Chapter 1384: Amitabha, Poor Monk Xuzhu! (3 more)
Gambling on one word is indeed harmful, and the key is to look at one's own restraint.
Xiao Fan was more restrained, after he won five hundred yuan, the dealer continued to urge him to bet, and had already made up his mind to let Xiao Fan continue to win this time.
"I'm still pressing......! One hundred! no, two hundred! no, three hundred!" Xiao Fan hesitated for a long time, looking very embarrassed.
The dealer glanced at a person, and the man in a suit and glasses shouted: "What are you afraid of, bald brother? I just won five hundred, all the pressure, anyway, if I lose, I won't lose, just don't win." β
The others nodded one after another, but under the banker's gaze, they stopped their voices one by one.
Xiao Fan laughed in his heart, these bastards are really unprofessional, their methods of tricking people are too bad, and they are not afraid of suspicion?
Laughing is laughing in his heart, on the surface, Xiao Fan suddenly realized, nodded innocently and said: "Yes, anyway, there is no loss, then I will press five hundred!"
"Okay! Buy and go!" the dealer began to shake the dice again.
With a click, the dealer put the dice cup on the ground, opened it cautiously, and was immediately annoyed: "Four, four, five, big! Bald brother, you are too strong, I can lose a lot this time! Two thousand five hundred yuan!"
Although he wailed in his mouth, the dealer's action of giving money was very chic, he spat on his hand, took out a stack of soft girl coins from his pocket and began to count the money.
Xiao Fan's eyes lit up, and this was exactly what the dealer wanted to see, and he was very satisfied from the bottom of his heart.
Showing his financial resources makes people greedy, but they don't know that this time is the moment when the fish is hooked.
Two thousand five hundred yuan was handed to Xiao Fan, and when Xiao Fan took it, his hands were trembling, and he hurriedly put it in his pocket, nervous, as if he was afraid that someone would come to grab it.
This is very in line with Xiao Fan's character setting, and naturally no one will doubt it.
In addition to Xiao Fan, there are also a few stupid forks, purely deceived kinds, not the same as the dealer, at this moment, seeing that Xiao Fan has won so much money, he is also dry and envious.
"The bald brother is lucky, he wins by playing two and two, what are you pressing this time?
"Yes, yes, yes!"
As soon as a few people spoke, the others started to laugh, laughing so much that their mouths were almost crooked.
Great, Xiao Fan will definitely lose this time! Earn it back at once!
Xiao Fan shook his head and said seriously: "My grandfather said that people can't be greedy, it's good to win, and they can't continue to play." β
The dealer was immediately shocked, and then the corners of his mouth hooked: "Bald brother, you are like a rainbow tonight, I still have more than 10,000 soft girl coins here, I'm afraid you won't dare to win!"
"Who said I wouldn't dare?" Xiao Fan immediately felt stimulated, his face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!
Hearing the front, the dealer's heart was about to fly, because he was already closing the net, but when he heard the last sentence, he almost choked to death with saliva.
"What? How much do you say?"
There was a dead silence all around, and they all looked at Xiao Fan blankly.
"One piece, no? I see someone pressing a piece. Xiao Fan said seriously.
Zhuang Jiameng's heart was full of anger, and he almost couldn't help but want to give Xiao Fan an ear.
"Malegobi, won me 3,000 yuan, now you say that you only press one piece, I will press your uncle to fish!" The dealer was crazy in his heart, but he had to nod and said, "One piece is one piece." β
The other stupid forks who were almost deceived naturally pressed together with Xiao Fan, but Xiao Fan pressed less, and they didn't dare to do more, so they just made a little difference.
The dealer immediately changed his strategy, intending to continue to let Xiao Fan win.
Sure enough, the result was big, Xiao Fan was excited, and the people who followed Xiao Fan were also elated, although they didn't get much back, but they won anyway, didn't they?
"Bald brother, how much is this?" the dealer asked again.
"It's still big, one piece!" Xiao Fan said.
The dealer couldn't spit out a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, his body trembled slightly, his face was black and he didn't speak, and he directly began to shake the dice.
This time, it was small, Xiao Fan lost one dollar, and the few people who pressed Xiao Fan lost ten yuan at the least, and one by one lost one hundred and two hundred, and they were very annoyed.
"Bald ......"
"Pressure, one piece!" Xiao Fan didn't wait for the dealer to continue to ask, he immediately spoke, and pressed a piece at the same time.
The dealer looked unkind and secretly grinded his teeth, but he kept persuading himself to be patient and patient in his heart, and sooner or later he would shake out all the money of this kid.
But as time goes by, thirty handfuls have passed, and Xiao Fan has always pressed only one piece of each, regardless of winning or losing.
Xiao Fan is still naΓ―ve, the dealer has completely lost patience, his face is flushed, and he almost goes crazy.
Smack!
After Xiao Fan pressed another dollar, the dealer finally broke out completely, directly threw the dice cup to the ground, and yelled at Xiao Fan fiercely: "Why do you only press one piece? Do you know that Lao Tzu has endured you for a long time?"
The faces of the stupid forks who were not in the same group changed greatly, and then they found that the time had come to twelve o'clock, and their location was a little remote, and the other stalls were closed, and there were few people around the corner.
Just as these people were about to leave, they couldn't get out, and the people in the dealer's group surrounded them, obviously not intending to let anyone slip away.
"You ...... What do you want to do?" Xiao Fan trembled, his face was frightened, the performance of several other people was worse than Xiao Fan, but they felt that Xiao Fan was still a 'local', and they were all foreign tourists, and now when they encountered this kind of thing, they were completely panicked.
"Idiot, can't you see what we're going to do? Acquaintances take out all the money to Lao Tzu, otherwise ......" The dealer took out a dagger from his pocket, gestured casually, and sneered: "Lao Tzu's money is so easy to make? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you?"
"Finally the end of the day. Xiao Fan shook his head, glanced at a few tourists next to him, and pursed his mouth, not intending to care about their lives or deaths.
These people see the money, this kind of little trick can make them take the bait, and they deserve to be robbed, who makes them unvigilant?
This time it was a lesson.
"You take their money first and drive them away, otherwise how do I know that you really dare to rob them?" Xiao Fan said.
The tourists turned pale with fright, pointing at Xiao Fan's hands trembling, but they didn't dare to say a word.
The dealer was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed wildly, and with a wave of his hand, a few bastards went up to snatch the bags of the tourists, and all the mobile phone wallets on their bodies were not left, and then one person and one kick, kicked the tourists away.
How could a few tourists dare to resist? Seeing that people only wanted money and did not beat people, they thanked God and hurriedly ran away.
At this time, only Xiao Fan was left surrounded by people.
"Boy, are you really stupid or fake?" the dealer had already seen something unusual.
Xiao Fan grinned, and then without saying a word, he rushed out directly, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and in less than thirty seconds, all the bastards fell to the ground in horror and shrank back one by one.
After doing this, Xiao Fan turned around and left.
But he was not reconciled, and roared angrily: "There is a kind of name!"
When Xiao Fan heard this, he turned his head directly, and then in the frightened gaze of the dealer, he smiled slightly, folded his hands, and said lightly: "Amitabha, poor monk Xuzhu!"