Five round silver ingots stood on the "small", so gratifying. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The gambler didn't feel happy, he was only fifty, and the big fat sheep didn't even need to take off a ring.

The local tyrant is stunned, what is the best thing to use? I rubbed my head, took out the silver tickets, flipped them one by one, and finally picked one out and put it on the "big".

"One hundred. That's pretty much it. ”

The gambler couldn't help but say: "This master, you can bet as much as you want, there is no regulation." ”

The more the merrier, put your fingers together, shake your neck, and dig it out of your arms.

As long as your stack of silver tickets comes up, let's keep it and let Wei Er win it.

Anyway, Wei Er's will be from the gambling house sooner or later.

When the local tyrant turned over the silver ticket, the gambler saw it clearly, and the smallest denomination in it was one hundred, just that. Further up, it's three hundred. There are also large tickets, but there are thousands.

My lord, you did it.

The gambler couldn't wait to kneel for him.

Bang-, the local tyrant slapped the table, and the big gold ring was swaying.

"Look down on my brother, don't you? Fifty taels isn't money? If you hit my brother in the face, you hit Lao Tzu in the face. Whatever it is, you have to play it equally. Take money to oppress people, and want to make Lao Tzu dishonorable, right? Not well-intentioned. ”

The corners of the gambler's mouth twitched, do you treat Wei Er as a brother and still win others? This is not related to Wei Erbar, right?

There's nothing to say, Wei Er loses.

Fifty taels are gone.

The small silver ingots shook past Wei Er's eyes one after another. The local tyrant is especially excessive, so he has to put it in front of his eyes.

"Brother, come again."

One more yarn!

All the silver on Wei Er's body is gone, and he has an agreement with Huang Shangshan that he only brings gambling money with him when he comes to the gambling house, and he has no pocket money for any jade pendant, not a penny.

If it was usual, Wei Er would not stop when he turned around after losing, but this time, for some reason, Wei Er stared at the dice, looked at the gambler for a while, and looked at the local tyrant for a while, and he didn't move the place.

The local tyrant urged again: "Brother, hurry up." ”

Of course, the gambler knew that Wei Er had no money, so he proposed: "Second Master Wei, the gambling house will lend some money and put it in your account?" ”

Wei Er didn't speak, and the local tyrant stopped first: "No money?" Borrowing money to gamble with your grandfather? What's the point of that? Don't play anymore, don't play anymore. ”

As he spoke, he got up and wanted to leave.

The gambler panicked and hurriedly pulled him to sit down again.

"There are more of us, and it will be the same for the guests to come to others for a few more rounds."

The local tyrant shook his head: "I just look at this brother and pleasing the eyes." Leaving his hometown, Lao Tzu did not lose less, and the mother-in-law at home almost tied up Lao Tzu. Luckily, I ran fast... I finally ran into someone who stinks more than me. I'm not addicted to winning enough money. ”

The gambler was speechless, it turned out that this was a foreign white sheep, and when he met Wei Er, a big white sheep who couldn't turn over for ten thousand years, he came to find a sense of superiority.

Wei Er stared at the table, his hands twisting and turning in his sleeves.

There is no silver.

"There's no money." The local tyrant stood up again: "Don't play, don't play, I still have to go to the condensation girl in Xiangxue Lou to play." ”

Condensation, the top brand.

The gambler hurriedly grabbed him again, but asked Wei Er: "Second Master Wei, keep an account?" ”

The local tyrant struggled: "It's boring." ”

The two were tugging, and Wei Er suddenly raised his head, his eyes red and fierce.

"I'll go back and get the money."

The gambler was taken aback, why did Wei Er look so scary?

The local tyrant was impatient: "Who is waiting for you, Miss Ninglu is still waiting for the master." ”

dragged the mink to leave, and suddenly Wei Er jumped over and grabbed the local tyrant's arm.

"You're not allowed to go."

The local tyrant was impatient and patient: "Brother, let's come back tomorrow, can it be successful?" They say, "Good night—"

"You go with me to get the money, and then come back to gamble." Wei Er said viciously.

The local tyrant was angry: "Is it different tomorrow?" You disturb me to be the bridegroom, brother, you are not authentic. ”

One had to go, and the other had to drag him home to get the money.

