Chapter 318 [A Wonderful Night]
Because the chance of winning with more people reaches 70%, it is like a street light in the dark, attracting everyone. The winner shouts and screams, so how much is the entire third floor? Everyone knows what happened at the dice table? Because there were too many people, they all gathered together.
Even if you have money, you can't withstand the pressure of so many people. And don't you think it's no wonder that the probability of winning or losing is 70%, and the more you win, the less. Slowly, the US$500,000 was lost again, and Belsinger earned more than US$800,000. It was not a problem for the people around him to earn more or less US$20,000 to thirty thousand US dollars.
There were no leopards in more than twenty games in a row. Belsinger was always paying attention, and the three dice all had the same leopard. If a leopard appears, it will be a chance of victory that sweeps away thousands of troops, and the chance of this leopard appearing is less than 1/500, so Belsinger began to set a trap for the Japanese.
When the other party exchanged a check for a million dollars in chips for the fourth time, Belsinger was drinking next to him and said to his wife Lina with a smile. "It's really boring to have such a small time. The other party doesn't have the guts to play big with me. How much money can we win from one night like this? Isn't it enough to compensate for our sleep? Honey, should we withdraw? No, there’s no point in playing with the other party.”
Although Belsinger seemed to be speaking quietly, his voice was heard by everyone around him, so he just shouted everywhere with a loudspeaker. How is this talking to your wife? This is talking to the Japanese. It's just that it's better to hide it. Telling lies with your eyes open is nothing more than that.
Lina and Bel Singer, who had grown up with each other, had a tacit understanding of each other. They could tell what the other was thinking with just one look, and they sighed in harmony with Bel Singer's words. "Honey, you're right. There's no point in playing anymore. I'm tired and the baby needs a rest. Let's go."
The Japanese people around me were all red-eyed because they had lost more than 1.5 million U.S. dollars several times. How could you let such a rival Indian run away so easily? If I run away, what will happen to the money I lost? Who did you get it from? Even though he knew that he was telling him to provoke him, the Japanese had no choice but to talk back.
This is a conspiracy that comes out of the blue and lets you know about it and you have to take action, so the Japanese are angry next to you. He squatted down on the table with his glass of wine and said with dissatisfaction as he watched Belinger and his wife play the double act.
"This gentleman, don't be sarcastic in your words. If you don't dare to play big, I'm afraid you won't be able to play."
The people around them became even more excited when they heard this. All their eyes were focused on the two people, and the chips in their hands made a crunching sound. Just waiting for Belsinger to make a decision, so that they can follow suit and win money. It was a great harvest tonight. Everyone was trembling with excitement. Whoever they encountered was not happy about a good thing that had never happened in a century.
Singer laughed when he saw the other party put on the quilt, turned around from his chair, and looked at the Japanese with a gloomy expression. He said with a smile, that bitch look made the Japanese want to beat Belsinger's fat face into a pig's head.
"Oh, this Japanese gentleman also likes to play with big ones. How about we play with a big one, just in case you don't dare."
The Japanese very elegantly took out a specially designed cigarette box from his arms. After opening it, all the classic Cohiba mini cigars were inside. He flicked the cigarette box, then hung it in his mouth calmly and lit it, and then said comfortably.
"I, Ichiro Mitsui, am also a famous gambler in Japan. I'm afraid of you. I'm afraid that you won't have the capital to continue playing with me and make me unhappy. Do you understand?"
Ouch, since you like to jump into my trap so much, I am still afraid of you. Today I will make you lose even your underpants. I asked you to run out of the Monte Carlo Casino naked just because I was afraid that you wouldn't be hooked. It would be easy if you were hooked," Belsinger laughed loudly and slapped the table provocatively.
"As expected of rivals, the two of us thought of going together. Since you want to play big, let's settle on a big one. How much is suitable for you, young master of Japan?"
The Japanese looked at Bell's character with cold eyes and wished to eat Bell Singer alive, and said through gritted teeth. "I'm afraid you don't have the capital. Since you asked me to propose it, how about I bet ten million dollars as a bet as soon as possible."
A million dollars at a time is very rare not to mention in Monte Carlo and even in the four major casinos. The U.S. dollar at this time is quite valuable. In this era, every family in the United States has a net income of more than 100,000 U.S. dollars, which is considered a middle class. A handful of one million U.S. dollars is equivalent to the total income of ten middle-class families in the United States. This makes the money-hungry Belsinger look at him. All turned red.
The fat pig on the other side was destined to be killed by himself, and I was determined to eat the fat pig today, but Belsinger felt that the speed of the other side's bleeding was really not satisfactory to him. What’s the point of squeezing out one million by one? One million dollars a time, is that still considered a big deal? Even the Monte Carlo Casino’s record this month couldn’t be broken.
So Belsinger sighed and lay on his chair, looking up at the excited audience behind him, helplessly spreading his hands, and said with a smile. "I'm afraid I've disappointed everyone. As Japanese young masters, we really can't afford it. One million US dollars each time is too little, don't you think so?"
Belsinger looked like he really deserved a beating, but the people watching the excitement around him should have taken up their machine guns and fired. Everyone started to cooperate with Belsinger to squeeze the Japanese young master. Let this Mitsui Ichiro hear a lot of complaints, saying that if you can't afford it, don't play. The Japanese are an inferior nation. You don't have money to pretend to be a big shot.
Let alone the narrow-minded character of the Japanese, even Belsinger would feel insulted when he heard these harsh discussions. Knowing that he would lose, he still had to fight hard to win back his reputation. The other Japanese did the same. After slapping the table and suppressing all the noise, he looked at Belsinger and said.
"It seems that millions of dollars at a time are not enough for you, so let's increase the bet. You say how much, I, Mitsui Ichiro, will accompany you to the end. Whoever runs away is a grandson."
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Grandson is waiting for you to say this. If you don't take the bait, it's fine. If you take the bait, I'll let you know why the flowers are red. Seeing the other party take the bait, Belsinger laughed and slapped the table, took out the bank card in his pocket, handed it to the waiter next to him and said with a smile.
"Exchange all the money in this card for chips. Since the Japanese Mitsui master is willing to play, then I will accompany him to the end. If you win, all the service staff around will get red envelopes."