Liu Xiaohu almost bit his tongue.

Now it is about ten million and all his property. Wang Yi still thinks about his wife. Is this human talk?

Wan Erye was afraid that Wang Yi would regret it, so he quickly asked someone to put the three million in the middle of the table and asked someone to continue dealing the cards.

Liu Xiaohu had no way out now, he could only follow.

Master Wan Er got another good card. He couldn't help shouting proudly and waved his fist at the one-armed man.

Liu Xiaohu's morale became even lower after he got the card. He looked at Wang Yi in frustration and almost cried.

Wang Yi touched his nose and stood up.

Mr. Wan Er immediately stood up, pointed at Wang Yi and shouted: "What do you want to do? You don't want to run away when you see that you are going to lose."

Wang Yi shrugged and smiled calmly: "My legs are numb after sitting for a long time."

He took out his last five million and threw it on the table: "All in."

Liu Xiaohu thought he had heard wrongly. How could he go all-in with his cards? This was not seeking death.

Wan Erye was so excited that he almost jumped up. He was waiting for Wang Yi to go all-in.

This way he can close the net.

Mr. Wan Er said excitedly: "This is what you said. Don't go back on it."

Wang Yi smiled easily: "Let's deal the cards."

While he was speaking, he deliberately blocked the one-armed man.

The one-armed man shook his body to see Liu Xiaohu's cards clearly.

Wang Yi stood in front of the one-armed man, preventing him from looking.

The one-armed man became anxious and walked directly to the other side of Master Wan Er. Wang Yi seemed to be nonchalant and blocked the one-armed man's sight again.

Looking at Master Wan Er again, he glanced at the one-armed man several times, but unfortunately he didn't receive the information he wanted.

Seeing that the cards dealt by the two were about to be revealed, the one-armed man became anxious and pushed away the person in front of him, trying to squeeze in to Liu Xiaohu's side.

Wang Yi turned over and kicked the one-armed man directly.

The one-armed man screamed, his body glowed with fire, and then an arm fell out from under his broken arm.

The people present were so frightened that they quickly backed away.

Liu Xiaohu opened his eyes wide, thinking that Wang Yi had kicked his arm off.

Wang Yi stepped forward and kicked the one-armed man, picked up the one-armed man's prosthetic arm, and said with a mocking smile: "Nowadays, pranksters have come up with new tricks."

Cheating?

Liu Xiaohu subconsciously protected the cards in his hand. Damn it, he knew that Mr. Wan Er would not be so honest, but he didn't expect that he would actually do this.

When Wan Erye saw Wang Yi taking action, he immediately became furious. He pointed at Wang Yi and shouted: "What the hell do you mean? You don't just come to cause trouble when you see that you are going to lose. If you can't afford it, just say it, this money, I

Received."

Wang Yi sneered, took out a stack of cards from behind the prosthetic arm, and threw it on the table: "Who can't afford it? No wonder you get the cards you want every time. It turns out that there are all kinds of cards in this prosthetic arm.

Well. Wan, I have no patience anymore. If you are sensible, take your people and get out of here, or else?"

Wang Yi glanced at everyone with a sharp look, and the cold light in his eyes made people shudder.

Master Wan Er knew that he had exposed his secret, and he immediately became angry. He really underestimated Wang Yi. Unexpectedly, Wang Yi even found out his secret trump card.

Wan Erye took out a machete from his arms and chopped it straight on the table.

The table suddenly fell into pieces.

"Damn it, I see you're toasting me instead of eating and being fined with wine. This ten million belongs to me, and no one can take it away from me!"

As Mr. Wan Er roared, everyone behind him rushed towards Wang Yi.

Wang Yi remained motionless and kicked a group of people away with a sweeping sweep.

Those people seemed to be playing with stacks of human beings, and they fell one after another with screams.

Liu Xiaohu hurriedly dragged the cash box and hid in the corner. At this time, he had better not show up. If Wang Yi was beaten to death, he could still turn around and hug Wan Erye's thigh.

What surprised Liu Xiaohu was that in less than five minutes, all Wan Er Ye's men had fallen, leaving only Wan Er Ye holding a machete in his hand and looking at Wang Yi in horror.

Wang Yi cleaned up the last person, stood up, patted his clothes, and then looked at Mr. Wan Er: "Are you going to solve it yourself, or do you want me to do it?"

Wan Erye could no longer be arrogant at this moment. The knife in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. He wanted to rush over and kill Wang Yi, but when he saw Wang Yi's fierceness, his legs became weak and he could not move.

Just when Wang Yi jumped off the table, Wan Erye dropped the knife and ran out. Liu Xiaohu, who was hiding in the dark, pounced on him and kicked Wan Erye to the ground.

"You still want to run away, let's see how you die." Liu Xiaohu laughed.

Liu Xiaohu grabbed Wan Erye in a showy manner and asked Wang Yi for credit: "How about it, Brother Wang, I'm pretty good at climbing over walls and climbing over walls."

Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, Wan Erye punched him in the head and fell to the ground with a scream.

Master Wan Er scolded viciously: "Damn it, you still dare to sneak attack me, I'm afraid I'm tired of living!"

Master Wan Er turned around with a short knife in his hand and rushed straight towards Wang Yi.

Wang Yi knew early on that Master Wan Er had another dirty trick up his sleeve. He pushed Master Wan Er aside with a sweeping kick, and then used a roundhouse kick to directly hit Master Wan Er in the neck.

Mr. Wan Er didn't even get close to Wang Yi, he was beaten until he fainted.

Wang Yi put away his fierce eyes and looked at Liu Xiaohu who was lying next to him and groaning.

Liu Xiaohu struggled to get up, his face covered with blood: "Brother Wang, I, I'm not dead yet."

Then Liu Xiaohu fell to the ground again.

Murong Qing rushed in with several security guards from the club.

Wang Yi was leaning against the wall and just lit a cigarette.

Murong Qing was shocked when she saw the scene in the room. She quickly ran to Wang Yi and asked worriedly: "How are you? Are you not injured?"

Wang Yi shook his sore arm: "I'm fine."

He put out his cigarette butt and said, "I'll leave it to you to deal with the aftermath. I have other things to do."

Lin Jiajia sent him a text message two hours ago, but he never responded.

Now that her phone is out of battery again, Lin Jiajia should be anxious.

As soon as Wang turned around and walked outside, Murong Qing chased after him.

"Yi Wang."

Wang paused and turned around.

Murong Qing looked at Wang Yi with a somewhat complicated expression.

When Wang saw that she didn't speak, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Murong Qing suddenly ran over, took Wang Yi's arm and walked quickly to a private room.

There were no lights on in the private room, so it was dark.

Murong Qing closed the door, then pushed Wang Yi to the wall and threw herself into his arms.

Wang Yizheng was about to ask Murong Qing what he was doing, but Murong Qing had already started to take off his clothes.

Wang Yi held her hand: "What are you doing?"

Murong Qing shook off Wang Yi's hand, held Wang Yi's face with both hands, and then kissed him.

Wang Yi was stunned.

He felt the unique fragrance of Murong Qing's body and the touch on his lips, and a certain nerve in his body was suddenly stimulated.

The scene that he had secretly fantasized about many times suddenly came true.

Although he couldn't see Murong Qing's face, he could vaguely see Murong Qing's outline through the light from the crack of the door.
Chapter completed!