Restart Red Moon, from arms dealer to imperial command

Chapter 39 Betting
"Sister March has just changed her shift. She asked me to greet you first."

The waiter smiled sweetly, wearing a backless white dress and long-sleeved white gauze gloves, and brought a low-alcohol wine: "Would you like a drink?"

"No, I don't drink." Bai Shu sat on the single sofa in the front hall of the casino, looked at the fourteen or fifteen-year-old waiter in front of him, and knew in his heart that this was the arrangement of the March Hare, "Thank you."

"So would you like to play something first?"

The little host suppressed his excitement and tried to show the sweetness of the host instead of fanaticism.

It was hard for her to imagine that some gamblers could get out alive after a high-profile smash, and even let the March Hare be a VIP when they came next time.

What's more, this is a casino. Amazing gambling skills and crazy gambling are more addictive than drugs. It can cover up all shortcomings, including appearance, age, and identity. It is the stimulation and pleasure that makes the nerve endings tremble. , has a fatal attraction to those who are drunk and dreamed of dying in this abyss, and it is extremely beautiful.

Bai Shu suddenly laughed and looked at the waiter whose gaze was too hot:

"Why do you look at me like that?"

I don't know, I thought I owed you hundreds of millions of bets, and today I will tear me apart with my eyes.

"Ah," the waiter heard that Baizhu meant no harm and immediately responded, "Because I admire you!"

"worship?"

"That's right!" the little waiter said cleverly, no matter how pleasant to say, "I'm not afraid of five bullets in roulette, and I won in the end! If it's not allowed, I would like to confess to you."

Whether it's pure luck, or a thousand skills that no one has found out, winning is the truth.

Casinos are full of sweet words, and these entertainments are the best way to make people happy.

Bai Shu was unmoved. He just chuckled when he heard the words and responded with a joke: "If you really want a confession, it's better to find someone who has six rounds of roulette bullets and a gun that jams."

The little waiter couldn't hide his smile: "You're joking."

Roulette uses a revolver, and the biggest advantage of the revolver is that it does not jam and does not even have a safety, so it is extremely easy to misfire.

"Gambling stuck? Then it's better to bet that the alien suddenly blows up the casino." The waiter folded his hands and bowed with a smile, "Then I will confess him as the God of Gamblers, and he will be honored every day."

Bai Shu nodded slightly, her shoulders relaxed on the back of the sofa, her legs crossed leisurely, the fingers of her right hand tapped slowly on the back of her left hand, and she looked around through the sunglasses. This kind of posture and temperament can easily make people ignore her overly abrupt appearance. age.

During the daytime, the casino was deserted, especially at seven or eight in the morning, the carnival of the night was over, and the beauty who exudes luxury everywhere rested contentedly, and turned back into the skeleton of the day.

The March rabbit is resting, Bai Zhu came too suddenly, she needs time.

"Then do you want to play something?" the waiter asked again.

"I……"

drip.

The bracelet rang, Bai Zhu lowered his head, opened it and looked at the message.

In addition to the row of question marks above, Bai Lingyu sent an animated picture.

Bai Shu clicked on it.

This is a picture of pollution fluctuations at the east coast outpost.

Two waves of aliens have crossed the defense line and are approaching the city.

[Old man]: The sentry station on the east bank gave an early warning. There are strange-shaped birds fleeing along the coast. There is a certain probability that they will enter the city. Try not to go out today.

【Old man】: And about the inspector, the bullets from his nephew's body matched the bullets in the researcher's body last night, so it's best not to use your gun again.

Baizhu Typing: [Got it]

She uses the Beretta M92, which has a double-row magazine capacity of 15 rounds and uses 9mm caliber ammunition.

Bai Zhu saw it yesterday and there were 4 bullets left.

The waiter wanted to peep, but except for the front view direction, the rest were anti-peeping surfaces. Even if he took a picture with the pocket camera in his sleeve, it was a black screen.

