Chapter One Hundred and Three

big big big!

Around the gambling table, a group of monks shouted in unison, and Fan Tong beside Ye Chen also howled like a chicken blood, shaking the world.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

Small, small, small!

And the other wave of monks did not lose the slightest bit.

It is worth mentioning that, no matter betting big or small, all of them are red-eyed, staring at the big bowl that has been covered on the gaming table.

opened!

Under everyone's gaze, the burly man who shook the dice had already opened the big bowl.

One, two, four, seven o'clock!

The burly man with a loud voice skillfully moved away the big bet of the origin stone, and then he did not forget to pay the small bet.

Nima!

Immediately, there was a lot of abuse around the gaming table, spittle flying all over the sky, most of them were losers.

Not bad!

On the contrary, those who have won, all of them are smiling, holding the source stones they have won with a look of embarrassment, and sometimes cast a provocative look at the monks who lost money. With just one look, there might be a fight here.

"It's time for a ghost." Beside Ye Chen, Fan Tong was still swearing. It was because he had a bad start, and he lost fifty origin stones in the first round. pain.

"Come, come, bet big and pay big, bet small and pay small, make up your mind and leave your hand, make your decision to leave your hand!" The burly man of the banker started yelling again while shaking the big bowl rhythmically.

Ye Chen had already taken out fifty origin stones, but he didn't place a bet immediately, he just waited for the big man to put the big bowl on the gaming table.

Fan Tong next to him made another move and directly increased the price to 100 origin stones, which was still a big bet.

boom! boom! boom!

Around the gaming table, a group of gamblers and monks also made their own moves. The smashed gaming table made a loud bang, most of them lost money. The material is hard enough, otherwise it would have been smashed to pieces.

In the end, the burly man put the big bowl on the gambling table.

At this moment, Ye Chen made an instant move and bet fifty origin stones in a small area.

opened!

The burly man was also quick, and directly opened the big bowl.

Depend on!

Immediately, there were wailing and howling curses from around the gaming table, because the dice were still low.

There was another round of cynicism and abuse, still the same as before, those who lost money scolded mothers, those who won money yelled at each other, had a good table, the smell of gunpowder was strong, and there was a posture of doing it on the spot.

"The last one is small, this one is still small, eat shit!" Fan Tong cursed, watching his Origin Stone being taken away.

"You're lucky." Ye Chen smiled, and took the fifty origin stones as compensation, which is much faster than doing missions. According to this posture, it is not a problem to win hundreds of thousands a day.

"Boy, you can do it!" Fan Tong glanced at the hundred source stones in Ye Chen's hand, then looked at Ye Chen again.

"Good character."

"Get out, don't talk to me about your character." Fan Tong cursed with a black face, and took out the origin stone again, this time it went directly to two hundred, and it seemed that he was trying his best to win back the lost money . starter

"Come, come, bet big and pay big, bet small and pay small, make up your mind to leave, make up your mind to leave!" The burly man started yelling again,

The sound of the dice colliding in the big bowl was very crisp.

Ye Chen held a hundred source stones, still ready to go.

The moment the burly man put the big bowl on the gaming table, he threw the Origin Stone out in an instant.

opened!

The burly man deftly opened the big bowl.

And here, Ye Chen has consciously covered his ears.

Facts have proved that his approach is still very prescient, because a wave of overwhelming curses has followed, especially Fan Tong beside him, the wolf howling is the most domineering sideways.

Good luck!

Still the same sentence, Ye Chen played penetratingly, no one could see that he was a veteran, and no one could see that he was cheating.

On the other hand, Fan Tong's eyes were already red, and he looked eagerly at the sparkling Origin Stone in Ye Chen's hand.

Not long ago, this fellow had sworn that he would win, but it was a slap in the face after three blows! Not only did he not win, but he knelt three times in a row.

Compared to him, Ye Chen, the novice in his eyes, is the bet. Ye Chen doesn't need to talk about it, he has already consciously attributed this to his character, which is too bad.

I don't believe it anymore!

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved Fan Tong became ruthless, and smashed a thousand origin stones on the gambling table with a bang, and when he was done, he didn't forget to glare at the burly man of the banker, "Fucking kidding, believe it or not! beat you."

