Peng Cheng staggered back and forth, the excitement in his heart made him unable to stop anymore, he felt a stream of hot blood rushing to his head, his eyes were dark, then lit up again, and then black, his body shook involuntarily, and the excitement made the people who had not closed their eyes for two days and two nights not have any sleepiness, and Wei was left with an empty head, a head that was stunned by excitement.

He stood behind a group of people who looked at him with envious eyes, and he saw almost none of them, just to stuff the money into the pocket of his flowered trousers. The money is getting thicker and thicker, and the pants are even more bulging, and a piece is squeezed out abruptly, with an angular quadrilateral, Peng Cheng touched it, and it didn't feel very good.

The eldest brother who often came to play next to him shouted: "Boy, come, help the eldest brother see which one can flash." He shouted loudly, without seeing anything at all, and Peng Cheng subconsciously raised his head.

If it was in the past, most of the people who talked like this, Peng Cheng would not pay attention to him, but today is different, the people who win money are always different from the past, the eldest brother said that in his heart, the most itchy and unbearable place is comfort, so his white face turned red all of a sudden, and he smiled a little shyly.

Peng Cheng walked over, he was a little proud, he didn't bother with the problem of his trouser pocket anymore, and it seemed to be the domineering that a man should have. The eldest brother's words gave him great confidence, or he didn't need the eldest brother to say, that confidence could still rise from his trouser pocket, although he smiled shyly, but he was not shy at all, standing behind the eldest brother with a wide black belt, he was as comfortable as a master of the world, without saying a word, just quietly waiting for the opportunity.

Can you imagine? He was serious, he was serious enough to believe that he could see the flash. How terrible this is, he can actually believe that this is unreasonable, and what is even more terrifying is that all the people present have looked at it, almost everyone is staring at Peng Cheng's reflection, they all seem to believe this, believing that this skinny guy can see when the refrigerator will go crazy, hum, it is ridiculous.

For a long time, the people in the house were in a commotion, and more people came around, and even the swaying sister believed it, she also came over, stretched her neck, and probed into the crowd, for fear of missing a little movement.

Time seems to have traces in the snort and waiting, about three later, Peng Cheng suddenly changed a load-bearing leg, the money was arched more prominently, he stared at the refrigerator intently, there was not much time for him to decide, the refrigerator was going to open the lottery soon, almost at the last moment, Peng Cheng spoke: "This one is almost there, let's get a little bit, guys!"

The black belt is burly, and the stool under his crotch seems to be unable to bear his weight, and it creaks, his body leans back, and his head tilts towards Peng Cheng. The big brother's thick palm, fiddling with the small machine, bet a thousand flashes, and because of a stranger's prediction, he also bet a thousand lions.

At this time, if the refrigerator flashes again, it seems to be a bit fake, but so what, that is, this refrigerator really flashes again. The eldest brother's big black face was square, and his sudden laughter was very abrupt, and his mouth was also square. He laughed, even with the people who watched the excitement, in the hearts of those who have nothing to do with themselves, maybe there is more surprise than happiness, just this handful, the big brother won back the day's deficit.

"Brother, it's so accurate!" the eldest brother slapped Peng Cheng on the mission, and the young man stumbled.

Peng Cheng also smiled shyly, although it was not easy to notice, he was very proud, he looked at the refrigerator in front of him, to be honest, he didn't know why it was so accurate. He didn't say anything to the eldest brother, just the fake humility of a winner, but he always wanted to be recognized, so he left appropriately, like Stephen Chow in the movie, retreating after succeeding, in his heart, such a result is enough, at least he thinks it is enough, the young man turned around, self-absorbed, and he left this dark field.

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Peng Cheng turned to the outside of the dark field, and just came out of the crack in the iron frame, there was a lot of Huo Liang outside, and he was immediately stunned. The blood was boiling so much that he could hardly stop, his mind was full of cells that were stimulated and itchy, and he was enthusiastically carnivaling, he seemed to have taken medicine, and the whole person boiled all at once.

