Chapter 8: Crazy Dice

Inside the transparent glass cup, the three dice beat fast like three mischievous elves. No one can predict the outcome.

After a few seconds, the three dice stopped.

The result is shown as: 5 points, 3 points, 2 points, a total of 10 points, again "small".

Luke won again.

"Hmph, a dwarf with shit luck."

Luke heard the two players on the other side snort unhappily. It's only 1 point short of being big, but it's 1 point less, and it's still small. They all thought Luke was out of shit luck.

Before the new round began, the white muscular man among the three players grinned at Luke and said, "The goddess of luck won't favor you anymore, dwarf." He clearly didn't believe Luke would win next time.

Luke didn't say anything, under the Iron Man mask, there was an immature little face, and he pouted.

I saw that the white muscular man pressed the heavy bet this round and put five golden chips. One golden chip represents $1,000.

The muscular man bet big. In his opinion, the first few consecutive small ones, this time the probability of a big one is very high.

Luke is still betting small.

The other two people who thought the same thing as the white man also put their chips on "big". Seeing that Luke was still stubbornly small, all three of them sneered, thinking that Luke was a typical layman's behavior, and they all waited to see Luke deflated.

The dealer said, "Buy and go", and the dice started beating again.

A few seconds later, the three "big" guys, including the white man, all stared at each other in disbelief, as if they had eaten flies.

The result is "small" again: 1 point, 1 point, 2 points, just ridiculously small.

The dealer shoved over a dozen chips, all of them in front of Luke. Luke smiled. The gaze under the mask glanced lightly at the white muscular man, sneered, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "I'm sorry." Looks like I've had a lot of luck tonight. ”

"Damn gnomes." The muscular man gritted his teeth in anger.

"Falk Squid!" Lotus, who had been pretending to be an ornament on Luke's shoulder, said.

The muscular man stared at Luke coldly, and the voice came from Luke, and he naturally thought that Luke said it. There was a faint flash of fierceness in the muscular man's eyes.

In the next few rounds, Luke fully demonstrated what it means to be lucky.

He bet three more "small" and one "big" successively, and hit all four times!

Gradually, even the dealer's face showed an incredible expression. It's extremely rare to be in a row like Luke.

However, whether it is the dealer or these gamblers, who will know at this time that all this is just the beginning.

As Luke continued to win money again and again, people gradually began to stop and gather around the Sic Bo table.

And as Luke won every time he won the bet, the surrounding onlookers would let out an exclamation of surprise and incredible admiration.

Once again, Luke bet on "small".

There have been seven consecutive "small" appearances, and from the perspective of statistical probability, the probability of another "small" is very, very small. Therefore, some other players around have bet on "big".

Now there are more than three people at this table, and there are already more than a dozen players at this Sic Bo table at this time.

These people place bets without paying attention to their bets. At this point, it doesn't seem to matter anymore to win or lose. Everyone just wants to see if Luke can continue to bet on this round and remain undefeated.

"Guys, buy and leave." The corners of the dealer's mouth twitched and he said with a dry smile.

The dice start to beat.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the three dice without blinking, and some of them were holding their breath. And as the dice slowly stopped, the air around the table seemed to have frozen.

"Wow-" An exclamation sounded.

It turned out to be small again, and Luke bet again!

“OH,MY~GOD!” Some whites and blacks shook their heads in disbelief. This outcome is almost undesirable in terms of probability. However, there are still eight consecutive "small" shots, which may be even more difficult than the big lotto jackpot.

Some people began to question the dealer whether the machine was broken. The dealer checked and said there was no problem with the machine. However, at the strong request of some gamblers, the dealer still asked the casino for instructions and sent a new dice cup.

If nothing else, it was really eight "small" in a row, and Luke bet all of them, which deeply stimulated these people.

And as time went on, the crowd gathered more and more around the table, crowding the neighborhood. And even with a new cup, Luke is still unbeaten.

The exclamations around him gradually turned into cheers. Wave after wave of cheers attracted more curious gamblers to come and find out, and then join in on this incredible carnival!

I saw Luke put a large stack of chips in his hand and bet all his brain on "big". After thinking for a moment, he let go of his hand.

Just now, there were five consecutive "small", and Luke also felt that the probability of another "small" was too low, so he changed it to bet on "big".

The results came out quickly.

6 o'clock, 5 o'clock, 6 o'clock, the points are very big! It's just 1 point away, and it's a dealer-take-all. However, it was just 1 point short, and Luke won this round.

Some of the old gamblers were so excited that they seemed to have seen God and let out "Oh, My~God!" Oh,My~God! Marvel.

The table was filled with men's exclamations and women's screams. In less than half an hour, Luke was already stacked with chips of various colors in front of him!

There are a lot of people gathered behind Luke, these tattooed men, drunk gamblers, these people have become Luke's big fans!

The God of Gamblers is coming to Hell's Kitchen tonight, and tonight it is destined to boil!

At some point, the players at the table began to bet with Luke. These people have learned wisely. Luke is clearly possessed by the God of Gamblers tonight, and these people also want to take a few sips of soup with him.

Luke bets on "big", and these people also bet on "big". Luke bet on "small", and these people also bet on "small". Without hesitation.

So, after a few handfuls, the dealer on the opposite side began to wipe the cold sweat, and the beads of sweat on his forehead poured out.

In Sic Bo, the rules are actually in favor of the banker. 1 and 18 points to judge the dealer to win, every time around the dice, that is, when the three dice have the same number of points, it is the dealer takes all.

Theoretically speaking, the dealer basically makes a profit without losing money.

However, tonight I happened to encounter an evil sect.

This dealer has been working in various casinos for so many years, and this is the first time in his life that he has encountered this situation. Later, with each of Luke's bets, the dealer's heart trembled a few times......

Seeing that everyone around him was betting with Luke, the dealer didn't know what to do at this moment. Everyone plays like this, can they still be friends in the future?

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he quietly pressed the button under the table and asked the casino superior for help.

The gamble continues.

At this time, almost half of the gamblers in the entire casino gathered around this sic bo table to watch Luke's game. I believe that it won't take until tomorrow morning for what happened here tonight to spread throughout Hell's Kitchen and become a casino myth that everyone recites!

Luke made a direct bet on the dice this time.

If he wins, it's 150 to 1. This time he simply bet a hundred chips. Multiply it 150 times and the casino loses $15,000.

The dealer's expression was about to cry......