Chapter 381 Mental Shock

After hearing what Mo Qiong said and seeing him look calm, the dealer frowned and looked at Mo Qiong in surprise.

"Is he here to gamble for seven days?" She realized that Mo Qiong might be a member.

Otherwise, how could he be so calm after just betting his life and finally winning back all his property?

And seven days, this is probably not a coincidence.

Then he was speechless. Is he mistaken? Just bet casually, why is it like he is here to cause trouble.

But thinking back to the gambling game just now, if we count from the fourteenth round, this person has had four consecutive rounds of gambling over 100 million.

Especially the seventeenth round, more than 1.3 billion.

This is an epic start. No member has ever bet so much in a single game.

The dealer looked at Mo Qiong with a shining look in his eyes. A familiar customer next to him saw it and asked: "I'm afraid he won't dare to gamble again in his life?"

"He will definitely come again. This is a big fat sheep." The dealer whispered.

The familiar customer laughed dumbly. Still gambling? Impossible, I almost gambled myself to death just now, how could I come again? Where in the world is there such a stubborn person?

If I come to gamble again, I am really a big fat sheep.

That's all for today, Mo Qiong took Hannah away.

Hannah froze for a moment at Mo Qiong's request, and nodded in agreement.

She followed Mo Qiong upstairs until she reached the door of Mo Qiong's room.

Then Mo Qiong asked, "Don't you have a place to stay?"

"???" Hannah was puzzled.

Mo Qiong smiled and said, "I have something to do tonight, just come to me tomorrow morning."

"Huh?" Hannah was stunned and embarrassed to death.

"So playing with you really means playing with you everywhere?"

"What do you think?" Mo Qiong said.

Hannah said embarrassedly, "I..."

How could there be such a person? He actually turned her away.

"What do you want to play?" Hannah asked strangely.

"Gambling for money." Mo Qiong said.

"..." Hannah looked at Mo Qiong in horror: "What! You're still gambling?"

Are you crazy? Who was the person who almost lost all his fortune before?

Wasn't it you who called for help and said that you would never gamble again if you lost every time?

How come you forgot about it after winning all the money in one go?

Hannah looked at Mo Qiong as if he were a monster. He had just experienced the ultimate ups and downs in his life, but he was still smiling and wanting to gamble. This guy must be a freak!

"No, I won't pay you for the bet. You are a lunatic." Hannah said.

"You are right. Forget about the one million." Mo Qiong nodded.

"Hey, wait a minute!" She hesitated for a long time and refused to leave. Today, except for a big meal with Mo Qiong, she had almost nothing.

Mo Qiong said: "Don't worry, I will only lose one million at most next time."

Hannah knew that Mo Qiong was very rich. If he only lost one million, it would be nothing to him.

In the end, she still wanted the one million reward, and said, "Okay... but why do you have to gamble? Let's... let's play something else?"

Mo Qiong smiled and said, "Have you ever fished?"

"Eh? What does this have to do with fishing?" Hannah said puzzledly.

"When you figure this out, you'll know why I want to gamble." Mo Qiong smiled.

Hannah seemed to understand, but didn't know what fishing meant.

Mo Qiong didn't explain. He decided to introduce Hannah to work in a peripheral enterprise after the seven-day bet, such as a chain of dry cleaners?

Those who work in peripheral enterprises may not have peripheral staff. Some people work for the Blue and White Society for a lifetime and don't know that they work for the Blue and White Society.

Although she can sell her body for money, she is not a snobbish person.

When Mo Qiong was about to become a pauper in the eyes of others, and even heavily in debt, she was still willing to stand by Mo Qiong, hoping that he could win, and even encouraging and comforting him.

When Mo Qiong was penniless, she didn't take the 10,000 chips given to her, but continued to bet on Xiao as agreed, and shouted for him from the bottom of her heart.

This is a woman with a very gentle nature, strong empathy, and love of life.

Mo Qiong doesn't mind fulfilling her dream.

