721. The Museum Director Can’T Sit Still, Why Do You Still Want To Play Poker? (Please Order In Full
721. The Museum Director Can’T Sit Still, Why Do You Still Want To Play Poker? (Please Order In Full
The director of the museum was sitting in the car, holding his mobile phone tightly in his hand, his eyes fixed on the screen, watching Fang Yang opening the golden lock one by one, his heartbeat almost beating with the rhythm.
Is this... is this true? The museum director looked at Fang Yang on the screen in shock. He couldn't believe his eyes.
Hurry up! Hurry up! The director of the museum urged the driver urgently. He couldn't wait to get to the scene.
The driver speeded up, but he knew very well that it would take at least more than an hour to reach their destination from their current location.
At this time, the museum director's cell phone rang, and it was his assistant's call.
Curator, I have already sent someone. They should arrive soon.
The assistant's voice came through the phone.
Well, remember to tell them, be careful, this may be the opportunity we have been waiting for a long time.
After the museum director finished speaking, he hung up the phone and turned his attention back to the phone screen again.
In the live broadcast room, Fang Yang once again prepared to use wire to try to open the golden lock. The director of the museum became nervous. He held the phone hard and prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Fang Yang could succeed.
Lao Yang, do you have any playing cards at home? Fang Yang asked Lao Yang while trying hard to break the last lock.
Poker? Lao Yang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, yes, but... what do you want to do?
I have a way to maybe open this lock, and I need the help of playing cards.
Fang Yang explained while staring at the golden lock intently, as if looking for its weakness.
The barrage immediately started boiling.
[Fang Yang wants to use playing cards to open the golden lock? Did you hear that right? This is awesome!]
[Isn’t he joking? Is it possible to use playing cards to open a golden lock? 】
Fang Yang, I'll go find him, you wait a moment. Although Lao Yang was full of doubts, he still decided to believe Fang Yang.
He put the golden lock in his hand back on the ground, turned around and walked quickly towards his cabin.
The audience in front of the screen had their eyes fixed on Fang Yang, watching how he used the wire in his hand to compete with the strong golden lock.
Every tiny movement caused a heated discussion in the barrage, and they were wandering between doubts, expectations, and excitement.
Fang Yang was very calm. He was waiting for Lao Yang quietly, and at the same time, he was thinking about how to make better use of the poker cards he was about to receive.
He trusted his intuition and felt that this method would work.
Found it, Fang Yang, here are the playing cards you want.
Lao Yang handed the playing cards to Fang Yang with full of doubts.
Fang Yang smiled slightly, selected a carefully selected card, inserted its tip into the keyhole, and used the elasticity of the card and the iron wire to cooperate.
In the picture, his eyes are firm, his movements are professional, and the whole process is extremely smooth.
At this moment, the entire live broadcast room fell silent, except for the faint friction sound of the playing cards and golden lock in Fang Yang's hand.
Fang Yang's focused look and skillful technique in the picture made all the viewers hold their breath and stare at the screen intently.
Suddenly, the golden lock flicked open, and Fang Yang successfully opened the fifth golden lock. He gently pulled out the playing card and handed it gently to Lao Yang, who looked shocked.
[Oh, my God, Fang Yang, you are so awesome!].
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