But seeing the beautiful woman playing this treasure jar around, swaying left and right, flipping up and down, and playing for a while, she gently put it down. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The female owner didn't hear the points of the beautiful woman shaking this time. I just think that when the beautiful woman shakes the dice, sometimes it sounds like four dice, and sometimes there are only two, or even one dice moving. This made the female owner embarrassed, and finally guessed a little reluctantly: "Three twos, two fours, a total of eight." Carefully opening the cup, everyone was amazed. I couldn't help it, there was another round of thunderous applause and uncontrollable cheers.

It turned out that there were not four dice lying flat on the tray at this time. Rather, the four dice are stacked on top of each other like arhats. At the top, there's a red dot. It is the smallest of the four dice rolled. At this moment, an old man with a thin appearance and gray hair and beard walked up to the female owner and said to her: You go and take a rest. "Yes, Daddy. After answering, the landswoman turned and walked to the backyard. The beautiful woman smiled and said, "The small one is not good, change to the old one." Okay, it's all the same, let's kill all the old and the young. "There are three rounds left, so let's bet on three." These three games are better than two. Of course, for the sake of fairness, the previous bet still counts. It's just that I lost and doubled the bet, and if I win, it's a draw, but it's good. When the beautiful woman heard this, she agreed. At this time, the old man poured out all the twelve ivory dice, scattered them on the table, and said: "The first game is called Champion Red, and the dice are all placed in the treasure tank, and you are only allowed to shake three times at most, to see who shakes more red than four points on both sides, and the side with more wins, how about these three games?" The beautiful woman said without hesitation: "Okay, you please first." The old man was no longer polite, and said, "There is a haphazard!" The old man's hand swept to the table, and the palm of his hand was like a suction, and the twelve dice scattered on the table were all in his hand, and not a single one was missed. With this hand, it can be seen that the old man is not only proficient, but also may not be weak in internal strength. The beautiful woman was secretly stunned, did not dare to take it lightly, and paid full attention to his methods. The old man scattered the twelve ivory dice in the tray, and although he scattered them casually, he did not see a single dice red and upward. Again, this seems to be a deliberate manoeuvre. The old man smiled slightly, buttoned the cup, stretched out his hand to hold the master cylinder, and suddenly shook it three times in a row, and then carefully put it back on the table. The cups are uncovered. The twelve ivory dice presented in front of me were unexpectedly full of color, all of which were red. There are only 12 dice, and it is impossible to shake 13 red fours, at best it can only be a tie. The old man gestured and said, "It's your turn." The beautiful woman forced a smile to herself and poured the twelve dice from the tray into the cup. I saw that the beautiful woman hesitated slightly, suddenly buckled the cup onto the tray, raised her hands high and shook it violently, and placed it in the center of the table. The old man was surprised, "Okay?" The beautiful woman nodded slightly and lifted the cup. The twelve dice seemed to have never moved, and like Fang Cai, the red grains were facing upwards, and there was also a full house. The old man smiled indifferently: "It's really smart!" The beautiful woman said humbly: "Each other, it's just a tie." "The second game began. The old man stretched out his right hand and grabbed 12 dice, one by one they were thrown into the air quickly and continuously, and his left hand suddenly picked up the cup, and with the mouth of the cup upwards, the falling dice were successively put into the cup, without missing a single grain. Then flip the cups over and buckle them over the tray. What a quick move. The old man's face was pale, the corners of his mouth were slightly pulled, with a hint of a smile, and he gestured and said, "Please!" Uncover the cup, good fellow, another full house. The beautiful woman was willing to show weakness, grabbed 12 dice, and threw them all into the air, like a sky full of stars, and like a goddess scattering flowers. It was too late, it was too fast, and I saw that the beautiful woman shot like electricity, grabbed the cup and waved it for a while, and actually took all the twelve dice that fell in chaos into the cup. This hand is more clever than the old man, obviously showing off, deliberately showing his hand to him. "Tuk!" snapped, and the cups snapped up the tray. The beautiful woman unhurriedly unravels the cup. Eleven of the 12 dice in the tray are red fours, but there is a dot. How could that be? The beautiful woman was asking herself, she would never believe that she would miss this mistake. The man was so bent on showing off that she didn't notice the person beside her, and the man blew lightly, causing one of the twelve dice to fall from the sky, out of shape. Topaz saw the details. The beautiful woman was finally very personable, and said with a smile: "Admire, admire!"