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The next day, after paying back all the borrowed money, Mo Qiong came to the casino again, but this time he just gambled casually downstairs.

From a few hundred thousand to a million, winning or losing is determined by fate.

Hannah sat next to him and felt that this man was a spendthrift to the extreme.

"You have already lost five million! What if you agreed to lose only one million?" Hannah said madly.

Mo Qiong laughed and said, "I mean, the maximum loss in a single game is one million."

"What! Are you a devil?" Hannah took a breath.

"I'm playing normally." Mo Qiong said.

Hannah was speechless. Compared with the madness of yesterday, this was indeed playing normally.

Normally, like a bad gambler.

In the eyes of others, he was already in a state of excitement. After losing all the chips of 10 million, he asked the woman to withdraw another 10 million.

Losing more and winning less, he lost all again after an hour or two, and continued to withdraw money.

Several gambling tables were switched back and forth, and the battle lasted for more than ten hours.

Some gamblers came to play for a while at noon and left. When they came back in the evening, they saw that he was still there.

However, only Hannah, who accompanied him throughout the whole process, knew that this guy lost 140 million in one day!

It was like boiling a frog in warm water. He lost hundreds of thousands of yuan each time, and sometimes he lost one million directly.

Accumulated, it directly became a terrifying number.

So by the seventh day, Mo Qiong had lost nearly 900 million.

Hannah couldn't stop him, and finally became numb. I don't know what Mo Qiong was thinking.

Before, he was reluctant to lose 100 million in vain, so he doubled his money with red eyes.

Now he is losing more bit by bit. Isn't it a loss if you lose slowly?

Just when Mo Qiong had only a few games left to play, a middle-aged white man patted his table and said with a smile: "Friend, do you remember me?"

"Yeah." Mo Qiong recognized that this guy was one of the people who saw him gambling upstairs before.

The middle-aged white man smiled and said: "It's too boring for you to gamble like this all the time. Are you interested in going to the box to gamble with me?"

"Huh?" Mo Qiong laughed and said: "Aren't you giving me money?"

The middle-aged white man was stunned. Who is giving money to whom?

He didn't believe that this man would be so stupid. He didn't expect that he really had so much money to burn and dared to continue gambling. After he found out, he thought it was an opportunity.

This man is rich and stupid, a fat sheep prodigal son. Instead of giving money to the casino, it is better to give money to him.

So he planned to take Mo Qiong to gamble privately, so as not to give money to the casino.

Mo Qiong stared at him in silence for a while, then shook his head: "But it's a pity..."

The middle-aged white man was stunned, thinking, did he lose everything?

"What do you mean?"

Mo Qiong said: "Nothing, you stand here for a while, I'll think about it."

The middle-aged white man smiled and said: "Then you have to think about it carefully."

As he said that, he really stood aside and waited.

Mo Qiong continued to gamble on his own, and Hannah leaned close to his ear and whispered: "He treats you as a fat sheep, don't gamble with him."

In response, Mo Qiong smiled softly: "I want to gamble..."

Hannah didn't know what this meant, and about ten minutes passed.

Just when the middle-aged white man was a little impatient...

"Ring ring ring..." His mobile phone rang, and when he picked it up, his face changed drastically.

"What? IRS? Why? Why did you suddenly come to check the accounts? I'll go back right away!" He didn't care about Mo Qiong, and turned around and ran away.

Mo Qiong tilted his head to look at his receding back, and said to the communicator: "Mr. Gou, you are really good, just let the IRS check him."

Mr. Gou communicated: "This kind of private gambling is a trap. This person is not the first time. He has pulled a few accomplices to set up a trap. He can definitely kill you."

"I can use my mental power to kill them." Mo Qiong said.

"Forget it! We can't use mental power to cheat and win ordinary people's money unless it is required by the mission. Their private gambling does not use our dealers. Brother, I am saving you." Mr. Gou said.

Mo Qiong did not comment, he did not have only one way to cheat.

