rolled off the chair.

Zhou Zhifeng frowned, secretly thinking that Zhiyuan was getting more and more unpromising, and shook his head.

Zhou Xiaosang next to him snorted coldly, secretly said that he deserved it, and stared at Fang Yang on the gambling table.

The dice had reached the second round, and the strength of the ghost hand became even stronger. None of the seven players left the field in the first round, but the second round was different.

Not to mention the addition of one dice, the ghost hand also asked everyone to write the guessed points on the white cardboard.

And he also increased the difficulty. With a flick of his wrist, four dice flew into the dice clock. There was no crackling sound, but a series of wonderful drumbeats.

"Rolling the dice makes a sound. Unexpectedly, Master Ghost Hand's technique has reached this point."

"It's hard to guess now!"

There was a sudden discussion, and the ghost hand's movements became more and more mysterious. He made a series of difficult movements, at first glance it was for tricks, but in fact, it was a defense against hearing and vision.

Of the seven players at the gaming table, six of them were serious, for fear of mishearing a link. Only Fang Yang looked left and right, not paying attention to the dice clock at all.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaosang, who was not far away, felt his heart sink slightly. She wanted to remind Fang Yang, but the gamble had already begun, and outsiders were not allowed to enter the game without a reason.

"Damn Fang Yang, if you lose the bet, it's up to me to deal with you." Zhou Xiaosang's complexion changed slightly, and he bit his lips tightly. She glared at Fang Yang, who actually grinned at him.

Snapped!

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and everyone was startled.

But the startling sound was not the sound of the bell falling from the hands of ghosts, but Fang Yang slapped the table hard, and then stood up from the chair.

"Fang Yang, what are you doing!" Wu Jun cursed. The ghost hand is very powerful, and he has always listened to it. Fang Yang will interfere with it, and it will have a great impact.

Cao Miaoyu clenched the tip of her nose and said nothing. Kang Xinghui didn't take it seriously at all, and still concentrated on it.

As for the others, they were quite talkative and glared at Fang Yang.

But Fang Yang didn't take it seriously, instead he smiled shyly: "I'm sorry, Master Ghost Hand's unique skill in rolling dice is too good, I can't help but applaud him."

"Country bumpkin!" Ding Sifu, who was also serving Zhou's family, snorted coldly. He reached out and pushed his glasses, but Fang Yang looked contemptuous.

Fang Yang smiled and was not angry. After listening for a few seconds, he suddenly clapped his hands in applause.

At this moment, the faces of the seven people changed completely, because at the same time as Fang Yang clapped his hands, the ghost hand's dice clock fell off the table.

The last touch was almost blocked by Fang Yang's voice, and everyone only heard two or three points correctly.

When playing dice to guess the number, the most important thing is to drop the dice clock.

How many times the dice is turned, and what time it is, are all particular. People who are good at gambling can use their ears to distinguish the number of times the dice hit, so as to guess the number.

But the strength of the ghost hand is very strong, and this process is simply inaccurate. I had to wait for the final roll of the dice, and Fang Yang made such a fuss, well, the result of the guess was greatly reduced.

"Let's guess." Guishou glanced at Fang Yang, feeling a little strange.

This little guy was making trouble all the time, and he didn't even listen to it. It was probably sent by the Zhou family to disrupt the situation. Among these people, Ji Yun, Kang Xinghui, Wu Jun and Cao Miaoyu are the strongest. After three rounds, only the four of them should be left.

"Xiao Sang, you found that kid, he's not very good, but he's good at making trouble." Zhou Zhiyuan bit his tongue and sneered.

He didn't like Zhou Xiaosang since he was a child, and whenever he had the opportunity, he would suppress her.

Zhou Xiaosang was sweating for Fang Yang, but he refused to admit defeat: "The result didn't come out, so it doesn't mean who wins and loses."

"Just argue, I'll see how you win. Oh, my mouth." Zhou Zhiyuan wanted to say something, but he bit his lip again, and the scream sounded again, drawing sideways glances.

"Fang Yang, you have to fight hard." Zhou Xiaosang looked at Fang Yang, feeling uncertain. I can only pray secretly, hoping that he will win.

At the gaming table, everyone wrote down the results. But before opening it, Wu Jun suddenly said, "Fang Yang, do you dare to bet with me?"

