After hearing the other party introduce themselves, Li Qianfan was stunned for a moment and then couldn't help but shiver.
In fact, in terms of background, influence, Li Qianfan could crush Luo Huayin.
Could the War Demon God Hall, with its mystical facade, compare to the Dragon Ruins?
Even in terms of martial arts, even if Li Qianfan couldn't fully control it yet, the terrifying speed and strength granted by the activation of the original 209 would at worst result in a mutual destruction if he fought Luo Huayin to the death!
Then, why did Li Qianfan instinctively shiver upon hearing Luo Huayin's voice?
It was all because that damned woman was too ruthless.
After capturing him, she not only pierced his clavicle but also threaded wires through his calves, binding his two leg bones together!
Anyone who was treated by Luo Huayin like Li Qianfan would subconsciously fear her.
It felt like some sort of "bloodline suppression."
"Li Qianfan, are you very scared right now?"
Luo Huayin clearly sensed Li Qianfan's current psychological state, her sinister voice laced with obvious triumph.
"Yes, I am indeed scared now."
Li Qianfan did not deny it and answered truthfully.
"Gah, gah, gah."
Luo Huayin cackled: "Li Qianfan, it's good that you know fear! But fear cannot change your tragic fate of being recaptured by me, having your clavicle pierced, your leg bones bound, and being forced to marry my mother!"
"Luo Huayin."
Li Qianfan asked, "On the Arctic snowfield, why did your loyal hounds hack you to death?"
Without waiting for Luo Huayin to respond, Li Qianfan continued, "Have you had nightmares lately? Do you dream of Old Ba and the others tearing your skin to shreds with their claws? Dragging out your heart, lungs, intestines, and wrapping them around your neck? Thinking about your terrifying appearance makes me tremble with fear."
Luo Huayin—
Her triumphant cackle abruptly stopped as if sliced by a knife, and she fell silent.
Li Qianfan had something to say.
With a disdainful tone: "Tsk, someone who can't even control her own hounds, after barely escaping death, instead of rushing home to her mother for protection, she has the audacity to threaten me with a thick face. Come at me. I dare to guarantee that if you dare to show yourself, I will capture you alive. Just like Old Ba and the others, I will pull out your intestines and wrap them around your neck."
For the next few minutes, Li Qianfan said everything he could to make someone's blood run cold.
He grew more and more audacious: "I think it's best to use a red-hot poker."
"Li Qianfan!"
Luo Huayin yelled, interrupting him: "You wait! I will use all these methods you mentioned on Su Nan Guanyin!"
Beep.
The call ended.
Luo Huayin, who had intended to frighten Li Qianfan during the Lunar New Year greetings and leave him with a strong psychological scar, was instead broken down by his tirade.
Li Qianfan, still sitting on the swing set and swaying back and forth, gradually withdrew the look of disdain from his face.
Li Qianfan had already considered the possibility that Luo Huayin might survive by cursing her subordinates and emerge from the Arctic snowfield alive.
However, he thought that after a narrow escape, Luo Huayin would return to her lair to recuperate.
He hadn't expected her to possibly come to the Eastern Continent.
Because she had just mentioned using those methods on Su Nan Yin.
The irony was that Li Qianfan had never seen her appearance, and her voice could change at any moment.
If she were lurking around Li Qianfan and waiting for an opportunity to strike at Su Nan Yin or someone else, it would indeed be impossible to guard against.
"If you dare to come, I will really pull out your intestines!"
Li Qianfan gritted his teeth, jumped off the swing, and whistled his way towards the living room.
On this blissful New Year's Eve, Li Qianfan had no reason to take Luo Huayin's threat to heart.
No matter how terrifying she was—
She was still just a human!
The temperature in the house seemed to be higher than before the "new year."
The four beauties of the Su family were gathered around a table, shouting and engaged in a fierce battle.
Even the useless Chong Chong had slightly reddened eyes, diligently and forcefully twisting cards with her hands, muttering to herself, surely praying to the heavens for a good hand.
As for Su Maomao and Du Yaoyao, they had both rolled up their already short sleeves and were constantly drinking water.
On the other hand, Su Nan Yin, her eyebrows twitching and her seductive eyes darting about, even with a toothpick dangling from her lips, looked every bit the female gambling goddess.
Li Qianfan understood.
In the hour or so that he had been on the phone outside, Su Nan Yin, who had lost all her socks, had entered a killing spree.
She had routed her opponents, Maomao and Chong Chong, to the point where they were about to lose their pants.
She had not only won back all that she had lost, but also added terrifying interest.
"Alas, no."
Shen Chong Chong, who desperately wanted to draw a good hand to defeat Su Nan Yin, dropped her cards onto the table with a look of dejection.
