Chapter 720 Is Here To Cause Trouble

The casino hall was overcrowded, and the lights shone on the gaming tables, clearly showing the men and women surrounding the roulette wheel and the lingering smoke.

Someone was full of excitement, swearing loudly, and seemed to have lost money. Some people put their left arm around a woman with coquettish make-up and held a whiskey glass in their right hand, looking as if they are currently drunk. Some people look left and right, give advice to those who are gambling, and then receive disgusted eyes or scolding.

The war and the influx of refugees did not affect the business of the casino. On the contrary, more people came to play two games. Because only at the gambling tables and cigarette stalls, the rich who are trapped here can forget their family hatred and national humiliation, and never know what the future will look like, and whether tomorrow will be the last 24 hours of life.

Drunk life and dreaming of death are also one of the various forms of war.

Lin Yue ignored the mixed smell of cigarettes, spirits and body odor, and walked to sit in the innermost part of the hall. The casino guard Knife sat on a red chair with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the group of gamblers and blowing out a puff of smoke ring from time to time.

"My surname is Lin, and I'm a friend of Lieutenant Colonel Xie Jinyuan, Lieutenant Colonel Xie Jinyuan, 88th Division, 524th Regiment of the Sixing Warehouse garrison opposite. Is Sister Rong there?"

"Ah?" The knife glanced at him: "Didn't the national army withdraw?"

"No, the 524th regiment is still there."

"You want to see Miss Rong?"

"right."

The knife looked impatient: "Sister Rong is the one you can see if you want? Go, go, go, go, hurry up, I will hand you over to the police in the patrol room."

Lin Yue smiled: "I don't see you, do you?"

The knife didn't look at him, and turned his face away. Although Sister Rong's husband had served in the army and was the person he respected the most, the word "army" can be said to be Sister Rong's nightmare. Well, the two sons also died on the battlefield one after another. Now a person who claims to be a friend of the 524 regiment came to the concession to look for Sister Rong. Could it be that killing her husband and son is not enough, but also making her a victim of the war?

He will not tolerate this kind of thing happening, just like before on the garbage bridge, he helped the people of the Ministry of Industry and Bureau to maintain law and order for free, and persuaded the deserters of the national army to retreat.

If he hadn't seen this guy surnamed Lin giving a lot of ponchos to the refugees on the opposite steps, he would have already called the people in the patrol room to arrest the suspicious elements.

Lin Yue walked around the casino, looked at the roulette table, then at the Pai Gow game table, and walked to the most classic dice rolling table, and rummaged through it in his pocket. There are only three dollars, compared to the face value of banknotes in other people's hands, that is a shabby one.

The croupier in waiter uniform showed contempt on his face, and the British man sitting next to him turned his head and whispered into the ear of the female companion wearing a cheongsam, which didn't seem to be a good thing.

Lin Yue frowned. The identity given to him by the system this time was a recruit of the Hubei Security Regiment, a family in a small town in the suburbs. He couldn't compare to the citizens of Shanghai. Just the three yuan was still stuffed into his hand by his mother wiping her tears before leaving. Here, give him flowers on the way.

"Do you want a watch?" Lin Yue took off the Seiko watch on his wrist, took out a pocket watch from his pocket and threw it on the table.

The waiter said, "Do you think this is a pawn shop?"

When the men present were watching his jokes, the woman in the cheongsam beside the British stood up and walked to him to pick up the watches and pocket watches seized from the hands of the Japanese officers.

"May I have your name?"

Lin Yue said: "Lin Yue."

"I want this." The woman in the cheongsam took out fifty yuan from her pocket and handed it to him.

Lin Yue said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

When she was talking, the British guy came to hold her hand, but she threw it away, and it was very embarrassing to eat a big deflated.

"I heard your conversation with him." The cheongsam woman glanced at the knife sitting opposite: "What would you like to drink?"

"A glass of whiskey, with ice."