After speaking, his eyes swept over Ding Sifu.

"What are you betting on?" Fang Yang narrowed his slender eyes, and he saw Wu Jun's little move just now.

But before Wu Jun continued to speak, he waved his hand and said to himself: "No, I'm lucky today, so let's forget it. After all, you are a guest from afar. Let me save some face for you."

"Then I'll bet you." The silent Ding Sifu suddenly stood up.

"You bet with me?" Fang Yang was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at Wu Jun, and understood immediately. After a long time, this person is a spy. But why is he turning back now?

"Wu Jun gave you a lot of money to betray the Zhou family." Fang Yang said. He looked up at the psychedelic killing array, good guy, the thick black line runs from top to bottom, and it will get into Ding Sifu's head in minutes.

"Zhiyuan, what's going on!" Zhou Zhifeng's face turned cold, and his voice was majestic.

Zhou Zhiyuan was stunned. Ding Sifu was a master he invited back from Thailand. Why did he get cold feet and turn against him?

No, there must be some misunderstanding. Zhou Zhiyuan hurriedly stood up to ask what happened, but he stumbled and fell face to the ground.

Whoops!

Zhou Zhiyuan covered his face and screamed, and everyone burst into laughter.

Zhou Zhifeng's face turned red and then turned pale, and the Zhou family's face was so fucking lost: "Take Zhiyuan down for me!"

Besides, at the gambling table, Ding Sifu pushed his glasses, looked at Zhou Zhiyuan who was being taken away, and said, "You gave me two million, and he gave me ten million. Sorry, I love money."

"You wait for me!" Zhou Zhiyuan yelled, he looked unwilling, he lost all face today, the most important thing is that he doesn't know how to explain when he goes back.

Ding Sifu didn't care at all, he didn't take the money casually, besides the money, Wu Jun also had to guarantee his safety. In other words, it was the Yan family who wanted to ensure his safety.

As for his role, he originally wanted to wait until the last round before rebelling. But Fang Yang is really in the way. Although this guy's gambling skills are not very good, there are too many unstable factors. Get him down first to ensure Wu Jun's victory.

What's more, his own existence is not purely to win the game. Instead, the Zhou family made a fool of themselves. Let me just ask, if the people invited by the Wu family suddenly helped the Yan family, it would be a shame.

"Just bet. If you guess correctly, I will lose 3 million to you. Otherwise, you will give me 3 million." Ding Sifu said.

Fang Yang smiled. These days there are still people who take the initiative to send money to the door: "3 million is too little. Didn't Wu Jun give you 10 million, then let's bet 10 million."

"Ten million, this kid is crazy."

"He was making trouble just now, and he didn't listen at all."

"Isn't this giving people money for nothing!"

"Xiao Sang, is this the master you invited from Jiangbei?" This was the second time Zhou Zhifeng got angry today. He glanced at Zhou Xiaosang, feeling very upset.

Zhou Xiaosang didn't speak, just stared at Fang Yang. At this moment, her heart is already in chaos. Fang Yang, Fang Yang, what are you doing!

"Ten million is ten million, Fang Yang, you're doomed!" Ding Sifu laughed loudly. He had seen stupid people, but he had never seen stupid ones. He felt that he had learned a lot today: "Thank you Zhou family for giving me a gift of 20 million yuan. I will definitely spend this money well."

"Master Ghost Hand, I still guess 456, 15 o'clock." Fang Yang turned over the white cardboard and said.

Ding Sifu also turned over his own white cardboard, on which was written, 3, 4, 5, 12 o'clock.

Others also turned over the white cardboard one after another. Kang Xinghui, Wu Jun, Ji Yun and Cao Miaoyu all wrote 15 o'clock. Shen Jishu, like Ding Sifu, guessed 12 o'clock.

Ding Sifu's face changed suddenly, he looked up at the ghost hand, and shouted that it was impossible.

The ghost hand shook his head and turned on the dice clock. It was not 3, 4, 5, but 15 o'clock, because he rolled out three 5 o'clock.

"Impossible, this is impossible." Ding Sifu took a step back, unbelievable.

Fang Yang smiled, looked at him and said: "Three 5s, I guess 4, 5, 6. The overall word count is the same, so it is considered a win. Sorry, my luck today is not very good, but it is better than yours. Ten million, I accept it."