"Chong Chong, what hand do you have that you're giving up?"
Su Maomao, who had already been eliminated, couldn't help but pick up the cards: "Even if it's the lowest 2-3-5, you should at least have the demeanor of a pair of aces to bluff our mom a few times. Perhaps you could actually scare her?"
Although her words were fierce, after looking at Shen Chong Chong's cards, she immediately discarded them.
Then, ignoring Su Nan Yin's obstruction, she shamelessly grabbed her cards and slapped them onto the table.
Then Maomao and Chong Chong were stunned.
Su Nan Yin's hand was a 2-3-5!
It was as small as it could possibly be, yet she had won two rounds (each representing a hundred) consecutively, then openly bet five (black two, bright five), and after Shen Chong Chong gritted her teeth and continued to bet two, she countered with eight.
Shen Chong Chong's hand had a maximum of a ten, so she had to fold.
"You call yourselves skilled, but none of you are convinced."
Su Nan Yin said smugly: "Chong Chong, give me the money. Hurry up, it's a small business, no credit accepted."
"I'll go make tea for everyone."
Having lost badly, Shen Chong Chong directly reneged and got up, pulling Li Qianfan to her seat: "Brother, Qianfan, you come replace me and change my luck."
Heh.
Su Nan Yin glanced at Li Qianfan with a sideways look: "Right now, luck is on my side, so no one can replace me."
Li Qianfan hated this kind of arrogance the most.
"Chong Chong, just watch how I display my divine might and defeat this woman to get your money back for you!"
He slapped the table: "You there, deal the cards quickly."
Damn it.
What kind of talk is that from this brat?
Su Nan Yin cursed inwardly, and her desire to win and make Li Qianfan cry exploded instantly.
She refused to believe that Li Qianfan could truly be her nemesis.
Whoosh.
Bang—
From Su Nan Yin's skillful shuffling and dealing, it was clear she was an expert.
Of course.
During the years she was hidden away by Shen Yue, what else could she do all day besides play cards with a group of wealthy ladies?
Over time, she not only developed excellent card skills but also became very professional in her shuffling and dealing techniques.
Of course,
The players were all family, and no one cheated.
Su Nan Yin, who was the dealer, soon dealt cards to the four players.
Just as Su Maomao, the player after her, declared a black one.
Du Yaoyao matched one.
Li Qianfan directly declared a black four!
It was Su Nan Yin's turn to speak.
She sneered but did not match.
She had to play steadily.
She picked up her cards, slowly rubbed them with her thumb, her expression unchanged, and after putting them down, followed the rule of "black four, bright ten" by betting ten.
Seeing the dealer openly bet ten, Su Maomao decisively revealed her cards.
Then with a bang, she slammed her cards onto the table: "I'll bet ten!"
Oh.
Did Su Maomao get a big hand?
The useless Chong Chong immediately ran over, wanting to see her cards.
But she was kicked aside and not allowed to see.
Du Yaoyao hesitated, then continued to bet a black four.
Li Qianfan picked up his cards, preparing to look.
Strategically, one could belittle the opponent, but tactically, one must take them seriously.
Shen Chong Chong, who had been kicked onto the sofa by Su Maomao, immediately ran over, wanting to see Li Qianfan's cards.
But he quickly flipped them over and put them on the table, directly betting fifteen.
"Heh, kid, are you trying to bluff me again? Be careful, don't kick an iron plate and lose your own ghostly claws."
Su Nan Yin scoffed, picked up her cards, and looked at them carefully again: "I'll match fifteen."
Su Maomao's momentum was unstoppable, raising it to twenty.
Du Yaoyao decided to be a troublemaker to the end, betting a black eight.
"Can you do it? You're just mixing things up."
Li Qianfan grumbled, but his actions were not slow: "Raise by thirty."
Heh.
Su Nan Yin gave a fake smile and also matched thirty.
Su Maomao continued with unstoppable momentum, raising it to fifty.
It seemed she really had a big hand.
Shen Chong Chong quickly leaned in again, wanting to see her cards no matter what.
"Get lost!"
Su Maomao, who was now truly blinded by losses, kicked again without hesitation.
Du Yaoyao finally dared not bet any further and picked up her cards.
Shen Chong Chong quickly leaned in.
Du Yaoyao did not refuse to let her see her cards, put them down with a blank expression, and directly bet one hundred!
One hundred meant ten thousand yuan.
Li Qianfan was very surprised: "Yaoyao, when did you become a tiger card player?"
Du Yaoyao remained silent.
She crossed her legs, her feet swinging back and forth, her face displaying an insolent expression.
Seeing her hidden cards, Shen Chong Chong wisely lowered her head.
