C2271 The Voice of God

Zhu Wei closed his eyes in thought, a whirlwind behind him, affecting the cards on the table. It was as if he could see through all of Sann Hu's cards. When he was sure that Sann Hu was following the flow, he sneered in his heart.

"Tss ~ ~ ~"

Zhu Wei stared at Sann Hu's trump card as a mysterious force flowed. However, when the light flickered, a simple flash solved the problem