Chapter 296 and thirteen are all thirteen

Just as the man in the green shirt was shocked by Zhang Ming's finger pointing at him, the gamblers around him started talking. It's just that these people can't feel this coercion from the youth, and the man sitting in the village is already unable to move at this time, his face is extremely ugly, and the beads of sweat on his forehead have also slid down.

It's just that this scene, falling in the eyes of everyone, confirms the suspicion of the man in the green shirt smoking the old thousand. However, taken by Zhang Ming and the prestige of Shahe Gambling House, everyone just stared coldly at the two people in front of the gambling case, and did not dare to make a noise even if they were dissatisfied.

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Zhang Ming stretched out his hand to put away the total of more than two hundred taels on the table, and then said to the man sitting in the village: "You still owe me four hundred taels!"

When the young man in brocade took his fingers away, the man in green shirt who was sitting in the village regained his freedom of movement, and when he was locked by the young man's qi in front of him just now, the feeling of being imprisoned finally dissipated.

The man in the green shirt realized at this time that he had won the lottery this time, so he had to respectfully bow his hand and say: "Senior......"

"Don't be close!" said the brocade-clothed young man with a frown.

The man in the green shirt was shocked, and immediately changed his words: "Your Excellency, don't worry, there is a lot of silver." ”

As he spoke, he took out four orange-red silver tickets from his bosom, totaling four hundred taels.

In fact, Zhang Ming bet one hundred taels, there are more than one hundred taels on the table, according to the rules of betting five times in the Qing Taiwan, the man who sits in the village only needs to pay more than three hundred taels, as long as he makes up five hundred taels immediately.

But this time, the man in the green shirt has learned to be smart, and he would rather pay out of his own pocket to catch up with himself, and he has to meet the needs of the master in front of him.

"What else do you want to play, this guest officer?" asked the broker who was waiting for an opportunity, bowing down very familiarly.

"This person smoked a thousand just now, I'm going to play a game, I'll be a banker!" Zhang Ming said indifferently.

In the dice, most of the bankers are the ones who shake the dice. However, there are not many people who take the initiative to ask for the dice to be rolled like this, and of course, not many does not mean that it is not possible.

This time, there were a lot more gamblers around than before, but there was no one who bet, after all, just now both of them said that the other party smoked a thousand, this fashion is inconclusive, and no one wants to rush to this troubled water.

Zhang Ming put three fingers on the dice cup, and he didn't see any other movements, just a flick of his hand, and brought the dice cup up, and the three dice were like a spinning whirlwind, frantically hitting the wall of the dice cup.

The gamblers around them all looked straight at this time, they were also veterans who had been in the gambling house for many years, and this kind of dice shaking skill was still the only one they had seen in their lives.

Just when everyone could see the gods, Zhang Ming's hand changed again, only to see the dice cup that was originally in his hand fly out of his hand, and then fell upside down on the young man's erected fingers.

The whole dice cup spun smoothly on his fingertips.

This scene immediately caused an uproar.

"Oh my God, how can you still play like this?"

"This person is so powerful, I can't wait to bet on the right number!"

......

Just when the gamblers were secretly guessing, Zhang Ming put the dice cup back on the table, and then he glanced at the man in green shirt who was already stunned, and said with a smile: "You will open it, or will I open it?"

The man was excited, but he still smiled and said, "Let's open it!"

The brocade-clothed young man didn't speak, but moved his hand away from the dice cup, and then said indifferently: "I'll bet on thirteen!"

"Is this man crazy?"

"I've already won once, shouldn't I just accept it when I see it?"

A whisper suddenly sounded around, but Zhang Ming ignored it.

The man in the green shirt looked down at the dice cup, and asked astringently, "How much?"

"Five hundred taels!"

The man habitually asked two sentences: "Buy and leave!"

However, he soon found that no one else was willing to bet except Zhang Ming, and he participated in this troubled water, so he opened the dice cup with a trembling hand.

Six, six, one! Thirteen o'clock!

It's thirteen o'clock again!

Although the gamblers around were already mentally prepared, they still caused quite a stir.

.................. Dividing line ..................

Red Mole sat in the back hall, since she saw Zhang Ming yesterday, she didn't sleep all night last night. She thought that she had forgotten about him when she was drunk that day, and even since then, she has deliberately indulged herself and used her body to achieve some purpose.

Even she didn't want to admit that she was the one she used to be, just like she said, Qin Hongyao was dead, and what was alive now was a red mole. But the world likes to joke with the world, and people who haven't seen each other for many years meet again by chance, making Red Mole suddenly realize his true self.

Qin Hongyao has never died, but she has been hidden in her heart by herself, even if it has been many years, she still can't forgive herself, and she can't forgive this world. Red medicine is not far away to face the world with the body of a broken flower and a willow, so the strong woman of red mole was born. But Qin Hongyao's consciousness has always affected her, otherwise Red Mole would not have asked Yin Shisan for the management of this Shahe Gambling House.

Subconsciously, she still feels like seeing her beloved again.

When the real red mole was in his mind, there was a knock at the door.

"Helmsman, no, there's something going on outside!" a black-clothed guy shouted outside the door.

Red Mole frowned, she didn't like to be interrupted in her thoughts, but listening to this person's report, it seemed that something was wrong. The woman had to say indifferently: "What are you panicking about?!"

The black-clothed guy immediately knelt on the ground and said in a deep voice: "There is a young man in the field outside, who is very nervous, and he is betting against Li Erzhu in the place where he is betting. ”

The woman shouted, "Gamble, gamble, we open a gambling house, don't we just let people gamble?"

"No, no, if that person stakes with him, it's nothing. But the man did not come well, and bet on the big and small tables, and bet on the numbers. And every bet must be won! How can the gambling house have been set up, thousands of taels of silver!"

"What? How is it possible?" Red Mole asked out loud when he heard this.

The black-clothed guy swallowed his saliva and said urgently: "It's true, this person bets on thirteen every time, and every time he will win, whether he shakes the dice himself or Li Erzhu shakes it, it is thirteen! ”

In fact, when I first heard the little guy's explanation before, Red Mole was more concerned about this person's ability to bet 100% on it. After all, the Shahe gambling house has a big business, and the silver is 10,000 taels in one day, which is not counting the profit income of "nine out of thirteen".

But when she learned that someone had chosen to follow suit, she couldn't sit still. Red Mole knows the characteristics of these gamblers, and if they really want to find a way to make money, how much money in the Shahe gambling house is not enough for them to hollow out!