Chapter 172: A Storm Strikes!

Meeting Mr. Luo's gaze, Luo Chuan nodded.

He didn't want to hide his identity in the first place, but in this gambling hall hall, including Mrs. Ruyi, he didn't match him with "Master Luo". But a person with a heart like Mr. Luo, the God of Western Wealth, naturally recognizes it at a glance.

"Thanks, the money won't be less for you. Luo Chuan said to Mr. Luo.

"Oh, I wonder how sure you are?" Mr. Lowe narrowed.

"Not a single point. If you dare, come with you. Luo Chuan said.

"Challenge the dealer from 10,000 Yin coins...... It's expensive. Mr. Luo looked distressed.

Mr. Luo, the dignified God of Wealth, would feel distressed with 10,000 Yin coins...... Even if he loses a million Yin coins, it doesn't even count as a drop in the bucket for him.

The monks present were all amazed.

Luo Chuan hahadaxiao: "If you don't dare, just watch." ”

"That's it. Mr. Luo gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, and went into battle bare-chested: "I'm following!"

Luo Chuan looked at Mr. Luo deeply and turned to Mrs. Ruyi: "Can you start?"

"In that case, let's get started. Mrs. Ruyi walked up to the dealer, gently stroked the nervous pale face, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, use your housekeeping skills." ”

Luo Chuan could see clearly, a trace of cold mana overflowed from Mrs. Ruyi's palm and flowed into the dealer's eyes, and the dealer's expression became clear and calm. This lady wishful is actually an infant monk.

In front of the gambling table, the female dealer picked up the dice pot, and her arm crossed the afterimage, and there was a crisp sound of hitting the jade pot, like a pearl falling on a jade plate. Jingle bell.

"Start betting, buy and go!"

The nunten dealer let out a low snort, and threw the dice pot. The dice pot left her hand, and she stepped back as if she had lost her strength.

Almost at the same time as the dice pot flew out, Luo Chuan felt a feminine qi envelop him, like a pair of eyes, as if they wanted to take his every movement into the bottom of his eyes.

Luo Chuan knew that it was Mrs. Ruyi who suspected him of cheating.

Luo Chuan did cheat. But he didn't rely on any of them.

Close your eyes slightly. Luo Chuan's mind rose to the Heavenly Gate.

His "gaze" passed through the "besieged city" that blocked the gambling table and drilled into the jade pot. Six dice, each with a change in trajectory and a number of points after each spin. are all very clearly presented in Luo Chuan's sea of thoughts.

The dice pot has not yet fallen. The final result of the dice can be settled. But it has been calculated by Luo Chuan, and he knows it by heart.

In an instant, Luo Chuan opened his eyes. This time I closed and opened my eyes, so fast that I seemed to blink my eyes, and no one noticed the abnormality again!

The Qiankun bag was thrown away and fell steadily. At the same time, Mr. Luo also threw out the Qiankun bag.

Clang!

The dice pot is falling, buy it and leave!

The monks looked at each other excitedly, but then they were dumbfounded.

The box where Luo Chuan's Qiankun bag was settled turned out to be a little.

There are six dice in total, how can it be a little? Is it ......

Thump!

But it was the female dealer who had weak legs and sat down on the ground, already colorless.

Suddenly, the gamblers' eyes lit up, their hearts pounded, and they stared at the dice pot for fear of missing the most exciting moment of the night.

"Let's go. Luo Chuan said.

Beside him, Mr. Luo rubbed his hands with a flushed face, and he didn't know whether he was really excited or fake.

Mrs. Ruyi's face was cloudy, and after a long time, she returned to normal, and her jade hand reached out and slowly uncovered the dice pot.

As the jade pot opened, a stacked dice appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the top one was exactly one point.

Mrs. Ruyi took a deep breath, and when she saw the dealer's reaction, she had already vaguely expected the result, but she still had a glimmer of hope in her heart.

