Horrible apocalypse, I have 11 trillion hell coins at the beginning

Chapter 217

"Don't be clever, stinking rat, it's useless to me. The fat boss said very angrily, as if someone had exposed his old secret.

"Then are you gambling on it?" Han Cheng continued to ask reluctantly.

"Bastard, what's wrong with Lao Tzu?" the fat boss roared in a gaffe.

"Oh, I'm just asking. Han Cheng said with a smug smile.

"Hmph, don't be complacent, stinky rat, I can also see your strength, isn't it the beginner of the Dao, what is there to be crazy about this? My strength is the advanced level of the Dao, crushing you is like crushing a bed bug. The fat boss said angrily.

"Uh-huh, then you can make a move, you don't have to play this Texas Hold'em. Han Cheng sneered.

Bang! Slam the table, and the fat boss almost didn't lift the table.

Every word of this stinky rat makes him want to kill, but he can't move his hand, and his killing rule is that he can only make a move after winning at the table.

Of course, there is also the other party who makes the first move.

However, Brother Han moved his mouth without moving his hand, and this saliva attack made him crazy.

"100 pounds of meat, do you want to follow the stinky rat?" The fat boss couldn't help it, he wanted to win this game early, and shouted out 100 pounds directly.

Han Cheng weighs only 160 catties, and if he goes to 100 catties, he will die.

The fat boss was not ambiguous, and after shouting out 100 pounds, he grabbed a knife and cut it on the stomach.

A piece of ugly smoky carrion was thrown on the platform.

"Stinky rat, you have the ability to cut 100 catties of meat, otherwise you will lose. The

fat boss's face turned hideous, as long as Brother Han lost, he would be able to make a move, and when the time came, he would slowly eat this stinky mouse.

The live broadcast room has been fried, and they are all scolding the fat boss for being shameless.

"Damn! weird is that there is no bottom line, knowing that you can't fight the tricky gods, you want to make a trick.

"How can the gods say that they are all humans, how can they live if they cut 100 catties?"

"Hmph! This fat pig was provoked by Brother Han, but he will be ruthless."

"The dead fat pig really thinks that he can fight the gods, and I believe that the gods will win." "

Yes, the gods have never let us down, and the gods have won. "

......

Brother Han naturally didn't know the encouragement in the live broadcast room, but he really didn't have the slightest nervousness, or that cheap expression, and he didn't care what he looked at.

"100 pounds, isn't it? I remember that I only need to use everything on my body to mortgage it. Han Cheng asked confirmedly.

"Of course, you can use your internal organs to put it on it, as long as it is full of 100 pounds. The fat boss said coldly.

"That's easy, I'll use the bones as collateral. Han Cheng smiled tactfully, and then a white bone puppet appeared on the platform.

The white bone puppet was composed of white bones, in a sense, it was transformed from one of Han Cheng's ribs, and it was also a part of his body.

Therefore, there is nothing abnormal about the white bone puppet standing on the platform, which can be used as a chip mortgage.

Seeing this scene, the fat boss almost didn't vomit blood, and he roared violently.

"You cheat, it's impossible!"

"What? Isn't it okay? Don't you think it's strange that you, as a glutton, actually rely on gambling to kill people?" Han Cheng saw through everything and said: "You have a very strong gambling device, so I got this little 3.".

The fat boss was deflated, he looked at Han Cheng in a daze, his eyes were lost.

Han Chengquan was right, he did rely on a powerful gambling device to dare to gamble with others, otherwise how could he, a greedy foodie, use gambling to kill people.

Moreover, the white bone puppet was not swept down on the platform, which also shows that the gambling equipment recognizes this collateral.

The fat boss sighed weakly, and only then did he realize that as soon as he came up, this human would set himself up.

Ask what is a gamble, the purpose is this.

What a smart human, such a sharp guy.

Today, the fat boss has met an opponent.

The live broadcast room has swept away the decline, and the screen is full of praise and ridicule.

"I don't help my grandmother when I cross the street, so I help the gods, this brain has gold, shining. "

Before, I thought that Brother Han asked if it was a gamble, to provoke the dead fat pig, but now I found out that the god is one step more than I thought, cow!"

"The god is domineering! The god is mighty!(I am a fish who slipped through the net in my nine-year compulsory education, and I can only use these two sentences to express my long-term admiration like a river, I have no regrets in this life, the god is as bright as a galaxy, the light is like a star, the land of the nine heavens, and the Hongmeng universe is an invincible person, he stands proudly subversive, thunderbolt in the wind, domineering between heaven and earth...

And half of them scolded the fat boss.

"Haha, this dead fat pig is dumbfounded this time, it's still 100 catties, come on, it's 1000 catties, our brother Han doesn't have to be cowardly.

"What does it mean to lift a stone and shoot yourself in the foot, the Chinese teacher didn't teach me, the dead fat pig taught me, I want to send a lot of small red flowers, the dead fat pig will make persistent efforts, and continue to run wild on the road to death." "

Slap the face, the slap in the face of the cow, the world is still the boss of Babylon!" Fortunately

, the fat boss can't see a word in these wonderful words, but whenever he takes a look, this ironclad seven tricks are smoking, and his soul returns to heaven and earth.

"Go on!" The fat boss cheered up again, although Han Cheng replaced it with white bones, he knew that the number of white bone puppets was limited, but he still had more than 1,900 catties, enough to carry to the end.

As the voice fell, the platform dealt cards to the two again, and the cards dealt at this time were directly revealed.

Han Cheng is still a small 3 here, and the fat boss opposite is a K of spades.

"Or I'm older, I speak. The fat boss said viciously, and then ruthlessly waved a knife to cut off 300 catties of meat.

Putting it on the platform, the fat boss said like an outlaw.

"Come on, stinky rat, how many bone golems do you have, just put them up.

"Are you serious? I have a lot of bones, and I'm afraid you'll have a hard time accepting it in the end."

Han Cheng said in a very cheap tone. Then he summoned two white bone puppets, the weight was appropriate, and there were more than 10 catties.

"Hmph, didn't you get away with it, the next round will make you cry. The fat boss yelled: "Deal the cards." "

This time, Han Cheng got the 8 of spades, and the fat boss got the Q of spades.

"I'm 500 pounds of meat. The fat boss was already in a state of hysteria, slashing at himself, and countless pieces of meat fell, piling up a hill.

"Come on, stinky rat, there's a kind of keep following.

Han Cheng's expression became strange, this Babylon boss is going to commit suicide, it is estimated that he will only have a pile of white bones left in the end.

"Okay, I'll follow, isn't it 500 pounds, I have a lot of bones. After

that, Han Cheng summoned bone spurs, bone prisons, and hundreds of white bones were piled up on the platform, and there was a trace of weird aura on it.

The weight is exactly 500, no, 100 grams to be exact.

Staring at the white bones opposite, the fat boss was desperate, this thing actually developed the derivative technique of the white bone trick, this thing is very expensive.

"You, don't be complacent, as long as I can win." "

The fat boss has no confidence to speak, but he has a big card, as long as he continues to play, he will definitely win, and when the time comes, he will eat this goods directly.

"Go on!"

With a roar, the fat boss got a jack of spades. He roared haughtily.

"I pressed 1 pound. "

Poof! Han Cheng sprayed on the spot, this thing is scared.