The money string was chosen by the old man, and I don't know what he thought, so he said "better than the dice". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The bandits breathed a sigh of relief, the dice, the money strings are eager to be held in their mouths at all times, there is a spectrum.

It can be seen that the old man asked to use the dice of the gambling house, and he couldn't help but feel depressed, why didn't the money string take out your few grains? Hand familiarity is big.

Feeling that the crowd was dissatisfied, Qian Chuanzi turned his head and glared fiercely, the few dice of the old Qian family are good materials, and they have been cultivated for several lifetimes, and they have already become spiritual. The old man in front of him is talented but not virtuous, isn't it dirty with his dice?

Everyone said in their hearts, you have to get it, you pay attention to it, don't lose, otherwise you will have to eat even your ancestral dice.

The old man's hoarse voice asked, "Is it bigger or smaller?" ”

"Whatever you want."

Everyone was angry again, so they had some hearts.

The old man nodded: "It's smaller." You come first. ”

"You come first, I'm afraid you won't have the courage to see me."

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter, but it was the people in the gambling house who were laughing, and the middle-aged man was also laughing.

Wei Jingtian said darkly, this old man must have a hand. Otherwise, as soon as he said that it was smaller, why did all the people in the gambling house breathe a sigh of relief?

Qian Chuanzi still didn't care, and motioned for the old man to start.

The old man sneered, and then took out the hand that had been hidden in his sleeve.

The bandits were taken aback, and with the movement of the two hands, they saw that the fingers were slender and the joints were flexible, but the skin shone with a strange shimmer, as if it was not human skin but a layer of copper water.

Qian Chuanzi frowned, his gaze deep.

As soon as the bandits inhaled, brothers, wait for the knife to be drawn.

Wei Jingtian was interested, and stared at the old man's hands carefully.

I saw that he asked people to take six new dice and threw them across the table to the money strings for inspection. The money string was casually dialed back.

The old man sneered, the little cub is still so casual at this time, don't cry later.

The old man copied the dice into the cup and shook it with a clatter.

Wei Jingtian frowned, the cup seemed to be iron. Isn't it bamboo to play with money skewers on weekdays?

Looking at Qian Chuanzi, I saw that he tilted his ears slightly, and his face was solemn... with enjoyment. Not by the black line, this guy is banned from gambling, don't ban it.

The old man shook faster and faster, faster and faster, so fast that he could see the pictures in the light, one moment left, one moment right, one moment up and one down, and even stood on the chair, his arms turning around.

A man was dumbfounded: "He won't change." ”

Another man was also stunned: "What's different about the dice, and then it's all six sides." ”

Another man touched his arm: "Why don't we gamble and guess what time he opened." ”

Wei Jingtian glanced sideways, glanced faintly, and the man shuddered. I forgot that the owner of the village was there, and it was all the money strings.

Gou Zhi bent down and leaned into the ear of Wei Jingtian: "Boss, let's win, I've seen money strings shake six dice vertically, a total of one point." ”

Oh? Does he still have the skills?

Wei Jingtian nodded slightly, but he felt that this old man was not easy to deal with.

The old man's hands on the other side seemed to turn into hundreds, and he only heard the iron cup flying and shaking around him.

Not good yet? Wei Jingtian was bored, and he no longer watched the field, but only took the big fan and circled it between his fingers.

The more the middle-aged man looked at it, the more surprised he became, such an outstanding person, if he was mixed up on the road, it was impossible for him not to know, could it be that he was new from other places? Then he sneered, the foreign hairy boy didn't know the depth of the water in the capital, and with a swing of the dragon king's tail, he could rush your small ditch. This is a matter of killing chickens and monkeys to make an example for outsiders to see.

Wei Jingtian: Hehe, dare to say that the Ganzhou water bandits' nest is a small water ditch, hehe, the emperor is not as atmospheric as you.

Finally, with a bang, the iron cup fell heavily on the thick wooden table.

Qian Chuanzi frowned and stared at it.

The old man laughed twice and looked at his fingers, which were longer than his own: "The old man wants you to leave two fingers." ”

The water bandits couldn't get angry, knowing that this old man wanted to abolish the ancestral stunt of the money string, but--your boss is about to cut off our boss's hands and feet, you just need their fingers? Are you saying that our boss's hands and feet are not as good as their fingers?

The back of Qian Chuanzi's neck was cold again, he turned around and put on a flattering smile, and shouted at the old man: "Look down on people, right, if I lose, I will give you all my hands and feet." ”

Old man: "..."

Middle-aged man: "..."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go." Wei Jingtian waited for the results and waited for the flowers.

The old man squinted and glanced upstairs, and the middle-aged man nodded slightly, looking at Wei Jingtian and the others was no different from looking at a dead person.

Yu Jingtian sighed, so sure?

Everyone stared at the old man and slowly opened the cup.

"Shhhh

"Hah-"

The people in the gambling house, including the guests, were shocked and then burst into laughter, laughing and scolding at them.

"Wait for your hands and feet to be chopped off."

"Foreigners, go back to your hometown."

"What kind of hometown do you go back to, and the mass graves outside the city are lost."

“...”

The water bandits' faces were all green, and there were still dice under the cup, only a pile of faint powder remained.

The old man actually grinded six dice alive.

Suddenly, no wonder the iron cup is used, and the bamboo can't be grinded.

"Boy, leave the two fingers of your right hand."

Qian Chuanzi still frowned and stared at the pile of powder, and when he heard the old man's difficulty, he raised his head and said coldly: "The jade is all powder, the old man uses it well." I'm afraid there are few people in this capital who can have this hand. ”

Wei Jingtian frowned slightly, it seems that the news is wrong, this gambling house is not obvious, there can be such a master in charge, I am afraid that I will pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

It is impossible for ordinary gangs to retain such talents, not to mention anything else, the gambling house with a hard background heard about it, and it is bound to be destroyed if it is not obtained. Unless, this gambling house has a harder backstage.

If you are not happy, do you want to return home?

The middle-aged man laughed and said loudly: "This son, you can see clearly, no one in this capital can win against Master Huang." Obediently leave your hands and feet, and let you gasp out. ”

As for being able to take a few breaths when he goes out, it all depends on his mood.

Wei Jingtian sighed, see, do you have a way back?

Gou Zhi was about to step forward, but Yu Jingtian stretched out his hand to stop it, and asked Qian Chuanzi lightly: "What do you think?" ”

Qian Chuanzi raised his head suddenly, his eyes brightened: "Heh, I can see that such a means are worth the trip, if I retreat, I will be embarrassed by the boss." Old man, let me also show you the means of the master. ”

Wei Jingtian yawned: "Hurry up." ”

As if he was sure that the money skewers could win.

The old man snorted, said "dying struggle", and asked people to send a new set of dice.

The bandits wondered if they should let the money strings eat even their shoes.

Qian Chuanzi looked solemn, and without hesitation, he picked up the dice that the old man had passed over, and threw them into the iron cup he had just used.

Gou Zhi was so distressed that he didn't know if the money strings could be ground up. It's ground, how to determine whether you win or lose?

Bang, bang, bang, bang——, sound was in one piece, and the money string waved with both hands, shaking the iron cup out of the afterimage.

But I've seen it once, and it's not so uncommon for everyone.

Wei Jingtian reminded again: "Hurry up." ”

Regardless of whether she wins or loses, she has to decide this hall, and she will see the real chapter under the knife.

"Bang-"

Her words just landed!

Yu Jingtian is depressed, and he is too obedient. It's always a matter of pretending. (To be continued.) )