Fatty Nine tremblingly stuffed the dice and bowl back into his arms, dragging his weary body out of the room, with Idiot Zhu following and sighing with comments...
Li Xin chuckled, took out all the gold coins he won today, and counted them one by one. He noticed Meng Po counting, feeling quite happy, but just to maintain his persona as the team leader, he didn't show it.
One, two, three, four, five... The smile on his lips steadily became uncontrollable.
Total revenue of three thousand one hundred fifty-six gold coins; he's hit the jackpot!
On the other side, Fatty Nine returned to his room and sat in the courtyard, still dazed. A large mountain mosquito landed on his face, sucking vigorously until its belly was round and glowing.
Smack~~~
Idiot Zhu slapped Gan Jiu's face, and Gan Jiu coldly looked at him; a look of malice slowly emerged in his eyes. Idiot Zhu spread his hands helplessly, "Mosquito."
Gan Jiu glanced at Idiot Zhu, slowly put down his hand, "We got fooled!"