There is no one in the huge outfield now. The odds of the fishing machine next to it are very low, it is all a game, there is only one big sister sitting next to the machine, almost fifty years old, wearing a very tight little skirt, leaking thick and sloppy thighs, she wears a very bright lipstick, strong arms, and knocks on the machine rhythmically, knocking on the sound.

The young man didn't want to leave yet, and he was retained by the excitement. Most of the games in the game hall outside are schoolboy games such as the King of Ninety-Eight and airplanes, and to be honest, he actually finds it very interesting when he looks at these things now.

Peng Cheng touched his trouser pocket, there was really too much money in it, it was all won by him, it was like a flying disaster, inexplicable. So much money is like being picked up for nothing, and people don't want to cherish it. Peng Cheng pondered, he involuntarily stuffed it into his pocket, and took out a hundred yuan, he looked at it, the money was really finely printed, only money was worthy of such fine workmanship, so fine that he had to go to the bar to buy a box of coins, stuffed into the ninety-eight boxing machine and fought.

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How many boys born in the 80s of the last century have never finished the King of Fighters? If you want to say that boys have never played the King of Fighters, just like today's girls say that they have never heard of Meteor Garden, you can only say that you missed that era.

The King of Fighters, Peng Cheng played since he was a child, but after the age of thirteen, he rarely saw this kind of machine. But he has a good foundation, and he has such a skilled business in playing games, and he can't play it with a hundred yuan coins at all. People who often play the King of Fighters know that this kind of game can be remade, in the nineties, many game halls can continue to play this kind of game is a copy, and the master can often sit for an afternoon with a coin, and the game hall can't even earn back the electricity bill, so that the current game hall, this kind of game has to be re-put in a coin to continue to start.

Peng Cheng happens to be this kind of master, and he is a little paranoid, and he pays attention to perfection in playing games, and he must be willing to give up if he wants a direct copy of a character. He got six coins and sat in the arcade for more than three hours, and when it was almost dawn, he finally realized something.

looked at the stacks of steel in the box in his hand, three hundred and ninety-four, and if he wanted to rely on the King of Fighters to kill all these coins, I am afraid it is impossible. The young man was also clever, and he suddenly remembered the high-odds fishing machine that many people used to test their luck, this box of coins, he could slap it fifty or sixty times, that was an opportunity! There were so many opportunities, so Peng Cheng turned around and entered the dark field again.

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I don't know who moved the iron shelf blocking the door of the dark field, the gap was much smaller, Peng Cheng was holding the box containing coins, and he saw the big brother with the square head just now, and let him help guess when the windlass flashed was also squeezing out.

"Brother, here you go again?" the eldest brother shouted in a bright red voice, always accompanied by his bright laughter.

"Well, big brother, is this a win?" Peng Cheng was also very proud, and he had an inexplicable sense of superiority in his heart, he knew in his heart that winning was to rely on his own flash, otherwise this big brother would lose.

"Hey, they're all lost again. The eldest brother finally squeezed out, the crack was really small for him, he turned out of the gap with difficulty, and thought in disgust: "Who got this, such a little seam." The eldest brother seemed to have stepped on something, and rubbed his shoes on the ground, he looked up suddenly, saw the box in Peng Cheng's hand, and asked with a smile on his face: "Is this going to try?"

"Well, I can't finish buying some coins, I'll try it in total. Peng Cheng smiled shyly.

"Okay, brother, let's leave a call! Come back next time, and ask you to charge me when to flash. The eldest brother was refreshed, took out his mobile phone casually, and Peng Cheng left the phone number for him. Decent among men, Peng Cheng accompanied the eldest brother to the door, the two laughed heartily and blew wildly, and then went their own way.

The eldest brother turned around and drove a black Audi to the back door, and Peng Cheng took more than 10,000 yuan and 394 steel in his hand and plunged into the dark field again.