It's not a secret that the doorman often uses his power for personal gain, but Cheng Zhipeng doesn't know it, because he goes out over the wall every time. Seeing the figure of the doorman, Cheng Zhipeng shook his head helplessly, Yang Yi is still too tender, he won't skip class at all, and he will take him over the wall in a while.

"You two stinky boys, do you want to skip class? Asked me no! The doorman said proudly.

The two students, one fat and one thin, were very eye-catching. The fat man must not have slipped past me, but the thin man was a little familiar, and probably knew my rules. Anyway, the score still has to be placed. What's wrong with being a doorman, the doorman is also an uncle!

"Do you want to throw up again?" Yang Yi raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

The doorman was excited, and his somewhat confused head instantly sobered up. No wonder some of them are familiar, it turned out to be the bastard boy in the morning. Seeing this plague god, the doorman subconsciously reached out to cover his stomach, it had been a morning, and it seemed that he still had a faint pain. He had palpitations, he really couldn't understand that such a thin body had such amazing strength.

Cheng Zhipeng was confused, why did Yang Yi say such an inexplicable sentence, and what happened next made him even more confused.

"Oops, I drank too much wine, my head hurts, I have to go back to sleep for a while."

The doorman raised his hand and touched his forehead, his face looked pained, and he turned around and went back to the doorman's room. Yang Yiqiang couldn't help but smile, this guy pretended to be quite similar. Cheng Zhipeng was dumbfounded, what is the situation!

"Haha, what's the fuss, let's go." Yang Yi couldn't help it, laughed out loud, raised his foot and kicked Cheng Zhipeng's buttocks, and walked out of the High School Attached to Normal University.

Cheng Zhipeng touched his slightly sore buttocks, and then reached out and scratched his head, not dreaming! It's so simple to swagger out from the main entrance!

"Fatty, where is the gambling house?" Out of the school gate, Yang Yi looked around at a loss, this city was still too unfamiliar, and he only remembered one way home in his mind.

Casinos? It was the first time Cheng had heard of this statement, but he knew what it meant. It's just strange that Yang Yi always pops up such a crepe word in his mouth, and he also said a habit of breaking sleeves before.

"You're going to gamble? What's so fun about gambling money, let's go to the Internet café, this silver god teaches you to play games, masturbation, masturbation, battle games, killing and killing is cool. When it comes to games, Cheng Zhipeng is very interested.

Silver is the rank that represents the technical level in the game, ranking second to last, but in the face of Yang Yi, a person who doesn't understand it at all, Cheng Zhipeng naturally pretended to be a master, and Tian shamelessly flaunted himself as a god.

"What's so fun about virtual killing games, not interested. And I'm not gambling money, I'm making money! Yang Yi said lightly.

On the way to school in the morning, Yang Yi passed by a pharmacy and felt the slightest aura coming from inside. Pleasantly surprised, I went in and took a few looks. A man who looked like a boss took a few men to count the medicinal herbs in the corner, and the trace of aura emanated from a sixty-year-old mountain ginseng.

When he was in the cultivation realm, Yang Yi would not look at such a mountain ginseng, its effect was only a few points better than that of Yuehua grass, and only the ginseng king who was more than a thousand years old could barely enter his eyes. But this is the earth where spiritual energy is scarce, and the value of this ginseng naturally rises.

Damn, a broken mountain ginseng actually costs more than one million, Yang Yi scolded in his heart. At the same time, it also strengthened the belief that you can't be a poor person anywhere, and it is difficult to move an inch without money. In the cultivation realm, he had countless ways to obtain spirit stones, but on Earth, the only way he could think of to make money at the moment was to gamble.

Cheng Zhipeng looked stunned, and looked at Yang Yi with a long mouth. Virtual killing isn't fun, is it possible that you still want to kill people in real life? Going to the casino is not to gamble money, but to make money, are you a gambling god? I didn't see that Yang Yi was still a gambler, and he just extorted 3,000 yuan from others, so he couldn't wait to go to the casino.

"Xiao Yi, nine out of ten bets, don't go." Cheng Zhipeng persuaded. He himself also gambled, but it was all small bets, playing mahjong with others, blowing up golden flowers, etc., winning or losing within 5,000 yuan, in terms of his family's conditions, it didn't matter at all.

As for the casinos, he doesn't go there to gamble, and even hates those places, and his father has become very good at gambling in recent years, and often goes in and out of the casinos. If it weren't for his mother's rigid control of the finances, the family's property would have been ruined.

"Don't worry, I won't lose!" Yang Yi is anxious to make money, and he is completely sure that he will only win and not lose, but he can't explain it clearly.

Cheng Zhipeng saw that Yang Yi was very resolute, and there was no way, so he stopped a taxi and drove towards the city center. Although he has never been to the casino, he has accompanied his mother to the casino to catch his father, and he still knows the location of a casino, but he doesn't know that it is the largest casino in Jiangcheng.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the Jiangcheng Hotel, a five-star hotel in Jiangcheng, and the second floor of the hotel is a huge casino. It is said that the boss is very energetic, but there is no way to verify, but after countless crackdowns, this casino is still standing, which shows that the background is very deep.

