Yan Ying was surprised, what a clever trick, in full view of everyone, he even managed to hide it from the nearest dealer.
There was Ruoruo between him and the man in red robe. Such a close distance, Yan Ying did not notice his movements. No, he immediately realized that maybe the man in red robe did not take action at all, he must have other ways
to achieve the purpose.
The banker covered the cup again and placed his bets on the man in red robe with a gloomy expression. At the same time, he also included Yan Ying and Ruoruo under surveillance. "Guest, please place your bets."
The man in red immediately without hesitation smashed another twenty taels of gold at a small location. The deep pit he made happened to be in the shape of a cross with the last one. He had only played two games, and even the gambling table was
Destroyed, you can imagine that after the gambling game is over, this devastated tabletop will be sent directly to the woodshed to be chopped into logs and burned in the fire.
Yan Ying whispered, "Follow him."[
Ruoruo immediately took out another small piece of silver from her purse without hesitation, placed it next to the gold gently, and looked expectantly at the cup in the dealer's hand.
Several guests left the venue, which was not a good situation and seemed to be looking for trouble.
The three elegant-looking men came with bad intentions, but this auspicious gambling house is a soft persimmon. It is better to leave quickly, lest they be lured out by the nursing home in the casino later and be beaten indiscriminately.
It's really not worth it.
The banker shook the cup in a very dazzling way, afterimages flashed and illusions appeared frequently. Ruoruo looked at it with a look of amazement.
Yan Ying closed his eyes, and when the sound of the dice spinning stopped, he already knew it in his heart.
The lead-filled dice moved according to the dealer's will, and the number was exactly what he wanted. Perhaps because he was angered by the man in red robe, the number rolled out this time must be five, six, or thirty.
The man in red robe and Ruoruo who voted for the lower position are almost certain to lose.
The man didn't move, and there were several more sharp gazes beside him. Everyone's every move was under strict surveillance, so there was no chance for him to do something strange.
Are you going to lose?
Yan Ying is looking forward to it.
The man in red robe suddenly laughed wildly and clasped his fist at Ruoruo beside him, "Little brother, raise your head and follow me. Aren't you afraid of losing?"
"If you lose, just lose." Wen Ruoruo shrugged indifferently. To her, this was just an exciting game.