Pointing at the middle-aged beggar, he said dissatisfiedly:
"Are you a thief who doesn't want a job, but wants to be a pawn? I'm telling you, I'll either give you the dice or five yuan. Choose for yourself!"
As soon as Old Wu Boss finished speaking.
The other three beggars immediately stood up and glared at Old Boss Wu.
Look at that posture, he's going to take action at any time.
Although Old Wu Boss has special skills in flying cards and playing dice.
But the connection between the carriages is only a small space.
His hands are difficult to use.
"You just say you want to pay or not?"
The middle-aged beggar stared viciously at Mr. Wu.
Old Boss Wu is extremely stubborn.
His head shook and he said two words.
"No compensation!"
The two sides were in a stalemate, so they lit the fire.
I was afraid that Mr. Wu would suffer a loss, so I got up in a hurry and walked over.
Looking at the middle-aged beggar, I asked directly:
"How much do these dice cost?"
"Not much, a thousand!"
"one thousand?"
Before I could say anything, Old Mr. Wu let out a cry.
"You are so fucking embarrassing to the Beggar Clan. Are you begging for food or robbing? It's not even worth a thousand dollars if I sell you!"
"Then two thousand!"
Old Boss Wu scolded him very happily.
But the middle-aged beggar immediately sat down and raised his price.
From one thousand to two thousand.
As soon as Mr. Wu was about to say something more, I signaled Mr. Wu to stop talking.
Looking at the middle-aged beggar, I said:
"Two thousand is fine, I'll give it to you. However, I want to play two games with this big brother, is that okay?"
The middle-aged beggar looked me up and down, pressed the big bag under his neck, and said:
"It seems like you want to win back the money you lost?"
"right!"
I didn't deny it.
They are all in the world of martial arts, and everyone can see this.
"Okay, I agree. Let's agree, it's just two games. After two games, you get in your car and I want my food. Today's matter is nothing!"
"Can!"
I nodded, took out a wad of money, counted two thousand, and handed it to the middle-aged beggar.
My pile of money is nearly ten thousand.
People say that when traveling in the world, you should keep your wealth to yourself so as not to be noticed by others.
And I was showing off on purpose.
I want these beggars to know that I am rich.
want to?
Come and win!
Sure enough, there was something wrong with the way several beggars looked at me.
It felt like looking at a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.
I held the remaining money in my hands.
Looking at the middle-aged beggar, he asked directly:
"How much money you have, I've pocketed it all..."
After hearing what I said, the middle-aged beggar's eyes lit up.
I saw him standing up immediately.
There is no scruple at all.
Untie the belt on your pants.
He actually took out a bulging bag from his crotch.
What's in this bag is all money.
However, there seem to be only five or six red tickets worth a hundred.
Most of them are small change.
But looking at it, there are at least two thousand.
Putting the money in front of him, the middle-aged beggar said directly:
"If there is no point, it will be counted as two thousand, plus you pay me two thousand. In the first round, four thousand. I will shake first. If there is no leopard straight, I will just compare the points. Do you agree?"
"Okay, let's get started!"
I lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said directly.
The middle-aged beggar picked up the three dice in the bowl.
Among these three, two were his own and one was compensated by Mr. Wu.
I heard him murmuring something, and his hands began to shake.
The three beggars nearby followed and cheered.
"Leopard six, leopard six, six six six, six six six..."
In the sound of cheering.
The middle-aged beggar threw all three dice into the bowl.
After a crisp impact sound.
You can see the numbers of the three dice, which are 6, 6, and 2 respectively.
14 o'clock.
The points are not small.
I know.
In fact, these two six points were rolled out by the beggar's own two dice.
Those two points were rolled out by old Mr. Wu's dice.
In other words, there is something wrong with the middle-aged beggar’s two dice.
I had already seen it when he killed Old Wu Boss three times in a row.
The type of dice he uses are called password dice, also called hand-controlled dice.
This kind of dice was not common in Habei in 2000.
This beggar traveled all over the country and I don’t know where he got it.
And that’s why it’s called password dice.
In fact, it means that there is a special password method when playing this dice.
For example, like these two dices held by the middle-aged beggar.
If you want to hit six o'clock, you have to put two o'clock upward.
When playing dice, use a falling gesture.
If you hit like this, you can basically hit it accurately every time.
But not all password dice are played this way.
Different dice have different corresponding passwords.
This kind of dice has a special advantage, that is, it is not afraid of testing.
Even if you smash it, you won't see any problems.
But there is also a drawback.
As a careful old gambler, you can figure out the rules through the way you play every time.
As soon as the middle-aged beggar finished shaking the dice, he handed the dice to me and said:
"it's your turn!"
After taking the dice, I weighed them in my hands.
Then, throw it into the bowl.
The three dice began to rotate continuously.
Several beggars were lying on the ground, staring at the dice in the bowl, and shouted:
"Little, little, little!"
Mr. Lao Wu clenched his fists with both hands, stared and shouted:
"Big big, 15, 16, 17, 18..."
The dice spun a few times and then stopped.
The points are 4,5,6 respectively.
15 o'clock.
One point higher than the middle-aged beggar’s point.
The beggars lying on the ground sighed.
The middle-aged beggar also looked gloomy.
He can control his two dice.
But he couldn't control it, Old Wu's third one.
And I can control all three.
"Give me money!"
Old Boss Wu said.
Go up directly and take the money from the beggar.
He handed me my two thousand.
As for the money in the bag, Old Boss Wu looked disgusted.
He kept fanning his nose with his hands.
On the other hand, there are orchid fingers.
He carefully opened the bag and muttered:
"Good money can't be stuffed into your crotch. This smell is so damn good..."
"One more game!"
The middle-aged beggar looked dissatisfied, stared at me, and said harshly.
He thought that I just hit this point by chance.
But little did he know that he was meeting a man from a thousand families.
"You can come, but do you still have money?"
I asked calmly.
The middle-aged beggar sneered.
"The money is gone! But I have something!"
As soon as the words are finished.
Then I saw the middle-aged beggar starting to rummage through his clothes.
Like a magician, he pulled out a ring and a necklace.
Soon, there were more than a dozen objects placed in front of me.
There are gold and silver jewelry, bracelets and jade, and two unknown watches.
Needless to say, these things must have been obtained by plundering sheep while begging.
"Evaluate the price. How much do you want these treasures to cost?"
The middle-aged beggar asked me directly.
"Two thousand at most!"
Before I could say anything, Mr. Wu immediately rushed to speak.
When the middle-aged beggar heard this, he stared angrily.
He casually picked up a gold ring and shook it towards Mr. Wu.
"This treasure is worth two thousand. You estimate these at two thousand? What are you thinking?"
"Then how much did you say?"
I asked.
"Ten thousand!"
"Can!"
I don't want to talk nonsense with him.
In my eyes, these things already belong to me.
The valuation is meaningless.
The middle-aged beggar picked up the dice.
Swing it around in your hand a few times.
Sprinkle vigorously into the bowl.
The three dice jumped a few times and then stopped.
6,6,5.
17 o'clock, big.
Several beggars cheered.
In their eyes, they have already won.
The middle-aged beggar also looked at me with a proud face and said: