Chapter 940 You Can't Do It!
However, very few people dare to start at this gaming table, so if you want to sit at this gaming table, you need at least five million bets, and the chips will continue to climb as the game progresses.
However, at this moment, no one paid attention to whether anyone was starting at the gambling table, and all eyes were focused on a little milk bag in a black shirt almost at the same time.
This little Zhengtai, only six or seven years old, had exchanged chips at the croupier half an hour ago.
At that time, he only had hundreds of thousands of chips, just walked into the casino, and walked to the French roulette wheel with ease, and bet tens of thousands of coins, with a careless expression, as if gambling was just a simple game for him. game.
Xiao Yichen stood beside Youyou nervously.
Just now, when he was bored waiting outside the door, Yun Tianyou said he wanted to walk around the casino, saw something interesting, and exchanged chips, saying he wanted to relieve the boredom.
At that time, no one paid much attention to him, and more people just thought that he was just a naive little milk bag who stole so much money from nowhere and dared to walk into the casino. Gambling at a young age, what a prodigal!
A well-meaning person stepped forward to persuade, but Youyou said slowly: "Hehe, just play around."
Simply Playing……
This is casino slang.
Generally speaking, people who say this are here to kick the game!
Everyone standing here, which one is not more than ten years of gambling age?
Without so many years of experience, who would dare to roll up their sleeves and roll the dice here?
Such a brat, with a mere few hundred thousand, not enough money to open the table, dares to speak arrogantly here, and he doesn't know the rules at a young age, so he wants to play like others?
What a joke!
Many people were sneering and sarcastic, but Youyou just leaned lazily on the table with arms folded, with an evil and deep smile on the corners of his lips, pushing all the chips down, making people feel guilty.
Desperate?
The dealer's eyes could not help showing a trace of contempt.
The roulette wheel spun one round, and everyone turned pale with shock.
In the first hand, unexpectedly, Youyou won and made a lot of money.
Youyou took the bets without changing his face, and still had a calm smile on his face, with a calm expression, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile.
He looked at the gambling money he had won back, shook his head helplessly, and said lightly, "Good luck."
Under everyone's dumbfounded gazes, he immediately threw all his capital and winning chips on the table, as if he wanted to continue the start.
The dealer looked at him with a dark feeling in his heart. It was just a fluke, and there was no reason why he could continue to win.
Everyone placed their bets, and after several rounds in a row, Youyou's chips became more and more substantial.
From everyone's contempt for him at the beginning, until now they are booing and betting after him, the fiery atmosphere formed a sharp contrast in the casino.
Although he had won a lot of chips, the child's face was still calm, he just smiled and played with the chips in his hand. The dealer's forehead was sweating, and he didn't dare to make a move.
More and more gamblers followed Youyou, but the dealer did not place a bet for a long time.
Youyou suddenly raised his face, raised a finger lazily and shook it lightly, and said flatly, "You can't."
The dealer was furious. He could have had a good harvest today, but he lost miserably because of his arrival. His mood was in a mess. How could this brat be so provocative?