The so-called "no more than three good things", the same routine cannot be used three times.

Song Che simply stopped pretending, plucked his ears with the little finger of his left hand, and pressed five hundred taels by himself, Liu San'er and others followed seven hundred and fifty taels, three in one fell swoop, and made a net profit of nearly 4,000 taels.

Play big, and even win, soon aroused the resonance of the players, all the gamblers who want to turn over, all gathered at one table, Song Che pressed something, they followed the pressure, a game down the dealer at least three thousand taels!

The dealer who was shaking the dice was sweating profusely, and the spectators in the gambling house came up one after another, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at Song Che's every move.

"One, three, four, eight small!"

"Hit again! Childe, you are simply possessed by the God of Gamblers! ”

"Where, where, it's just luck."

Song Che took back his principal and money, and now the burden has swelled to the point that he can't be stuffed, since he stepped into the gambling house, he alone has won more than 5,000 taels.

"Go on! Why don't you shake it? ”

"Yes, don't rest! We're just in luck! ”

The players are in full swing and urging one after another.

The dealer wiped a handful of sweat, and as soon as he picked up the dice cup, a big hand with a black jade wrench on his thumb snatched it over:

"This game, I'll shake it."

The person who came was nearly nine feet tall, with a voice like a Hong Zhong, leopard eyes and a lion nose, a face of horizontal flesh, and a beard like a mess of grass.

Chase gambling house, the largest snake in Suzhou City, Hong Biao.

"Bang la-la-......" Hong Biao shook the dice, almost out of the afterimage!

"Smack!" The dice cup settled, and the strength was enough, and the wooden table was smashed out of a shallow pit!

Hong Biao pressed the dice cup and stared at Song Che coldly: "Please bet!" ”

Song Che swept the burden in his arms and sighed: "But I've won enough tonight, let's play again next time." With that, he stretched his waist and planned to leave.

The thugs watching the scene formed a human wall and stopped Song Che sideways.

"If you win money, you want to leave, where is this kind of reason...... Aunt Song. Hong Biao said coldly.

Song Che Chongzhi sneered: "If you win the money and don't let you go, is it difficult to lose all the money before you can leave?" With such a small pattern, what kind of gambling house do you open? ”

"That's right, it's your own business whether people play or not, and your gambling house still forcibly keeps people, right?"

"Who would dare to come here to gamble in the future?"

"It's just ......"

Xu is Song Che won the money with everyone, and the players stood aside to denounce it.

Hong Biao's face jumped, his eyes were so gloomy that he could eat people, he had to lower his tone: "Aunt Song's gambling skills are superb, Hong just wants to ask for advice, why don't you give your aunt a face?" ”

Song Che sucked the thumb of his left hand, pretended to ask for a moment, and sighed: "Okay, since Boss Hong is sitting in the village himself, I have to give you a face, right?" ”

He took off his burden and threw it on the gambling table, "This is small, I am all shuttled, I won and went home to sleep with my wife, and I lost and went home to kneel on the washboard." ”

The players called the small bet.

"You won overnight, I don't believe you can continue to be red, Hong Ye has personally shot, this makes me fully support the dealer to win!" Liu San'er took the lead in betting big.

"I'll bet you to go home and kneel on the washboard!" The other twelve followed.

Now the gambling money on the table, including Song Che, has nearly 7,000 taels, and Liu San'er and other thirteen people are all pressed against each other according to the agreement, and the gambling money is enough for tens of thousands of taels.

Hong Biao and the others all focused their eyes on Song Che, and they didn't notice the disparity in gambling funds at all.

"You're going to lose!" Hong Biao was confident and opened the dice.

"Four, five, six, fifteen! Banker wins! ”

"Bad luck! It will be a success, and ten thousand bones will wither! ”

"Sure enough, Hong Ye is still a step ahead!"

"I'm sorry, Aunt Song, I'll let you lose it all." Hong Biao grabbed the package and looked at Song Che proudly.

Song Che sneered in his heart, the dealer won 7,000 taels, but he had to lose 10,000 taels, did he really win?

"Hahaha...... It's just five thousand taels, and the sesame mung beans are a big bet, and I didn't pay attention to them at all, so I should give it to you. Song Che laughed without losing his sarcasm, and flicked his sleeves and planned to leave.

"Wait!" Hong Biao stopped Song Che, "Listening to Aunt Song's tone, do you want to gamble bigger?" ”

Song Che said coldly: "With all due respect, gambling on a large amount of money requires capital verification, and the identity and chips are not equal, even if I want to gamble, do you have this qualification?" ”

Hong Biao's face was calm: "Aunt Song inevitably underestimates my Chase Gambling House, right?" On the contrary, if you are a cloth merchant in the Shen family, how much property can you have? ”

Song Che said loudly: "Boss Hong, don't provoke me, I'm a person who dares to gamble with my life." ”

"Then I'm a little scared, after all, you're just a son-in-law, and I'm the boss of the whole thing-"

"Smack!"

