Under the cup, what is it, whether Zhang Lang, a young man with bad luck, won, or is it that the veteran gambling king Xiao Yiming is more powerful, and finally defeated Zhang Lang who is unlucky. =Top=Point=Small-Say www.23wx.com

Things are about to be revealed.

As a professional female dealer, Miss Red Cheongsam is also quite appetizing, everyone is waiting for the monkey to be anxious, but this female dealer is smiling and waiting for the atmosphere to reach the high tide.

"Miss dealer, we're all in a hurry, you should announce the results soon."

"Yes, yes, Miss Dealer, tell us!"

"I'm in a hurry, Miss Dealer, you're doing well, we'd love to know."

……

There was a lot of talk around, and it seemed that they all wanted to know what the outcome of the matter would be.

Whether it is the presence of Yanjing's nine-foot gambling king, and more importantly, there is now a young descendant named Zhang Lang who is born to challenge the majesty of the old gambling king!

What's more, this kid inexplicably won the gambling king in his first game.

There is no way, for the more than 100 people present, someone can win Xiao Yiming, the personal disciple of the British gambling king, and the closed disciple is tantamount to an eighth-magnitude earthquake in his life.

And Zhang Lang, a little-known person, at least for most of the people present, was an unknown person, and after winning the nine-foot gambling king Xiao Yiming, he was aggressive and issued a battle letter again, giving the gambling king a second chance to fight.

What does this mean for most people?

For most people, such a thing is like actively dying and committing suicide while playing a game, that is, simply giving away someone's head.

I have seen people give heads in the game, but no one has ever seen people who give heads thousands of miles like Zhang Lang.

For such a young man who is energetic, impactful, and has the power to break through the shackles, there is also considerable popularity in the audience.

Among the more than 100 people, at least half of them can be described as "smelly" to Zhang Lang.

There is no way, dare to challenge the dignified gambling king as a mortal, such a thing, even if people just think about it, it is blood boiling.

And such a thing has really happened around me, how can it not be fascinating? How to make people's blood not boil?

So now it's time for the second unveiling of the results, and no one is bluffing anymore.

There is no way to do this, for most people, they have already admitted that Zhang Lang is amazing.

In other words, they have recognized Zhang Lang's status in their gambling circle in disguise.

Of course, if Zhang Lang knew about this matter, he would definitely laugh.

At least until now, he has not had any consciousness as a gambler, not that Zhang Lang now wants to tell most of the people present that if he wants to get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible-

It's better to be so long, the sea of bitterness is boundless, turn back to the shore, leave this gambling full of right and wrong, and you will have a happy family.

Of course, this sentence is just something to think about.

Because for people who are addicted to gambling, this has long become a matter of incurritability.

Just like a dynasty called the Great Song Dynasty in the 5,000-year history of Huaguo, because of the redundant soldiers, it was difficult to return to the later accumulation, and in the end, such a prosperous prosperous dynasty could only fall into decline, and finally the prosperous prosperous era could only become a ruin covered by mud and sand.

For people who have been winning in the gambling field, gambling is a beautiful paradise, where you want to get, what you don't want to get, everything you want, what you want to come, so, for them, you must always come to bet, field.

And for those who have been losing in the gambling field, maybe the next time they bet/bet, they will be able to win back the money they have lost, gambling, the field, for them, it is like the last dynasty of the Qing Dynasty in China, the rampant opium/opium, so that those who are addicted to it, can not quit.

Of course, in other words, the Jinliang Treaty is all over the South and East, who sent the Chunshen Wupeng to Tibet? It is not in vain that people call the lotus curtain guest, and the blue yarn cabinet protects A hibiscus.

When people become addicted to something, they don't judge the good or bad of it by objective facts, but judge the good or bad of it by whether they are comfortable with it.

At this time, the big smoke is like a hibiscus.

At this moment, Zhang Lang is facing more than 100 people who are addicted to gambling.

Of course, Zhang Lang didn't know whether Wu Mengqing should be counted among these people.

Rationally, for Zhang Lang, it is necessary to count Wu Meng lightly among these people, but emotionally, although she is more "annoying", she is actually a very cute little girl in appearance, Zhang Lang does not want to count this girl among these addicts.

Well, sometimes, girls' cuteness is used to foul, at least Zhang Lang feels that it is more difficult for him to do now.

And after everyone went through some entanglements, the female dealer of the red cheongsam finally said such difficult words as if she had given birth to a child.

Wow -

To announce the color of the dice, of course, you have to open the cup.

So with a soft sound, the cup opened.

"Huh?"

As the cup was opened, the first thing to hear was the screams of the female dealer who was the most just and should sit still.