The woman in the cheongsam turned around and took two steps, as if she suddenly remembered something, she turned her head and smiled and said, "My name is Gao Min."

Lin Yue nodded with a smile, watched her leave, and pushed the fifty-three dollars in his hand onto the table. The middle-aged man in a white coat next to him glanced at him, as if it was difficult to understand that he only had three dollars in his pocket. But dared to put all his wealth out.

The croupier glanced at him and picked up the dice cup.

"slow."

Lin Yue reached out to stop him: "As a customer, I want to check the dice."

The British guy next to him glanced at him and said in English: "The Chinese are so troublesome."

Lin Yue replied, "British people are so arrogant", which made the British guy's face change. He didn't expect that a young man with only three yuan in his body could speak English so fluently, and his words were very authentic. .

The croupier's gaze also changed, with less contempt and more solemnity. This is the British Concession, and the status of Chinese who can speak English is much higher than that of Chinese who cannot speak English.

Lin Yue took the dice cup to meet the eyes of the gamblers, opened it for a look, weighed the three dice in the palm of his hand, felt the weight and put them back, and said calmly: "No problem, just shake it .”

"Sister Rong's casino has always been operated legally, and there is nothing wrong with it."

The croupier picked up the dice cup and took a copy. The three dice on the table disappeared. After a few breaths, he slammed the dice cup on the table and took it away.

"A few guests please bet."

The British guy took out a 20 piece of money from a wad of money and patted it on the "big"; the middle-aged man in a white coat scratched his scalp, took the 20 yuan and put it on the "big" first, after a few breaths Feeling inappropriate again, he pressed the coin and pushed it on the "small": "Buy small, last time it was big, this time it must be small." Several people next to him also followed suit, and when it was Lin Yue's turn, he put only Some fifty-three yuan were all pushed to "small".

"Buy it and leave it, buy it and leave it."

When the croupier made the announcement before opening the cup, Gao Min came over with two glasses of whiskey, one for Lin Yue and one for himself: "What did you buy?"

Lin Yue pointed to the "Xiao" in the upper left corner of the betting area.

"You're all-in?" Gao Min was stunned for a moment. Although fifty-three yuan is nothing to the rich people living in Shanghai, it is not a problem to buy a cow in the local area.

Before Lin Yue could reply, the croupier over there opened the dice cup.

Two two three, seven o'clock, small!

The middle-aged man in a white jacket clapped his hands and praised: "I said it's time to drive 'Xiao' this time."

The person who won the bet next to him looked happy, and the one who didn't win the bet looked unhappy. The British guy looked normal and didn't seem to care about the money.

Gao Min watched the croupier push one hundred and six yuan in front of Lin Yue, and touched him with the cup: "You are so lucky."

Lin Yue smiled, and took a sip from his glass to meet her gaze.

The British guy next to him was so angry that if the Japanese hadn't invaded Shanghai, he might not have had the chance to get close to Gao Min. As a result, he just said "poor guy, don't come to the casino if you don't have money", and she got annoyed.

Hurrah huh huh~

The croupier over there continued to shake the cup, and slapped it on the table for a while.

"Guests, please bet."

The middle-aged man in a white coat patted Lin Yue on the shoulder: "Young man, come on, continue to bet on 'Xiao' with me, this game must still be 'Xiao'."

While speaking, he pushed another twenty yuan to the upper left corner of the gaming table.

"Do you want to play?" Lin Yue asked Gao Min.

"What's the bet?" She took out fifty yuan and held it between her fingers.

Lin Yue took the fifty yuan and slapped it on the place marked "three" in front of him, and then put the one hundred and six yuan in his hand on it.

The British pouted, and remanded "Big".

"Buy it and let it go." Following the voice that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, the croupier lifted the dice cup.

Three three one, seven o'clock, small!

The middle-aged man in a white coat laughed: "I've guessed it again." After speaking, he was taken aback for a moment, then looked down at the one hundred and fifty-six yuan bet on "three", with a strange expression on his face.

