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Chapter 187 Guessing the Size

Macau area, Casino Lisboa.

Zhao Wenmu felt that he was an open-minded and casual person, but he still felt a little nervous when he thought of crawling out of the casino.

He licked his dry lips.

His eyes stared at the small black sieve cup without blinking.

Can't wait to close my eyes.

The dealer's hand rested lightly on it.

As if it was in my heart.

With the action of uncovering the sieve cup, a heart was lifted.

The feeling of not being able to get up and down and not being able to focus made him extremely uncomfortable.

"4, 5, 6, big!"

The middle-aged man shouted excitedly.

Zhao Wenmu let out a long sigh of relief.

Won.

He said silently in his heart.

This time, Zheng Meixia lost 1000 yuan in chips.

However, she didn't care, completely unaware of what was going to happen next.

"Oh, you're not so good!"

Rong Zhenyi mocked at the side.

She blinked at Zhao Wenmu.

When playing games, mentality is the most important thing.

The mentality is unstable, and nine out of ten bets lose.

Rong Zhenyi decided to take a good look at Zheng Meixia's mentality.

However, Zheng Meixia seemed to be a different person at this time. She no longer had a verbal argument with Rong Zhenyi, but took out all her chips, looked at the croupier in front of her seriously, and turned a blind eye to Rong Zhenyi who was noisy beside her ear, and did not hear it. .

Well, there is indeed something.

The croupier began to shake the dice seriously, with one hand flying up and down, and the sound from the sieve cup was clear and crisp.

This time Zheng Meixia was no longer the casual look just now, she turned her ears sideways and listened carefully.

Until the croupier placed the sieve cup firmly on the table.

Zheng Meixia launched 1 chips confidently.

bet on the small.

1 yuan is a lot, but it is not a lot, and it has not attracted everyone's attention.

The middle-aged man still bet on big.

Zhao Wenqiu and the others looked at Zhao Wenmu nervously.

Just now Zheng Meixia seemed to be listening to the sifting cup, but it still shocked them.

These little girls felt that Zheng Meixia might indeed have two talents, and because of this, they became a little worried about Zhao Wenmu.

In the eyes of these little girls, Zhao Wenmu is omnipotent, what if he really loses.

The picture of the third brother crawling out of the casino is too beautiful to imagine.

Zhao Wenmu was not in a hurry.

He found a place to sit down.

Because this gambling table was surrounded by bodyguards of Rong Zhenyi and Zheng Meixia, these people were not easy to mess with, so most of the players got up and left.

It is human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Of course, there were more people watching outside.

Zhao Wenmu also put all his chips on the table.

Then launch 1 yuan.

Bet small.

Zheng Meixia was a little disappointed, this kid turned out to be the same as her bet.

"Buy it and leave it, buy it and leave it!"

After a while, the croupier opened the sieve cup.

"2, 3, 3, small!"

"yeah!"

Rong Xinyi and Zhao Wenqiu couldn't help cheering.

"cut!"

Zheng Meixia curled her lips in contempt.

Rong Zhenyi didn't say anything to mock her.

Zhao Jing looked at the chips on the table thoughtfully.

Zhao Wenmu and Zheng Meixia withdrew their chips indifferently and waited quietly for the next round.

The chips in the hands of the middle-aged man were a little less.

The same process followed. After Zheng Meixia listened carefully to the croupier shaking the dice, she calmly rolled out another 1 chips.

Still bet small.

The middle-aged man pushed out half of the chips, and after hesitating for a while, he still bet on big.

Zhao Wenmu launched 1 chips very casually.

Bet small.

"Buy it and leave it, buy it and leave it!"

This time the result was unexpected.

"3, 3, 3, Leopard!"

According to the rules, when a leopard appears, the banker kills all players.

All the chips on the gaming table were taken away by the croupier.

Zheng Meixia was a little annoyed.

"Why is it 333? It sounds like it should be 334 or 335?"

she muttered under her breath.

But she didn't care too much, and listening to the dice wasn't always accurate.This is already one of the things she is good at, even so, the success rate is only about [-]%.

"Wow, in this case, the dealer will never lose?"

Zhao Wenqiu was discussing with Zheng Xiaowen beside him.

Guessing the size is a game between the player and the dealer. The probability of being big and small is the same. Regardless of the natural ability of the dealer to shake the dice and the player's ability to listen to the dice, the probability is logically 50% each.

That is to say, winning and losing are divided equally, so the game is fair.

But now it is rigidly stipulated that the banker wins the number of 6 leopards, so the winning rate of the banker will always be higher than that of the player.

In a huge casino with so many gaming tables, the number of games that can be played in a day is astronomical.

The accumulation of less makes more, which shows how rich the dealer's profits are.

This does not take into account some special means of the dealer!

In this round, Zhao Wenmu and Zheng Meixia lost the 1 yuan they just won.

Now Zhao Wenmu has 99990 yuan in his hand, and Zheng Meixia has 99000 yuan in his hand.

Next, repeat the same process.

This time, Zheng Meixia still bet on Xiao with full confidence.

The middle-aged man seemed a little annoyed, and he bet the rest of his chips on the big one in a fit of anger.

Zhao Wenmu also launched 1 chips.

Bet small.

Seeing him as she expected, Zhao Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

But unconsciously covering his mouth and snickering.

Zheng Meixia finally realized something was wrong.

Before the croupier shouted "Buy and leave", she stood up and pointed to Zhao Wenmu and asked:
"Why are you always like me!"

Zhao Wenmu spread his hands indifferently, then curled his lips and said nothing.

"Why don't you tell me why you are always like the third brother!"

Rong Zhenyi replied.

Zheng Meixia had no choice but to sit down angrily.

The croupier stretched out his hand to grab the cup lid, Zheng Meixia was still pouting and angry, Zhao Wenmu looked indifferent, but the middle-aged man was full of anxiety, staring at the croupier's hand.

"1, 2, 3, small!"

"yeah!"

Rong Xinyi cried out happily again.

Well, this time she is the only one who is still being silly.

Others have already seen some ways.

Rong Zhenyi also became happy. She was worried that Zhao Wenmu would lose, but now she is completely relieved.

"Sure enough, the third brother is still cunning!"

Miss Rong's family secretly thought, looking at Zheng Meixia, her gaze slowly changed from hostility to sympathy.

Hmph, who told her to insult Sister Ah Jing!

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the middle-aged man, and he looked at the three crystal dice in the sifter with some disbelief.

Zhao Wenmu shook his head lightly.

In just a few minutes, a rational and calm person has completely turned into a hysterical gambler.

In fact, he was such a gambler.

It's just that when you win money, you can still stay awake; once you start losing money, you gradually lose your mind.

And just when he stood up in a daze and was about to go out, several people who had been watching followed him.

This also reminded Zhao Wenmu of a story he once heard.

(End of this chapter)