Huang Bowen led a group of people into a room at the east end of the corridor. When he opened the door, a burst of cold air hit him. Tang Guobin, who was walking in the front, couldn't help but shrink his neck, and then cursed at the top of his voice.
"Paralyzed, what cold-blooded animal can turn on the air conditioner? You might as well hide in the corpse cabinet!"
Xu Qing, who was behind him, echoed: "It's freezing when you enter this place, let alone gambling." A pair of eyes quickly took stock of the situation inside.
A luxurious hall of more than 100 square meters, with a dark red carpet on the floor, a long gaming table covered with printed velvet in the center, and a mahogany armchair at each end. There are two rows of leather at the entrance.
Bai Shengjun and Fang Piaopiao were sitting on the sofa, while the cold-faced man who came with them was sitting on an armchair next to the gaming table.
Two waitresses in short skirts stood on the corner of the sofa with their hands hanging down. Next to the gaming table stood a middle-aged croupier wearing white gloves. Perhaps because the air conditioner was too low, the lips of the two waitresses were trembling.
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On the ceiling above the gaming table and on the edge of the ceiling, at least ten pinhole cameras were found, watching every move on the gaming table from all directions. This also made Xu Qing speechless. It seems that it is not appropriate for someone to want to play tricks in the gambling game.
It was possible, and this also gave him the certainty of victory.
Meng Shicheng frowned and said displeased: "Old Huang, when you came here you kept saying that it was absolutely fair. Who are you going to play now? If you win money, do you want our buddy to take medicine?"
Huang Bowen couldn't keep his face, and thought to himself, I know nothing! This is probably a trick played by the grandson named Bai. I feel aggrieved!
Huang Bowen strode into the Meteor Hall and scolded two waiters who were shivering from the cold: "What are you doing? Turn the temperature up quickly."
A waiter said timidly: "The customer asked for it, and there's nothing we can do about it!"
Tang Guobin said with a joking face: "Some guests are born in the year of the butterfly. Don't imitate them. You must resist them resolutely."
"Butterfly?" The waiter looked confused and glanced at the cold-faced man sitting in front of the gaming table.
Tang Guobin nodded matter-of-factly and said: "A butterfly is just a worm when it is young, but it grows wings when it grows up. This is called complete BT."
The cold-faced man at the gambling table turned back to look at Tang Guobin, and the two cold flashes disappeared. Bai Shengjun smiled coldly, stood up, walked to Meng Shicheng in a few steps, and put on a humble smile.
"Boss Meng, we are here to have fun today. There is no need to worry about such trivial matters and waste everyone's time. I wonder if you are interested in taking a small gamble?"
Meng Shicheng glanced at the man at the gambling table and said suddenly: "Boss Bai wants to bet with me personally?"
Bai Shengjun's teeth itched with hatred, and a hypocritical smile appeared on his face: "Bai doesn't know how to gamble, but in order to make Boss Meng happy, I found someone who knows how to gamble, so I asked him to gamble a few times for Bai."
Meng Shicheng shook his head and said seriously: "Sorry, I don't know how to bet. If you don't believe me, you can ask Piao Piao."
Bai Shengjun was so choked that he couldn't speak. He didn't expect that the other party didn't play according to common sense at all. There was a feeling in his heart that he was punching cotton with no effect. He could only turn his eyes to Huang Bowen aside.
At this time, another waiter had already raised the temperature, and Huang Bowen said in a low voice: "Lao Meng, if you don't know how to bet, you can ask someone to do it for you!" After saying this, he gave a subtle wink.
Is Meng Shicheng just doing this: "In that case, let my brother go over and play a few games. I wonder what Boss Bai wants?"
Bai Shengjun nodded quickly and said with a smile: "Okay, let's just act as spectators and enjoy the wonderful gambling game." After saying that, he extended his palms to make a gesture of invitation. Meng Shicheng was not polite and went straight to sit next to Fang Piaopiao.
Down.
Tang Guobin patted Xu Qing's shoulder and whispered: "Qingzi, let go and play. If you lose, he will pull his pants."
Xu Qing nodded, walked slowly to the gaming table, and sat down with a big horse. There was a small pile of chips in front of him, and he picked up one and started playing with it between his fingers.
The cold-faced man said expressionlessly: "Dice, poker, you decide!"
This guy cherished his words like gold, and there was a flash of disdain in his eyes, as if he didn't regard Xu Qing as an opponent at all.
"How to play dice?" Xu Qing looked at the middle-aged dealer, still playing with the chip between his fingers.
The croupier smiled slightly: "There are three ways to play dice, one is to bet on big or small, one is to bet on odd or even, and the last one is to guess the number, usually using three or five dice..." He spread out his palm and used the tip of his palm to make a virtual guess.
The patterns on the dotted velvet cloth are dazzling with various dot distributions, and the large traditional Chinese characters in odd and even sizes are the most eye-catching.
"It seems fun to roll the dice. Why don't you roll the dice and I guess, and then I roll the dice and you guess, and you win if you guess right. You only play three games."
Xu Qing casually picked up the bell-shaped dice box and took a look at it. He found that there was a thin layer of flannel inside, so that even if it was shaken, it would not make too much noise. It was hard to say whether the other party could guess correctly.
The expression of the cold-faced man changed slightly. This method of playing is the most difficult, and he had already seen the dice box. The flannel padding inside seriously affected his hearing. Even if he had received professional training, the chance of guessing correctly would not exceed 50%. He now
I feel like the young man opposite me is confused. Could it be that he is also a gambling expert?
"Okay, it's up to you. The outcome will be decided in three rounds."
"Well, whoever loses gets the money."
The croupier was a little confused after hearing the conversation between the two. This was the first time he encountered this kind of gambling in more than ten years of doing this business. He originally thought that this kind of gambling only appeared in movies. Could anyone really do it in reality?
To the point where he could listen to the dice and distinguish the points? Even he couldn't help but feel excited when he thought about it.
Meng Shicheng and Tang Guobin looked at each other with a look of astonishment in their eyes. This kid was so messy. Could it be that he wanted to lose all his chips as soon as possible and go downstairs to eat?
"Both of you have five million chips in front of you. Who rolls the dice first?"
Xu Qing pushed forward all the chips in front of him and said, "It's agreed, I'll guess if he shakes it."
The cold-faced man narrowed his pupils and said to himself, "If you can't guess that all the chips are mine, this arrogant boy really thinks he is a gambling saint, just wait and take the money!"
Ta-ta-ta!
The cold-faced man put the three dice into the box, then covered the base, and shook his arms rapidly, puff puff... the dice hit the flannel and made a fine crashing sound.
Xu Qing didn't look at the opponent rolling the dice at all. Instead, he turned his head and blinked at Tang and Meng.
"Depend on!"
Tang Guobin raised his middle finger rudely, Meng Shicheng shook his head with a wry smile, and secretly made up his mind to leave after losing the free five million. No amount of money would be enough to lose at this rate!