Evil Awe-Inspiring 44 God Of Gamblers? God Of Bad Lucks?

I take a deep breath to hide my excitement.

The ring really works!

If I've always been a bit skeptical about the ring, then more and more things have convinced me. I have no doubt about the magic ring at all.

It's just... Will I suffer any bad things again?

Is there another fire accident at home? Uh... Is it necessary for me to call 911 first?

Trying to get rid of these distractions, I bend over and hit the ball.

Under my calm control, I finally play the normal level this time. I shot down three b.a.l.l.s, the fourth hit I missed.

Minister Kim has been depressed for quite a while. He could not help but take it. From his view, it was probably impossible to make such a beginner's mistake to hit the cue ball went into the bag.

I step back two steps, quietly watching him hit.

Elegant and steady pace, perfect cue holding posture, eagle-like sharp eyes, and a wonderful hit!

Bang!

Such a clear sound…

There is a beautiful black arc drawn in the mid-air, as if it is a faint coincidence with the mystery between heaven and earth!

Bang! A ball pops out of the table and falls to the ground.

I'm shocked.

Kim is shocked too.

Lady in red is shocked either.

Ball is. .h.i.t to fly down. The ball of black 8.

(Side pocket's rule of ball No. 8: If the ball of black 8 is. .h.i.t out of the table, the player is directly judged as loses.

"I… Fx.x.x!" Minister Kim's mouth grows up, his eyes are wide, and his face looks as if he has seen his wife stealing. He doesn't even notice that his cigar is dropped on the ground.

The lady there looks at me just like looing at a ghost!

Immediately the expression on my face converged. I make a very sincere look, walking over and pat Minister Kim on the shoulder, sighs: "Minister Kim, Men make mistakes; horses stumble. Do not need to mind."

Then start the third round.

This time is even more weird.

I hit the first shot, shot down a goal smoothly, and then I miss the second one, Minister Kim's turn.

On his first shoot, he shoots down three colored b.a.l.l.s. This time the cue ball is not in the bag, and the black 8 ball is also very safe.

But the problem is...

All three b.a.l.l.s in bag are all mines.

...

...

Half an hour later, he finally collapsed.

He is screaming angrily, takes the cue and slashes it on his thigh, snaps it in two, then throws it on the floor, and scolding, "Fx.x.x! What a h.e.l.l today!"

By heart, I think he's doing this perfectly normal, and it doesn't mean that his level is not good enough.

To tell the truth, his patience is really good.

Anyone else, in such a short period of time, three times cue ball in the bag, three times black 8 in the bag, three times. .h.i.t black 8 out of table, six times. .h.i.t the opposite side player's b.a.l.l.s in the bag.

No matter how good temper a man have, he must be crazy.

Even if you are Stephen Hendry or Ronnie O'Sullivan, meeting such weird thing, might be crazy too.

The lady sees the most clearly. She can see clearly that my level is only average, but I'm with such a ghostly tough luck. Now she is too frightened to say anything.

"Just stop here!" Minister Kim murmurs a few words in a low voice.

I sigh, put my hands behind me, then carefully, quietly take the ring off and put into pocket, go up to comfort him, and say a few compliments to express sincere praise for his skills. He is actually affected by this strange bad luck and not able to correct today.

Next, I talk to him with a mild tone of voice, careful not to stimulate him, and then invite him to play cards.

"Well, playing cards is also good, this d.a.m.n billiards can't be played anymore today." Kim shakes his head and his face is depressed. Then he takes out a stack of big pink banknotes from his wallet, calls the girl in red and foist into her hand without a glance, and, whispering, "Beauty, do you see what happened today?"

She is immediately speaking in a very sincere voice: "No, I just lost my mind. But you seems to be enjoying yourself today. Presumably played several good games again?" After that, she smiles sweetly.

"Um, smart!" Kim smiles satisfactorily, slaps the girl on her round b.u.t.tocks wrapped by skirt, and pulls me out of the billiard room.

No wonder he has given so many tips. It seems that he does not want to let the news today go out.

There is a high card room in the club, we ask for a small room, and then two people sit down to play cards. A lady in uniform is also standing beside us, serving us with tea and shuffling cards.

If playing billiard just now is a nightmare for Kim.

The time next for me, is worse than nightmares.

I have a plan in mind, just played the billiard, I defeated Minister Kim. In order to let him regain face, when playing cards, I should deliberately lose to him. After all, Nanny Fang's arrangement is to let Kim have fun, and to lose him at the same time. If I won the game of table tennis, then I would have to lose a few more games.

Shouldn't it be difficult? I thought to myself.

Kim is probably playing more in regular casinos, so we come up with BLACK JACK.

This game is quite suitable for two matches.

Unfortunately, my nightmare begins.

The first two cards send to me are a spade A and a red peach J.

BLACK JACK! The biggest card!

