Chapter 129: The Dead Fat Man Gambles Money

I arranged it this way, and of course the fat man was satisfied, but whether he would gamble or not, that was another matter.

It's good to be able to play a few games and win, but when you see that the limelight is not going well, you immediately stop it, and the remaining tens of thousands of dollars are not still your own. Of course I know the mentality of a dead fat man, but in the end he still wants to play with women's thoughts, and I am on guard against it.

The dead fat man said politely: "How embarrassing it is." He said that, but his body language betrayed his greed. He snatched the gold plate, held it himself, and went to the casino with me.

In fact, in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, there is no need for him to do it himself, just let the waiter help him hold the gold plate. But he was not at ease, and he held it tightly in his hands.

I have seen the perverted nature of the dead fat man, and I can't allow him to harm women again today, this is my bottom line.

Wouldn't it be nice if I took up a new hobby for him and let him give up torturing women?

Scourge women can make a dead fat man happy, and winning money can win him as much as giving him money, so why don't I choose the latter?

From the beginning. That's how I intended it.

Entering a private room in the casino, there were already more than a dozen people shouting and gambling money.

The dead fat man likes to torture women, for the reason of his ED, psychological analysis, he hates women, all my arrangements today are that the dealer uses men, and among the gamblers, only one woman appears, which is also my deliberate arrangement.

Gambling money in Xiaoxiang Pavilion does not need to be exchanged for chips, the feeling of throwing cash in and getting it back is exciting.

The way to play baccarat is easy to use and easy to learn, which is what I arranged in advance.

I personally introduced the dead fat man to how to play baccarat.

Among the more than ten people who were gambling, that woman had the best luck today, and she was very arrogant. The gamblers on the side, some of them were sweating profusely, and some were red-eyed when they lost, but they were helpless against this woman.

The dead fat man was a little weak and asked, "How to bet, can I do it?" ”

I whispered in his ear, "Newcomers to casinos are generally very lucky. "I'm just saying, the idiot catches the cards (dialect, the meaning of the fool catches the cards).

The dead fat man is still distressed about the money in hand, and the output, even if it is not much, just for fun, it is also distressed and painful.

The dead fat man put a few hundred dollars in a few dollars.

With the yelling of baccarat terms such as side, side, side, blow, blow, etc., the result is that the dead fat man wins.

Maybe it's the first time the dead fat man gambled and won, and the dead fat man regretted that he bet too little, otherwise he would have won more.

The dead fat man won the money, which made the woman present very unhappy, and she gave the dead fat man a blank look, because of this hand, she lost.

In the process of continuing to gamble, seven or eight of the ten dead fat people are winning. He gradually got into the groove.

I'm secretly happy that there's a play.

Anyway, there are no windows here, there is no time, let him gamble here until dawn, send him to leave happily, and I will be completely tasked.

The more the dead fat man wins, the more the woman loses, as if her luck just now was all because of the arrival of the dead fat man, and she ran to the dead fat man.

She was already very domineering, and began to curse in her mouth.

The dead fat man is a government official, on weekdays, he is the lord who is used to being respected, he is scolded and cursed by others, and he is still a woman, and the unhappiness in his heart is written directly on his face.

I instigated the dead fat man: "Take advantage of today's good luck, lose to her, lose to the kind that her bottoms don't have left." ”

The dead fat man's self-esteem was at odds, and with my encouragement, he became arrogant. He didn't say anything, but secretly strained in his heart.

The luck of the dead fat man is good, whether it is to buy a bank or to buy leisure, almost the card to win, and even exaggerated, take a six-point card, he thinks he has lost, but the woman just grabbed the card thunder.

The woman was so angry that she took off her sleeve, revealing the tattoo on her right arm. Or even one foot on the table.

But is it useful to take off your sleeves?

The more this woman lost, the more unconvinced she became, she was anxious, and said directly to the dead fat man: "You, single-handed." ”

The dead fat man won the money, and he had a lot of self-cultivation, he smiled, just pressing this woman, as long as she bought leisure, she would buy the village herself, anyway, she was working against the woman.

The probability theory of gambling does not work at all, and good luck is to follow the dead fat man. The woman was so angry that she screamed.

The other gamblers stopped at this point, and all stood behind the dead fat man to cheer him on. Because they have all lost, they count on the dead fat man to avenge them.

The money in front of the dead fat man, roughly estimated, has more than doubled.

And the money in front of the woman is about to bottom out.

The woman was furious and thought: The old lady fought with you, and she asked the dealer, "The old lady stripped naked, how much is it?" ”

The dealer was very calm and said: "Please continue if you have cash, strip naked, it is not in accordance with the rules." ”

The dead fat man wins, and the woman at the token table is very unhappy, which satisfies his shadow psychology. He laughed: "The dealer doesn't agree, I agree." As he spoke, he took out a wad of money from his pile of money, which was roughly estimated to be about 80,000 US dollars: "It's all yours, it's all yours, if you lose, hehehe, you can take pictures of those present." ”

The people around were all coaxing.

"Okay." The woman arrogantly put the little money left on her table, plus what the dead fat man had given, and put it all on the table, and said, "I'm betting." ”

"I have to bet on the banker. The dead fat man said with a smile.

It's no less than a showdown at the top, with one side representing men and the other representing women.

The ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and the fat man actually loses.

I was even more amazed that the dead fat man was there.

No, it's not my script.

In fact, all the gamblers in the private room are all group performances selected by me, as the saying goes, matchmakers and nurseries.

However, these matchmakers I arranged are not childcare for people in the ordinary world, but group performances that exaggerate the atmosphere, with a clear purpose, to let the dead fat man win money. It is also necessary to do it without showing any traces, so that the dead fat man believes that his luck today is really good.

How did this script change, the face of the dead fat man at this time is as ugly as it is.

In bed, the dead fat man is powerless against women, and in the casino, he loses again to a woman who is both domineering and arrogant. It is conceivable that his mood is very bad at this time.

At this point, I wanted to pee again, but I couldn't go, and I had to comfort the fat man first.

"You can't decide the winner, go on, win back." I persuaded.

It was full just now, more than 200,000 US dollars, but in an instant, there were only 30,000 or 40,000 dollars left in front of the dead fat man.

At this time, the dead fat man hated the woman so much that he gritted his teeth. Why? Why?

I have to remedy it, I want to scold my mother, who changed the script, let me how to clean up this mess.

Chapter 130: The steward becomes a eunuch