Chapter 317 The Three Disciples of the God of Gamblers

"Of course, but you won't be happy when you wait, because I will make money and you will lose all your guilt, hehe."

Meng Qian suddenly remembered that Jiang Shengling told herself that he was going to pretend to be a rich man, so she added something.

Jiang Shengling listened from a distance, and the locals had some doubts about whether this young lady had a bad mind. Even if she really wanted to pretend to be forceful, it was not in this way, but it seemed a bit silly.

Apparently the receptionist was also full of contempt, but fortunately they were all professionally trained, so they didn't just laugh outright on the spot, and nodded respectfully to send Meng Qian away.

"Come on, come on, I've got the chips, where should we start first?"

After Meng Qian took back the chips, she ran to Jiang Shengling immediately and said excitedly.

Although the Meng family also has a gambling business under their name, they have established businesses in Macau and the United States. However, Meng Qian is not in charge of these businesses, so she has never been in contact with them, and of course she is still very curious about gambling.

Jiang Shengling didn't say anything to her, and after walking around outside for a while with the only remaining chip in his hand, he finally entered a chess and card room and chose to join a showhand game.

Because the rules are basically unified globally, there are quite a few showhand players. There are several large and small gambling tables in the chess and card room, playing all kinds of games. There are even three Chinese people playing Landlords. .

However, stud is indeed the most popular game. Jiang Shengling walked around casually, and saw four or five gaming tables playing, but because they were too popular, these gaming tables were overcrowded, and the onlookers Not a lot.

They have no intention of reopening the stage, so Jiang Shengling can only wait here for a while, anyway, there is no rush to make money, just take it slowly.

It's just that Meng Qianke was already impatient. Seeing that every table was already full of people, she didn't have the mood to wait any longer, so she patted a table on a gambling table that was waiting to start. Fatty's shoulder, and then said arrogantly.

"Little brother, hurry up and get down for me. Look at your degenerate appearance. If you continue to fight, I think my wife will lose. Hurry up and get out of here."

Meng Qian uses English, and most of the reasons here are foreigners, so using English, a common language, has a higher probability of being able to understand.

The fat man was Korean, but he could still understand English. Seeing that Meng Qian wanted him to leave, he immediately said with dissatisfaction.

"Who are you? It's none of your business whether my wife loses or not. Get the hell out of here."

"Don't you know that God of Gamblers Gao Jin's third apprentice is here? Hurry up and get out of the way."

Meng Qian was in a hurry, so she went to pull the fat man's arm. Although the fat man said that the tonnage was not small, he was obviously the kind of person who was strong in the outside world. He fell to the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Fuck, are you courting death?"

The fat man felt very ashamed, stood up and wanted to fight back, but although Meng Qian said she was only a woman, she had practiced kung fu no matter what, she easily threw the fat man to the side, and then helped her up He got out of the chair and said to Jiang Shengling.

"You please."

Meng Qian looked respectful, as if a maid was serving the master. If Jiang Shengling looked like a homely person now, then this image was quite understandable.

It's just that he couldn't die, and Jiang Shengling still had that chip in his hand for the sake of convenience. Those people could tell at a glance that Jiang Shengling was obviously a poor man, and he probably only had the 10,000 chips on him.

They looked at this strange pair of men and women, and everyone started to talk about it, thinking that it was the poor who had more drama, and with a bargaining chip of 10,000 yuan, they really gave him an aura of 10 million yuan.

Meng Qian's behavior at this time was very aggressive, but she obviously didn't know it. Jiang Shengling felt that his embarrassment was about to commit cancer, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, he couldn't show stage fright, so he could only accept it.

Although this kind of behavior of charging big money is very stupid, but fortunately, he has indeed grabbed a position, so there is no need to wait any longer.

The fat man seemed to be dissatisfied, and seeing Meng Qian hurried over again, but how could Meng Qian be afraid of such a waste, so she went forward to have a friendly "discussion" with the fat man.

In the end, the fat man realized that he was not enough for this woman to beat him, so he could only leave here embarrassingly.

The gambling game will start soon, and there will be some disputes in the casino, which is not surprising. As long as it does not affect everyone, the casino will not do anything special.

So after the fat man left, Jiang Shengling wouldn't have any objections to taking over these people, and the game of gambling was still going on.

Jiang Shengling took a look and found that this gaming table was quite friendly, with an ante of 10,000 is enough. He paid attention to the other gaming tables. Because of the brutal fighting, the ante had already arrived. Fifty or sixty thousand.

People like Jiang Shengling who only have 10,000 in their pockets don't even have the qualifications to join.

The croupier dealt the cards, and Jiang Shengling just got started, and he got an A directly, and the biggest of the other players was only a K.

His next family is a black man, dressed in gold and silver, wearing a high-end Armani shirt, looks like a nouveau riche from some oil kingdom.

The black man looked at Jiang Shengling's disdainful face, and said in a strange way.

"Third Disciple, how much are you going to call?"

As soon as the third disciple said it, the people around immediately thought of Meng Qian's tone just now. Her tone just now was really funny, and the third disciple of the God of Gamblers could pull it out.

Hearing the ridicule of these people, Jiang Shengling knew that their prejudice against him would not be able to be changed for a while, so he didn't explain much, but said it directly.

"Then I stud."

Stud, although it is the name of the gameplay, but there are very few situations where it can really be called stud, so Jiang Shengling directly studs just when he was on the table. I have to say that it really scared those people. Suddenly, these people also looked at Jiang Shengling differently. They didn't expect this person to be a ruthless character. Could it be that the third disciple of the God of Gamblers that the woman said just now is true? These two men and women with very strange behaviors will not What a master.