She couldn't let others see what Yaoyao's hidden cards were from her reaction.
"If we're playing, let's play big."
Li Qianfan shouted: "Chong Chong, come and give brother a leg massage. Bet three hundred!"
Chong Chong immediately scurried over, kneeling casually on the ground beside him, diligently massaging his legs.
"Five hundred."
Su Nan Yin, biting her toothpick, raised the bet again.
The霸气(bà qì - domineering) Su Maomao began to hesitate.
She had a 1-2-3 small tractor.
This hand was not small, but judging by the posture of the other three, she dared not take the risk.
After a long period of hesitation—
With a bang, Su Maomao threw her cards into the discard pile: "I fold."
As soon as she folded, Yaoyao followed suit and discarded.
Du Yaoyao indeed had a tiger hand, her highest card being a Q, and she had the courage to raise and match for several rounds.
With Maomao and Yaoyao both folding, only Li Qianfan and Su Nan Yin remained to face off.
He flipped his hand and raised the chips again: "Sister, do you want to know what my hand is? Bet a thousand."
A thousand meant a hundred thousand yuan.
"Tsk, who cares about seeing your hand?"
Su Nan Yin curled her lips disdainfully, crossed her legs, picked up a card from the table: "This card is worth ten thousand. Brother, if you have the guts, bet a million to see my hand!"
Li Qianfan's bet of one hundred thousand was already bold.
But Su Nan Yin directly raised it to a million!
Li Qianfan's expression changed slightly, and he asked, "Do you really have that much money?"
The money they were playing with was all personal savings.
The basic assets of the Su family could not be touched.
Based on Li Qianfan's guess, Su Nan Yin's disposable private funds would not exceed ten million.
"What's it to you?"
Su Nan Yin asked, "Just tell me if you want to see my hand."
"I don't want to see it."
Li Qianfan said crisply, picked up two cards, and threw them onto the table: "Twenty thousand."
Twenty thousand meant two million.
Su Nan Yin's eyebrows twitched rapidly, and her gaze towards Li Qianfan turned somewhat sinister.
Although they were playing as a family, no matter who won or lost, the money would stay within the family.
But previously, the highest bet had been only a hundred thousand.
Now it had escalated to two million!
Maomao and Chong Chong suddenly became nervous.
Shen Chong Chong even shifted her buttocks, inching closer to Su Nan Yin and reaching out to grab the cards.
Su Nan Yin did not stop her, but directly threw out five cards.
This represented five million!
Shen Chong Chong trembled: "Mom, isn't that too much?"
Su Nan Yin still ignored her, only looking at Li Qianfan with sinister eyes.
She refused to believe that she couldn't defeat this brat!
Li Qianfan also frowned: "We agreed beforehand, a bet is a bet, no backing out."
Su Nan Yin asked directly: "Just say whether you're going to match or not."
Just as Li Qianfan was about to pick up his cards, he saw Chong Chong, who had already seen Su Nan Yin's hand, quickly wink at him.
This meant that Su Nan Yin indeed had a big hand!
Li Qianfan, however, threw down the five cards and said: "Match."
"Alas!"
Shen Chong Chong was anxious and was about to say something when Su Nan Yin's raised left foot covered her mouth.
Chong Chong had to shut up.
Su Nan Yin's expression became solemn: "I'll match, show me your cards."
Li Qianfan smiled: "If you can't come up with thirteen million (approximate number)?"
Su Nan Yin slowly said: "This old lady will dance the 'Wu Yi' dance for you to settle the debt."
Li Qianfan—
He had truly angered Su Nan Guanyin.
She refused to believe that her three Ks, a straight flush, could lose!
The key was, she didn't believe the brat was truly her nemesis, as he had claimed before.
"Then go change your clothes now and prepare to dance the 'Wu Yi'."
Li Qianfan let out a silent cold laugh, picked up the three cards, flipped them over, and slammed them heavily onto the table.
Three Aces!!
Su Nan Yin's pupils contracted sharply.
Maomao and Chong Chong exclaimed in unison.
Su Maomao instinctively flipped over Su Nan Yin's cards, revealing three Kings.
At the poker table—
How many hands would it take to get three Aces and three Kings to collide?
The key was that everyone could be sure that no one had cheated.
What hand they got was purely based on individual luck.
Su Nan Yin lost.
She lost miserably.
With one hand, she had lost all her private funds, and it still wasn't enough.
"This little brat is truly my nemesis."
Su Nan Yin cried out in despair.
Li Qianfan looked her up and down playfully: "Do you have anything else to say?"
"Damn it, it's just dancing the 'Wu Yi' for you!"
Su Nan Guanyin, her face flushed red, stood up abruptly.