Lei Li continued: "The challenger in this issue is Fukuda Masajin from the island country, and he is almost sixty years old this year, how can you say that I can lose to a foreigner of one and a half hundred......?!

"That's why you want me to race for you. ”

Feng Tianming took the initiative to answer the phone this time.

"That's it!"

Lei Li slapped his thigh, Huo stood up, and said excitedly: "Those who know me, Brother Feng!"

But Feng Tianming didn't cater to Lei Li's excitement, but said coldly: "Then what if I don't agree?"

"Don't agree?!" Lei Li's eyes rolled, and he smiled, "How could Brother Feng watch his brother have his hands chopped off and become a eunuch again?

"How much does Feng Tianliang owe you?"

"It's not much, just three million. Lei Li narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Hearing this, Feng Tianming looked at Feng Tianliang angrily, who was already crying so much that his father and mother didn't recognize him. Three million! Just cut him down!

"Oh yes!" Lei Li said in shock, "To you, three million may be an astronomical number, right? ”

Feng Tianming took a deep breath and said nothing.

Lei Li then continued to play and sing to himself: "That's why I thought of giving Brother Feng this opportunity to you, the game has a total of three games, one million per game, and it's very profitable." ”

"I'll think about it again......" Feng Tianming let out a sigh of relief, but he was still panicked in his heart.

"This can't be done!" Lei Li's eyes widened, "Outside, it's all going live!"

"Right now?!"

"Yes, right now, right outside. ”

After speaking, Lei Li seemed to say to himself: "Those guys who worship foreign and flattering people, I have already let out the wind, saying that this time it is Brother Feng that you will fight, and now in the peripheral gambling game, the odds of betting on you to win the first two sets have reached fifty to one." ”

The odds are so high, is this support?

……

……

"Bet on this session, oh no, the last gambling king won the first two sets, one to fifty!"

"No matter how high the odds are, it's useless, if he is so good, he won't lose the title of gambling king. ”

"Which one do you buy?"

"Of course, the safest thing is to buy Fukuda Yajin and win. ”

"Why?"

"The odds are the lowest, the odds are the greatest, the basics, I don't understand this!"

……

Song Qian, at the kind invitation of the boss, exchanged two thousand chips for cards, and finally entered the inner room of this awesome game hall.

Sure enough, there is a capital that makes him awesome: the door is not big, but there is enough space the size of a basketball court when you come in, and there are many tables of different sizes and styles. It was even more bustling inside, with nearly 100 people estimated to be touched.

However, at the moment, there are not many people in front of most of the tables, and many people are talking around in front of a big screen.

Song Qian squeezed into the crowd and looked at the big screen.

Feng Tianming?!

That's right, the two men sitting on the screen, one is older, wearing a neat suit, a little chubby, and the other is Feng Tianming, whom Song Qian just met today.

Gambling King Tournament ...... Could it be that Feng Tianming is the gambling king of the last session?

At the same time, Song Qian also found another acquaintance, Yuan Jianguo, who was still wearing a white sweatshirt, bohemian pants, and personal flip-flops.

Compared with finding out that Feng Tianming was the gambling king of the previous session, seeing Yuan Jianguo here was really a great surprise to Song Qian. Originally, he found a way to recover the donation, but Song Qian was not so keen on finding Yuan Jianguo, but since he had encountered it, Song Qian wanted to do one more thing.

Seeing that Yuan Jianguo was scratching his head on a computer screen and thinking about how to place a bet, Song Qian quietly took out his mobile phone......

That's right, didn't he Yuan Jianguo post a serious illness crowdfunding on the Internet for his son Yuan Zijie? As long as he took a picture of the evidence of his gambling and put it up, plus some of Yuan Zijie's recent situation, at least he could cut off the way to continue to cheat money with this.

Just do it!

"Hey, what are you doing?!"

Just as Song Qian was about to take a secret photo, a big man suddenly appeared next to him and yelled, so frightened that he could barely hold his mobile phone.

"Why did you bring your phone in?!" the big man continued.

"This ...... The first time I came to play, I didn't know the rules. ”

Song Qian immediately realized the problem, quickly put away his mobile phone, and apologized again and again.

That's right, this is an illegal underground casino, not to mention whether the mobile phone is a communication tool that will be convenient for thousands, or to make a phone call outside, or take pictures of something that shouldn't be filmed and circulate it, this time will also be terminated in minutes.

Seeing that Song Qian's attitude was quite honest, the big man didn't continue to be embarrassed, and pointed to a row of cabinets against the wall and said, "Mobile phones and other things are all put there." ”

"Yes, yes!" Song Qian hurriedly complied.

This time, it is not possible to use a mobile phone to take evidence on the spot. Song Qian looked around while storing his mobile phone, and sure enough, he found that there were at least five or six men with sturdy bodies and idle wandering, who seemed to be the legendary "watchers".

After storing the phone, Song Qian squeezed through the crowd, squeezed in front of the computer where Yuan Jianguo was, and stood behind him to watch.

Of course, Yuan Jianguo, who was only staring at the computer screen and thinking about betting, didn't notice that there was an extra Song Qian behind him. After all, there are already crowds of people around.

Since noon, Yuan Jianguo has been staying here, carrying the 50,000 yuan he took out of Yuan Zijie's card, and he played Sic Bo for a whole afternoon, which is the kind of three dice bet on the size. There are wins and losses, and the overall profit is 10,000 yuan.

However, the luck began to be bad after dinner, and there were frequent cases where the dealer ate everything, and more than 60,000 yuan was quickly lost, not to mention, borrowed 30,000 yuan, and then lost only 2,000 yuan.

It's only 2,000, it's still borrowed, what can you play?

Yuan Jianguo stared at this gambling championship and continued to think, with the odds ranging from the lowest 1:1.5 to the highest 1:50.

Choosing to buy the challenger Fukuda Masajin has the lowest odds of winning, and naturally the odds of winning are greater. But with odds of 1:1.5, if you win all of the 2,000 yuan, it will only become 3,000, what's the point? Of course, there is the highest buy Feng Tianming won in the first two sets, a loss of 50, 2,000 yuan can become 100,000 in a blink of an eye, if you win, not only can the borrowed money be repaid immediately, but also a large amount of income.

It's just that why are the odds so high? Naturally, the odds of winning are small, and the money invested is likely to be wasted.

"Do you vote or not?

Suddenly, a rough voice sounded in his ears, and then he saw a bearded man who was more than half a head taller than Yuan Jianguo pushed the pensive Yuan Jianguo and squeezed in front of the computer screen.

Yuan Jianguo was pushed like that, took a step back, and just stepped on Song Qian's foot who didn't have time to retreat.

"I'm sorry. Yuan Jianguo didn't look back and muttered.

"Nothing. Song Qian responded leisurely.

Well?

Yuan Jianguo felt that this voice was somewhat familiar, so he turned around.

"How are you?!"

"Why can't it be me?"

Song Qian was not surprised by Yuan Jianguo, but calmly approached the bearded man to watch him operate.