Super Bad Luck System

Chapter 659 Apologize
Zhang Yang watched Jun Ming Jingshang's complexion gradually become ugly, he said with a smile, "How about it, are they all loose cards?"

"You...what the hell did you do!" Junming Inoue didn't fall under the distracting curse this time, and his heart couldn't be calm anymore.

Who can believe this, that he is really a loose card.

"You...you must be out of luck."

"Mr. Jun Ming, please pay attention to what you say." Du Xiangtian stood up again. After all, this is also his own clubhouse.

When Jun Ming Jingshang heard Du Xiangtian's voice, he gritted his teeth loudly.

"That's right, I didn't do anything from the beginning, how do you say I cheated?" Zhang Yang kept holding his hand, just to prevent Junming Inoue from saying that he cheated again.

When Jun Mingjing saw Zhang Yang raising his hand, he felt angry.

He glanced at the man he called up again.

From the time just now, Junming Inoue knew that this person would definitely not gamble, and it was even less likely that he would be able to gamble.

But the current situation seems to be a bit wrong.

Could it be that this man lied to himself?
"Well, do you want to turn my cards over with your own hands?" Zhang Yang yelled at Junming Inoue.

Jun Ming Inoue hesitated for a while, walked to Zhang Yang's side, and opened his card.

The hole card is three, the first one is a four, and the second one is a six, both of which are not as big as his own.

There are two more cards, is it possible that a pair can really appear in these two cards?
Jun Ming Inoue snorted, and directly turned over the opponent's two cards, one of which was Xiao San.

Pairs!

Bigger than the scattered cards, Zhang Yang won the first game.

After Jun Ming Inoue lifted Zhang Yang's card, he staggered a bit when he was walking and almost fell to the ground.

How is it possible, how is this possible.

The other party must be cheating, otherwise how could it be so accurate?

"You...how on earth did you do it?" Junming Inoue originally wanted to say that Zhang Yang was cheating, but he had said this several times, and even the people in the audience were looking at him.

Zhang Yang chuckled and said, "I'm Mr. Crow, have you heard of Crow's Mouth?"

Jun Ming Inoue didn't know how to organize his words, he sat down on the chair and slapped the table and said, "Come on, continue."

"Mr. Crow swept him!"

"Come on!" Wang Xiaomin cheered happily as she watched Zhang Yang win the first match.

Li Qinxin looked at Wang Xiaomin beside him, bit his lip lightly, and turned to look at the second gamble.

Both the second and third games ended sooner than expected.

In less than 5 minutes, Zhang Yang swept Jun Ming Inoue by surprise.

He didn't figure out how he lost until the third game.

He slumped on the chair, his eyes were blank, and he muttered to himself: "How is it possible, how could I lose?"

Seeing him like this, Zhang Yang sighed helplessly, is he going to send another person to the hospital again?

He looked at Junming Inoue like this, went up and pushed him, but there was no movement at all.

"What's the situation, isn't it stupid?"

"Can't stand the stimulation, playing yourself stupid?"

"Could it be pretending? I don't want to apologize, so I pretend to be stupid?"

Zhang Yang frowned when he heard the people around him talking, reminding himself that the other party might really be pretending to be stupid.

"Admit defeat if you lose, don't play dumb."

"That's right, I don't even have the courage to admit defeat, and I still call myself a noble nation."

The man in the cartoon mask next to him stepped forward and said, "Mr. Crow, let me try it."

Zhang Yang glanced at the man and asked, "Can you see it?"

The man nodded and said: "Yes, just prick the opponent's temple with a needle, and the opponent doesn't do anything, then he is really stupid."

Zhang Yang watched the man wink at him, and laughed out loud in his heart, this man really has ideas.

"Are you a medical student?" Zhang Yang asked in cooperation with him.

"Those who study Chinese medicine should know a little bit." The man's tone was steady, and he couldn't tell any lies.

When the two were chatting, Du Xiangtian had asked someone to bring a silver needle ten centimeters long. When the silver needle was brought up, Zhang Yang saw a trace of fear flashing in Jun Ming Jingshang's eyes.

But this person's concentration is good, he didn't stand up in a daze.

At this time, the people brought by Junming Inoue hurriedly said, "What are you guys doing?"

Their Huaxia language is not very fluent, and there is a bit of RB taste when they speak.

"Test to see if you're stupid. Could it be that you can't see it?" Zhang Yang looked at Jun Ming Inoue, who was pretending to be stupid, with a cruel smile on his lips.

"You are using lynching indiscriminately." A tall RB man stood in front of Zhang Yang and said.

"What's the matter, do you want to fight?" Zhu Tou came up from the audience and stood in front of him.

Soon the spectators also gathered around, and surrounded the people brought by Junming Jingshang, making it impossible for the other party to escape.

"Mr. Crow, press him for me." The man in the cartoon mask chuckled, and waved the gleaming silver needle in front of Jun Ming Jingshang's eyes three times.

When this guy came, he had a very bad attitude towards them. Now that he is making a fool of himself, Zhang Yang feels harmless.

"You...what do you want to do?" Jun Ming Inoue's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Zhang Yang in horror.

"You were stupid just now, we want to treat you." Zhang Yang showed a harmless smile, but in the eyes of Jun Mingjing, it was simply the devil's smile.

"That was just now, I'm sober now, let me go, I want to apologize." Junming Inoue changed his previous high-cold look, and said funny words.

When the people around heard what Junming Inoue said, they all burst into laughter. Afterwards, those people brought by Junming Inoue covered their faces, wishing they could find a mouse hole and go straight in.

It's just too embarrassing.

Zhang Yang grabbed the opponent up, Jun Ming Inoue was slightly taken aback, he weighed over 100 jins, and he was picked up by Zhang Yang?

"Go and apologize." Zhang Yang glanced at the croupier just now and said.

Jun Ming Inoue gritted his teeth, walked in front of the referee with heavy steps, put his hands in his pockets, and looked up at the referee with his head upright.

Zhang Yang slapped the back of the head directly behind his back and said, "Your family apologizes, Young Master Ang, stand up!"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have slandered you." Junming Inoue bowed ninety degrees and whispered.

"Speak louder, I can't hear you." Zhang Yang pinched his ears and said, "I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, isn't it?"

Jun Ming Inoue snorted, suddenly took out a dagger from his pocket, and stabbed Zhang Yang in the abdomen.

(End of this chapter)