I rise from the sword

Chapter 303 God of Gamblers Possessed

Seeing the deflated look of the man in the white suit, Duan Peng and Monk Wei couldn't help feeling amused in their hearts.

Not to mention, this kind of feeling of taking advantage and letting the little devil take the blame is really fucking cool!
Doubly cool!
"Bet big, or bet small?"

Hear the questioning of 'Kogoro Hirata'.

The man in the white suit thought for a while, and said, "Why don't we make a small bet, I don't know what Hirata Taijun wants?"

The reason why he said this is because even if everyone rolls 6 1s, he can beat the opponent technically.

Then he lowered his posture and said that it was a tie, which can be regarded as giving the opponent a step down.

"Okay, then bet small!"

After finishing speaking, the two put their lids on the dice cups and began to shake them rhythmically.

As the shaking speed and strength increased, the sound of the dice hitting the dice cup became louder and more chaotic.

The difference from before was that this time, all the gamblers onlookers stopped making noise, and began to appreciate this peerless game seriously.

Even the gamblers nearby stopped their activities and gathered around one after another, filling up the gambling table for a moment.

With the sound of "Bang Bang" two dice cups hitting the table, the two stopped their movements almost at the same time.

Yang Lin looked at the man in the white suit opposite, and said, "Man from China, you seem to be very confident, so you can drive first."

"Since Mr. Hirata has spoken, I would rather be respectful than obedient."

The man in the white suit is also welcome, he is not particularly afraid of the 'Kogoro Hirata' in front of him.

Because the boss of Tianle Gambling House has already arranged everything, and there is even Ichiro Hirata's shares in it.

Therefore, as long as he accepts it, Ichiro Hirata will not help the person in front of him to embarrass himself.

At that moment, the man in the white suit slowly opened the lid of the dice cup.

The gamblers stretched their necks and stared intently.

As the lid was picked up bit by bit, everyone only saw that the 6 dice were completely stacked together, like a pillar supporting the sky!
When the lid was completely removed, everyone saw that the top dice had the lowest score of 1!

The man in the white suit enjoyed this pretentious feeling very much, and then he removed the dice one by one from top to bottom.

1 o'clock, 1 o'clock, 1 o'clock, 1 o'clock, 1 o'clock, or 1 o'clock!
"6 o'clock is still the 6 o'clock of Yizhu Qingtian. I'm afraid that the Japanese can also roll out 6 o'clock. If he really counts, he still loses?"

The gamblers onlookers gasped.

At this moment, even Duan Peng and Monk Wei couldn't help but feel a little worried for Yang Lin.

However, Yang Lin still had a confident and calm smile on his face, as if all this was within his expectation.

The man in the white suit also had a smile on his face, but in his heart he sneered and said, "Well, little Japanese devil, let me see how you can still smile later!"

At this moment, Yang Lin also slowly picked up the lid of the dice cup.

It's another one of a kind!
As the lid was completely removed, the top dice also showed 1!

However, everyone soon discovered that something seemed wrong. There were 6 dice, but why there were only 5 here, and where did the other one go?
Yang Lin didn't seem to see the strange expressions on everyone's faces, and he took down the stacked dice one by one like the man in the white suit.

1 o'clock, 1 o'clock, 1 o'clock, 1 o'clock, or 1 o'clock!
Immediately, Yang Lin raised a smug smile and said, "I'm sorry, when I just rolled the dice, I used a little too much strength, and one of them was broken."

"hiss!--"

Hearing this, the gamblers realized that although there were only 5 dice under Yang Lin's dice cup, there seemed to be some white powder on the table.

At first they didn't think about it, so naturally they didn't pay attention, but now they finally realized it.

All of them widened their eyes!
They have gambled money for so many years, but this is the first time they know of such an operation.

However, they had shaken the dice before, and even if they knew it could be done in this way, they didn't have the strength to shake it to pieces.

"Taijun Hirata, you have won, I am willing to bow down!"

The man in the white suit looked ashen. Since the opponent was most likely Japanese, even if he lost, he didn't dare to play tricks.

However, he has already made a plan. After 'Kogoro Hirata' and the others leave, he will immediately send someone to investigate the other party's identity.

If the other party is not Japanese, then he will let the other party take the money away and spit it out twice.

"Okay, I still have to prepare a birthday gift for Major Hirata Ichiro, I'll be here today, and I'll come back another day!"

12 cash is almost enough. If he continues to win, it is estimated that either the casino will go bankrupt or his identity as a fake Japanese will be exposed.

So Yang Lin chose to accept it as soon as it was good.

"Watt? Still coming?"

When the man in the white suit heard Yang Lin saying that he would come again next time, he was so frightened that he couldn't help but force a smile on his face: "It's our honor that Mr. Hirata can come to Lotte Casino, Welcome Hirata Taikun to visit again next time..."

Immediately afterwards, the man in the white suit ordered someone to exchange the 120480 cash won by Yang Lin into silver notes.

After Yang Lin confirmed the authenticity of the silver ticket, he satisfactorily put the spoils of more than half an hour into his pocket, and then walked out of the gambling hall with pride under the adoring eyes of all the gamblers. square.

Then, the horse boy who pulled Yang Lin in ushered in the darkest day in his life.

Not only did he not get the commission, but he was beaten to a hemiplegia.

Of course, this is something for later, so I won't mention it here...

"Tuan Zuo, I provided the principal this time. You have won so much money, do you have to give me a commission? It doesn't need much, just give me the fraction, hehehe."

Seeing that Yang Lin had won so much money, Duan Peng couldn't help becoming a bit of a money fanatic.

The annoyance in Monk Wei's heart, he knew that the business of the gambling shop is so good, so he has to invest a little bit of it, but it's too late to say anything now.

"This money is stored with Lao Tzu first, and will be used later to find a wife for you."

Yang Lin was talking while walking.

Duan Peng took the next best thing and said, "Then the previous 10 yuan is in the ocean, you have to give it to us, right?"

Yang Lin slapped Duan Peng on the head: "Damn it, did you miss the money, didn't you see that all the money was exchanged for bank notes in the gambling shop?"

"Besides, you are my soldier, and your money is my money. If you ask again, you will be deducted one month's allowance!"

"..."

Duan Peng was flustered in the wind, with a dazed expression on his face, and he despised Yang Lin for being shameless in his heart.

Duan Peng was very aggrieved, but there was nothing he could do about it. Whoever made Yang Lin the chief, the most important thing was that he couldn't beat the opponent. He could only be dumb and eat coptis, and he couldn't tell what he was suffering...

Monk Wei said inwardly that he was really glad that he didn't invest in shares before, otherwise even if he won the money, it would be a meat bun beating a dog.

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(End of this chapter)