The scream was as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Of course, it's night, and it's almost seven or eight o'clock, so it's supposed to be a hell of a night in the dark.

"Miss Dealer, what's wrong?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Tell me about it, Miss Dealer."

"Tell me quickly, we're in a hurry."

……

Among the more than 100 people, they couldn't help it.

Although for most people, winning and losing can already be seen.

Xiao Yiming chose the numbers 2,3,6, while Zhang Lang chose the numbers 6,6,6.

Even though 6,6,6 sounds more lofty than 2,3,6, but in fact, this phenomenon of three numbers strung together is rarely seen in regular gambling and the field.

The dealers are all professional, so when shaking the dice, they will try their best to use their ability to break up the dice.

Therefore, Zhang Lang's behavior of choosing three sixes is tantamount to death for most people.

"The number of points of the first dice is 6."

Miss Dealer is professional in the end, and the time of surprise is not too long, and she is still relatively calm to say everything that should be said.

Hearing the first number of Miss Dealer, most people nodded their heads.

Everyone looked at Xiao Yiming because his first number was 6.

Idol!

Admiration.

That's all guessed.

Of course, people automatically ignore Zhang Lang.

After all, Zhang Lang's three numbers are 6, so for most people, that is equivalent to guessing randomly, and they are not interested at all.

Most people just think that this Zhang Lang's luck is really a little better, what is it, what is coming.

can only be explained in this way, no one can believe that a young man, that is, about twenty years old, can be compared to Xiao Yiming, the nine-foot gambling king of Yanjing, in terms of gambling skills.

This person can't even be Zhang Lang - even if this person is indeed a bit against the sky.

That's what most people think.

Maybe there are only two people present who have different ideas, one of them is naturally Wu Mengqing, she has completely changed her attitude towards Zhang Lang.

Damn, is there any mistake, it's so divine that I can't be more divine, I can guess one, no, after I go home, I must ask Zhang Lang how to improve my gambling skills.

Of course, now Wu Mengqing doesn't know that subconsciously, Zhang Lang no longer wants Wu Mengqing to go to his home.

Can you stand a guy who blows up the door of his own house?

And you still don't know how expensive that gate really is.

200,000, pit dad, no, it's your big brother Zhang Lang!

Another person who didn't think Zhang Lang would lose, naturally was the dealer who looked at the three dice points.

And most people, including Xiao Yiming, are already smiling and squinting at the moment, waiting for the results to come.

It must have been won by himself, Zhang Lang's leopard-type dice would not have appeared once or twice for thousands of years.

"The second dice has a point of -6!" As if holding her breath, the female dealer said something like this.

"What?" Hearing this, Xiao Yiming and his friends were already stunned.

What is this?

And the surprise was not over, but at this moment the female dealer continued: "The third dice point - still 6!" ”

"It can't be!" At that time, Xiao Yiming didn't believe it.

But after saying that, I immediately regretted it.

On the large screen in front of the clubhouse in his own garden, you can clearly see the placement of the three dices.

It turns out that there is a tradition in the Fang Yuan Club, that is, every time you encounter a particularly formal gambling game, you must project the results on the projector, so that you can not only ensure fairness, but also prevent people from saying that the dealer is manipulating and cheating.

On top of the white projector, three dice are quietly arranged.

Six, six, or six!

Wow -

A young man who defeated Yanjing's nine-foot gambling king twice!

After a second of silence, there was a boiling in the Fang Yuan Clubhouse.

That kind of scene is as if Chinese football has rushed out of Asia, gone to the world, and become the pride of the Chinese people.

At this moment, Xiao Yiming was already stunned, sitting on the seat in a daze, like a pile of mud.

He, the Yanjing Nine-foot Gambling King, the closed disciple of the British Empire Gambling King, is already discredited at this moment!

This-

Yuan Binhan on the side was already stupid, completely stupid.

Is there any mistake?

What is this?

Uncle Xiao, who is omnipotent, was toyed with by a man younger than himself one day?

This is simply a naked, naked slap in the face.

And Zhang Lang walked up to Xiao Yiming with a smile, smiled and handed over a note, and said: "Mr. Xiao, this is my bank account in the bank, the name of the head of the account is Zhang Lang, Zhang who opened Gong without turning back, Lang who is desperate for San Lang, just hit this with 5 million gambling funds, and my lover and I will go first." ”

Zhang Lang took Wu Mengqing's hand, greeted everyone's attention, and walked out of the Fangyuan Club.

"Zhang who has no turning back arrow, Lang who is desperate for San Lang, what a Zhang Lang!" In the middle of the night, Xiao Yiming shouted in a hoarse voice, the feeling of vicissitudes of life, as if he was an old man in the twilight.

And Yuan Binhan couldn't stand it anymore.