Can a scholar who has lost fourteen in a row win?

The scholar paused the kick-off and made a condition for the host to announce his bet in public.

Mortal bets, the larger the number, the more low-key, after all, there are more wins, there will be more losses will not let you win more comfortable, this is the nature of animals, human beings will play it to the extreme.

A bet of 50 million, this requirement is nothing.

When the host announced the news, the audience was silent, everyone's eyes looked in the direction of the inconspicuous booth in the corner, the light of the booth was a little dim, and the people in the hall could only vaguely see that there were three figures sitting on the sofa of the booth, and the head ladies of the two clubs were glamorous, but what caught the eye was the man who hung his head slightly, and couldn't see his face clearly because of the light, and the glare occasionally flashed over the man, as pale as a ghost in the night.

After half a ring, the host respectfully looked at the booth in the corner and said respectfully: "Sir, can you kick off?" ”

The scholar nodded slightly, his pale palms had been removed from the white thighs of the young ladies on both sides, and the two thin index fingers were overlapping in circles, playing with his fingers like a child.

The host had been working in this nightclub for several years, and he didn't know how many times he had opened the lottery, but he had never felt like this one, his hands almost didn't listen to his own calls, trembling slightly, and his ten fingers seemed to be filled with lead.

Touching the first light number ball, the host took nearly a minute, the number ball seemed to weigh a thousand gold, the whole club paused the music, the audience was silent, only the slight weak snapping sound of the flashing lights.

Holding the number ball in his hand tightly, his knuckles were a little white due to too much force, he almost didn't dare to look at it, the first number ball was crucial, and his forehead was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, which was like a phosphor under the light of the flash.

Palm release, first number, two dots.

As if escaping death, the host breathed a long sigh of relief, this number means that the winning ticket is in hand, if the other party wants to win, there is only one chance, the next ball must be six points, and this probability is too small.

"The first number, two points." The moderator announced.

There was a brief cacophony in the hall, and when everyone looked at the dark booth in the corner, there was sympathy in their eyes, but most of them were gloating, and they wished that the other party would go bankrupt if they were richer than themselves.

The manager breathed a big sigh of relief, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were no less than those of the host.

The foreman and the two young ladies were already there, and they didn't care if the person next to them won or lost, they only cared if the person was really rich.

The scholar's pale and thin face was still calm, his shrugged eyelids did not blink, and he looked seriously at his index fingers alternately circled, as if it was not him who bet.

In a VIP luxury booth, not to mention Wei Yong and others, even a few leaders couldn't sit still, although the money was not theirs, it didn't matter to them whether they won or lost, but they still felt a little uneasy.

Guo Er, who was impatient, had already stood up, and was about to say something but was stopped by Xiao Yi waving his hand, and Xiao Yi, who was squinting, still had that iconic expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Come, have a drink together, celebrate." Xiao Yat suddenly raised his wine glass.

Although I didn't know what Xiao Yat was celebrating, I still picked up the wine glass and drank it, only Xiao Yat still took a sip unhurriedly and tasted this valuable wine.

Sweet and smooth, silky, mellow and elegant, with a long aftertaste.

The second number, the host has no pressure, as skilled and neat as before, before the people in the hall can react, the number ball was fished out by him, but when he saw the eye-catching number on the ball, his face seemed to be petrified, like a sculpture stunned.

The first time, he thought the number was so eye-catching, and the first time, he thought it was so different.

This number has a double meaning, you can think of it as nine o'clock or you can think of it as six o'clock, but does it still have meaning?

The trembling voice was a little cramped, and the sound from the loudspeaker made people feel that the host's jaw must be very soft at this time, so soft that he didn't obey the call.

"Six...... Six. ”

Two points plus six points, eight points large.

The scholar lost fourteen in a row, and this one, he won.

The manager felt his legs melt, but he never collapsed, as he suddenly felt his whole body stiffen again.

There was a gasping sound in the hall, and they made 50 million in an instant, which made them extremely envious, but they didn't think that the 50 million was also exchanged for the loss of 50 million.

The scholar's fingers were still alternately circled, but the index finger had changed from the thumb to the thumb, and under the shrugged eyelids, a pair of deep and godless eyes were sleepy.

"The next one is big, well, buy them all." The scholar's lazy voice sounded again, pulling the already petrified manager back to reality.

"All...... Buy it all? The manager was surprised, and a trace of joy and worry flashed in his eyes at the same time, happy that this guy was all pressed, and there was still a chance to turn the book, and the worry was that if he won again, then the consequences would be serious!

