Huang Bowen cursed secretly and quickly explained: "Lao Meng, don't get angry. I just found out the identity of that person. We have been friends for more than ten years. Can you still not trust me as a person?"
"Huh!" Meng Shicheng snorted with a sullen face, and said lightly: "Are friends just for sale?"
Huang Bowen had a bitter look on his face and held up the bottle of green tea in silence. No matter how he explained it, it was useless. After all, the disciple of Southeast Asia's gambling king was sitting on the gaming table.
"Haha! I happen to be thirsty, thank you!" Xu Qing took the green tea from Huang Bowen's hand, opened the lid and drank two sips, and said slowly: "Brother Huang, tell me while you still have time.
Who is the gambling king of Southeast Asia?"
Huang Bowen smiled awkwardly and briefly and comprehensively told the story of the gambling king that he knew.
The gambling king of Southeast Asia, whose surname is Gao Mingshun, is originally from Jinan, Shandong. He has superb gambling skills. He has won all the gambling championships for five consecutive years and won the championship five times in a row in the Southeast Asian Gambling King Competition. His best skills are dice and stud.
It is said that he can get as many points as he wants by shaking the dice box in his hand, and he is also good at listening to the dice. His direct disciples have been strictly trained in these two gambling skills since they were young. If Xu Qing hadn't made a surprising move just now, I'm afraid
Nine times out of ten, the opponent will hear the dice number.
Gao Shun is rumored to be seventy years old and has swept through the gambling world in Southeast Asia without a single defeat. A few years after he won the Gambling King Competition, he quickly retired and completely faded out of the gambling world. Legends about him are still circulating among major casinos.
Some people say that he has special powers, others say that he is a master of psychology and hypnotism. There is also a rumor that he was defeated by a mysterious man and retired to the mountains and forests.
There are various rumors that are not true or false, but Gao Shun has become a legend in the world of gambling. His deeds have also been made into movies, but they are all under pseudonyms. According to reliable information, the cold-faced man sitting on the gambling table is now
The man is one of Gao Shun's direct disciples, known as the cold-faced ghost hand.
As for why he was invited by Bai Shengjun to help him in boxing, it is unknown. Judging from the fact that the man surnamed Bai can safely give him hundreds of millions to participate in the bet, this person's identity should be true.
After listening to Huang Bowen's narration, Meng Shicheng and Tang Guobin were stunned. Their trust in Xu Qing's good luck was greatly reduced. Luck is not something that comes all the time, but gambling skills are accumulated over many years of hard work. Which one is more reliable?
Naturally it goes without saying.
Xu Qing pretended to be shocked and stuck out his tongue and said: "Brother Huang, why don't you help me get the money back and let's just stop gambling?"
Meng and Tang also looked at Huang Bowen in unison. Now it was the cold-faced ghost's turn to roll the dice. If someone tried some trick and broke the dice or stacked them, there wouldn't be even the slightest chance.
?
Huang Bowen smiled bitterly and shook his head: "There are gambling rules, and losing money is like throwing water. I can't stop the game midway..."
At this moment, the croupier shouted at the top of his lungs: "The break time has come, please take your seat."
Xu Qing raised his neck and drank the green tea in his hand, threw the empty bottle on the ground, crushed it with his foot, and gritted his teeth and said: "Paradise, no matter what kind of tricks he has, he is just a cloud in front of me.
"After saying that, he strode towards the gaming table. The wind was blowing loudly and the water was cold. The strong and domineering spirit was gone and would never be returned.
"What a good boy, he is worthy of being my brother, Tang Guobin!"
Tang Guobin punched hard, as if the punch was going to hit the cold-faced ghost's face.
"I have a hunch, maybe Qingzi will win..." Tang Guobin looked at Xu Qing's back and said to himself. Winning or losing is no longer important now. This courage alone has made his blood boil.
Xu Qing sat on the armchair, took a chip and bit it in the corner of his mouth, pushed it with both palms, and pushed all the chips in front of him to the center of the gaming table with a crash, then took out the check from his pocket and shook his hands.
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"Raise, 150 million."
This check was won from Bai Shengjun in the stone betting competition. Before it could be cashed, it was thrown out and added to the original 210 million, a total of 360 million. This is a wealth that has amazed many rich people.
, now all concentrated on this small gambling table.
The cold-faced ghost's hands shrank as sharply as needles, so the money in his hand was still short of 10 million. Although he was sure of winning this game, he couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart. Since his debut, he has still been
It was the first time he participated in such a large-scale gambling game, and he felt that all the cells in his body were getting excited.
The seven checks were thrown in the middle of the gaming table like scraps of paper. The cold-faced man took out a checkbook and wrote a few words, then tore off a piece and blew a breath.
The last check worth tens of millions floated onto the messy stack of chips. The cold-faced man clasped the bottom of the dice box with his ten rings and raised his arms to shake it rapidly.
Puff puff puff——
The rapid crash sound was like a heavy rain hitting the tiles on the roof. The dice box and the arm turned into an afterimage, flying left and right, and even the croupier felt that his vision was blurred and he couldn't catch it at all.
I couldn't find the exact location of the dice box. I have been working as a dealer for more than ten years and this is the only way I have ever seen this way of rolling dice. There are no other words to describe it except amazement.
Xu Qing still held the chip in the corner of his mouth, cupping his chin and admiring the performance of the cold-faced ghost hand. He also couldn't see clearly the arc of the swing of the dice box, so he simply squinted and watched the changes.
Snap!
The dice box fell, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the cold-faced man's forehead. He leaned forward slightly, pushed the dice box in front of the dealer, then let out a sigh and said coldly: "Guess!
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Xu Qing's right eyelid twitched, and the three numbers in the dice box jumped into his eyes. His expression changed slightly, and then returned to normal. He thought to himself: Good guy, the gambling king's apprentice really has two brushes, and he can win such points.
I came out, but when I met my brother, you were still in the clouds...
Two fingers slowly reached to his lips, pinched the chip, raised the corners of his mouth, and slowly pressed the chip onto a set of numbers in front of the dealer.
"Three sixes, leopard!"
A loud shout resounded through the hall. The cold-faced man's eyes flashed with two sparkles, and his lips trembled slightly. He seemed to have something to say, but in the end he still didn't utter a single word.
"This kid is wasting his money!" Tang Guobin screamed strangely, but a strange smile appeared on Meng Shicheng's face. He saw a clue from the expression of the cold-faced ghost hand. Perhaps, Qingzi,