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The big man who owns the bank slowly raised his hand.

The pattern of the trefoil emerged, and it was the front again.

Wang Que made the wrong bet.

However, this time many people bet on the front side, and the dealer lost money instead.

The big man showed a trace of heartache, but he quickly paid back the money, then smiled at Wang Que: "Daozai, your luck is not that good either."

Wang Que smiled and said, "In a gamble, there are winners and losers. Besides, there's no child who cries every day, and there's no gambler who loses every day. Brother, come again."

He looked like he was obsessed with gambling.

The big man smiled: "Hahaha, well said, no one loses every day, the truth is that there are wins and losses."

After saying that, he started asking everyone to place their bets again.

Probably because it was two consecutive rounds of heads, this time more people bet on heads.

Wang Que waited until the end and threw a Mora on the reverse side.

The big man continued to operate and opened it again, and it was still facing forward.

The treasure-hunting group that hit the target cheered.

Some treasure-hunting groups that bet on the opposite side started cursing.

"Daozai, you are so unlucky."

"That's right, wherever you bet, you lose."

They talked at once, blaming Wang Que for their loss.

Wang Que glanced at the face of the dealer and saw that he was losing money while laughing. He understood something in his heart.

This is a trap set up for him.

Luck is something that most gamblers believe in.

If there is a person who has very bad luck and loses every time he bets.

So, as a gambler, what do you do?

There's no need to ask, just bet against him.

The strong man from the bank just told Wang Que that he had bad luck.

It is giving people around him a subconscious impression that Wang Que is unlucky.

Then if Wang Que loses a few more rounds, this impression will be deepened.

Then, more and more people will bet against Wang Que.

As those who bet against win more and more, they will bet more and more.

And the dealer...just needs to eat them in the last round.

Of course, there will be some people who leave the market with their funds in time, but the gamblers who can control their greed will always be a minority.

The gambling continues.

Although Wang Que saw some clues, he still looked arrogant and left Mora to the minority.

But this time, he didn't strike last, but first.

Sure enough, some treasure-hunting groups who had thought that after three heads had come out and it was time to get tails, subconsciously avoided Wang Que and chose heads after seeing Wang Que place his bet.

Afterwards, as Wang Que expected, the big man threw out Mora, it fell, covered it, and opened it, and it was still the front side.

"Damn it, Daozi, your luck is so bad, don't be on my side anymore."

"What a jinx."

"This is harmful to people."

The treasure-hunting group that bet on the opposite side started cursing.

Wang Que's eyes turned red: "I don't believe it. I still have two Moras, both of them are bets on the other side."

He stretched out his hand and slapped Moradu hard, knocking him to the other side.

The big man sitting at the bank laughed out loud: "See? This is what we call gambling. How can a gambler lose every day? Quick, quick, make your bet and leave it at that."

"Bah, Tietou, you still want us to bet with Daozi, bullshit."

A member of the treasure-stealing group cursed, stretched out his hand and slapped out a stack of Mora, betting on the front, there were more than a dozen of them,

"If Knife buys the opposite, he will definitely make a fortune."

The treasure-hunting groups around suddenly laughed, and threw Mora to the front one by one.

Wang Que glanced at the treasure-hunting group member who was speaking, and he had a hunch that this person was a stooge.

As we all know, the simpler the street gambling, the more likely it is to have someone acting as a shill.

In serious cases, there may be ten people playing, nine of whom are agents, and the only one who is taken advantage of is being scammed.

There may not be so many shills here, but there are definitely some.

But Wang Que said nothing and continued to yell at the big man to continue.

There is no doubt that Wang Que...lost again.

The five Moras given by Scarface were all lost.

Wang Que looked distraught.

The dealer smiled and said, "Don't be discouraged, Daozi. Winning and losing are common in the military. If you lose a little, you can win it back."

Wang Que gave a bitter smile: "Brother Tietou, I don't have Mora anymore."

As he spoke, he sighed and complained about his bad luck.

Tietou, the big man who owns the bank, said nonchalantly, "What's the big deal? I'll lend it to you first."

He reached into the cash box next to him, grabbed a handful of Mora and threw it to Wang Que.

