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Chapter 255 I am sometimes jealous of myself for being so perfect
Macao.

Tan Wenjie was very efficient. From the time he made up his mind to the time he rushed to the casino, the only thing that made him wait was the red light.

He walked around the casino twice.

Whether in his previous life or this life, he has no interest in gambling.

Especially in his previous life, he was the kind of person who dreamed of pie in the sky every day but didn't even buy a lottery ticket.

Didn't buy it, looking forward to winning.

He didn't understand many ways of playing cards, but there was no need to understand them. It was enough to catch one that could make money.

Finally he chose the dice and guessed the size, which was simple and brainless.

Chu Renmei appeared next to Tan Wenjie again. Isn't it just guessing the size? It's so simple.

"Please place your bet!"

Watching the dice cup shake and then fall on the table, Tan Wenjie moved his lips: "Auntie Mei, how much?"

His operation is nothing special. The guy on the left prayed to Buddha first and then to God, highlighting that he has prayed before and has not let go.

No one knew what kind of magic the person on the left, separated by two people, was performing. He was shaking his head and looked even more spooky than a medium.

"Back then, Chen Daozi was able to win 20 million with 3700 yuan. What's the point of me, Tan Wenjie, winning 1000 million with 1000 yuan?"

"open!"

In an instant, some people were crying loudly, some were crying with joy, and all kinds of life were displayed vividly at this moment.

The same thing is that no matter whether you win or lose, you don’t choose to leave.

Those who lose want to get their money back, and those who win want to increase their bets.

Tan Wenjie just joined and became one of them.

win!
win!
Still win!
At this moment, in everyone's eyes, Tan Wenjie seemed to be very lucky and wealthy, making people envious to the point of tears.

But what the people at the gambling table couldn’t see was a female ghost in a blue robe with her face covered by her hair, lying motionless on the table, her corpse standing upright perfectly.

When the cup was opened, she would stick her head in, then raise her arms at a strange angle and gesture in the direction of Tan Wenjie.

The chips in front of Tan Wenjie are accumulating rapidly.

After some people found out that Tan Wenjie was in great luck, they decided to follow him and place their bets.

Then a very strange scene appeared at this table. At the beginning, no one moved. Everyone stared at Tan Wenjie. Only after Tan Wenjie placed his bet did others follow suit.

The dealer's expression became more and more ugly.

I touched the special button below with my toes, but after opening the cup, the dice below did not change at all.

Similar situations have happened many times, where the cheating machines are completely ineffective. No... it cannot be said that they are not effective.

Specially made dice contain chips that will tumble when the dealer touches a special button with his toe.

Every time the dealer made a small move, the dice would indeed spin, but he could keenly sense that after the dice was flicked by the cheating chip, it would be flicked back again by some unspeakable strange force.

Is it a ghost or a special ability?

The dealer looked at the smiling Tan Wenjie in front of him. A drop of sweat slid down his cheek from his temple, gathered at his chin, and then fell onto the table.

Ordinary people certainly can’t see that Tan Wenjie, who doesn’t like gambling at all, relies purely on Chu Renmei.

A thousand dollars?

Chu Renmei had already reached in and grabbed the dice. She could push it back even if she rolled it a hundred times.

This scene is not exciting at all. If someone also possessed the Yin-Yang eyes, he would definitely have a cardiac arrest. The blue-robed female ghost was lying straight on the gambling table, with her head touching the dealer.

The black hair was scattered on the table, emitting a strange and cold aura all the time.

Maybe it was because the atmosphere was too hot, no one felt it was cold here. Everyone's cheeks were flushed with excitement because they were making huge sums of money with Tan Wenjie.

The people around also noticed the strange situation here, and came over to watch the fun, talking about all kinds of things.

Most of them were envious of the chips in front of Tan Wenjie.

It was a new round again. Under the watchful eyes of the dealer, Tan Wenjie yawned and prepared to put all his chips out again. Stud poker is a kind of wisdom!
But just like playing a game, if you are not sure about the outcome, you will be nervous. Otherwise, he will definitely win by cheating, making the interesting parts very boring.

Tan Wenjie is very bored now.

"gentlemen!"

A man stopped Tan Wenjie from playing all in. He was very respectful, but his square face was stiff and rugged, as if he would attack Tan Wenjie if he didn't listen to him.

From the beginning, Tan Wenjie has been going all in and winning all the time. The casino is a business to make money, not a place to give money to others, so it is normal for someone to stop him.

"What? You don't want me to win?" Tan Wenjie turned around and asked.

"Our boss wants to invite you upstairs. He would like to meet you."

"Please keep my chips for me. If anything is missing, it's your fault." Tan Wenjie stood up.

He has already won 300 million and is destined to exceed his goal, but there will be some troubles afterwards. If possible, he hopes that the flies will not bother him.

It was impossible to be afraid. Even if the other party wanted to turn against him and shoot at him with a rifle, he was confident that he would be unharmed.

Going upstairs, I saw a group of muscular men standing in the room.

There was a man sitting in the middle.

When they met, he politely said, "This gentleman has very high skills. I admire him!"

Tan Wenjie nodded seriously: "Sometimes I am also jealous of myself for being so perfect."

other side:"……"

Don't know what a humble boy is, I'm just speaking for politeness.

Tan Wenjie sat down without hesitation and waved his hand: "Tall guy, pour me a cup of tea."

The muscular man glared at Tan Wenjie.

Should we treat him well if we run a casino? Tan Wenjie's attitude was very clear: he was here to make money, and it was clear from the scene that these people had no intention of giving him the money.

"Sir, don't you know what to call me?"

"The name is just a code name. You can call me... Chow Yun-fat."

"Mr. Zhou, I have seen your skills. I will give you two choices." The casino owner winked.

The muscular men are ready and can take action at any time.

"What choice?"

Since no one poured tea for him, Tan Wenjie had to pour it himself.

"One, make a bet with me. If I win, you are never allowed to come to my casino again. But you can take all the money you won today. If I lose, I am willing to hand over my casino shares with both hands. From now on, you will be the king of gambling."

"Such a big bet?"

It seems that I am not at a disadvantage at all, but considering that the other party may not be able to do what he said, and you are not related to him at all, why should I give him shares of the casino for no reason?

Could this be a common plot in gambling movies, where a problem that can be solved with fists must be solved by playing cards, and every gambling movie boss will have a group of subordinates with human body outlining shooting skills.

"What about the second one?" Tan Wenjie picked up the teacup.

Chu Renmei reached out and put her index finger into the cup.

The action of drinking water paused.

Again.

Whoever drinks it will be cursed. Although Tan Wenjie will be cursed by Chu Renmei if he releases her, he has no habit of drinking hand washing water.

Put down the tea cup.

The person opposite looked at Tan Wenjie in confusion as he poured the tea, picked it up and put it down again.

"I'll give you 10 million, and don't come to my casino again. If you don't choose either of them, I'll also..."

"I choose the second one." Tan Wenjie stretched out his hand, "Give me the money."

(End of this chapter)