How is it possible? I have already watched him closely, and it is impossible for him to make any moves, so how can he still guess correctly! Is it lucky? How can a person's luck be so good......

Mrs. Ruyi's heart gradually gave birth to uneasy emotions.

Thirty million Yin coins is indeed a huge fortune, but for Wanbao Mountain City, it is nothing. Losing these 30 million is a trivial matter, losing Ning Gongzi's face is a major matter, and the most important thing is that this young man with unknown origin and mysterious means obviously intends to target Wanbao Mountain City.

Is it that Ning Er, the puppet, who is causing trouble outside, and provoking the enemy?

The image of the second young master of the Ning family as a loser came to mind, and Mrs. Ruyi gritted her teeth.

"Still not giving money?" Luo Chuan stretched out his hand.

The envoys looked at Mrs. Ruyi.

Mrs. Ruyi didn't look up: "Give it to him." ”

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

Three bulging Qiankun bags flew down the table, the maximum capacity of each Qiankun bag was 10 million Yin coins, and three Qiankun bags full of Yin coins were 30 million.

The monks in the hall all stared at the Qiankun bag in front of Luo Chuan, all of them wheezing and getting worse, their eyes red, and their faces full of fanaticism. And Wang Chi and the other monks who had rejected Luo Chuan before were stunned on the spot at this time, unable to regret it, and had the heart to die.

In the afterglow, Luo Chuan grabbed the Qiankun bag and turned around.

Mrs. Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief and secretly sneered.

Fortunately, this young man also knows the truth of accepting it when he sees it, it seems that he still knows that this is Ning Tianxing Ning Gongzi's territory.

However, in the next moment, Mrs. Ruyi's delicate body shook slightly, her mood was as high as her, and there were waves on the heart lake.

Luo Chuan turned around, but he didn't take a step, and held up the Qiankun bag high.

In the curious gaze of the monks, the corners of Luo Chuan's mouth raised slightly, and his thumb and index finger slammed into force, and a trace of crack appeared at the bottom of the Qiankun bag.

The black and shiny yin coins flowed out with a loud voice, and the beautiful sound came into the ears, which was enough to make anyone's soul want to moan in comfort.

The Yin coins all over the ground piled up into a small mountain, constantly rising, and soon overflowed Luo Chuan's shoulders.

In a crazy gaze that was about to burn, Luo Chuan spoke: "I borrowed this money from you. No interest is charged, it doesn't matter when you pay it back, you will share 20% of the money you win. There is only one condition. ”

As he spoke, Luo Chuan had already turned around and looked at Mrs. Ruyi. Smile brightly.

Mrs. Ruyi's heartbeat increased slightly, and an ominous premonition was born, and a crazy thought flashed in her mind, which was immediately denied by her.

Ning Houye's territory, how dare this young man mess around!

Just as she was thinking, the young man's bewitching voice suddenly sounded, echoing throughout the main hall of the gambling house.

"Fuck the two sleeves of the breeze and laugh and wait. ”

"This 10 million Yin coins is your gambling money tonight!"

"Whoever has the courage to fight for a fortune, then follow me!"

"Second round. 30 million Yin coins challenge the dealer. Win or lose a hundredfold!"

Is this kid crazy!

Mrs. Ruyi stared at Luo Chuan, and her eyes revealed murderous intentions. However, in the afterglow, I saw that the handmaidens around me were pale, and one by one the six gods had no master.

Mrs. Ruyi looked up. I was also stunned.

In the main hall of the gambling house. The monks' eyes were red. Greed, thirst, lust...... Flames rose from his eyes, as if to burn the entire hall.

It's not terrible for one or two people to do this, but the whole gambling hall hall. Tens of thousands of people were so crazy, like beasts about to pounce, even Mrs. Ruyi gradually felt out of breath.

I don't know how long it took for the silence to be broken.

"Ben Dao is following!"

