Chapter 67 Ghostly-hand Eight

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"Ah! We won again!" Seeing the results in the dice cup, Qin Chuchu shouted excitedly. As the princess of the Qin Family, 80,000 yuan was nothing to her, but the excitement of this kind of gambling still made her very excited. Luo Wentao stared closely at the dice cup . All three dice in it were Cinque, and he lost again. The dealer next to him had cold sweat on his forehead. He didn't understand how he lost. Why did his control technique that had always been invincible suddenly fail? Ye Bufan smiled secretly, with his Genuine Qi, not to mention the trickster's tricks, even if the opponent used a crowbar, the dealer could not change those dice at all. Now these dice were all Ye Bufan's fellows, and he could get as many points as he wanted the dealer felt helpless, he still pushed all

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