Chapter 36: Black Blood
"Is the investigation clear?"
"The investigation is clear and absolutely accurate."
The black blood's gaze fell on the gambling boxing area at his feet, the head of the young man named Zhao Conception. He gently exhaled a smoke ring, and in the air Miao Miao turned into a symbol of money.
"I really didn't expect that there was no introducer, but he came in through the tunnel."
"There were no introducers. This is his greatest strength and his greatest weakness. ”
"He has a habit of gambling all his money every time he makes a move. Either you earn it in blood, or you lose it all. ”
"A madman."
"But until now, he hasn't lost a single bet."
"He's already put all his bets on this one. Now he doesn't even have the money to buy a ticket. ”
"Black Blood, are we going to make a move?" Someone next to him asked tentatively.
Black Blood's eyes narrowed, like a venomous snake ready to attack.
"There's no rush. It's not time for the fire yet, and it's time to add another fire. ”
"That fire, it's coming soon."
……
"I have only one condition, and that condition is that whoever lends me 10,000 yuan in cash, in return, I will tell him who I will bet again."
"I can guarantee that every bet will win. But I have too little cash on hand, and even if I win three more times, it is basically impossible to turn over to 100,000 yuan. So I need a lot of capital. ”
"Come to think of it, it's a lucrative deal. As soon as I win, I will return the 10,000 yuan immediately. You don't have anything to lose and you'll have a chance to buy 100% of your bets. ”
After Mu Yang finished speaking, all the gamblers present fell silent.
His words are full of temptation, but no one in this world is stupid. Lend you 10,000 yuan? Who only got one bet?
At first glance, it is indeed a profitable deal, but all this is based on the fact that Muyang's next bet is still correct.
The winning rate of 22 consecutive wins is certainly amazing, but there are unforeseen circumstances, and who knows what will happen in the future? In case Mu Yang just loses the next hand, who will he talk to? Not only will the 10,000 yuan definitely not come back, but the money thrown in the next game will also be empty.
Human nature is such a greedy and conservative contradiction, when Mu Yang first started to bet, almost half of the casino people chose to follow Feng. But when there was a chance that he was the only one left, everyone was silent again.
"Hahaha, there's a kind. I want 10,000 when I open my mouth, no, I'm going to lend you 20,000, as long as you tell me who I should buy next time. If you have money, you can make it. ”
A hearty laugh rang out at the end of the casino, and everyone turned their eyes there. A path automatically parted in the middle of the crowd, and a tall bald head slowly walked towards Muyang - it was the Earth Emperor of the Northern Thirteen Underground Worlds, Black Blood.
The crowd whispered again, tonight was destined to be an extraordinary night. What is the identity of the black blood? The Earth Emperor of the Northern Thirteen Underground Worlds, the senior elder brother of the underworld, and also a third-order telekinesis. The black blood, who has always seen the head and the tail of the dragon, will actually go out for a newcomer in person?
Ignoring the surprise of the surrounding crowd, Black Blood slowly walked in front of Mu Yang. He has two heads than Mu Yang, and he uses a downward view when observing Mu Yang.
Black Blood's expression was smiling, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes.
"Come up." The black blood head didn't look back, and said coldly. Behind him, two equally burly men in black walked up, carrying a small suitcase.
The suitcase was thrown on the ground, and when it was opened, a strong scent of ink came out. One box is neatly packed with 10,000 yuan in cash, and two boxes are 20,000 yuan.
"Young man, count it carefully, is it 20,000 yuan. Don't say that my black brother is abducting and bullying newcomers on his own territory. ”
Black Blood kicked a box in front of Mu Yang. All of a sudden, the banknotes flew all over the place, but none of the people watching the play dared to come up and pick them up.
A banknote floated down in front of Mu Yang, Mu Yang stretched out his hand to hold it, and glanced at it casually: "There is no need to count." What is your identity, only 20,000 yuan, why do you want to pit a little person like me? One by one, it seems that my pattern is smaller. ”
"Okay, haha, okay." Blackblood laughed, "So, did you still make that promise just now?" ”
"Of course." Mu Yang said, "Every word I say will come true." ”
"That's good." Black Blood stretched out his bear-like palm and patted Mu Yang's back vigorously, "I'm waiting for you for the next bet." If you have money, everyone will earn it together, and you will rely on your brother to make a fortune. ”
Although the black blood is the big brother of the yellow light district, the casino determines the odds according to the amount of bets, and the victory or defeat of the game does not affect the income of the gambling boxing area. The black blood personally participated in gambling, and there was no situation where he was both a referee and an athlete.
Everything is in accordance with the rules of the game.
Black blood looked at Mu Yang, and Mu Yang was also looking at black blood.
What the other party wants to do, Mu Yang naturally knows.
Although what he did was also in line with the rules of the game, because of his own existence, he had seriously damaged the odds balance of gambling boxing.
The Black Blood must take out his own black sheep and restore balance in the gambling boxing area. But it must also be within the scope of following the rules of the game. Otherwise, whoever wins more will be killed, and no one will come here to play in the future.
Bound by the rules of the game, this is Muyang's advantage and Muyang's disadvantage.
Again, this is the advantage of black blood and the disadvantage of black blood.
The other party has already made a move, which is not only vicious, but also deadly.
Mu Yang walked to the female dealer: "Add another 20,000 yuan, I will buy the god of death Amai to win"
The crowd began to stir slightly.
The odds of the Grim Reaper had already stagnated at forty-seven times. After Muyang invested 20,000 yuan in the heart booster, it began to fluctuate upwards again.