"Buy them all, 100 million, let him drive faster, don't rub it off." The scholar emphasized with some impatience.

After the host announced the amount of bets again, no one in the audience bet anymore, and this bet was only for one person.

"Hurry up, don't rub around!"

The manager almost roared and yelled at the host on stage to repeat the scholar's words, his heart was too heavy and he needed to vent.

The host's hand was already cold, and he quickly pulled out a number mechanically.

It's still that particular number, which can be seen as a number nine when it is reversed.

"Six o'clock." The host said mechanically into the loudspeaker that at this time he didn't care about winning or losing, he cared about ending the game quickly, he really couldn't bear this huge psychological challenge.

The scale of victory has been tilted in favor of the scholar, and the previous situation has been reversed, if the scholar is going to lose this time, unless the second number is drawn a little.

The manager had already held his breath, it was not over yet, there was still a glimmer of hope, and he comforted himself like this in his heart.

Take out the second number and release your palm.

The host of this number is too familiar tonight, and in this life, it is estimated that he will have a special feeling for this number.

This number is the same as before, and it can be seen as nine or six in reverse!

Six plus six, twelve o'clock!

The sixteen additional rounds have all ended, and the clubhouse has won fourteen games and lost two, but only a fool would think that the clubhouse has won.

In the VIP booth, Guo Er excitedly smashed several bottles of expensive foreign wine, it was not that he had never seen money, but he had never seen money come so quickly.

Yue Yun and Qin Feng were already stunned, Wei Yong snorted loudly, the eyes of several officials were full of stars, if they won so much, their benefits would not be less!

The corners of Zhao Zhidong's mouth were a little crooked, and he slammed his fist on the coffee table, "Well done!" ”

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes and leaned comfortably on the soft and comfortable sofa, shaking the red and crystal wine in the crystal goblet with one hand, and the fingers of the other hand rhythmically tapping his knees, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Everyone in the hall was eager to be the owner of the dark booth in the corner, fantasizing about how the money would be spent if they were the one who won tonight.

The top ladies sitting on both sides of the scholar already felt a little unnatural, their bodies were tightly leaning on the scholar, but their hearts were hanging high, looking at the scholar who was still shrugging their eyelids, they suddenly felt that they were so humble, in front of the rich, they usually felt their own small and lowly.

The young woman foreman who still had the charm wanted to talk to him at this time, but he didn't know what to say, he just stood next to the scholar in a daze, but suddenly felt that his leg had been touched, and he knew whose it was just by looking at the hands.

The fingers were pale and withered, like a branch of a poplar tree with a smooth skin that had withered.

The foreman not only did not feel angry, but felt extremely happy, the owner of these hands is a rich man with a net worth of at least 200 million!

The foreman took a small step towards the scholar so that he could touch her legs.

"The stockings are off, and it's uncomfortable to touch." The scholar never looked up at her, and at this time he only looked at the black silk heels of her lower body.

The foreman was just stunned, then lifted his short skirt, pulled the black silk down from his hips, pulled it to his ankles, and pulled his delicate little feet out of his high heels, one by one, and then put on his bare little feet again.

"Well, it's a lot more comfortable to the touch."

The scholar used his smooth-skinned, but dry and pale hands to delicately caress the foreman's white and tender legs after the black silk had faded, "Your legs are also slippery." ”

The manager doesn't know when he's gone.

"Uh-huh, yes, good, clear."

In a secluded corner, the manager hung up the phone and walked back to the gloomy booth with a solemn expression.

"Sir, excuse me."

The manager looked at the scholar who was seriously touching the white thigh of the foreman, and said respectfully, his tone had returned to calm.

"Say." The scholar didn't raise his head, and said lazily.

In the VIP private room, several people looked at the scene of the scholar touching the foreman in a daze, they only knew that the foreman had a strange and perverse personality, but they didn't expect that there was such a habit.

"Brother Xiao, I really didn't see that Ah Ming has the same hobbies as you!" Guo Er shrank his head, swallowed his saliva and said, Wei Yong, Zhao Zhidong and others on the side nodded their heads again and again, they were very clear about Xiao Yi's penchant for looking at women and looking at their legs first.

"Get out of the way, this Amin, I'm really angry!" Xiao Yi suddenly said excitedly.

While others were puzzled, Xiao Yi continued: "Does this dead scholar understand his legs, he just let people take off the black silk, what a stupid person, it's just a blasphemy of the thighs, naked animals, animals, and beasts!" ”

The VIP booth was a mess.

PS: This story, I have a friend who witnessed it with his own eyes, but the amount is not that much, hehe, but it is also a huge amount.