"What's a hotel?" Yang Yi looked at the signboard in front of him and asked.

"This is not Macau, how can there be a casino on the bright side." Cheng Zhipeng replied.

"Then how do you know there's a casino?" Yang Yi was very strange.

"This ...... I've been here once. "Family ugliness should not be publicized, Cheng Zhipeng did not tell the truth.

Yang Yi smiled slightly, but he didn't care. What I thought in my heart was that Cheng Zhipeng, a stinky boy, had already gone to the casino to play, and he tried to persuade me.

Most of the people who know about this casino are regular customers, and they will be released after strict inspection. But Yang Yi and Cheng Zhipeng were still stopped, not because they were carrying thousands of tools, but because they were born and looked like students.

"Little friend, I don't know where you heard about this place, but this is not the place you should be, go home." Inspector A was very polite and said with a smile.

"Two poor students also want to gamble? Do you have enough pocket money for a chip? Prosecutor B sneered directly.

"Open the door to do business, because the customer has little money, can you stop and not let go? Is this what your boss taught hospitality? Yang Yi raised his eyebrows and said lightly, he didn't get angry immediately, the gambling house has always been mixed, and Yang Yi is not a person who likes to cause trouble.

"You ......"

Procurator B was about to say more, but was stopped by Procurator A. The person in front of him looks like he is in his teens, but his words are very old, he must be the son of a big family who has seen the world, this kind of person The two of them can't afford to offend at all, so they let him go directly.

It turned out that the ridicule of prosecutor B was not unreasonable, and when he arrived at the place where the chips were changed, Yang Yi knew that the smallest denomination of the chips here was five thousand. Fortunately, Cheng Zhipeng has a lot of money in his pocket, otherwise he would have been embarrassed today.

Cheng Zhipeng took out 2,000, 1,000 in his pocket, and 2,000 on the card. Even if Yang Yiquan loses and saves a little, three thousand is enough for the two of them for a month, but it's really not good, it's better to find a family again.

In fact, Cheng Zhipeng had already decided that he would lose it all, and he had planned to wait for Yang Yi to lose a little bit before persuading him to leave. Now that I only have a chip in my hand, I don't have this chance, and in less than two minutes, I can go home.

Entering the casino lobby, you can see a variety of gambling machines neatly placed in the corners around you, and in the middle are Russian wheels, pai gow, Texas Hold'em, stud, ...... Quite a few people gathered in the middle. Most of the people who play in the hall are for fun, or people like Yang Yi who don't have much gambling money. The real rich don't stay in the lobby and go straight to the members-only box on the second floor, where there are bigger betting boards. As long as you dare to gamble, there will be someone to gamble with you.

One after another, shouts mixed with a few annoyance or pleasant roars, kept drilling into the ears. The air smelled of smoke, alcohol, and sweat, and although there were countless ventilation fans working frantically overhead and around them, the effect was not particularly obvious.

Yang Yi frowned, he didn't like this environment very much, but he was in a hurry to make money, so he had to endure it. On the other hand, Cheng Zhipeng's brows furrowed even tighter, hey, hasn't this kid come here to play, why does he look more uncomfortable than me.

Yang Yi was dizzy, and he didn't bother to ask Cheng Zhipeng, tightened the only chip in his hand, and walked to a gaming table.

He chose the simplest, most straightforward, and of course the fastest bet, which is the time-honored guess size.

This gambling table is not lively, there are three people sitting scattered, and the dealer's position is a somewhat handsome waiter, who looks like he is in his early thirties, wearing a white shirt and black vest, shaking the cup very coolly.

"Boom."

With a muffled sound, the color cup fell to the gambling table, and the waiter left the color cup with both hands, and very politely beckoned the few customers to place bets.

The width of the gaming table is only two meters, and Yang Yi's divine sense is more than three meters, and he has already poked and poked, and the moment the cup is placed, he already knows the points. One, two, two, five points small.

At the same time, the only chips in his hand flew out and landed firmly on the big small print on the table.

Cheng Zhipeng had a pain in his flesh, in just a few seconds, most of the five thousand yuan was about to be wasted, and he hated gambling in his heart. He never dreamed that he would experience a big gamble in the near future.

The rest of the people also bet, the three of them hesitated for a while, and bought the big one, the one who bought the small one looked like a child, who would buy the same as a child? Originally, there was a plan to buy a small one, but Yang Yi preemptively placed a bet, and he had to buy a large one. Lest a good man say that he bought it with a child, and if it spreads, how can he have the face to continue playing in the casino.

Seeing that no one continued to bet or raise, the waiter asked a few words and then reached out to open the color cup.

"One, two, two, five o'clock small!" The waiter shouted.