The burly man ignored his words and shook the big bowl rhythmically.

Another moment, the moment he buckled the bowl, a storage bag was thrown onto the gaming table.

That was Ye Chen's purse, this time it was not a small amount, but the whole body's belongings, a total of more than 2,000 Origin Stones.

opened!

The burly man yelled, and the big bowl was lifted.

Fuck your grandma!

As the big bowl was opened, the yelling made the gambling house shake, and the red-eyed monks almost jumped onto the gambling table, what's more, they were about to pick out guys on the spot and beat up the burly man .

It's shameless to drive four small ones in a row!

Facing the abuse around him, the burly man just shrugged his shoulders casually. He couldn't handle the situation, and he didn't know how to be a banker. He got used to it after seeing it a lot. He was not afraid of making trouble, and no one dared to make trouble. .

Here, Ye Chen had already collected two thousand source stones, and stuffed them into his arms consciously.

On one side, Fan Tong's big dark face was as coke-like. He came here to gamble. What's the situation?

Ye Chen coughed dryly, and retreated very consciously.

Withdrawing from this gaming table, he did not leave, but moved to other gaming tables, the purpose of which was to deceive others.

Soon, Ye Chen set his sights on another gambling table.

After three unscrupulous minutes, he left with the Origin Stone in his pocket and continued to the next gambling table.

His purpose is to change places with one shot.

Pursuing such a purpose, this guy is very unscrupulous, haunting each gambling table, changing tables after winning a few hands, so that in less than half an hour, he has won more than 100,000 origin stones.

If you win 200,000, stop!

Ye Chen stopped at a gambling table he had just arrived, thinking so in his heart.

In view of the lessons learned from the past in the Dancheng gambling house, the gambling shop is a place where you can win money, but you can’t win too much, otherwise someone will talk to you, just like Ling Xiao back then, if it wasn’t for Dancheng who couldn’t kill people, he might have been killed. Killed.

Just as he was thinking, someone patted Ye Chen again.

Ye Chen turned his head subconsciously, but the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

Standing behind him was a wretched old man, more precisely, a wretched old man wearing floral underpants. Yes, he was wearing floral underpants all over his body. Needless to say, he was that guy Fan Tong.

"Wh...what's the situation." Ye Chen looked Fan Tong up and down, and took another look at Fan Tong's crotch.

"Don't mention it, I drove more than a dozen small ones in a row." Fan Tong scolded and spit stars flying all over the sky.

"Then what?"

"Then the one who loses is left with a pair of underpants."

"And then what?"

"Lend me some money, and pay you back if you win."

"No." Ye Chen shook his head bluntly, God knows when he will pay back the money he borrowed.

"Hey you little brat, I..."

"My little friend, my master is here to invite you." Before Fan Tong finished speaking, an old man in purple appeared in front of the two of them, speaking to Ye Chen, but his eyes glanced up and down at Fan Tong.

They are all here to gamble, why are you betting like this?

The old man in purple looked Fan Tong up and down, and Ye Chen looked the old man in purple up and down, secretly thinking that the one who should have come is still here, if Fan Tong hadn't arrived, he might have already won the game and then withdrew.

"Little friend, please!" The old man in purple finally set his sights on Ye Chen.

"What about gambling? No." Ye Chen shook his head.

"You can gamble as above." The purple-clothed old man smiled, "My master wants to gamble with my little friend, and you don't need to pay the principal. The gambling house will bear all the winnings and losses, and I hope you can give me a little face."

"No." Ye Chen still shook his head, and said that he was about to throw the money bag on the gaming table and continue to bet, and the amount was quite a lot.

"Don't blame my friend, I offended the old man." The old man in purple made a move immediately, pulled Ye Chen and left.

"My money." Ye Chen had a strong urge to scold her.

"I won't lose my little friend." The purple-clothed old man raised his hand, grabbed the money bag that Ye Chen threw out, and returned it to Ye Chen.

"I'll go too." Fan Tong also followed up, licking his face.

"Go and play." The purple-clothed old man flicked his sleeves, and Fan Tong, who had just followed up, went back and forth on the spot, wearing a pair of bright flowered underpants, which was particularly eye-catching in the casino.