Chapter 3723: The wronged songwriter (18)

After that, he felt that the situation was a bit wrong. He used to be a guest in such a role, so he was a little bit into the scene. After speaking, his face was a little stiff.
Tang Guo was very cooperative and helped Huayan light a cigarette.
Seeing her smiling face, Hua Yan's calf trembled unconsciously, and he didn't know why he had such a strange reaction.
"Do things, don't lose your mind." Tang Guo said in a low voice, finally returning Hua Yan to her senses.
Okay, do things first.
Hua Yan glanced at Tang Guo secretly. Seeing that she didn't seem to be angry, she sat next to him obediently, seeming to be the female companion he brought, and suddenly wanted to win the gambler in front of her. But he restrained, and began to help Tang Guo earnestly.
After a while, Ye Yuling's father was full of chips.
"Will you come?" Huayan took out a card and handed it to Tang Guo, "Change the five million in it into chips, Ben Shao can't get through here today."
Ye Yuling's father saw the five million chips in front of Hua Yan, and he gritted his teeth: "Come on, go on, if you lose all of it, can you go wrong?"
"What I don't have is money, what's this? It's just a night's consumption, come on, old gambler. See if you can win all the money you have today."
This gambling continued until late at night. Originally, Ye Yuling's father had already won five million. But Huayan "don't believe in evil", and took out another card, this time it was 10 million.
Ye Yuling's father was fooled, but from the beginning of this time, he had been losing. After the chips on the table were lost, by daybreak, he still owed 10 million yuan.
"It seems that this young master is not out of gambling luck," Hua Yan walked to the pale-faced gambler and stretched out her slender palm. "Old gambler, ten million, how to give it?"
"I...I don't have it, spend less, how about giving me another chance, I can turn over."
"Young Master Ben has already given you many opportunities. Today, I will either give you 10 million or break your palm. You choose the same."
The scared old gambler quickly shrank his hands, his face was bitter, and he didn't know what to do. But his eyes were crazy, asking people around him whether he was willing to lend him money.
Of course, no one cares about it.
They all know this old gambling ghost, they may have gone through the gambling luck in the middle of the night, and the money borrowed will never come back.
"Old gambler, give money. If you don't have any money, just cut off your hand." Hua Yan saw the knife passed in front of her, Yu Guang glanced at Tang Guo, and saw that she was still smiling. He took the knife and used it. The back of the knife patted the old gambler's face vigorously, "Want a hand?"
"Think, think, spend less, I don't want to cut off my hand, I really don't want to be disabled, you... give me another chance. I will definitely make up ten million, I promise."
"You promise a shit, you seem to get ten million?"
"Small flowers, I can't take it out. What if I get lucky tomorrow night and win 10 million?"
"Stop talking nonsense, either give money or cut off your hands."
The old gambler broke his hand when he thought of it, and his fart pissed, and the ground was so wet unknowingly that people around him became disgusted.
"You don't have sons and daughters, let them pay you back." Hua Yan felt it was time, and said to the old gambler.
"My son is still young, he is in elementary school and has no money."