"Don't follow me. Do what you want. I'll play in the VIP Hall above." Qiuyun is not polite to Cao Zijian's so-called protector. After that, she will take six Muzi upstairs.

"Miss, the hall master asked us to protect you. How can we play by ourselves?" A man with a big head said, with a squint of autumn rhyme, regardless of them, straight ahead. The man was glad to catch up.

Qiuyun is about to try to teach Cao Zijian's people some lessons. Suddenly, someone on the next table playing blackjack shouted, "out of the old man, out of the old man in your casino!"

as soon as the words...