He bet on "Small", and the odds were one to one when he guessed correctly. Lin Yue bet on a single point. One pays two, and three "threes" means one pays three.

Now there are two "threes" in the cup, that is, one pays two, and one hundred and fifty-six yuan becomes four hundred and sixty-eight in a blink of an eye.

"It seems that you have brought me good luck." Lin Yue raised his glass, shared a drink with Gao Min, and handed over two 50's between them: "Here, yours."

She pushed it out with her hand: "I believe in you."

"Okay then." Lin Yue put the one hundred yuan back, waited until the croupier dropped the cup again, and pushed the more than four hundred yuan in front of him to the "fourteen" dot in the betting area of ​​the total points.

The Brit yelled "Crazy" in English, and turned to bet on "Little".

The middle-aged man in the mandarin jacket held "twenty yuan" and hesitated for a moment, ten yuan bet "small", and the other ten yuan was cruel, followed by Lin Yue and bet "fourteen". The others had their own choices, and some bet "big". There are those who bet on "small", and those who bet on single points. Except for middle-aged men in mandarin jackets, no one follows "fourteen". After all, the probability of opening this is too small.

"Buy and leave, hey, it's open."

The croupier called out, and the dice cup was opened.

Six six two, fourteen o'clock, big!

It's okay to turn on "big", the key is to turn on fourteen o'clock.

The people next to the table looked at Lin Yue in bewilderment. What is the odds of the total number of "seven" and "fourteen" on the dice? Twelve for one, that is to say, four hundred and sixty-eight became six thousand and eighty-four in a blink of an eye, which was enough to buy a house in Shanghai before the war broke out.

The middle-aged man in the mandarin jacket who followed the ten yuan "fourteen" point was so happy that he scratched his hair and looked at Lin Yue with bright eyes.

Not only his eyes were shining brightly, other people also looked at Lin Yue with complicated eyes.

Even betting three times right is nothing, the key is that the odds of winning are getting higher and higher, which is abnormal.

Lin Yue ignored them and looked at the sweaty croupier: "Why don't you shake it, shake it..."

The croupier took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the sweat off his forehead, glanced at the knife sitting not far away, saw that he hadn't spoken, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and shake the cup again. The voice said: "Bet, bet, buy it and leave."

Lin Yue smiled at Gao Min, met the gazes of the gamblers around, and pushed the piles of money in front of him to the area with the total number of "four".

What are the odds of four points? Fifty for one.

The audience was in an uproar, and even the people around the gambling table came over, staring nervously at the money on the table.

If you really want to pay four o'clock, you will lose fifty to three hundred and one thousand two hundred and eighty-four. No matter how rich Sister Rong is, she will still be in pain for ten days and a half months.

"I, I bet twenty'four'."

"I also bet on twenty'four."

"Wealth and wealth are sought in insurance, I bet one hundred yuan for 'four' points."

"..."

The people around followed suit, and it was close to 800 yuan. The middle-aged man in the mandarin coat rummaged through his pockets, took out the crumpled money and counted it. It was almost 300 yuan, and he bet all on it.

"Little brother, my wealth and life are all on you."

The British man shook his head at the side, and said in English Chinese, "Madman, what a bunch of lunatics, in fact, he also wanted to bet on the total number of "four", but he couldn't hold back his face. Just now he made fun of Lin Yue for being a poor boy, so he turned his face and followed others Drinking soup behind the buttocks, talking about it will damage the reputation of the foreigner, won't it?

The croupier looked at the pile of money on the table, swallowed hard, his hands trembling as he was about to open the cup.

It's okay if you don't win, if there is really a "four" point in it, hundreds of thousands will be paid out from him, or you will be beaten to death by Master Dao.

At this moment, Dao Dao, who was sitting in the innermost part of the hall, stood up, and Lin Yue noticed that a cloud of soot slipped from his cuff and fell lightly on the ground.

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