Chapter 35: Psychic Power Transmits Messages
"If I'm not mistaken, this Boss Ge still shouts big, you also shout big, raise, and let him put all the chips in." Xiao Ye whispered.
Bazihu frowned, and shouted: "Boy, Boss Yang and I are gambling, don't get in your way, what are you always muttering in Boss Yang's ear?" β
Bazihu didn't realize until now that it seemed that his loss was related to this young man, after all, every time he fell into the bowl, this young man muttered in Boss Yang's ear, and Boss Yang seemed to listen to his opinion.
Xiao Ye was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know how to speak. The bald old man laughed twice and said, "Boss Ge, we don't have a rule that no one can talk next to us when we gamble, right?" β
"You ......" The bearded old man gritted his teeth, which seemed to confirm his guess even more, and the reason why he lost seemed to be directly related to this kid.
The onlookers next to him also woke up suddenly, and the young man seemed to have been guiding the bald old man. Who is this little young man and why he can win every bet, it's incredible, it's shocking!
They looked at the young man's eyes changed, if he could let this kid guide him on the side when he gambled, would he be making money every day, and the money would blow like the wind.
"If you don't gamble, then I'll withdraw?" The bald old man looked displeased and urged.
The bearded old man twisted his beard, and his eyes were shining. He guessed that there was this kid pointing at the bald old man on the side, and he was destined to lose the next hand.
What to do?
can only let this kid leave, or let him not speak.
The old man with a beard said, "It's okay to gamble, but you can't let this kid speak out." β
It's impossible to drive this kid away, after all, he's not a fierce person.
The bald old man's brows were twisted into a rope, so that Xiao Ye was silent, so could he still win?
He rubbed his bald head, couldn't think of a good way, and finally said: "This kid is my nephew, I can't let him be silent, so I can only end the gambling!" β
He finally wanted to give up, and so far, he has won 40,000 yuan, and it is the wisest choice to accept it when he sees it.
With that, he got up and prepared to leave.
"Slow down, Boss Yang, your gambling is not in accordance with the rules!" The bearded old man stood up and shouted.
The bald old man was stunned, "Why is it out of order?" β
"Do you have to leave if you win the money, besides, the gambling just now is not your own gambling, others are involved, how do you say this matter should be solved?" The old man said.
The bald old man smiled when he heard this, "Which gambling rule does not allow others to participate?" β
The old man with the eight-character beard was dumbfounded when he was asked, and there seemed to be no rule that gambling did not allow others to participate. He was very unwilling, and said: "Although there is no such rule, but you and I have been friends for so many years, we are both battlefield bosses, and we also have business dealings with each other, we have a fair gamble, and you insist on letting others participate, I'm afraid it can't be said, right?" Originally, we were approaching the end of the year, trying to have fun, and we didn't care about winning or losing. β
This sentence of the old man seems to have reached the heart of the bald old man, he is the same boss, and he has dealings with each other in business.
However, without the help of the kid next to him, he couldn't win Boss Ge.
What can I do?
He doesn't want to lose money now, because the business in the battlefield this year is too difficult to do, and after a year of hard work, he has earned 100,000 yuan. If you lose all 50,000 yuan, you really can't explain it to your wife when you go home.
"Uncle, sit there and gamble on him, I can give you guidance."
When he was hesitating and embarrassed, Xiao Ye's voice sounded in his head.
His complexion changed greatly, how could he not see Xiao Ye speak, but Xiao Ye's voice sounded in his mind.
In fact, he didn't know that it was Xiao Ye's spiritual power information that penetrated into his mind, so he heard Xiao Ye's voice. It was also the first time that Xiao Ye discovered that he had this ability, and his spiritual power could transmit information without speaking to the other party.
Just now he thought that his spiritual power could penetrate into a person's dream, could he transmit information to the other party's brain, and tried to pass it on, and sure enough. He clearly saw the bald old man's surprised look, indicating that the bald old man had received the message he transmitted.
The bald old man stroked his bald head and said with a smile: "Boss Ge, you're right, we've been friends for so many years, why don't I win now and leave with some money, I'm too inhuman." Okay, I'll sit down, and we'll get on with the bet. But I have one condition, you have to say yes. β
"Say?" The bearded old man asked.
"That is, when either of us loses all the chips on the table, we end the gambling and don't have to exchange the chips again." The bald old man said.
"Of course you can!" The bearded old man replied very simply.
He now has ten chips and 10,000 yuan, and he believes that as long as the kid next to him doesn't give the bald old man guidance, he will definitely win the bald old man.
Thinking of this, he was also curious about this kid, what kind of ability does this kid have, can he guess the size correctly every time, does he have any superpowers?
It shouldn't be, who has superpowers!
What's going on here?
He really couldn't figure it out, and said, "Young man, for the sake of fairness, then I will wronged you, and you better not let me see you speak." Otherwiseγγγγγγ" He didn't continue, and his face showed a cruel look, which made it clear.
Xiao Ye nodded, pretending to be afraid.
The gambling restarted, the two sides shook the dice again, and after the bowl was settled, the old man with the eight-character beard shouted: "Bet big!" β
Xiao Ye glanced at the dice in the bowl of the old man with a figure-eight beard, and he didn't shake it out a big point, but it was actually a little.
He wondered if this old man with a mustache could shake it big every time, and why did he shake it a little. Could it be that there is something wrong with the dice of the old man with a mustache, and he can't shake it big?
He looked again at the bald old man's bowl, which was five o'clock.
He condensed a spiritual force and shot into the bald old man's mind, "Bet big." β
In this action, Xiao Ye only looked at the old man, and his mouth did not move. The old man with the eight-character beard also stared at Xiao Ye tightly, and seeing that Xiao Ye really didn't speak, his heart finally relaxed.
The bald old man smiled proudly, "Bet big, raise 3000!" β
"Boom!" Three chips were thrown into the middle of the table.
The old man with the eight-character beard didn't mean to follow, he only had ten chips left now, and he had to play steadily.
He said, "Don't follow, open!" β
As soon as it opened, the bald old man was five o'clock, and the bearded old man was a little.
The bearded old man was dumbfounded.
In this game, the bald old man won a thousand.
So repeatedly, nine more rounds were played, and all of them were won by the bald old man.
The people who watched the scene were shocked to the point that it was difficult to attach, and for the first time they saw that the size of the dice bet could win again and again, and they never lost once. They worship the bald old man to the point of throwing themselves to the ground. I never thought that the bald old man was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, always losing at first, and always winning later. They also ignored Xiao Ye anymore, thinking that Xiao Ye was just a talkative spectator, winning or losing had nothing to do with Xiao Ye, and the one who had the strength was still a bald old man.
The bald old man picked up the chips, but because there were too many, one person couldn't hold them, so he let Xiao Ye hold some of them and walked to the front desk.