The anxious gambler tried his best to persuade the local tyrant to sit down, and the tea and fruit were waiting, and let Wei Er go home with him to withdraw the money.

The local tyrant shouted behind him: "If you come again, my brother won't be accompanied." ”

The gambler added at the right time: "Yes, yes, you have thousands of tickets." ”

Wei Er paused and walked out of the gambling house, the cold wind outside did not cool down his boiling brain, but shouted even more: No matter how much you pay, win that turtle!

The people of the gambling house were guarding in the shadows outside the door of Qinghai Bo's Mansion, and not long after Wei Er entered, he came back with a long box in his arms.

Back at the gambling house, the gambler saw the beautifully made rosewood box, and his eyes flashed.

The local tyrant said boringly: "Won't it still be a silver ingot, right?" How many can there be? ”

Wei Er was silent and opened the lid of the box.

The gambler wanted to take a look, but Wei Er stretched out his hand to stop him and pushed it to the local tyrant.

The local tyrant flipped his black fingers and was taken aback: "Silver ticket, it's okay, how can there be a house deed and a title deed?" Brother, you're going to have a big game. ”

The gambler was also taken aback, looked at the thick pile of paper, hurriedly stretched out his hand to summon a young man, whispered a few words, and the young man rushed out.

Wei Erman's mind was filled with only one word: win! Win! Win!

He couldn't think of anything more than winning.

"That's all, bet with you."

The local tyrant sympathized with it in the depths of his eyes, brother, you are finished.

"Okay, wait for my brother to put some water."

The local tyrant was led to release the water, and Wei Eryi covered the box with one hand, his eyes glued to the back of the local tyrant, blazing and terrifying.

The gambler shook his arm unconsciously, perhaps, he would never have to see Wei Er again in the future. He's done.

It's over, it's over, the gambler hooked the corners of his mouth coldly, there are a lot of people who have entered the gambling house, what is a mere Wei Er? As long as the money enters the door of the gambling house, do you still want to get out?

Glancing at the direction of the local tyrant's departure, such a foreign fat sheep can be solved without worries, and a brick will go down, and the wealth will be floating clouds.

The young man who ran out just now ran back in the wind and lay on the gambler's ear: "Drinking in the flower building... Listen to the music, just say... As long as Wei Er loses, it will be... The old rule, five or five points...", and finally the young man pouted: "It's not his money anyway." ”

The gambler smiled: "You kid, leave five points for talking, right?" ”

It is estimated that the surname Mao doesn't know yet, this time Wei Er is not gambling with the gambling house but with other guests, right? Wei Er lost something, this time it was not from the gambling house, but from the fat sheep. When it comes to the hands of the soil fat sheep, it is naturally no longer Wei Er's, nor is it from the gambling house. The gambling house was taken from the hands of the fat sheep, and it had nothing to do with Wei Er, and his surname was imposted.

The gambler's shrewd eyes narrowed, and the surnamed Mao couldn't get a penny of silver, not to mention, and he had to give them the benefit fee for doing things.

The young man pouted again: "I want to say it all, but people don't look at me when they wave their hands, cut, anyway, he doesn't have to pay his own money." ”

The gambler smiled: "If you go over tonight, you don't have to look for us anymore." ”

"It's not, it's been a few years, and it's annoying for the big guys today. Wei Er is also persevering enough. ”

It's just a long stream, and it hasn't broken its home until today. Oh no, tonight, if it's not broken, it's going to be broken.

The young man secretly glanced at Wei Er, not knowing whether to admire or disdain.

The local tyrant came out shaking the mink, and the gambler hurriedly bowed to meet him. I was so excited to slaughter such a fat sheep by myself.

"Brother, come on."

Wei Er said with red eyes: "You first." ”

The local tyrant didn't care, grabbed a few tickets and came out, didn't look at them, and threw them on the "big".

Wei Er couldn't look at it, grabbed a few from the box, and threw them on the "small".

The gambler was so excited, he hadn't shaken the dice yet. His eyes swept over the paper on both sides, and he was even more excited.

Tonight, play big. (To be continued.) )