"You've joined us now, so you can pay it back after we dig up the ruins below."

After a pause, he teased, "Besides, maybe you'll win next time."

The amusing tone made the surrounding treasure-hunting team members laugh.

Given Wang Que's luck in losing four games in a row, they didn't believe that Wang Que could turn the tables.

Wang Que's face flushed red, as if he was embarrassed by the teasing, and he subconsciously looked at Scarface.

This is a subconscious action. When people are helpless, they will subconsciously look at the person who can make the decision.

Wang Que's actions make people feel that Wang Que listens to Scarface.

Sure enough, seeing Wang Que's little action, Scarface smiled and nodded: "It's all for fun, it's okay, you can have fun."

He originally wanted to make Wang Que addicted to gambling, so he wouldn't stop him if he showed any weakness.

After hearing Scarface's words, Wang Que nodded immediately: "Thank you very much, Brother Tietou."

As he said that, he reached out and took out two Moras and threw them on the front: "I will put pressure on the front this time. I don't believe it."

If you want to lose, you can't keep betting on the opposite side.

After all, the people around are not stupid.

The dealer set up the game with himself, so Wang Que played along with them.

Back then, Wang Que was taken by his boss to play mahjong with several Party A managers, and he could lose hundreds of thousands of dollars in one night.

Although he doesn't like this trick, he definitely knows how to do it.

When rolling the dice in the KTV to compare the size, he can always ensure that he drinks the most and make the boss happy.

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Chapter 4 Win

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Still lose.

After borrowing the money, Wang Que lost several games in a row.

The Mora in my hand was getting less and less.

The treasure-hunting groups around were indeed becoming more and more excited.

If you buy the opposite way, you will definitely make a fortune!

I don’t know when it started, but no one followed Wang Que anymore and everyone bought the opposite.

The big man in charge of the banker's business had a visibly darkened face.

"No, no, I'm going to lose everything."

Tietou was shouting loudly.

"I shouldn't have lent you the money. You're here to harm me, aren't you?"

He shouted at Wang Que angrily.

Wang Que's eyes were red as well: "I want to win too. Do I want to lose?"

At this time, his tone was no longer respectful, after all, he was furious with defeat.

But deep down, he admired Tietou. He was really good at controlling the coin.

In addition, the look of being angry when losing was also acted very well.

"Hey, Tietou, can't you afford to lose? When you won money before, we brothers didn't say no, right? Why is it that now that you lose money, you say no?"

Several burly treasure-hunting men with tattoos on their faces spoke with a sneer.

He looked like he wouldn't let Tietou leave the village.

The treasure-hunting groups around also joined in the fun.

Why do they form a treasure-stealing group, stealing petty crimes and digging graves?

It's just for Mora,

Now that they can earn Mora by gambling, how could they let Tietou go?

Tietou's face was filled with rage: "Then tell me what to do? If I keep losing like this, I'll have nothing left to live on."

The Tattooed Treasure Thieves sneered, "If you want to bet, fine. Wait for Daozi to win a round. We can't let him lose all night."

His words were so pleasant that the people around him burst into laughter.

With Daozi's luck, winning? Impossible.

Sure enough, Tietou said with a cold face: "Okay, then Daozi will win and it's over. No regrets."

After a pause, Tietou continued, "Of course, if Daozi loses all his money, it has to end, otherwise it will never end."

After hearing Tietou's words and looking at the other party's dark purple face, the Tattoo Treasure Thieves could not force anything anymore and could only nod.

The treasure-hunting group around cheered: "Iron Head is so generous today."

That's really generous, it's just giving money away.

He greeted people and started betting again.

Wang Que continued to lose.

As he lost, he looked at the money in the other person's cash box and counted the time.

Losing money all the time puts a lot of pressure on Tietou. Although it is a game, if the fish gets off the hook, it will be a pure loss for him.

Therefore, the person who set up the game will definitely take it back at some point.

Wang Que waited silently for an opportunity until more than half of the Mora in the other party's cash box was gone.

And after the number of people who were against him had stopped growing for a long time,

Wang Que suddenly shouted, "I don't believe it. This one will decide the outcome."