Chapter Seventy-One: God

Gan Jing didn't understand the way James played at the table, he just stumbled with the big star and threw a few chips in his hand.

The little emperor was full of interest in playing, and in the blink of an eye, he had a lot of chips in front of him.

"Gan, you can't. James grinned, looking rather innocent.

Gan Jing shrugged, he really can't play this, and he can't compare to the net worth of this big star, it doesn't matter if he wins or loses, everyone is just having fun.

When Gan Jing slowly played and lost the chip to only one chip, James finally stopped.

He turned his head—the bodyguard translator next to him followed suit: "Gan, you only have the last one left." It's like we're playing and you're only 35 seconds left and you're 13 points behind. ”

James laughed: "At this time, you can only let God wear your jersey." He blinked, and there was something in his words, referring to an incident in the NBA where a player scored 13 points in 35 seconds to lead the team to a comeback.

Gan Jing didn't look at the ball or pay attention to the ball, so he naturally didn't know what he meant, and he was about to throw the chip in his hand into the table, when suddenly there was a commotion behind him, and a voice shouted his name loudly.

"Gan Jing! Gan Jing!!" shouted his name so brightly and clearly, in this foreign Luxor Hotel Casino, there was naturally only that Brother Zhou Xuewen Zhou.

"Hey, I'm over here!"

Gan Jing raised his right hand and threw the chip into his pocket with his left hand, he found that the people here were relatively high, and Zhou Xuewen couldn't see him, so he could only respond loudly.

It is not only the custom of the Chinese people to see the excitement, but also the black and white skins here, who have moved out of the way when they hear the voices on both sides.

Across the human wall, Gan Jing saw that his big brother Zhou was being dragged by the collar by a big black man at the moment.

"Gan Jing!!" Zhou Xuewen also saw Gan Jing, and shouted at him vigorously, his right hand drawing a graceful arc in the air.

There is no need to have a hunch, at this moment, Gan Jing can already clearly see that Zhou Xuewen is in trouble.

He shouted at James and hurried to the direction of Zhou Xuewen.

When he arrived at the side, Gan Jing said to the big black man: "Let go of him, if you have something to say!"

The big black man didn't let go, just glanced at Gan Jing fiercely, he couldn't understand the complicated Chinese.

A gurgling sound came from behind him, but it was James and his party who followed after watching the excitement.

Hearing someone else's translation, the big black man suddenly let go of his hand, making Zhou Xuewen stumble and almost fall to the ground, holding his arms and laughing.

Gan Jing frowned, unhappy, and asked in a deep voice, "Brother Zhou, what's the matter?"

Zhou Xuewen gritted his teeth and said: "I lost money just now, and casually scolded a, but when I met that person, she actually understood Chinese and translated my words to this person!" He pointed to the tall foreign woman who was leaning on the table and laughing not far away.

At this moment, Gan Jing noticed the woman standing there, sexy and hot, tall and straight, she noticed Gan Jing's gaze, opened her mouth slightly, and her mouth was "hello".

Gan Jing sighed in his heart, although he had never been to a foreign country, he had also heard that racial discrimination here was often on the line.

What should I do now? He remembered James who had come with him, and when he looked back, he found that he had listened to the short story of the big black man, and his face was so dark that he couldn't see his expression.

This guy is black too!

Gan Jing remembered such a stubble, although the two of them went to watch his ball game, but they had a family color.

James' face was cold, and there was not the slightest smile on his lips.

"James ......" Gan Jing said, but saw that the bodyguards didn't even translate.

He shook his head, gave up such an effort, turned his head to the big black man with his arms crossed, and said, "What do you want?"

“F**K,&*&(*(@。 The big black man spat out a barrage of words.

Gan Jing didn't understand, but he heard the word starting with F, and he was stunned for a while, but the white beauty next to him translated it.

"Either lick it under my crotch or win the casino!"

As soon as these words were translated, the faces of Gan Jing and Zhou Xuewen changed.

Chinese people pay attention to the fact that men have gold under their knees, and they kneel to their parents, and now they are in a foreign country, can they suffer such humiliation?

What if it's okay then?

Not to mention Ganjing, even Zhou Xuewen, who said the wrong thing at the beginning, was angry and burned, and he wanted to be big with a small as soon as he rushed up.

I'd rather die standing than live on my knees!

Gan Jing grabbed Zhou Xuewen to prevent him from doing stupid things, and said in a calm whisper: "I'm still here, win the casino." ”

Zhou Xuewen calmed down all of a sudden, even though his face was still red, he didn't move forward.

"Kill them!" Zhou Xuewen gritted his teeth.

Gan Jing didn't shake his head or nod, but just said to the big black man holding his arms, "Yes." Win。 "The voice is calm, clear and powerful.

The big black spat disdainfully.

Gan Jing turned back to Zhou Xuewen and said: "This foreigner is not good, spitting is really unqualified." ”

Well, Zhou Xuewen's angry burning heart suddenly calmed down, and it was true that he was willing to respect this product...... Big heart.

"Give me your chips. Gan Jing looked at the big black man, and stretched out his right hand in front of Zhou Xuewen.

"Lost. ”

"......" Gan Jing was stunned for a moment, looked back at Zhou Xuewen, and didn't know what to say, it was really a chain at a critical moment.

Grabbing the only remaining chip from his pocket with his left hand, Gan Jing frowned, but one chip was too slow to play with dice, and there were only three chances.

He can hear the number of dice, but he can't get the number he wants if he doesn't roll the dice himself.

If you can wait an hour, you can always wait for a point with big odds, but these people don't look like such patient guys.

Gan Jing pondered for a moment, pinched the only chip and walked in front of James in everyone's eyes.

James looked at the yellow-skinned man with a cold face.

"God came down and wore the jersey. Gan Jing looked up at James's eyes slightly, and said word by word.

What James said just now is used by him here.

The bodyguard stepped forward to translate the sentence for James.

Gan Jing looked into the eyes of the big star and waited quietly.

James's face moved slightly, looking at the face of this oriental, looking at the serious color in his eyes, his heart suddenly throbbed.

This look, this seriousness in his eyes, he seems to be familiar with it.

On the court, there was a guy who was extremely paranoid about success, he was a superstar on the court, a black mamba waiting for an opportunity, and his name was Kobe.

James exhaled softly, and there was a hint of nervousness in his heart.

He turned his head to avoid Gan Jing's eyes, and said to the bodyguard, "Give him all the chips." ”

The bodyguard was stunned, he didn't know why James suddenly changed his attitude, he hesitated for a moment, and handed all the chips on the plate to Gan Jing.

Gan Jing took the chips and said, "I'll pay you back later." ”

He turned and walked over to the Sic Bo table.

"Come on. ”