After marrying, I spoiled His Majesty the Holy Monarch

Chapter 297 Guess

"Bang!" Hong Hai put down the dice cup with a loud bang, and looked at Nan Jiuli with a protesting expression.

"Guessing the size is not difficult, how about guessing the number?"

As soon as this remark came out, Nan Jiuli hadn't spoken yet, but the crowd of spectators began to discuss it first.

"Tsk tsk, do you think that young master can guess it? I don't have a clue, I didn't hear anything."

"I guess this young master is probably not good. After all, Hong Hai is a well-known gambling master. Judging by his confident appearance, he must be deliberately embarrassing the young master."

"That's right, I don't know where this young master provoked Hong Hai. This is only the first game, so he directly made things difficult for him."

"Hey, it seems that the young master is doomed..."

"..."

Nan Jiuli ignored the whispers of those people talking to himself, and looked at Hong Hai with a haughty look on his face, "Do you think I guess?"

"Just tell me if you can't guess." Hong Hai didn't have the heart to play the game of guessing and guessing, and said directly: "After all, young people are a little arrogant, which is normal."

"As long as the young master is willing to apologize for the verbal humiliation to me just now, I will forgive you."

After the words fell, everyone finally understood why Hong Hai insisted on making things difficult for the young master. It turned out that the other party did it himself.

This time, everyone's eyes on Nan Jiuli changed from gloating, to more indescribable, alas, this person, he needs to be self-aware.

Sure enough, there is a saying that is good, if you don't die, you won't die!

Regarding this, Nan Jiuli still didn't care about it, and said firmly: "Three, two, five, let's lift the cup."

Crowd: ? ?

Everyone was confused, but Hong Hai blurted out, "You guessed it?"

Without lifting the cup, Hong Hai knew that what the other party said was correct, and he guessed well.

Is this true, or is it just luck?
He didn't believe in this evil, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the dice cup, revealing the three dice inside.

The above points are exactly: three, two, five.

The people who eat melons were shocked, "Is this...really right?"

"No way, this should be shit luck, right?"

"It's such a shit luck, I want it too."

A group of people are envious, jealous, and questioning. It can be said that even a small world can see all kinds of life.

Hong Hai said again: "Young master has some skills, why don't you guess this game again."

As soon as he finished speaking, without giving Nan Jiuli a chance to refuse, he picked up the dice cup and began to roll the dice again.

He put water in that set just now, but he didn't believe that the other party could guess this set. Thinking about it, Hong Hai's eyes were full of provocation.

Nan Jiuli looked indifferent, guessing, guessing, it saves effort to move your mouth than to move your hands.

This time, Hong Hai shook his hands much faster than before, and some people with better hearing just now could make out some generalizations, and maybe they could get one or two numbers right.

But now, even Meng couldn't do anything.

Unexpectedly, the handsome young man on the opposite side could force Hong Hai to show his real skills. You must know that since Hong Hai entered the Fortune Casino, he has never met an opponent.

There used to be people who boasted that they had superb gambling skills and wanted to challenge Hong Hai. They were either abused to the point of leaving the game in despair, or they gambled until they lost their fortunes without winning a game, and there were even those who lost so badly that they were so angry that they vomited blood.

The result was that Hong Hai didn't even show half of his strength against those people.

Looking back now... Could it be that this young man is really a master of gambling?

Everyone thought about it, but in the end they decided to hold their opinions first.

"Guess." Hong Hai covered the dice cup, eyes full of confidence in himself, just waiting for Nan Jiuli to admit defeat and say that he couldn't guess.

Unexpectedly, Nan Jiuli didn't lose his footing as he expected, but curled his lips and said softly: "Five, one, six."

(End of this chapter)