Song Che slammed the table and said, "I hate it when people say I'm a son-in-law!" ”

"Then you dare to bet against me?" Hong Biao said proudly: "You won, I will give you this Chase Gambling Workshop, I won, your Yunshui Fang will give it to me, how about it?" ”

A hint of hesitation flashed in Song Che's eyes.

Hong Biao took advantage of the momentum to pursue and mocked again: "What? Don't you dare? If you want me to see, you're just a son-in-law under the fence. ”

"Who said I wouldn't dare!" Song Che gritted his teeth and said, "Bet on it, is Uncle Ben still afraid that you won't succeed?" ”

"Oh, Aunt Song, forget it, it's too big!"

"If you really lose Yunshuifang, you won't know how to kneel on the washboard when you go home."

"If you see it, take it, Aunt Song!"

Gamblers have spoken out to persuade each other.

Song Che seemed to be crazy, and only glared at Hong Biao: "Don't talk nonsense, Lao Tzu will be on a par with you tonight!" ”

"Good! Come on, give Aunt Song a pair of sic bos. Hong Biao raised his hand to greet.

Soon, the dealer sent a pair of sic bos to Song Che.

Hong Biao said: "Let's bet on the size, a game will be won or lost, whoever shakes out the big number of points, who is the winner, how?" ”

Song Che said: "Yes, yes, but there is no evidence, what should you do if I win and you regret it?" Therefore I am going to make a note and ask all gamblers to be notaries! ”

"That's very good." Hong Biao beckoned.

The dealer brought pen and paper.

Song Che picked up the pen and wrote down the gambling content in detail on the paper, and finally added a postscript: "If any party cheats and pays thousands, it will be regarded as a loss, and this is a note to show justice." ”

After the note was written, Song Che publicized it in front of the gamblers, and after it was unanimously recognized by the public, he signed with Hong Biao one after another and pressed his handprint.

"Let's start, Boss Hong first, please." Song Che smiled.

"Huh...... Hairy boy, I'm going to decide on your Yunshui Fang tonight! ”

Hong Biao grabbed the dice cup, shook it more than ten times, and after falling on the table, he gently turned the black jade wrench on his thumb, and then slowly opened the dice cup.

"Six, six, six, leopard eighteen points, the cap is the largest!"

The audience was in an uproar.

"Haha, hahaha, hahahaha......" Hong Biao looked up to the sky and laughed, staring at Song Che: "There are rules on the gambling table, the first to enter, the last to be the guest, if the host and guest shake out the same number of points, then the host wins, so to speak, even if you can shake three sixes, then I won...... I'm sorry, Aunt Song, your Yunshuifang belongs to me! ”

He reached out and grabbed the note.

"Wait!" Song Che grabbed the note first.

"What? You still want to rely on me Hong Biao's account! ”

Hong Biao shouted, like a lion's roar.

Song Che smiled coldly, picked up the wooden stool under his feet, and slammed it on the dice - "Smack!" "The dice were smashed to pieces, and the milky white powder was mixed with black iron filings.

"From the moment I entered the gambling house, I noticed that if it is a solid dice, it should roll very smoothly, and the dice they use have obvious slumps, obviously moving their hands and feet!"

Song Che threw the chair and pointed to the dice fragments and said: "Look, the dice are mixed with iron filings, and Hong Biao and all the dealers are wearing a black jade ring on their hands, which is the magnet used to control the dice, and they have been cheating!" ”

Filling iron filings and mercury into the dice, this kind of low-level thousand techniques have long been played badly in gambling movies, and they can deceive the ancients, how can they deceive Song Che?

"Wow, no wonder I lose every time I win a few more handfuls, it turns out that you are cheating!"

"Give us our money back!"

"Kill this black-hearted ghost!"

Those who were deceived, those who were not deceived, those who had money, and those who did not have money, all "uncovered the rod and revolted", and hundreds of gamblers flocked to Hong Biao and others to punch and kick and vent their anger.

When the reputation of a gambling house is damaged, most of the business will be done.

"Ladies and gentlemen, according to the content of the note, the dealer will win if he pays a thousand, and from now on the Chase Gambling House will belong to me Song Che - in order to make up for the loss of everyone being deceived, I hereby declare that everything in the gambling house, whether it is silver, tables, chairs, flower pots, coffee tables, urinals, everything that can be taken away, all of them! I've got it for you! ”

"Grab the silver!"

White prostitution? Who wouldn't want to?

Gamblers rushed to buy, but Song Che looked at it as if he was nothing, independent in the black smoke miasma, and when he walked out of the gambling house, he looked back and looked up, glanced at the "Chase Casino" plaque, and spitted.

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.