I don’t know if the white elephant dice were carved from the teeth of some Bodhisattva mount, but they must be some old objects. Xu Qing didn’t value these five dices. There were five diamond dices lying around at home, and he didn’t understand.
Why did old Wayne spend 18 million to buy this thing? It doesn't look like something worth over 100 million. [This chapter is updated for you by netizens]
"It is said that these five white elephant dices can bring good luck and avoid disasters. Those who get these five dices can win every bet. Mr. Wayne said that his current status is inseparable from these five white elephant dices.
Relationship, I reluctantly gave it as a gift today just to show my respect and appreciation for the world's gambling king..."
Sicles seemed to be very fond of the ivory dice in his hand, and he rubbed his fingers on the surface of the dice while telling the story. He just didn't know if he would buy such a gambling device if he had enough money.
A glib tongue seems to suit every popular host. In this business, one relies on one's mouth and quick wits. Five white elephant dice were originally bought by Wayne for only 180,000 US dollars. They were rumored to be so.
It has been exaggerated a hundred times, and the funniest thing is that almost everyone now believes it.
Using the most expensive dice in the world to hold the World Gambling King Contest actually makes perfect sense in theory. What everyone is looking at is the gambling game and gambling skills, and it doesn’t matter what gambling equipment is used.
The rules of rolling dice are nothing more than comparing the size, guessing the number, or rolling out a certain fixed number. Xu Qing thinks that these things are not difficult for him, and he is in a relaxed mood. As long as he can win the game between six people, he will be able to win steadily.
I have played dice with Oka Mén Zianzuo and the card king Jackhausen before, but it can be said that these two are defeated opponents. It should not be difficult for Xu Qing to defeat them.
Sure enough, the first game was about guessing the points. The dealer rolled the dice. In front of each of the six gambling kings was a machine that looked like pressing a password on a bank counter. They didn't need to speak, just press five numbers.
Six people roll the dice six times, and each bet is no less than five million. It is a very simple rule. The inner walls of the dice cup are all made of sound-proof and shock-proof materials. It is indeed not easy to hear it with your ears, but for Xu Qing
Hún is all about time.
Just as the Gambling King Competition was in full swing, a meat-fighting drama was being staged in the most luxurious office in the 51st District base, deep in the desert outside the gambling city.
General McCrary was getting stronger and stronger, and he was rhythmically lifting his big wrinkled butt in a fast and powerful sprint, bang bang... The white woman was crawling on the desk with her long golden hair hanging on the side of her face, casually
The sound of deep and powerful impacts continued, like a golden pony tail running wildly.
The two old tún muscles were raised and relaxed, and the collision was tense, forming two nests where they met the thighs. McClary seemed to enjoy the wonderful taste of this moment, and the two big palms suddenly lifted up and landed on the woman.
On someone's butt.
The sound of banging and slapping echoed together, and the woman began to twist her waist in a wide arc, as if to escape and to cooperate with the old general's special interest.
When the two pieces of snow-white túnròu were photographed purple-red, McClary finally burst out with a low roar. The heavy breathing of the woman under him turned into a high-pitched long ejaculation, and the dry river valley was injected with a fishy smell.
Although it doesn't have a lot of moisture in the flavor, it is thick and has a high concentration of old rice syrup!
McCrary withdrew his whip and raised his kù with satisfaction, not even bothering to wipe it off. As a general, he was a majestic and solemn model on the surface, but after peeling off that layer of skin, he completed the transformation between human and beast. He needed a woman.
It is very necessary. The biggest advantage of being in the base is that it has the most advanced cloning equipment in the world and can complete the entire process of growing a fertilized egg into a human in just two hours.
The value of cloning is not high, but the various nutrients and medicines required for rapid development are expensive. Only a very small number of senior officers in the 51st District can enjoy this privilege, and they can enjoy a different one every three days.
When it comes to women, McClary can be said to be the one who dominates the world. He clones a woman almost every day to enjoy it.
The woman is lying on the desk. In the eyes of the beast general, she is just a cloned object. From birth to adulthood, there is only an almost blank memory. After completing her mission, what is left is the end of life, even giving her
Every piece of clothing is redundant, or a waste.
McCrary put on the general uniform that gave him power, and he completed another transformation from beast to human. Any moral shame became a joke at this moment. Well-dressed, he pressed a hidden button on the table.
Dong Dong! Two distinct rhythmic knocks on the door sounded, and McCrary said solemnly: "Come in, the door is unlocked." The door in the office opened, and two soldiers with stern faces walked in, one of them was carrying a
There was a black plastic bag. Without any words, they stepped forward and put the plastic bag over the limp woman's head, and carried her out one by one.
The beast-like generals naturally have soldiers who are generally indifferent to life. The lives cloned here are just items, disposable consumables. It is not clear how to deal with them. In a sense, the things on these items are
It can still be used again, the technical term is recycling.
McClary's greatest enjoyment besides his wife is that every weekend he would disguise himself and go to a small casino near Vegas to gamble twice and drink a glass of whiskey. The whole process would not last longer than
Five hours. It is undeniable that he is a very punctual soldier.
Today is the weekend again. McCrary took out two stacks of banknotes from the drawer and put them into his military uniform pocket. He walked out of the office with brisk steps. He went downstairs and got into a very ordinary modified jeep. The driver was a jīng.
A thin black man, he already knew the general's habits. He would always wait in the car on time at this time. He didn't need to talk, he just had to do his job.
The jeep is very rustic in style, with a layer of yellow sand attached to the surface, but the inside of the car is absolutely clean, not even a grain of sand, because it is driven by a general who loves cleanliness, and the black driver is very smooth.
They drove out of the base's main gate, minefield, and surveillance area... until they stopped in front of a low shack about one kilometer away from the base.
General McClary walked into the shack with a bulging black soft leather bag in his hand. This small and unassuming place was where he changed his clothes every time. Not only that, this place was far from what it seemed on the outside.
, two minutes later, an old man with a mustache and a cowboy hat came out of the shack, with a brown and gray cigar in his mouth, and a shining yellow gold ring on each of the five fingers of his left hand. He looked like a real man.