"Master, here comes a big customer!" The waiter reported as he opened the door and lifted the thick curtain.
The noisy scene suddenly became quiet. Han Shaer watched with cold eyes. Two Eight Immortals tables were put together. On the west side, a bearded man was sitting, holding a charming woman in his arms. Opposite him, sitting or standing, were surrounded by a dozen people of various colors. On the table
Copper plates and broken silver were scattered here and there.
"Okay! I wonder how much this friend wants to play? Playing with these pickpockets is really wasting time and not interesting to me!" The bearded man smiled arrogantly and laid out ten silver ingots.
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I'll let you show off! Silly Han didn't talk nonsense. He took out two fifty-tael gold bars, put them on the table and said, "Let's bet this much first!" I really don't have time to talk nonsense, so I just have fun.
Play with him and seal his throat with a sword.
Whoops! Those who were sitting stood up one after another, collected the coins and pieces of silver, and stood back to watch the battle. The waiters were even more surprised.
The bearded man stiffened his tongue and showed his embarrassment: "This young master, the store will pay, pay, pay -"
Han Shaer knew that he couldn't afford to lose money as a banker, so he smiled and said: "If you can't play, it doesn't matter if you don't want to play. You can just leave the store separately."
This is to close down the casino! The bearded man knew the rules. He gritted his teeth and said in his heart: "Young master, please don't be a guest and bully the shop! The shop will accept your bet with all of its belongings."
"Twenty-eight old houses, ten years old, are not worth seven hundred taels!" Han Shaer reminded calmly, knowing all his treasures.
The old man had not yet taken off the money, and the bearded man could no longer keep his face. It was worth seven hundred taels, and he had to have a house deed! "This way, plus eight girls." He risked his life.
Han Shaer shook his head: "Master, I'm not interested! You have the nerve to offer two hundred taels for eight fans? Let's do this, plus the errand fee. I'll ask you, Master Jing, to come and see me."
"Okay! I'll make a bet!" The big man with the beard didn't mind being slapped in the face, he could finally turn around. He pushed the woman up, rolled up his sleeves, opened his clothes, and shook a dice vigorously.
Han Shaer was puzzled. In order to confuse the audience, the banker would often shake two or even three coins. How brave is this guy who is an expert? When he was about to throw away his hand, he said calmly: "Buy big!" Suddenly he felt the table legs shaking slightly.
He felt it was fun for a moment, so he let it sway back slightly, hehehe, he laughed, and said more firmly: "Five o'clock big! Buy big!"
The table was as solid as a rock and would never move again! Cold sweat oozed from the forehead of the bearded man. His grandmother told him that according to the rules of the casino, if he guessed the number correctly, the banker would pay three for one, three thousand taels of silver. This was fatal! He opened with both hands.
The dice were tampered with in a blinding way - it was so damn evil! The bamboo tube was holding his hand, straight away from the table! The dice, with five o'clock pointing up, was nailed there like a nail!
Looking at the bearded man with an ashen face who couldn't figure out the mystery, Han Shaer smiled and said: "The money and the store belong to me! Go and call Jing Yanggang!"
The big man with the beard looked like he was struck by thunder. He regained his composure, his eyes were as big as eggs, and he said arrogantly: "Don't even think about it! You are a gangster and you have eaten our eight Vajras - and Jing Daxia, the nine Vajras are on your head! Take it."
Get rid of your gold, otherwise, even if you know some tricks, if the gold stays, the people will also stay!"
Hehe, what a shame! Silly Han likes to tease those who are playful. He said stupidly: "I won't get out, I am the owner of this hotel! If you want to get out, please beg me. I will find a shopkeeper tomorrow and give it to him."
Say hello, I’ll let you be the waiter. Waiter, go call Jing Yanggang!”
"Wow! I'm so angry! Brothers, come on!" The big man with the beard picked up a stool, jumped up and ran towards Han Shaer. There were seven people watching, each holding their own items, and swarmed forward.