Chapter 173: Getting Rich in the Casino (Part II)

"Shen Gongzi bets big and small?"

Shopkeeper Zhuang, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he looked at Shen Zhengxiu with a smile.

Shen Zhengxiu was about to speak, but was preempted by Song Li, "You shake first, don't give me nonsense!" Song Li said and glared at Shen Zhengxiu fiercely.

Looking at Song Li's fierce appearance, Shopkeeper Zhuang was suddenly so frightened that he didn't dare to squeak anymore.

"Yes, yes, the small one will shake the small one!"

He hurriedly responded, lowered his head and shook the sieve cup, and didn't dare to give Song Li a look, for fear that something was wrong and angered her, and she couldn't eat and walked around.

"Smack-"

With a soft sound, Shopkeeper Zhuang slapped the sieve cup in his hand on the table, and then glanced at Song Li quietly.

"Great!"

Song Li didn't lift his eyelids, and directly took out a silver bag and put it on the table.

Seeing this, Shen Zhengxiu did not hesitate, and soon followed: "Bet big!" ”

The people gathered around the table began to bet.

The sieve cup was opened, and the three sieves were five four or four, and the three numbers were added to the thirteen to be larger.

Song Li hooked his lips and cast a smug look at Shen Zhengxiu.

Shopkeeper Zhuang looked at Song Li's expression, there was no change on his face, in his opinion, it was nothing more than the joy of winning the bet for the first time.

But slowly, he couldn't laugh.

Song Li seemed to be a god, what was pressed, and the people around him saw the doorway, and followed Song Li and Shen Zhengxiu to place bets.

In a while, he lost nearly 10,000.

"Go on!"

Song Li glanced at the shopkeeper Zhuang who kept raising his hand to wipe his sweat, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was dyed a little fierce.

The shopkeeper had no idea that a crisis was quietly approaching him.

"Okay, keep going!"

Shopkeeper Zhuang glanced at Song Li deeply, took a deep breath to calm down his complicated feelings, and a trace of ruthlessness crossed his eyes.

He raised his hand and shook it in his ear, his eyes fixed on the table for a moment.

"Miss Song, place a bet."

Putting down the sieve cup, the shopkeeper Zhuang glanced at Song Li with a dark look, and saw Song Li looking at him intently, his expression flashed slightly, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and for some reason he had a feeling of fear in his heart when he looked at Song Li's appearance.

"Okay." Song Li smiled, pursed her lips and took out a palm-length delicate dagger from her sleeve, she slowly took off the scabbard to reveal a sharp and bright blade, and then threw it on the table, the sharp tip of the knife instantly sank into the table and was firmly inserted on the table, and then she slowly raised one leg and stepped on the table, her eyes sank little by little, "It's okay to bet, but I can warn you, if you dare to touch the sieve today, I will accept your hand." ”

In the gambling house, it is not uncommon to have a thousand people, and even some of them are proficient in the art of thousands of people, and they can grasp the winning rate of gambling at will.

They are highly skilled, often inadvertently tossing and turning between wins and losses, and they are also very difficult to detect.

"Miss Song, what are you talking about, how dare the little one break ground on the Tai Sui Ye, and the little one won't!"

Looking at Song Li's fierce appearance, Shopkeeper Zhuang suddenly panicked.

He couldn't have imagined that he had just been exposed to that thought.

Now this battle, even if he has the heart, he doesn't dare.

"Be honest, don't play tricks in front of me."

Song Li glanced at Shopkeeper Zhuang lightly, and his tone was full of warnings.

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

The shopkeeper Zhuang responded, and his forehead was instantly covered with beads of sweat.

Song Li sneered, took out a small part of the mountain of silver in front of him and pushed it in front of Shen Zhengxiu, and said unhurriedly: "Small." ”

"Small!"

"I'm betting on it too!"

“……”

The people around followed one after another, and the shopkeeper Zhuang looked at the excited looks of everyone, and his head suddenly became big.

This Song Li seems to be possessed by the God of Gamblers, betting on something, and if it goes on like this, it will be okay.

He secretly gave a look to a small servant not far away, and then slowly uncovered the sieve cup.

