Chapter 116: Rules at the Table (2)

Zhang Luo still followed the previous process, memorized the number of the dice, and then shook the dice, and the result was undoubtedly a big number. Cheng Chumo lost again, the whole gambling house began to boil, the gamblers were jubilant and overjoyed, and it was the right time to come to the gambling house today. If there can be a big wronged leader like Cheng Chumo every day, every gambler present can become a tycoon.

At this time, Zhang Luo was happier than anyone else, and he earned ten taels of silver after opening two games, this kind of good thing is not every day, it is like pie in the sky. Zhang Luo said with a smile: "Uncle, do you want to continue?" ”

Cheng Chumo grinned and snorted coldly: "This is nature!" I don't believe that Lao Tzu will keep losing! Lao Tzu pressed ......"

Before Cheng Chu finished speaking, he felt that someone had kicked him in the ass, and he turned his head to see who it could be if it wasn't Wei Hong. Although Cheng Chumo is not a professional gambler, he becomes a member of the gamblers when he gets to the gambling table, and the psychology of gamblers is the same, he is happy when he wins, and he scolds the street when he loses. Although he only lost eleven taels of silver, Cheng Chumo was a little angry: "What are you kicking me for?" ”

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked in the ass again, not by Wei Hong, but by Yu Chi Baolin. Yu Chi Baolin, frowning, said angrily: "You bear species!" Even if you bet until tomorrow and lose all your family, you won't be able to win! That's pretty much it, you really want to dive headfirst into this pit? ”

"That's not going to work, I have to win it back!" Cheng Chumo was unconvinced. Although Cheng Chumo is [***] in the capital, he is in charge of Lao Cheng, and he has never been exposed to many things, and this gambling is one of them. Everyone knows the gambling shady, but Cheng Chumo doesn't know anything about it, and thinks that gambling is purely lucky.

Although Zhang Luo wished that Cheng Chumo would continue to gamble, he knew that since Cheng Chumo could throw out one or two pieces of silver casually, he would not feel distressed at all if he lost, he was definitely not a small person, and he could not afford to provoke him. I didn't care about others to dissuade Cheng Chumo, anyway, I already had ten taels of silver, and today was already the door, so there was no need to cause trouble.

Since Cheng Chumo was interested in gambling, Wei Hong had already expected that there would be such a situation, gambling was like a deadly poison, attracting those who were not mentally strong. If you ignore it, Cheng Chumo will definitely fall into the whirlpool of gambling and can't extricate himself, delaying or not delaying the business is secondary, if Cheng Chumo degenerates from a man with a real surname to a sinister gambler who does everything, it will be a great tragedy in the world.

Just when Cheng Chumo took out another ten taels of silver from his arms and was about to throw them on the table, he was stopped by Wei Hong. Before Cheng Chumo could speak, Wei Hong said: "You don't know how to gamble, watch from the side first, and I'll teach you how to gamble!" Although Wei Hong has never gambled, most of the tricks on the gambling table are the same, as long as he touches the door, he will not be decided.

Even Cheng Chumo did not completely lose his mind, and dodged to let Wei Hong walk to the table, and looked at Wei Hong carefully from behind. Wei Hong smiled at Zhang Luo, and said lightly: "Brother, why don't I play two laps with you?" ”

Looking at Wei Hong's smiling face, Zhang Luo muttered in his heart, thinking that he could be a master? But after thinking about it, this person and the wronged man are together, and since they are together, they must also have money. How many rich people can gamble money, most of them just spend money to buy fun. As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Luo was relieved, nodded with a smile, and said: "Since the uncle has this Yaxing, how dare I disappoint the fun, please ask the uncle to press the treasure." ”

Wei Hong took out ten taels of silver from his arms and put it in his hand, but he didn't press it, but smiled mysteriously at Zhang Luo, and said, "Brother, you shake the dice cup first, and I'll press it after you finish shaking." Wei Hong had been observing just now, this Zhang Luo would take a closer look at the dice every time he shook the dice, obviously because of the skills he had accumulated over the years to control the trajectory of the dice. In the past, when I watched TV, there were some programs about the cows, and I could always see some people who called themselves 'gambling saints', playing the dice in a circle, and controlling the movement of the dice was just like playing.

As Wei Hong expected, as soon as he heard this, Zhang Luo's face changed significantly. didn't say anything, if his tricks were revealed, it wouldn't be Cheng Chumo who was bothering him, and the gamblers in the entire gambling game would not let him go. Zhang Luo shook the dice cup hard, and after shaking it, Chong Weihong made a gesture of please. Wei Hong immediately pressed the dice on the big one, and when Zhang Luo opened the dice cup, it was really big!

Everyone was amazed when they saw this, Cheng Chumo grabbed Wei Hong's shirt and admired it very much: "Mr. Wei, how did you win?" Tell me about it. ”

Wei Hong smiled and said lightly: "Luck, pure luck." ”

After winning back Cheng Chumo's ten taels of silver, Wei Hong also made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Luo: "Brother, keep shaking." ”

Zhang Luo's face was not very good-looking, after all, he had just won ten taels of silver and sent it back, and he was very aggrieved. However, seeing that Wei Hong was still pressing, his face softened again. After all, he can control the trajectory of the dice, Wei Hong can win all by luck, if he gambles again, Wei Hong will definitely lose! Zhang Luo picked up the dice cup and danced wildly, and after a while, he pressed the dice cup on the table and said to Wei Hong: "Uncle, please press the treasure!" ”

Wei Hong pressed his ten taels of silver plus Cheng Chumo's ten taels of silver on the small one, and as soon as Wei Hong pressed it, Zhang Luo's face darkened, and even the eyes that looked at Wei Hong became vicious. Gritted his teeth and opened the dice cup, it was small, Wei Hong won again! This time, the surrounding gamblers were boiling. The gamblers who didn't dare to go to the table took out their money one after another and were ready to press it with Wei Hong, but they were glared back by Zhang Luo's vicious eyes, and the gamblers could only give up. The gamblers are small hooligans, while Zhang Luo is a big hooligan, and the gamblers dare not provoke Zhang Luo.

If the first time is luck, then the second time is strength. Cheng Chu was silent, and he had to ask Wei Hong to say how to win, but Wei Hong didn't say anything anyway. After all, every industry has its own rules, and if you make people's ways of making money public, it is equivalent to smashing other people's jobs, which is not good for anyone. The reason why Wei Hong was able to win was completely because of Wei Hong's rational mind and clear memory ability. Wei Hong had been observing Zhang Luo's movements just now, and found that he shook his arm to the left and opened it wide, and he shook his arm to the right to open it small, which was a habit left over from when he practiced his skills. Wei Hong discovered this habit of his, and it was natural for him to win him.

Twenty taels became forty taels, which doubled, Wei Hong felt that it was almost over, and he didn't want to do things perfectly, so he was ready to stop. But when Zhang Luo saw that Wei Hong was leaving, he immediately slapped the table and became ruthless: "Uncle, if you win the money, you will leave, I'm afraid it's inappropriate, right?" ”

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