Fake hero

Quiet!Absolute silence!The fat man who laughed at Huang Laoxie just now widened his eyes and looked at Huang Laoxie in disbelief.

The croupier felt as if his throat was blocked by something, and shouted with difficulty: "One, two, four points are small, one bet on the seven, the odds are ten times."

This is the charm of gambling. In just a matter of minutes, one hundred thousand can become one million. Of course, one million can also be turned into someone else's money in an instant.

Huang Laoxie casually picked up a 5000 yuan green chip and stuffed it into the chest of the little girl who was pouring tea for him. After taking out another handful, he reluctantly took it out.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, the little girl was so excited that she wanted to cling to this lecherous grandpa.

Generally, the gamblers who win will tip the service staff, but the maximum is only 100 or 5000. You only see people winning money, but you don’t know the truth of ten bets and nine losses?How could there be someone as generous as this wretched old man?Just touching her breasts in exchange for [-] yuan, the little girl can't wait for the old man to touch her a few more times, it would be even better if she could wrap herself up.Looking at the frail appearance of this old guy, maybe if he worked harder on the bed, after the old guy died, all his property would be his own.

The little girl was just thinking about it, when the croupier over there had already started to shake the dice with a solemn expression.

This time, the croupier was obviously a lot more cautious, and the speed of shaking became faster and slower. At the end, the hand of the croupier suddenly accelerated, and the sound of shaking became messy, like a galloping horse and a waterfall pouring down. .The crisp crashing sound got faster and faster, and finally it was just a mess of sounds.As the movement speeded up, the croupier's face became more and more red, and his breathing became louder and louder, and beads of sweat the size of beans crackled down.

With a bang, the dice clock fell to the ground.The croupier was sweating profusely, panting heavily, and said, "All players, please place your bets."

Everyone at the table looked at Huang Laoxie who kept his eyes closed all the time, and everyone wanted to see how the old man would bet this time.

Huang Laoxie slowly opened his eyes, and then pushed the 99 yuan chip in front of him to the eighteen o'clock position.

The crowd was in an uproar again!

If the old man was fooled last time, what about this time?

Some people tried to see something from the face of the old man, and some people tried to see something from the face of the croupier.However, there was no expression on the faces of the two of them.

A few people who took money and wanted to bet with Huang Laoxie hesitated whether to go crazy with this old man, but on second thought, they decided to forget it, who knows whether this old guy has a track record or not.

Only the croupier knew in his heart that this old man was a master!The legendary master who can hear the sound of dice!I have encountered such a master before!

The croupier had already reached his current highest level just now, and that galloping momentum was just to deal with the masters who could hear the voice, but unfortunately, he was still heard.

This croupier named Zhen Tong originally worked in the He family in Macau. He had already studied under the Macau gambling king Ning Yu at a young age, and was then hired by the He family to become a senior consultant for several major casinos in the He family.A few years ago, the head of the He family was assassinated in Las Vegas, and Macau was suddenly intervened by the Mafia and the Ku Klux Klan, causing chaos.Macau gambling king Ning Yu had a close relationship with the Patriarch of the He family, and was shot dead. As Ning Yu's most proud disciple, Zhen Tong was also assassinated by unknown foreign forces, but Zhen Tong was shot by the killer about four centimeters below the heart. position, he was able to escape death, but he lost more than half of his gambling skills because of this - the shot pierced through an artery, causing Zhen Tong's arm to suffer from a type of atrophy caused by poor blood flow. It was also the reason why Zhen Tong was sweating profusely when she rolled the dice just now.

Zhen Tong survived his death and was taken away by his own people for training. After recovering from his injuries, he discovered that the current head of the He family was the second child of the He family who had a problem with him back then.According to Macau gossip, the second son of the He family actually killed his eldest brother in order to get the upper hand. Zhen Tong, the second son of the He family, knew about it. When they were working together, he was very insidious and cunning, and he was extremely greedy. Thinking of this, Zhentong also stopped thinking about going back to Macau, and came to the mainland with a few friends in her circle.

After several years of tossing and turning, it took root in the boundary of Songshan Mountain.

This small tourist city can be regarded as providing a platform for Zhen Tong. As an avid gambling enthusiast, Zhen Tong's greatest pleasure every day is to come to the casino to display her gambling skills.Although due to his own health, his current gambling skills are not half of what he used to be, but in Songshan, there is still no one who can compare with Zhen Tong.

Therefore, Zhen Tong is very famous. Of course, Zhen Tong's current name is Tong Zhen.Zhen Tong was already dead.

But today, Zhen Tong knew that she had met a master.

If he was able to shake out Supreme Tianbao before he was injured, he might be able to beat him.Thinking of this, Zhentong sighed softly.

"Are you thinking, if you can shake out the supreme Tianbao, you can beat me?"

Zhen Tong suddenly raised her head and stared at Huang Laoxie carefully, as if she remembered something.

Huang Laoxie smiled: "I really didn't expect to meet an old friend here in Songshan, but why does it seem that your skills have regressed a lot?"

Zhen Tong suddenly remembered that the last time she shook out the Supreme Heavenly Treasure, it was broken by an old man with a strong air of immortality, and standing next to him was this wretched-looking old man.It's just that I haven't seen him in these years, and the old man seems to be getting more and more wretched.

"Is it true that I am still as handsome and unrestrained all these years as before? Didn't you recognize me?"

Zhen Tong: "..."

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