"It's really bad! Five hundred million! The casino lost nearly five hundred million in just three games!" the boy explained repeatedly.
"Five hundred million?" Murong Bai and several monks from Surabaya City were so frightened that they almost fainted after hearing this number.
Even Murong Tianzong couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart. But after all, he was the heir of the Murong family and he always loved face. Naturally, he would not show any heartache in front of his cousin and servants. Instead, he would pretend not to care.
, said casually:
"Isn't it four or five billion? What's all the fuss about this? It's just a guy with a little spare money who made a few heavy bets and won a few games by luck. Don't bother me with such trivial matters in the future."
"This..." The boy was dumbfounded on the spot.
Murong Bai was filled with exclamation and emotion after hearing this. He thought that his cousin is his cousin, he is willful if he is rich, he doesn't need to do business worth 60 million yuan, and it is just a trivial matter for the casino to lose 4 to 5 billion yuan.
But just as these rich and powerful words finished, another boy ran over wiping cold sweat and said, "Big big... something bad is going to happen!"
"Losed 22...2 billion! He obviously came here to play a game." The boy stammered.
"Two billion?!" Murong Tianzong's voice suddenly tripled in volume, and he could no longer maintain his original calm mood. "Let's go and have a look!"
However, he had just walked out of the Zhenbao Pavilion's door and walked a few steps when he bumped into the third boy who was running towards him.
"Big...big thing..."
Murong Tianzong's heart skipped a beat. Without waiting for the boy to finish speaking, he asked repeatedly: "Just tell me how much you lost."
"A rough estimate is seven billion!"
"What!" Murong Tianzong's face was extremely ugly. The Murong family was indeed extremely rich. Strictly speaking, even a loss of seven billion was far from the level that caused the Murong family to suffer.
But what frightens him is that from the 500 million he paid when he went out, he lost 7 billion in just a few steps!
It is obvious that someone is constantly winning money, and then constantly doubling the money! If it continues at this rate, what will happen even if Murong Shijie is rich? I am afraid that he can lose his entire family fortune in one day!
"Who is it! Who is so ruthless that he dares to kick the Murong family into trouble!" Murong Tianzong roared angrily. He no longer cared about the image of a rich young man who was neither arrogant nor impetuous. He also had the same expression as the little boy before.
He ran towards Tianzong Gambling House in a panic.
In the Tianzong Casino, eight top dealers kept wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads, with trembling hands, but they no longer dared to touch the sieve cup on the table.
Remote dice requires high skills and a calm mind. The combination of the two can make ordinary gamblers fool around, killing more and paying less at the gambling table, making gamblers mistakenly believe in the probability of victory or defeat.
It's fair, but I'm just unlucky. I bet too little when I win, and I bet too much when I lose...
However, at this moment, the originally calm minds of the croupiers were frightened by the terrible fact of losing nearly 7 billion in a row. Their palms were trembling and their hearts were weak. How could they dare to continue playing dice?
Shen Lang sat leisurely on a large soft chair that had been moved by the owner of the gambling shop himself, sipping the new tea made from the buds of the New Year tea tree in Putuo Mountain, and asked impatiently: "Do you want more?"
How long should you wait, don’t you think? It’s only 7 billion, how can there be no money in such a big gambling house?”
"Soon, soon. The boy who takes out the money will be here soon." The fat croupier replied, wiping cold sweat.
At this moment, Murong Tianzong hurriedly ran in from the back door. The gambling shop owner who had been waiting at the back door finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The gambling house has no money? This is not the case, but he has lost too much now, and it has exceeded his authority to make decisions. Therefore, before receiving the decision from Master Tianzong, they dare not continue gambling no matter what.
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"What's going on? Who's going to kick things off?" Murong Tianzong's face was extremely gloomy.
"It's a young man with five beautiful girls. The price is 60 million. No...it's 5999909999 spiritual stones. There are zero
You Zheng, his behavior is extremely strange."
While leading the way, Zhou Fangzhu said: "What's even more frightening is that every time he wins, he has to go all-in. He has won eight games in a row, winning us a full 6.4 billion spiritual stones. In addition, after three games
, the gamblers around him started making noises, and they all followed him in placing heavy bets, and won three or four games in a row, so adding these together, it should be conservatively estimated to be seven billion."
"One spirit stone is less than 60 million? Won 6.4 billion?" Upon hearing this strange number, Murong Tianzong's expression suddenly changed. Naturally, he thought of what had just happened in front of the Zhenbao Pavilion.
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At that time, Shen Lang asked him if the blue sea stone was worth less than 60 million for one spiritual stone, whether he could sell it or not!
Then he said: Sixty million spiritual stones, even a penny short of it, will not be sold to a poor man like you.
But at this time, the poor man whom he laughed at as not being able to afford even 60 million, won him 6.4 billion in just one cup of tea?
"No! It's impossible! It can't be him, he's just a poor man! How can a guy who can't even spend 60 million have such courage?"
Murong Tianzong couldn't believe such a thing no matter what. However, when he walked into the lobby of the gambling house from the back door, he looked up slightly and saw Shen Lang sitting leisurely on a chair drinking tea.
"It's you! It's really you!"
"Hey, Mr. Murong, I didn't expect to meet you so soon. It turns out they said someone would come to send money later, and they meant you." Shen Lang smiled slightly and looked at him jokingly: "I just don't know if Mr. Murong has brought enough.
Where’s the money? Don’t just play two games and you don’t have enough money, and you’re going to make me wait here.”
"You..." Murong Tianzong was half furious. Who is Murong Tianzong? He is the heir of the Murong family! Who doesn't know that he is one of the richest people in the entire Guyang City, and today he actually
Being told by others that you have no money?
"It's just good luck that I won eight times in a row. Why are you so arrogant?" Murong Tianzong said with a cold snort.
"Then let's continue." Shen Lang didn't bother to argue, pushed the tea bowl aside, rolled up his sleeves, and looked like he was going to have a big fight.
"Someone help me deal with this hateful boy!" Murong Tianzong turned back to look at the group of croupiers behind him.
However, what disappointed him was that none of the croupiers in his gambling house who had once dominated the entire Guyang City in gambling were now looking at me and me looking at you. No one dared to be a hero at this time.
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"He is a master among masters. We are not sure of winning." The fat dealer held up his pipe and took a long puff of cigarette. "Unless Mr. Mo Da, who has not been out of the mountain for a long time, takes action, otherwise, even if he searches for
It is difficult to find an opponent to restrain him in the whole city."