My sweet wife won again

Chapter 568 Are you interested in gambling

Originally, she didn't plan to play again, but she always wanted to win back what she lost, and Murong Chenghan's posture of playing casually with her, she couldn't resist the temptation of Chu Xiu.

So on roulette alone, she lost several times in a row, lamenting again and again.

"Ah! It's only a little bit closer," she complained, "If you roll a little more, you'll be at red 3, I'm so mad."

"Don't be angry, I didn't lose much money," he comforted her, "Why don't I teach you how to play blackjack?"

"Not good!" Feng Lingling was at odds with this roulette.

She took his arm, shook it, and said, "Why don't you give it a try? See if you can help me win it back."

Seeing her childish appearance, Murong Chenghan chuckled helplessly, and replied: "Alright then, I'll try."

Unlike Feng Lingling's random betting, his betting method is very regular, although she can't understand it at all.

Murong Chenghan pressed for three games in a row. In the first game, he made neither profit nor loss, and in the second game he lost all.

In the third game, he directly increased the bet from one hundred euros to one thousand euros, and the bet tripled.

Because the amount of money played was small, the others didn't pay much attention, but Feng Lingling looked at him with admiration.

She intuitively felt that even though Murong Chenghan said he would try, it was not just luck that he would win in the end.

That sure-fire posture, as well as the confident and calm look in his eyes, clearly predicted this ending.

"Is there any rule?" She whispered in his ear and asked.

He smiled slightly, scratched her nose, and explained: "It can only be regarded as a strategy to increase the probability."

"Strategy?" Feng Lingling asked him to tell herself anxiously, but she couldn't understand at all.

He said that he bet 0 Euros in each of the three one-dozen betting areas in the first game, and as long as the turntable didn’t come out to [-], he won’t make money or lose money.

She could understand this sentence, but after that, she bet on the other two areas of the betting area in the previous round, and it sounded messy.

In short, according to his method, once one round is missed, the next round will definitely triple.

"I don't understand," Feng Lingling said sadly, "so I'm destined not to become the God of Gamblers."

He put his arms around her shoulders and said with a light smile, "You just need to follow me and wait until you die."

After hearing this, Xiao Nizi was about to answer with a smile when a man beside him walked up to him, "Excuse me, is this the young master of the Murong family?"

Murong Chenghan frowned slightly, he didn't know the person in front of him.

"If you don't answer, that means you acquiesce?" After Ke Weixiong finished speaking, he gestured without waiting for Murong Chenghan's reaction.

Suddenly, a group of people surged up around.

"What do you mean?" Murong Chenghan asked.

"Nothing interesting," Ke Weixiong's lips curled up, "but I've known your name for a long time, so I want to bet with you."

"I'm not interested."

"Whether you are interested or not is not up to you."

After his words fell, the crowd pulled out their pistols and pointed them at Murong Chenghan's head.

Feng Lingling was frightened by the sudden scene.

She widened her eyes, a little at a loss.

"Who are they?" Xiao Nizi leaned closer to the man and asked in a low voice.

"I am not sure."

He really didn't know who this group of people who appeared out of nowhere was.

"My younger brothers are short-tempered," Ke Weixiong waved his hands and said to the people around him, "Don't be so aggressive."

"Shh" sound.

Everyone obeyed and retracted their pistols.

Ke Weixiong raised his eyes, and casually lit a cigarette, "I don't know if I have the honor to gamble with Master Murong?"

(End of this chapter)