To tell the truth, Lan Wang is actually very willing to deal with people like Mrs. Purple Kite--- he speaks happily without ink, and he does things neatly without falling off the chain!

Young Master Lan actually knows some of the rules of gambling. He was just waiting for the shopkeeper to admit --- admit that he, the player, had the right to designate the banker's bets.

Since people unsurprisingly point out that Lan Wang can bet for the dealer, then what are our Lan Da Young Master waiting for?

"Since you are a gambler, your banker's additional bet can also be set by the kid...... Lan Wang's face suddenly appeared with the kind of evil smile that was familiar to everyone around him.

"I specify: if I win the next round, you have to ------"

"Be my daughter-in-law! Hahaha! Young Master Lan deliberately playfully sold a pass, and then said his "evil" intentions.

At this moment, the audience was in an uproar.

"Good fellow, the little doll is too precocious now!"

"Can you gamble like this if you gamble on your net worth? For the sake of a woman, you don't even want your life?! ”

"You don't understand that, do you? The peony flower is dead, and the ghost is also romantic, and a child can see through it better than you! ”

"Hey, who's the?!"

......

Lan Wang's words also have a certain element of joking in them. After all, although the woman in front of him is indescribably beautiful, she is much older than him after all.

The problem is: Lan Wang's bet is a half-truth, but the female boss of the other family takes this seriously!

Mrs. Purple Kite's expression did not change at all because of Lan Wang's light words--- took ten thousand steps back, even if there was a change, Lan Wang couldn't notice it, because she was wearing a veil.

"It's all according to your guests! If this son wins the next game, what if the little girl is asked to make a promise? Her voice is still crisp and pleasant, and her expression is still calm and light.

When the little maid under the female shopkeeper, who had been secretly observing the changes in the situation on the side, heard this, her face turned pale, and she couldn't help but exclaim: "Madam! You ......"

"Lingya! Don't be rude! Don't quit yet?! As soon as the words of the personal maid came out, she was directly pressed back by Mrs. Purple Kite, and the female shopkeeper turned her head almost instantly, scolding her little maid with a fierce voice.

Then, she immediately turned back and put on that professional smile again: "This young master, his subordinates are rude, and they make you laugh!" ”

"It's okay!" Lan Wang waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "I also saw that the shopkeeper was still combing the hair of an unmarried woman, so I destined the bet to be this marriage contract." What's more, this is a gambling fortune! I, the player, have staked my own life, and it doesn't seem too much to ask you, the banker, to bet on your marriage, right? Well, what's the difficulty of the shopkeeper? ”

"Of course not! Master Lan, we might as well continue! The female shopkeeper smiled again and made a "please" gesture.

Lan Wang still had a smile on his face, still with an expression of nonchalance, but there was already a storm in his heart. Who is this woman? What is your background and origin? But any serious and innocent woman in this world who is teased by Young Master Lan with words like just now will definitely not remain calm! It is even more impossible to agree to Young Master Lan's non-sub-request! If you really have to think about it, it's light to scold and splash and roll, and the tougher woman is likely to pull it with a big ear scraper! However--- this Purple Kite Lady not only agreed, but also agreed very happily! Without the slightest hesitation!

What is it about this woman that she can take her marriage and chastity so lightly?

What kind of terrible hole cards does this woman hide, and what kind of unknown purpose does she have, so that she can let go of things that others can't?

But the current situation no longer allows Young Master Lan to continue to think and analyze--- the second round of the gambling game has begun.

"The first round of the second game of the bet, the smaller wins, and the dealer goes first!" The voice of the little boy in the newspaper field sounded again at the right time.

Madame Purple Kite stretched out her slender hand again, picked up the bone cup on the table, picked up the six dice with the same smooth movement as before, and shook them very skillfully. Everyone knows that this round will determine the final outcome of the bet: according to the rules of the tiebreaker, if the banker and player are still equal, the banker will automatically win. In other words, even if our Young Master Lan can still force Lady Purple Kite, he will not be able to escape the fate of being killed!

In this round, the time for Mrs. Purple Kite to shake the dice was significantly shorter. I only heard a crisp sound, and the bone cup was directly pressed on the table.

"Open the dice!"

The cup was removed. Everyone was once again shocked by the female shopkeeper's superb skill in shaking the dice.

The six dice are stacked neatly into a pillar, and the top one is exactly one point on the upward side.

"The dealer is out of a little!" In the loud voice of the newspaper boy, the onlookers who ate melons could almost be sure that the fate of our young master Lan had been doomed.

"Good guy, it's another lore!"

"I'm afraid this kid is really out of drama this time! Even if he can shake a little bit, it's a loss! “

"Hey, ginger is still old and spicy......"

Compared with the previous competitions, this time the discussion in the casino was much lower--- everyone no longer doubted that the ending was doomed, and Young Master Lan could not escape.

The little maid known as Ling Ya took this opportunity to make another grimace at Young Master Lan.

However, even if the situation is like this, the announcer still has to continue to shout: "Bet on the second round of the second game, the smaller wins, the player goes!" ”

In the eyes of the onlookers, our young master Lan has no chance at all, and letting him shake the dice in the end is just a formality and full of gambling etiquette. Lan Wang's performance still didn't seem to be out of a gambler's expectation--- this kid did have a little bit of a broken jar, just picked up the cup and put the dice on it and shook it fiercely, using all the strength of the milk, thinking that he could make the points he shake out as small as possible.

In a gambler's gloating or compassionate gaze, Lan Wang slammed the cup on the table.

This time, the dice in the cup didn't make a sound after the cup landed on the table.

"Open the dice!" The little guy sang.

In this curtain that sounded like a death sentence, Lan Wang took the cup away in front of everyone.

A large pile of powder-like dice fragments appeared in front of everyone's eyes--- there was not a single complete dice in the cup, and the dice themselves were all broken by Young Master Lan in the process of shaking and colliding.

There was a brief silence.

After that, the final result of the little guy was clearly reported to everyone's ears.

"The player smashes all the dice and goes to zero! Zero point is small, the player wins! ”

He hesitated a little when he said this, as if he was not quite sure whether the results he reported were correct or true.

He has been pondering: There doesn't seem to be a clause in the rules for betting on the size of bets, right? If so, the results should be correct, right?

After all, the dice are all broken, and the points are gone! If the points are gone, does that count as zero?