The game currency was thrown into the sparring machine, Peng Cheng hadn't played this for a while, and his son had no one to fight against, so he played alone. He always played this thing when he was small, and he played it well, but fortunately, over the years, this machine has not changed at all, but it is just a cover in the game hall, and it is true that there is no need to upgrade, and now although his hands are raw, he still plays well, Peng Cheng chose a character who looks most like himself, although he has no thoughts, he still plays.

This game is too simple, the skills that have been practiced for many years, and there is no need to be too focused, and the cartoon music floating upstairs is too distracting, and he feels that it doesn't feel right in his hands, like wearing gloves, and the game is really interesting.

So many people upstairs lost, they all lost, and the young man was so embarrassed that he let out a long sigh and had mixed feelings. Watching others go upstairs, he seemed a little angry, but fortunately, someone always came downstairs, what was going on. Sister Luo's son also came down, Peng Cheng took a look, as if he was looking at everyone who had just passed, and he never missed everyone, all of them looked obscene, and they were worthy of coming out of the gambling place like a bear. Damn, what kind of broken game, why is this person just immortal? Peng Cheng cursed, knocked the machine hard, but he really couldn't play anymore, threw down the character who looked like him and was beaten, and went straight to the second floor again.

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Then go up to the small second floor, there are so many people that it is a little unreasonable, surrounded by layers of people, and if you want to sell a fool, you are afraid that you can't see the windlass. Peng Cheng stood at the top of the stairs, in a dilemma but reluctant to leave, turned his face, and found that there was a fishing machine in the corner of the small second floor that few people touched, the design was extremely exquisite, and the surrounding seats were seated, and the machine was embedded in a fish-shaped table core in the middle, and it was generally only there.

In short, I want to stay here, and I don't have to worry about it. Peng Cheng squeezed over, he never touched it, he always went straight to the windlass, anyway, fifty yuan to buy ten coins is no longer enough to sell points, he really doesn't want to play. There were still nine coins in his hand, and the only thing he could fiddle with now on the second floor was this fishing machine, so he threw the remaining coins into it.

There was an eldest sister in her forties sitting next to the fishing machine, with a lazy and fat body, wrapped in a black modal shirt, and the fat was about to come out, squeezing out one bulging bag after another from the clothes. She leaned on the countertop, her arm on the screen of the fishing machine, those colorful fish swam under her thin white arm, holding a plastic coin box in her hand, the coin inside was almost twenty yuan, a thin small layer, the other hand concentrated on the fishing machine coins, the right hand kept patting the launch button, and there was no need to aim, just in one direction, endless launching, so bold play.

This is enviable, Peng Cheng suddenly felt that the nine coins in his hand were worthless, and carefully pinched them in his hand made people look shabby jokes, casually stuffed into the machine, clicked twice, and the nine coins were gone.

Seeing two other people's bullets flying in vain, the fat eldest sister squinted at Peng Cheng, she hadn't even finished throwing the coins in the box, and her side was over. The eldest sister threw the coin again with a blank face, so disdainful, her mouth is so eye-catching, she must remember it at first sight, and it is hard to forget, the thick lips seem to have been drawn from an American cartoon, accounting for almost one-third of the face. The crimson lip line, presumably from Wen in the early years, was so sudden, lifeless, and looked at each other fiercely, Peng Cheng subconsciously turned back, why is it so ugly?

Thirty minutes later, the eldest sister paid a total of eight hundred, and the young man kept staring at her, remembering for her, that all the money was left into the fishing machine. The eldest sister's fingers and nails were red, and she almost pulled into the buttons on the machine with almost every click, but the money on the table still poured out thousands of miles, and she never looked back.

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If it was five days ago, Peng Cheng still couldn't believe it, before that he had always firmly believed that playing cat machines was playing with players, and the dealer was just taking a cut of the money. He firmly believes in such a theory, so he never gets on the plane alone, but in the past two days, Peng Cheng has been pondering a problem.

It's a matter of angle.,This new angle seems to have chiseled a wall for him.,Finally let him figure it out.,The cat machine is likely not to play this theory.,It's probably not thinking so much.,Maybe it just has a fixed node.,Maybe it's a different way to play when it comes to a node.。 If that's the case, then this cat machine is simple, such calculations don't even need any computer in it, as long as a simple binary instruction, this game hall can make a profit without losing money, in the final analysis, it may not have anything to do with the player at all.

This is a new theory he came up with after challenging the Xiaoice box alone that day and finally winning the barbecue money. For several days, he had been watching others play, pondering and verifying the theory. Whoever has been playing lately has been Waterloo, only that day he won money, but that day, there was no one around him, there was no one on the entire second floor, just him and the refrigerator, he only played with the refrigerator, there were no players.

This discovery made Peng Cheng more and more hot, so many people lost money, so many people, Peng Cheng had a hunch that the eldest sister was at this node now, when she didn't pay for eight hundred and stopped paying for it, this fishing machine had eaten at least eight hundred without looking back. Peng Cheng felt that his dawn was coming, it must have come, so he turned his head and squeezed out of the crowd, rushed to the stairs, ran out of the dark field in three steps and two steps, and called Beibei.

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"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, give me some money!" Peng Cheng was so anxious that he couldn't speak, his brain was as fragmented as his mouth.

"What do you want money for? You're playing with money again?" Bei Bei never thought that it would be such a slap in the face, and although he was angry, she didn't dare to scold him loudly. When she answered the phone, she was still happy in her heart, they only ate together at noon, he was so considerate and gentle, he would only take care of her little princess-like hope, he would be satisfied, he would not laugh, he just said that the play was a lie, just now it was fine, so good that she hasn't come back to her senses, how can she ...... now?

"Oh! now is not the time to talk about this, I owe someone else's money, you can get me some first!" The young man was annoyed, he was too anxious, and the business opportunity was fleeting! The anxiety in his heart could not allow him to continue to ink with Beibei, but the obedient girl was confused, why did he owe money to anyone? He didn't mention a word during the meal, and now he owes money.

Bei Bei's subconscious reaction was that Peng Cheng was lying, and she casually asked, "Why do you owe people money?" As if convinced of her own question, Peng Cheng must not have found a reasonable explanation to lie.

"Oops fuck!" he took a deep breath as he muttered a muttered phrase on the phone, like an expletive. "Beibei, I'm in a hurry, you hurry up. ”

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Sure enough, there was no explanation. Hurry up, he wants to hurry up, Bei Bei couldn't help but be angry, she couldn't help but not say it, but at the same time she also knew in her heart that it was in vain. Listening to Peng Cheng's tone, he must have this money, no matter how she can, she can't stop him from asking for it like crazy, or even getting angry. So she accepted the reprimand in her words, softened a little and said, "Cheng Cheng, what did you tell me?"

Peng Cheng tried very hard to control his emotions, took a deep breath as much as possible, and suppressed the urge to explode, the sound was so loud that Bei Bei really listened to it, and the timid words almost blurted out. Every now and then is when Bei Bei is most afraid, she can't be sure what Peng Cheng will do next, he is no longer gentle, like a bad man, he is about to scream, she still remembers how crazy he was, and he was like this before that.

Fear made her feel a little ashamed, Bei Bei adjusted her tone, she tried to make a final persuasion, she swallowed her saliva, and said as gently as possible, "Didn't you say that that thing is all a lie?