Yue Xing Sect monk Wang Chi clenched his fists, trembled his body, and walked forward in a swaying manner.

Faced with the mountain of Yin coins, he almost threw himself into it. Oh my God! He loved that feeling! He'd already enjoyed it once that day in front of six wagons of Yin coins in the Teleportation Courtyard!

Follow the local tyrants! Sure enough, there is meat to eat! There is wealth!

With a pile of Yin coins in his arms, almost overflowing his head, Wang Chi stood behind Luo Chuan. Through the pile of coins, Mrs. Ruyi and the maids saw a pair of eyes that were so crazy that they palpitated.

"Grab it!"

"It's too late, it's gone!"

"Ben Dao is following!"

"This way is also followed!"

"It's all with you!"

With Wang Chi taking the lead, thousands of monks rushed to Qian Shan frantically, you and I have a bag, more like Wang Chi, holding a full bosom, walking behind Luo Chuan, standing straight, silent, with a look of madness in his eyes.

Thousands of heavy gasps echoed through the hall, and thousands of slightly hideous eyes looked at Mrs. Ruyi through the black pressed Yin coins.

Mrs. Ruyi couldn't control the waves on the heart lake, her heart was beating violently and fast, and she subconsciously turned her head to avoid her gaze.

"What do you want to do! This is Wanbao Mountain City! Don't come nonsense!" a maid screamed no longer in control.

"What are you doing? If you don't gamble in the casino, do you come to drink flower wine?" Luo Chuan sneered: "According to the rules, in the second round of challenging the dealer, the win or loss will multiply a hundred times, and it can't be opened?"

The maid was speechless and turned to look at Mrs. Ruyi.

Mrs. Ruyi was silent, just staring at Luo Chuan, wanting to see him through.

Luo Chuan greeted Mrs. Ruyi with a calm face.

But the monks behind him stopped doing it.

Some of them have already lost their gambling funds, some only have a little capital left, and some of them can only struggle and are unwilling to leave when they see that the yin coins are getting less and less.

Most of them can feel that their state of mind is sinking, becoming more and more unstable, and perhaps when they lose everything, when they leave, the Dao state of mind that they have been operating for decades will also be broken.

The prosperous Wanbao Mountain City on the outside is a bottomless pit, and once it stumbles, it will never recover.

Until Luo Chuan's appearance, he won 20 games in a row, challenged the dealer 100 times, and took 30 million Yin coins, so that they could see a glimmer of hope for recovering the defeat.

There are many monks who have lost their way and swore silently that after winning this round of gambling and stabilizing their state of mind, they will never set foot in Wanbao Mountain City again.

"Can't be opened!"

"Can't be opened!"

"Can't be opened!"

Thousands of monks had red eyes, their cultivation ranged from the Foundation Building Realm to the True Dan Realm, and they shouted in unison, thundering, shaking the dome of the main hall and buzzing.

The handmaidens had panic in their eyes, and they were at a loss, and they involuntarily stepped back. Before tonight, none of them would have imagined that these pitiful, cowardly, and at their mercy would burst out with such momentum and transform into a mad beast. I wished they could stay a little longer, but now I begged them to leave.

Mrs. Ruyi took a deep breath, she could no longer pretend to be calm.

Thirty million Yin coins have multiplied a hundredfold, and such a big gamble has not happened since she was in charge of the gambling hall.

There has never been such a thing as this, thousands of monks are holding Yin coins, one by one, fierce and vicious, and they are ready to rush up at any time regardless of their lives. For the first time since the establishment of Wanbao Mountain City, there has been a scene out of control.

An extremely depressed feeling hit Mrs. Ruyi's heart.

The young man in front of him actually relied on the strength of one person to provoke thousands of monks and Wanbao Villa to be enemies.

Who is he? What is the hatred of the hell? Doesn't he know who he provoked? (To be continued......

PS: The first update on the shelf, ask for the first drop of blood~