Looking at the color of the sieve, a burst of screams suddenly erupted around.

"Win, win, win!"

"This is simply a god!"

"If I want to have half the luck of Miss Song, I have to laugh in my dreams!"

"I finally understand, as long as I follow Miss Song, it's right! Win steadily! ”

Listening to the endless cry of wrinkles, the shopkeeper raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his face, and said to Song Li with a smile: "Miss Song, the little one is a little uncomfortable today, let Yang Gui sit in the village for me, you guys have fun!" ”

After he finished speaking, he hurriedly turned around and left without waiting for Song Li to reply.

The middle-aged man named Yang Gui quickly took over the shift of the shopkeeper of Zhuang.

"Miss Song, the little one is here to have fun with you!"

Yang Gui had a flattering smile on his face.

A mouth is almost grinning to the root of an ear.

Song Li doesn't care who is in charge at all, as long as he can play.

She nodded disappreciatively.

Seeing this, Yang Gui smiled and took the sieve and began to shake it.

Song Li looked at Yang Gui, the corners of his mouth raised, he stretched lazily, and said slowly: "No, I'm a little tired, you guys play, I won't play anymore!" ”

Seeing this, everyone showed disappointed looks.

When the shopkeeper Zhuang who hadn't gone far heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and if he wanted to follow Song Li's ten-bet and ten-win game just now, the entire gambling house was estimated to be destroyed.

Shen Zheng glanced at Song Li, and saw that she asked Yingyue to count the silver and make it clear that she would no longer play, and her anxious brows were suddenly furrowed tightly.

That's not what I said when I came here just now, why didn't you stop playing when you won so much?

Song Li nodded at Shen Zhengxiu quietly.

Shen Zhengxiu immediately understood what Song Li meant, and hurriedly beckoned Yang Gui to start.

Just because she doesn't play doesn't mean she won't help him.

Yang Gui quickly shook the sieve and put it down, Song Li's hand hanging on his leg quickly pinched it, and then raised his hand and gently pinched Shen Zhengxiu's waist.

Feeling the extremely light pinch coming from his waist, Shen Zhengxiu's brows suddenly wrinkled together.

Is this pinch big or small!?

"I'm small!"

He hesitated for a moment, took out a silver ticket of five hundred taels and bet on Xiao.

Seeing this, the people around followed suit.

Yang Gui opened the sieve cup, and as soon as everyone opened the sieve, the number of points was big, and there was no doubt that everyone lost.

Yang Gui looked at the appearance of everyone hanging their heads and sighing, and suddenly their smiling eyes were invisible.

Shen Zhengxiu glanced at Song Li suspiciously, and saw Song Li winking at him quietly.

He raised his hand and touched his chin, still a little unsure of what Song Li wanted to express.

Without Song Li's presence, everyone followed Shen Zheng to repair the bet, but they lost several games in a row.

And Shen Zhengxiu also seemed to have touched Song Li's law.

Pinch once is big, twice is small, and three times is a leopard.

If he has a lot of strength, he will let him take charge indiscriminately, and lose a few times to let Yang Gui relax his guard and confuse the public.

After mastering the whole law, Shen Zhengxiu began to be handy in the following gambling game, losing if he wanted to lose, winning if he wanted.

He will decide whether to win or lose depending on the size of the bet.

Seeing that Shen Zhengxiu had an epiphany so quickly, Song Li showed a somewhat satisfied look on his face.

At first, he didn't feel anything, but the more he got to the back, the more Yang Gui felt that something was wrong.

When Shen Zhengxiu made a mistake, he was a small denomination of silver tickets, but when he won, he won explosively, and the silver and jewelry in front of him were directly piled up into a mountain after more than ten rounds.

After more than ten rounds, watching the little maid beside Song Li use a sack that he didn't know where to find money, Yang Gui's head suddenly became bigger.

He didn't dare to continue, so he hurriedly went to ask the treasurer of the village.

After a while, the shopkeeper Zhuang walked downstairs with a smile, and the beads of sweat on his forehead revealed his mood at this time.

"Miss Song......"