Ah, the damn technology.

Bai Shu took back the bracelet and said, "Go downstairs."

Although there are often alien invasions at the front line, and even better buildings have been reinforced with anti-aircraft, it is better to go downstairs.

"Are you going to watch the racing?"

The waiter put on a business smile, "Racing is the specialty of our Red Queen Casino. There is no opening this morning, but there is a small double race to bet on. Please come with me."

The waiter led Bai Shu downstairs: "Do you want a separate box, or watch it from a close distance in the auditorium?"

Bai Shu looked at the auditorium, there were only two or three people here and there.

"I'm sitting in the audience, so I don't have to follow you."

The little waiter must have been given a task. Hearing this, he hurriedly said: "I will accompany you. You will not be bored if you have me to relieve your boredom."

Bai Shu paused when he heard the words, pondered for two seconds and then laughed:

"Please tell Miss March Rabbit for me: I will not be impatient. Dressing up is the privilege of the host, and waiting is the enjoyment of the guests. Being amazed by the outstanding beauty will definitely make me happy for a long time. Besides, I may need some more Free space to watch the game?”

"You can really talk," the waiter folded his hands on his chest, laughing at the words, all the original tension and worry dissipated, "Then I will convey it for you, I wish you a good time."

After the reception left and went upstairs, Bai Shu felt really relaxed, and chose a seat at the corner of the track near the finish line to sit down.

This is often a great spot for a match point.

For Baizhu, this place is better than the starting and finishing seats, and it is more fun than the overlooking box.

"Your wine."

A respectful voice came from behind, and Bai Shu turned his head slightly to look at the man diagonally behind.

He is about 35 years old, wearing a simple white shirt and trousers. There is a blue-purple petal in the shirt pocket. He has an elegant posture and a leisurely temperament.

He was tilting his head to take the blue-green wine from the waiter's hand. From this angle, Bai Zhu could only see the slightly stern profile of the other person's face, with his slightly long and slightly curly black-brown hair slightly covering his cheeks.

Bai Shu looked away.

The race has already started, the sound of wheels rubbing against the track is ear-piercing, and the roar of the engine is close at hand. The red car is ahead of the blue car by one body, and the two cars are clenching each other tightly.

There are five laps in total, and this is just the first lap.

"Do you want to place a bet?" The bunny girl walked in front of Bai Shu, showing no abnormality in her age, "Now the red car is far ahead of the blue car."

"Really?" Bai Zhu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Then beat the blue car, 500 points."

"..."

The bunny smiled politely and took the bet.

She walked to the back row and asked in a low voice, "You want to place a bet..."

"Let's go to the blue car and put down 5000 points."

The punter in the back row seemed to think for a moment before responding, his voice gentle.

5000 O'Clock?
Generous ah, direct multiple zeros.

Bai Shu turned her head again, facing the eyes of the gamblers who raised her eyes at the same time.

He nodded politely, his blue-green eyes were the same color as the wine in the glass, the corners of his eyes were slightly bent, and even when he smiled, there was a hint of sadness.

Bai Zhu thinks of sentimental poets.

She was amused by her own thoughts, nodded slightly in response, and continued to watch the game.

The car entered the fifth lap.

The red car still dumped the entire body of the blue car.

The two cars were about to reach a corner, and the blue car seized the opportunity to accelerate suddenly, throwing the body out regardless of the limit of centripetal force.

boom!
The rear of the car almost brushed against the guardrail, and sparks flew half a meter away from Baizhu!

In the next second, he rushed to catch up, desperately trying to seize the opportunity in the corner, and was close to the red car. The racer of the red car was frightened by this desperate overtaking in the corner, and lost the opportunity to take the lead.

The blue car crossed the finish line first!

Amidst the hum of the engine, Baizhu smiled a little and controlled his blood boiling as he watched the game.

"Why bet on the blue car?"

The question came from the back row, and Baizhu paused slightly and turned sideways.

(End of this chapter)