Hand of God (3)

Xiaoyue, the remnant wind, are all in front of this table.

Two cups have been placed on the table.

This is the eighth hand of the dice, and this is simply the last.

Each one is only a little worse, but it is enough to make people lose in disgrace. It was Geng Yu'er who tried his best to shake a six-point in the fifth hand, and barely tied with Mo Wujiu.

If this Geng Yu'er can't hold on, he will fall into the disadvantage in the third battle.

So Geng Yu'er held back his strength.

It was a force that would rather be broken.

This one is bigger.

How can six dice be bigger than thirty-six?

That would only be to crack a dice.

If it was still a brand new dice, Geng Yuer certainly didn't have the confidence to break the dice, but after the previous seven times in the gambling cup, no matter how rigorous the dice were, there would be cracks.

In an instant, Geng Yu'er had cleared all his senses, and between the swings of the gambling cup, the concave surface of each point collided with the wall of the cup, and even produced a picture in his mind.

It was as if I had seen the dice swirling in the betting cup, and the five spinning dice were all facing each other at six o'clock.

Geng Yu'er's hand slammed to the ground, and a dice broke from the middle, forming two faces, one at three points and one at four points. and then with the five or six points that had been stagnant for a long time, a thirty-seven point was rolled.

There was a bead of sweat that slipped down Geng Yu'er's cheeks, even if there was no hope of victory, he had to do his best to fight.

Mo Wujiu's eyes were hidden under the black ink-colored glasses, with only one mouth, and there was always a wicked smile.

It's hateful, but it's not ridiculous.

There were countless people who specialized in gambling, but at most only 12 people could roll 36 points when gambling big and 61 when gambling hours. And among such twelve people, I am afraid that none of them are as error-free as Mo Wujiu.

If you look closely at Mo Wujiu's shaking dice, you can even find that every inch of the muscles on that arm has not changed by half a minute.

This is like the dance of a dancer and the sword of a swordsman, which has been tempered and tribulated thousands of times before it can be brought to the stage.

Mo Wujiu looked at Geng Yu'er.

The woman in front of her, colorful, took away the brilliance of the whole world.

If it was usual, Mo Wujiu would definitely frantically press this woman under him and use all his strength to play, but once he sat on the table, all the thoughts in his heart could be stopped.

Only by doing this can we be worthy of being well-known in the gambling world for more than 30 years.

I saw Mo Wujiu sit up slightly upright, with a support on his right elbow with his left hand, peeling off half of the gambling cup, and the six dice exposed were neatly arranged in a row.

One point is the most vivid red.

Six o'clock is six reds.

And then the whole Iron Painting Gambling House will be a sensation.

On the bigger one, Mo Wujiu actually only threw six points. Naturally, some people will wonder whether Mo Wujiu is releasing water or making a mistake.

Geng Yu'er's hand kept clasping the gambling cup.

waited until six o'clock was revealed on the side, and Geng Yu'er didn't let go.

Geng Yu'er's expression was still as usual, still quiet, but he looked at the attendant on the side, and his beautiful eyes blinked with a nod, and said.

"Next, bet on mahjong. ”

After saying a word, the man went to the inner room.

Mo Wujiu also got up, wandered to the window, lit a pipe, and took a puff or two carefully.

It is also at this time that gamblers are able to get close to the tables.

Someone begged the mahjong attendant to open the gambling cup, so that everyone could take a look; the attendant did not feel a trace of embarrassment, and the waiter's heart was of course full of doubts, and the attendant revealed the gambling cup, and the people who made a living from gambling simply straightened their tongues.

It turns out that there are not only bright red six points outside the gambling cup, but also six red six points in the gambling cup.

The six dice, with a total of 36 points, were shaken out by Mo Wujiu for a 42 point.

Geng Yu'er walked silently, no matter how unconvinced she was, she could only admire.

Mo Wujiu not only rolled forty-two points, but also made each side one and six, and his divine control of the dice, and Geng Yu'er ten years of hard training, may not be able to do it.

Geng Yu'er can no longer make any mistakes.