Supernatural Resurrection: Full Level Golden Light Spell at the Beginning

"Hahaha! I won, I won. Not far away, another man shouted in surprise.

He also won a lot of this one!

"Come on, come on, keep going!"

The middle-aged man put away the money and shouted at the people at the table to continue playing cards, he had excellent luck tonight, and won seventy or eighty thousand in a while.

"Almost!"

Looking at the ticket in front of him, the middle-aged man retreated in his heart, this company has a lot of good luck, and it is no surprise that he will be unlucky next.

He wanted to stop and leave!

I only brought a few thousand dollars with me when I came, and the money I won has multiplied tenfold.

"Can't play anymore?"

The person sitting next to him smiled and spoke, not feeling lost at all, but took out a few stacks of tickets from his body.

That's tens of thousands.

"One more game, just one more!"

The middle-aged man only swallowed his saliva when he saw it, and told himself to play the last one, no matter whether he won or lost, he would get up and leave immediately.

Soon!

The cards were in hand, and this time, Lady Luck left and he lost.

Lost more than 10,000!

"It's a pity!

The middle-aged man couldn't wait to give himself a slap in the face, he should have gotten up and left just now, but now he sees that the ticket is less than 10,000.

His heart was like a drop of blood.

"Play again, maybe you'll be back!" He sat down again with his thoughts of leaving, already overwhelmed.

More than a dozen in a row, all of them lost!

The middle-aged man originally won seventy or eighty thousand, but he has already lost seventy-seven eighty-eight, and even his old capital has been lost.

"Damn it!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were red.

Now it's good!

It's all lost.

"Still not playing?"

The man sitting opposite him at home raised his head with an eerie glint in his eyes.

"I..... I don't play anymore, I don't have any money. "

The middle-aged man's face was embarrassed.

In this kind of place, it is the rule not to owe debt at the card table, and if you don't have it, you should get out.

"I don't have any money, you can ask me to borrow it!" Behind him, a soft female voice sounded.

The middle-aged man turned around to look, but it was the good-looking proprietress who twisted her waist and walked over, putting her hands on his shoulders.

"You are here, you have a limit of 500,000 to borrow!"

"Maybe the next one will be the next one. "

The proprietress said very temptingly, and the middle-aged man suddenly fell into the three major illusions in life: 'The person I like likes me, I can soar in the future, and I will return to my capital in the next hand'.

"That..... Borrow 100,000 first!"

As soon as the middle-aged man gritted his teeth, he would do it if he wanted to, borrow 100,000 yuan, win tens of thousands of yuan and leave after paying off the debt.

"Huh!"

"Well said!"

The proprietress smiled slightly, turned around and took 100,000 yuan and threw it in front of the middle-aged man.

"Come, come, keep going..."The middle-aged man perked up and began to shout again.

But his luck was too bad, and the 100,000 yuan was lost in a while, and there was no point left.

"The proprietress will borrow another 100,000..."

"Boss, lend me another 100,000..."

The middle-aged man lost his eyes red, and asked the proprietress to send money several times in a row, but it was like falling into the spell of 'losing money'.

Not a dime won.

This happens in other corners of the mahjong parlor.

The few gamblers brought by Lao Ge first won a lot, and then began to lose a lot of money, and in the end, everyone borrowed a lot of gambling debts.

One by one, they lost their eyes red, like hungry wolves who had not eaten for three days and three nights, just staring at the gambling board in front of them.

The rest, nothing else.

"Lost again!"

The middle-aged man hammered the table and held a cigarette, "Boss, another 100,000....."

But this time.

But no one came to send the money.

"Boss, take another 100,000 yuan, I'm going to turn it over soon." The middle-aged man was unhappy to speak.

The proprietress at this time has changed, no longer as delicate and beautiful as before, but a little cold.

She glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "Your quota of 500,000 yuan has been borrowed!"

"Five.... 500,000?"

The middle-aged man was shocked, this has only been a while, has he already owed so much?

500,000!

I'm afraid I can't finish it in my life.

Thinking of this, he instantly came to his senses and said loudly: "How is it possible, how can I lose 500,000 in this time, you must be out of the thousand..."

"This friend, to be precise, you lost 534,200 yuan, now, please pay it back!"

The man at the mahjong table stood up.

"Pay back....."

The middle-aged man's face stiffened, where did he get the money now, so he got up and was about to walk outside, "That's it, I'll find a way to make up the money, and I'll talk about it tomorrow..."

But before he could take a few steps, he was blocked, and the proprietress said gloomily behind his back: "Don't you forget, my debt here is not overnight." "

"Hostess, send us some money!"

A few voices sounded, and the proprietress said coldly: "I'm sorry, you are the same as him, the quota has been used up!"

"Now, please pay it back!"

The middle-aged man's face changed, and after a closer look, several people brought by Lao Ge were all tricked, lost all their money, and owed a lot of debts.

"Damn old Ge, it really brought us to the pig killing plate. The middle-aged man hated a lot in his heart, but he was stopped at this time, and he had no chance to run if he wanted to.

"I don't have any money, what should I do?"

The middle-aged man's face turned sideways, ready to play tricks, could it be that these guys still dare to kill.

"No money?"

The proprietress smiled faintly and said, "There's no money to do, you just need to use what you have on your body to offset it." "

"What's that?"

The middle-aged man subconsciously spoke.

The proprietress took a step forward, suddenly stretched out her hand, and grabbed it forward, and a bloody hole was suddenly poked out of the middle-aged man's chest.

With a slight tug of her hand, the middle-aged man's 'poof' beating heart was pulled out by her, and it was still beating 'bang' in her hand.

"Hey..."

The middle-aged man's heart ached, and he looked down to see the big wound on his body, constantly dripping with blood, and then looked at the beating heart on the boss's hand.

His eyes were full of horror.

This.....

What the hell is this.....

What's going on......

The proprietress smiled, her mouth suddenly cracked, and she stuffed the middle-aged man's heart into it and chewed it indiscriminately.

The strange sound of chewing and the sound of blood dripping mixed together, making it a bit harsh.

The proprietress tried to swallow the bloody heart, and smiled openly, "Your heart... It's worth fifty thousand....."

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