People become great swordsmen at the beginning of the pirate

Yixiao stared at Lin Chen for a second with his pupilless eyes, and murmured in a voice that he could only hear: "It's really scary~" Although Yixiao couldn't see things, but through the breath he felt, that person would never be too old...

"Hey, old man, are you still playing?" The two punks interrupted their thoughts with a smile, and said to him arrogantly.

"Ah... I'm sorry, the old man was rude." The interrupted smile was not angry, but said politely to the gangsters.

"Do you dare to play a big one? Old man?" The leader, a yellow-haired gangster, stared at the pile of chips in front of Yixiao with a malicious expression on his face.

"The old man is willing to accompany you." He said slowly with a smile.

"Hey hey hey hey...well then, old man, you place your bet!" The little bastard agreed with a smile, and laughed wildly, as if he had already got the chips...

"I bet on odd numbers! Bet... 1000 million Baileys!" said with a smile.

"Hey hey hey, then I can only bet on even numbers!" Although the little gangster said in a helpless tone, but he was very happy. Unexpectedly, this old man bet 1000 million for the first time, he is really a fool...

"Brush... brush..."

The dice on the stage were spinning crazily, even if it was as strong as a smile, the nervous head was sweating, and the clothes were tightly clenched with both hands, waiting anxiously. "What... what is it?"

The dice slowly stopped under the eyes of everyone, it was... an odd number!
Yixiao likes to gamble, gambling is already an indispensable part of Yixiao's life, but for a frequent gambler, winning less and losing more is the norm, let alone a blind man like him, who is often deceived by others... But it doesn't matter to Yixiao, what he values ​​is the process of gambling, and gambling is one of the few things that can make him nervous.

"Hey hey hey hey, old man, it's an even number! You lost, hey hey hey." The little gangster looked at the odd number in front of him, turned around and said with a smile.

The people around all looked at the deception in front of them silently, without any sign of making a move. After all, on the Grand Desolo, the person who is deceived is the loser!
"Hehe, did the old man really lose?" Yixiao said indifferently when he heard the result, "It seems that the old man's luck has been used up..."

"Old man, you lost, hand over the chips!" The little gangster stared at the 1000 million chips in front of him, and his saliva was dripping on the table...

"Get it yourself, the old man doesn't look at things, it's a bit inconvenient..." Smiled and spread his hands.

"Hey hey hey hey..." Just as the little bastard was about to hug Bailey into his arms with a strange smile, a huge hand grabbed the little bastard's wrist.

The heavy force seemed to crush the little gangster's hands.

"Ah, ah, it hurts...you fucking let me go..." The little bastard wailed and wanted to pull his arm out of Smoker's hand, but he couldn't shake Smoker even with all his strength...

"Crack...crack...crack..."

"Uncle is so lucky!" Lin Chen clapped his hands and walked towards Yixiao.

"Actually, uncle, you won, odd number, you won!"

"Ah~ah~" The little bastard was about to threaten Lin Chen not to talk indiscriminately, when Smoker increased the strength of his hands, pinching and screaming.

"Huh~ Be honest!" Smoker exhaled and slapped the little bastard on the face.The little bastard felt the burning pain on his face, and obediently closed his mouth.

"Really? Did the old man really win?" Fujitora asked Lin Chen.

"Yes, Uncle, you won." Lin Chen said to Fujitora with a smile.

"Thank you, little brother." Yixiao slowly bowed to Lin Chen to express his thanks.

"It's a blessing not to see things. There are too many dirty and dirty people in the world that people can't bear to look at," Fujitora said lightly.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to have such a high level of consciousness, uncle. I'm under Lin Chen, how dare I ask you what to call you?" Lin Chen smiled and said to Fujitora.

"Hahaha, the old man just smiled." It's been a long time since I saw such a polite junior.

"bump!"

Fujitora picked up his crutches and tapped the ground, and suddenly a place on the ground collapsed, and another gangster who was about to escape was crushed into the huge pit.

Hawkeye focused his attention on Yixiao from the very beginning. He had a hunch that this kind old man was very strong, very strong, and he might not be inferior to him.

Eagle eyes looking at Yixiao's eyes gradually become fiery. He sees that Yixiao is also a master of swordsmanship. His crutch is probably a crutch. Only when he confronts a master of swordsmanship can he hone his sword skills. He really wants to fight with him...

"Crack...crack...crack..." At this time, a man wearing golden clothes, golden shoes, and a golden hat slowly walked out from behind, nine rings on his ten fingers were shining, "You guys' performance is really wonderful, hahaha!"