Chapter 409 Losing to the Point of Pain

Mrs. Helan shook her head, and her original anger suddenly subsided.

Who the hell is arguing with a person who crushes people and breaks their bones with his bare hands? She doesn't want to find fault.

Mrs. Helan complained: "You...you...be careful, my shoes are dirty, what should I do?"

Mrs. Yue came to the manager and gave her instructions: "Manager, take off Mrs. Helan's shoes and wipe them yourself."

Yan Qingsi couldn't help laughing. She really brought two treasures with her today.

"Mrs. Helan, look at the bag..."

Mrs. Helan's heart aches. This is her favorite Hermès bag: "I want this bag. If you win three more games in a row, it will be yours. But if you lose once... you will win against us." All returned.”

Mrs. Helan's move has attracted two alliances at once. As long as the three of them work together to defeat Yan Qingsi, it doesn't matter who wins. When the time comes, Yan Qingsi will have to pay out the money she won from them.

Yan Qingsi's fingers touched a piece of chicken, and she laughed and said: "It seems that I don't want this bag, so I have to take it. Why bother to start?"

Ji Mianmian rubbed her hands, goddess, come on, goddess is the best.

Madam Yue pinched her fingers and was full of admiration for Yan Qingsi. Right now, even if Yan Qingsi doesn't win and she loses another few million, Madam Yue is happy in her heart and has finally regained her position.

Mrs. Helan and the three of them teamed up to deal with Yan Qingsi. The three of them fed each other cards, except that they did not hand over the cards directly.

Yan Qingsi didn't care, she was playing a deck of cards vigorously. Mrs. Yue watched with wide eyes, her mouth kept in an 'O' shape, and her eyes were round (⊙o⊙)

Mrs. Yue only felt that all the years of playing cards were in vain. She always thought that playing cards was just that, but now she realizes that there are so many other things to do, it is simply too dizzying to take in.

Mrs. Yue leaned closer to Yan Qingsi, soaking up the mahjong goddess's fairy spirit. I wonder if she will win more in playing cards in the future.

Playing three games in a row, Yan Qingsi won the first two easily. The last game took a long time and was about to turn into a loser. Yan Qingsi finally touched a card and didn’t even look at what it was. The corners of her lips curled up. , pushing the cards in front of him one by one: "I touched it myself, what a fool..."

Mrs. Helan and the three of them were all dumbfounded. Can your sister win this?

Yan Qingsi raised her hand and snapped her fingers: "Mianmian, collect the bag!"

Ji Mianmian rolled up her sleeves: "Okay."

She grabbed Mrs. Helan's bag. Mrs. Helan held it down and screamed: "What are you going to do?"

Ji Mianmian's little fleshy face bulged: "Mrs. Helan, you can't keep your word. My sister has beaten you three times in a row. This bag is ours. You are so old and you come from a rich family." My rich wife, you can’t default on your debt, I’m telling you the truth.”

"I...I..." Mrs. Helan trembled. She agreed, but she didn't expect that Yan Qingsi could win under the siege of the three of them.

Ji Mianmian reached out and grabbed Mrs. Helan's hand, squeezed her wrist hard, and took her hand away.

Mrs. Helan couldn't help but let go because she was in so much pain that she didn't want to break any bones.

Ji Mianmian stood behind Yan Qingsi with her bag: "Sister, where are these two ladies?"

Yan Qingsi picked up the POS machine: "Do you two want to swipe your card, or use something as payment?"

The two ladies were filled with regret: "I...we..."