And the cards poor Minister Kim got... Forget it, I won't even want to have a look!

After I have taken three AJ in a row, I am sweating on my forehead. I quickly ask for a change.

Then we play Show-hand...

I take two rounds four A, three rounds four K, four rounds flush after all.

Kim is about to faint.

I notice that the hands of the shuffling beauty are shaking.

I feel my clothes on my back are soaked in cold sweat. Every time the girl gives me a card, I look like going to jail.

We played from BLACK JACK to Show-hand, and then changed to Baccarat and so on. All my good fortune, I am just like blessed by G.o.d, as if all the G.o.ds and demons are standing in my back, and my hands are blessed by them.

Finally, we have played the most simple game, even beginners can play the "fast running".

When the beauty shuffling, I do not dare to see, and finally pick up the card.

Two Jokers, four 2, four A, four K, four Q...

#$%^&*(~

Minister Kim, on the other hand, has a "phone number" (no more than 10 bad cards)

Looking at his almost crazy expression... Actually, I have more reasons to go crazy!

I am desperately thinking: I want to lose! I want to lose! I want to lose!!!

But sometimes things are so weird. The more you want to lose, the more f.u.c.king super invincible!

The strange is, I haven't used that ring anymore! I have already put the ring back to pocket already!

The only explanation is that when playing, the ring brought me good luck.

But at the same time, I must lose now, otherwise my career will be affected. But because I have used the ring, now it brings me bad luck. This bad luck is to let me win when I have to lose, and then...

Maybe I mess up Nanny Fang's job and got fired.

"Sigh!" Minister Kim throws away his cards and lights a cigarette for himself. He sucks at it and looks at me with a cool, cold gaze. "Young man, are you playing pig eating tiger? Do you play me? I've been playing cards for half a lifetime. I've never seen such a great master like you."

G.o.d testifies... At this moment, I want to cry.

"It's done here!" Kim shakes his head and stood up. He gives me a deep look.

I can't understand how intense the complaint is in the eyes. In short, it's complicated. He walks out of the card room without a word anymore, leaving me sitting here alone, holding the good cards that even the G.o.ds of gambling will be jealous of...

When I finally could respond, I throw away the cards and walk out of the room. The waitress behind me, staring at my great back with a distracted, wors.h.i.+pful look, murmurs, "Wow, G.o.d of Gambles..."

Long, long time ago, there is an immortal legend circulating in this club.

"The great mysterious man has inherited many excellent traditions of gambling masters. At that moment, the soul is possessed by the G.o.d of Gamblers!"

...

When I walk out of the room, I see them standing in the corridor from a long distance. Minister Kim and Nanny Fang seem to have said something. It is too far away for me to hear what they are saying, but from the face of Kim... It should not be that good words.

Then Kim goes away with the ex-star and leave Nanny Fang to turn around and looks at me.

I am a little confused. I know in my heart that I have messed up her arrangement.

She looks calm, like a still water. I walk up to her. She suddenly sighs heavily, then ignores me, takes a deep look at me, turns around and leaving.

I grin and follow her. We two go down the elevator all the way to the parking lot.

When we all got on the car, I start the car, but I don't know how to open my mouth. Nanny Fang behind me suddenly whispers, "Chen Yang... You... How did you do that?"

"... Uh? " I don't know how to answer.

Fang Nan sighs again, and suddenly stretches out a fine jade hand from behind to my face, holding a thick envelope.

What for? Is it to dismiss my severance payment?

But the next sentence stuns me.

"Chen Yang! Thank you very much indeed. You did a great job today! Kim said he liked you very much, and he strongly hoped to find another time to play with you." Her tone suddenly lively, with unlimited joy: "The company's business, he has made a commitment to me! Chen Yang, you have done me a great favor. This is a reward for you, although not much, only 10,000, but when the business is completed, I will reward more!"

To be honest, I am totally in a trance and completely stiff.

Become... Succeed? Do well?!

No bad luck? No accident?

I accept the envelope almost blankly, forgetting to refuse, not even saying thanks.

I start the car almost unconsciously, step on the gas, turn the steering wheel, and...

Bang!

The front of the car crashed into a high industrial ladder that stands under the parking lot. The ladder falls down and cras.h.i.+ng heavily on a BENZ parks beside it. It smashed the winds.h.i.+eld in front of the car. Then a bucket of white paint, which has been placed on the ladder, flew straight out and crashed heavily on a Cadillac 's body, the white paint immediately splashed on the black car body, it is so startling and eye-catching! More outrageous, the paint bucket hit the front of the car, flew out and hit a motorcycle.

Fx.x.x! It's an expensive, limited edition Harley motor.

With a bang, the headlights broke and the body fell down.

Du.. Du... Du… Du...

The whole car park echoes the harsh voice of the car alarm system.

And I am shocked.

Bad luck... d.a.m.n bad luck!