He just wanted to say that the gambling house had no money and stopped playing, but Song Li seemed to see through his heart, sneered, picked up the dagger on the table and checked it in his hand, looked at him dangerously and said, "It's rare for me to have fun, is the shopkeeper Zhuang going to drive me away?" You know, I'm a bad temper......"

As she spoke, there was a deep meaning in her eyes.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper Zhuang suddenly became a head and eight big.

Song Li is a little ancestor, he doesn't dare not serve.

Helplessly, he had no choice but to nod at Yang Gui.

Then let people go to the money bank to withdraw the money.

Song Li and Shen Zhengxiu played until the afternoon, and they never left the gambling house halfway, and even ate in the gambling house.

Shopkeeper Zhuang stood on the second floor, looked at the two full sacks in front of Song Li, kept raising his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and then beckoned a small servant to whisper: "Go to the noble mansion and tell the noble man about the situation here, let him find a way to solve it, I don't dare to provoke this ancestor!" ”

The little guy quickly ran out.

Song Li glanced at the little guy who left the gambling house in a hurry, and his eyes flashed coldness for a moment.

watched the silver in the gambling house continue to flow towards Song Li and Shen Zhengxiu.

In order to recover his losses, Yang Gui had no choice but to take risks.

Song Li looked at Yang Gui, who had a trace of black gas crawling up to his head, snorted disdainfully in his heart, raised his hand and twisted it heavily on Shen Zhengxiu's waist to remind him.

Shen Zhengxiu immediately gasped in pain, he glared at Song Li fiercely, and complained in a low voice, "You have less strength, according to your strength, my waist will definitely be red when I go back at night with your strength!" ”

"Shut up!"

Song Li glared at Shen Zhengxiu with disgust.

"Shen Gongzi bets!"

Looking at the two of them, Yang Gui smiled and reminded them.

Shen Zhengxiu glared at Song Li again, then took out a silver ticket with a denomination of one hundred denominations from the pair of money in front of him and threw it casually, and said slowly: "Small." ”

Seeing this, the corners of Yang Gui's mouth twitched fiercely, and the moment he opened the sieve cup, his little thumb flicked the sieve without leaving a trace.

"Leopard, Shen Gongzi is embarrassed!"

Yang Gui smiled and brought the one hundred taels of silver tickets thrown by Shen Zhengxiu to him.

tasted the sweetness, Yang Gui began to become unscrupulous, as long as he had the opportunity, he would go out of the way.

Song Li didn't break it, picked up a cup of tea and drank it slowly.

Looking at Yang Gui, who had won a lot in a while, Shen Zhengxiu's brows furrowed tightly,

"Yang Gui, right?" Song Li suddenly put down the teacup, looked at the previous carelessness, and warned seriously: "If you don't want those hands, you can try again, dare to show your aunt and grandmother under your nose, you are tired of life, right?" ”

Hearing this, Yang Gui showed a somewhat frightened look on his face.

He couldn't believe that Song Li could actually see through his small movements, and he had watched him play for so long like watching a monkey show.

"Miss Song, the little one is wrong, I don't dare anymore!"

He didn't dare to do anything more, and hurriedly said in fear.

Song Li smiled coldly and raised his chin at him, "Go on, I'm warning you one last time, you have to chop off your hands before you dare to make an old aunt and grandmother under your aunt's nose!" ”

Yang Gui glanced at the sharp dagger in front of Song Li, and after glancing at his hands, a chill climbed up his back.

"No, no, grandma, don't worry!"

He looked at him with weak legs and kept nodding, and even his title changed.

Seeing that his intimidation had an effect, Song Li nodded with satisfaction and picked up the teacup again.

After Song Li's warning, Yang Guiwan didn't dare to make any small moves.

The shopkeeper Zhuang stood on the second floor and took in the situation underground, his brows furrowed tightly.

It's been so long, if he can't see that Song Li and Shen Zhengxiu are deliberately smashing the field, then he is a fool.

It's all too obvious.

After a while, the little guy who had left before hurriedly ran back, leaned into the shopkeeper Zhuang and whispered a few words in his ear, only to see the shopkeeper Zhuang's face showing a bit of solemnity.

"Do what your lord said, you go and prepare it now!"