Chapter 229: Miracles
Everyone in the audience sweated for Yang Xiaoji.
The possibility of a dice appearing at five o'clock is still very high, but throwing six points at a time is almost none.
No wonder Peng Yang is so excited, in his opinion, Yang Xiaoji doesn't have to throw it away at all, the winner or loser has been decided, what time is wasted?
Even Anne in the back row closed her eyes helplessly, unless there was an immortal who could help Yang Xiaoji, she really couldn't win.
In the midst of the noise, Yang Xiaoji calmly picked up the dice, and the audience was instantly quiet, all surprised, how could Yang Xiaoji be so calm?
It's not like it's a gamble at all, it's just a game.
Yang Xiaoji looked at the dice first, and then said with a smile: "Mr. Peng, I haven't thrown it yet, how can you know that you will definitely win?"
Peng Yang snorted coldly: "Are you blind? Didn't you see what point I threw out? Yang Xiaoji, how long do you want to pretend in front of me? Even God is on my side, don't you give up?"
"Really?" Yang Xiaoji smiled softly: "I don't believe in this, I really want to see how many points I can throw?"
After speaking, Yang Xiaoji threw the dice away.
With a 'snap', the dice fell on the table, and he jumped around.
The audience held their breath, waiting for the dice to stand still.
Anne prayed in a low voice, "Six, six......"
Even Mo Ling and Wanni roared: "It must be six o'clock, six o'clock, ......"
The dice finally slowed down, but the dice was spinning sideways, and everyone could see clearly that it was four o'clock.
Peng Yang shouted even louder: "Haha, four o'clock, four o'clock!"
This scene is like a needle, almost inserted into everyone's heart, even Yang Xiaoji feels a little helpless, it seems that it is good to have self-confidence, but this self-confidence is still not enough to fight the sky.
However, just when the audience thought that Yang Xiaoji was going to lose, the spinning dice suddenly turned over, as if it had hit something.
Originally, it was four o'clock up, but the miraculous thing is that now it is six o'clock up, and it has steadily stopped turning.
Yu Jiayou, whose face was covered with sweat, looked at the dice again in disbelief, followed by his bell-like voice, and suddenly sounded in the silent gambling hall: "Six o'clock, Yang Xiaoji wins!"
“YE!”
Anne shouted first, and the shocked crowd also shouted.
Mo Ling hugged Wanni and cried.
The dice touched everyone's hearts, and in the end, as if with divine help, an unbelievable miracle appeared.
Even Yang Xiaoji felt a burst of sweat in his clothes.
But he won, didn't he? Because of this, there must be someone who loses, and this person is Peng Yang, who is already stunned, and even his eyes are about to jump out.
This person, who had been on the verge of winning, was finally defeated by Yang Xiaoji.
The drop from heaven to the ground seemed to tear his heart and soul apart.
He even thought it was a dream, he thought it must be a dream, otherwise why wasn't there a sound around? Otherwise, everything in his eyes would become more and more blurred?
But at this moment, all the voices and pictures sounded like they had poured into my mind, and they were applause and shouts dedicated to Yang Xiaoji.
Peng Yang shook his head vigorously, these applause, these honors, should be his, he is the one who wins.
Peng Yang, who had completely lost his rationality, picked up the dice and fell heavily to the ground.
His fifteen bodyguards, seeing the signal, immediately pulled out their guns and rushed to the gambling table, and the people around them fell to the ground in fright when they saw that the guns were moving.
Only Annie, Mo Ling, Wanni and others rushed to Yang Xiaoji's side desperately, and those security guards were just decorations, and when they saw the gun, they were scared and couldn't afford to lie on the ground.
At this time, Peng Yang also took out a silver-white pistol, jumped on the table in one step, aimed at Anne first, and shouted: "Stop me, take another step forward, I will kill Yang Xiaoji, step back!"
Anne was afraid that he would really shoot if he was impulsive, so she could only say while retreating: "Peng Yang, are you crazy, what do you want to do?"
"I'm not crazy, I'm sober, so sober that I'll never forget that it was this damn Yang Xiaoji who robbed you, my business, and my wealth!"
The beast shouted hysterically, but Yang Xiaoji still smiled calmly: "So, you found the killer of the dark organization, and you went to Mengla in person, and met Ben Tichai, right?"
Anne didn't know what Yang Xiaoji would say, so she asked, "Xiaoji, what did you say?"
Yang Xiaoji stretched out his hand directly, now is not the time to explain this, and Peng Yang shook the gun in his hand, with a ghostly look on his face, and said: "That's right, it's the killer I'm looking for, I want to kill you, how about it?
"Peng Yang, I'm curious, where did you get so much confidence?" Being pointed at his head with so many guns, Yang Xiaoji didn't even blink his eyes, not that he was not afraid, but that he was already familiar with this kind of scene.
"Don't you talk nonsense with me, aren't you rich? Okay, you give me 10 billion meters of knife, and you can leave alive with this gambling boat and Annie, don't forget, this is the high seas, I just kill you, it doesn't matter!"
Yang Xiaoji smiled and nodded: "It turns out that in the final analysis, it's still for money, 10 billion meters of knife? It's not much, it's just my pocket money for a year, I can give it to you, but I have a question, can you take this money alive?"
Before the words fell, the heavily armed awl and others immediately stood up from the crowd.
weapons, plus combat uniforms, plus equipment, and the overwhelming murderous aura, Peng Yang and his bodyguards were stunned.
It was at this moment that he hid in the corner of the second floor of the gambling hall, holding the magic point of *** in his hand, and said in a low voice: "3.2.1.fi."
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As soon as the words fell, and Twilight Snow who was lying beside her, the two of them pressed the trigger at the same time.
The bullet passed through ***, and under the extremely strong initial velocity of the bullet, it pierced the necks of the two bodyguards closest to Yang Xiaoji in the blink of an eye.
Before the other bodyguards came to their senses, Awl and others shot together, and more than a dozen bodyguards fell to the ground in an instant.
Peng Yang on the table reacted quickly, and immediately raised his weapon and aimed it at Yang Xiaoji, even if he died, he would pull Yang Xiaoji up.
But at this moment, the black-clothed beauty who scolded him suddenly had a dart in her hand, flung it out, and accurately pierced the back of Peng Yang's hand.
"Ah, my hand!" Peng Yang screamed, and then fell on the table.