When this person came, Mo Qiong knew what he was going to do, but discipline is discipline, and Mo Qiong still told Mr. Gou.

Mr. Gou called the IRS and directly settled the matter.

"By the way, in the 1001st round, you can only bet on the big or small."

"I know, are you afraid that I will bet on the leopard? Who do you think I am? Will I use this method to make money from the club?" Mo Qiong said speechlessly.

Gou Ye said: "It's good to know. You can cheat with mental power only once. Just complete the ceremony and you can get back some blood at most. You are luckier than me. I only had more than 4 million left at the end, but you still have 100 million. Oh, you still have 200 million."

Mo Qiong smiled. In the 1001st game, if he really opened his mental power, he would definitely win.

As for Mo Qiong, he started with an epic game, and then it was the same normal process as other members.

It can be said that he has a much higher upper limit than others in a single game. As long as he is not the worst talent in history, he will definitely open his mental power, and the intensity will be higher than the normal situation.

So in the last game, he can bet all his money back.

"Ah...a thousand games are finally over."

After more than ten minutes, Mo Qiong rubbed his head and sighed in his heart. After a thousand games, there is only one step left.

Cheat with mental power.

This time, there is no need to worry about the dealer knowing that he is a member. A thousand games have been completed.

He took out his card and asked the waiter to get the chips: "Bring me two hundred million!"

"Why are you like this again! Calm down!" Hannah was shocked. Why did Mo Qiong want to lose more than a billion?

"Just do your job well and cheer me up." Mo Qiong said.

Hannah sighed: "Why are you completely different from that day? You felt like the sky was falling when you lost 100 million before."

"Even if the sky falls, you have to hold on." Mo Qiong laughed.

"Give me a big one!"

Mo Qiong shouted directly, and Hannah also waved the flag and shouted on the side.

The dealer looked at him strangely: "Could it be..."

Mo Qiong stared at her eyes and shouted in his heart with a strong will: "Big! Beauty! I want a big one this round! You decide the points!"

It feels different! It feels different from the previous thousand games.

An inexplicable perception broke into the dealer's heart.

It seems that a wave burst out from the brain and bombarded the female dealer's stream of consciousness.

"Success! My mental power." Mo Qiong looked at the dealer with eyes wide open, and thought to himself. At the same time, he felt a sore head and a weak feeling.

At this moment, the dealer stared at Mo Qiong with eyes wide open, his mouth wide open, and even his professional smile was gone. It was obvious that he heard the words in his heart.

But Mo Qiong was a little strange. Logically speaking, the dealer trained in the club should be able to control himself. Why is he so horrified?

Just when he thought of this, he saw the dealer's eyes suddenly roll up and show a white eye.

Then his head tilted back and his body fell to the ground with a bang.

"Ah?" Mo Qiong was stunned.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and a waiter rushed over to help her.

"She fainted! Call the doctor!"

"Eh?" Mo Qiong suddenly stood up.

I heard Master Gou complaining in the communicator: "Why did you knock out the dealer? Is this... a domineering use?"

"Did you focus your mental consciousness to bombard her? How is that possible? How did you master this technique in the first place?"

When Mo Qiong heard this, he suddenly knew what had happened.

According to Blue and White Society, mental power is a not-so-scientific wave, just like water ripples, spreading outward in the form of waves. Only the people he wants to contact will adjust the corresponding channels individually, and will be affected by others. take over.

Therefore, most of them have been meaninglessly spread and their intensity has been attenuated, which is extremely wasteful. Only senior members can use it to attack.

But if this counts as an arrow, his target just now was directly focused on the dealer. After all the mental fluctuations spread out, they finally converged to one point!

It was like the shock waves released by the bombs all rushed to the same place and concentrated the bombing.

It was just used for communication, but it instantly became an offensive shock.

"Uh...mistake..." Mo Qiong said hurriedly.

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p.s: Sorry. Today is just one chapter. My schedule is totally messed up. I stayed up all night coding and will update early tomorrow.