Leng Moxi didn't give Mo Ziren too much time to dwell on the issue of Mo Ziqian's identity. "Let's get started! Is it one thousand and one or one, or is it five thousand and twenty-one? ”

"One thousand two hand, you can increase the size before opening the dice, one thousand at a time!" Mo Ziren said.

"Yes!" Leng Moxi nodded. "But before we start, we're going to have to cool our worth."

After speaking, Leng Moxi took the lead in speaking. "Wangcai, take the money!"

Yingmei behind her was staggering, she didn't need to give her such a 'festive' name, and she didn't say hello in advance, but despite this, she was still very cooperative, with a bitter gourd face, and took out a stack of silver tickets of one thousand taels from her arms. "Young master, there are only 100,000 taels left, you can lose leisurely!"

This is the second time that Yingmei has revealed Leng Moxi's luck seemingly unintentionally. And Mo Ziren heard this just now, so he took the initiative to find them.

Hearing this, Leng Moxi kicked up again. "Dead minions! Young Master Ben hasn't started gambling yet, you just say that I lose, if you talk about this son for a while, I will sell you to do the travel expenses! ”

Seeing that the pile of silver tickets Mo Ziren's face was bright, he had a hundred taels of face value in his pocket, and it was only one-tenth of the others, which was still a big blow to him, the eldest young master of the prefect's family, but fortunately, after taking it out, the people on the side did not react, which made his face look a little better.

Decided on the way to play, the dealer put the two dice Gu in front of the two of them, although it was a pity that he couldn't empty Mo Ziren's pocket, but he still didn't forget his professional level. "The rules of the private room, draw the winner's profit, one tael for one hundred taels!"

Mo Ziren took the lead in picking up the dice Gu and shook it "bang, la, la". Leng Moxi touched the black mole on his face, and thought in his heart, how could he hollow out Mo Ziren's net worth?

Mo Ziren: "Bang! "Suddenly buckled the dice Gu on the table." It's your turn! ”

As soon as Leng Moxi raised his hand, the dice Gu rang out, and he didn't shake it a few times before "bang!" "Snapped down." All right! ”

As soon as he saw Leng Moxi's technique and that kind of casual state, Mo Ziren became energetic, this is obviously a boy who is looking for excitement, this technique is still so bad, no wonder the loser can't see it, unless this kind of person is lucky enough to burst, otherwise he is here to send money.

The dealer is also sighing in his heart, this Mo Ziren's luck is so good? How could you meet such a loser by such a coincidence! "Do you want to increase the size of the two sons?"

"Plus!" Mo Ziren couldn't wait to shout, and he didn't forget to provoke Leng Moxi when he was about to leave. "I just don't know if this boy has the guts to add?"

"Plus! Why not add?! Leng Moxi did not hesitate to throw a silver ticket of one thousand taels to the dealer.

Open Gu, Mo Ziren, two hundred and sixty-five, thirteen o'clock. Leng Moxi, 146, 11 o'clock. Mo Ziren wins!

The second, Mo Ziren, four, five, five, fourteen points. Leng Moxi, fifteen-six, twelve. Mo Ziren wins!

There were more than a dozen in a row, and every time Leng Moxi lost Mo Ziren by a narrow number of points, even if Mo Ziren only threw five points once.

There was not much silver ticket left in front of Leng Moxi, and the sky gradually darkened. Leng Moxi yawned. "I said Master Mo, you also won an afternoon, and I'm tired of it, or else, let's decide the winner, right?"

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