The Strongest Little Devil: Master, Come to Fight!

The subordinate was so stunned, there was nothing to say.

However, how can the little ancestor of the Luo family use common sense to figure it out?

"Let's go, I have to see, what kind of fame is this little guy going to do?" Wan An led the people and walked out anxiously.

At this time, Wanfu Gambling Shop was overcrowded.

Among the many adults, a petite figure is particularly eye-catching.

Along with her, there was a young man in a black straight jacket and a big white dog.

"All spread out, spread out!!" Luo Xiaoman said with his arms akimbo and head up, aggressively: "You are preventing this lady from gambling."

For a moment, everyone looked at each other and wondered, Luo Xiaoman is only six years old, afraid that he can't enter the casino?

It's just that when they saw the two door guards who were beaten and bruised at the door, they both chose to shut their mouths.

Hey, this is the little demon king of the mixed world, unprovoked, unprovoked.

"Hahaha, Miss Luo, I am honored that you can come to my Wanfu Gambling Shop." Here, Wan An walked over and said to Luo Xiaoman with a smile on his face.

"Tsk tut, it's really ugly to smile." Luo Xiaoman said with a disgusted expression.

Wan An's expression froze, and a smile squeezed out, "Hehe, the door is full of guests, smiles to welcome people, it is my Wanfu Gambling House's rules."

"Of course you have to smile and welcome people. After all, the people who enter here are all fat pigs to be slaughtered by you." Luo Xiaoman said, not forgetting to glance at the people around him.

Suddenly, everyone felt angry. Doesn't this mean that they are pigs?

Despite the anger, no one dared to speak.

"By the way, how is your master now?" Luo Xiaoman asked casually.

Wan An's mouth twitched, and he couldn't squeeze a smile.

Wan Lin was chopped off with one hand, even if it had been renewed, there would still be sequelae in the future.

Their Wanjia is just such an heir. Now that Luo Xiaoman has abandoned half of them, how could it be better?

"Miss Luo is interested, Master Wan is well." He said with a sullen face.

"Well, that's good! Let him stop touching other people's wives in the future, otherwise, it won't be as simple as dropping one hand." Luo Xiaoman put on an old-fashioned look.

What he said made Wan'an want to rush to slaughter people.

"Miss Luo, I don't know if you are here, what is your advice?" Wan Anpi said with a smile.

"Do you have a pit in your brain?" Luo Xiaoman rolled his eyes and dropped a bag of crystal coins on the gaming table in front. "When you enter the gambling house, of course you are here to gamble. Could it be that you are here to listen?"

Wan An's mouth twitched, this little bastard, really came to make trouble.

"We generally don't allow minors to come in. However, since it is Miss Luo, then we will make an exception for you." Wan An said, and then gave the person next to him a look.

Just in case, he had to invite the chief dealer of the gambling house out. No one knew what bad idea this little ancestor was making.

Soon, a man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek and a cunning gaze walked over with arrogance.

"Director Wan, who is the **** who is not afraid of death this time?" The man curled his mouth and said lazily.

"Mouse, don't come unharmed?" Luo Xiaoman greeted him.

When the man saw Luo Xiaoman, he trembled all over, turned his head and ran.

Mo Yuan's figure moved, blocking the man's front, pinching his neck, and throwing it on the ground casually.

"Tsk tsk, mouse, don't you see me just run." Luo Xiaoman walked over and looked at Lin Sanxing with a smile on his face. The sweet smile fell in his eyes, but he was grinning like a devil.