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Chapter 81 The Birth of the Marrow Suction Little Thousand King ([-])

The three old men are definitely not here to chat about family affairs, Yiman smells the smell of conspiracy.

The old housekeeper Dunbolt bowed deeply, and said in a very respectful tone: "The presence of the three seniors has really made the shop flourish. I take the liberty of inviting the three seniors to the VIP room on the third floor, so that the following As a landlord." The old housekeeper is sleek and sophisticated, the head of the house is still too young, young and tender.So he has to deal with many things on the scene.

The senior notary, Moreno, had his eyes above the top.With a cold snort in his nose, he stopped talking, just sat on the rocking chair specially prepared for him with his eyes closed, and the beautiful maid who accompanied him gently pinched his shoulders.Eagle-eyed Jacobs, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said gloomyly: "You are young and promising. When you see us three bad old men, you don't come out from far away. I'm just a bad gambler, so it doesn't matter. Yes, but Mr. Mo has a high status, and the gambler is still the master of your master, this is a bit... hum! Deceive your master and destroy your ancestors."

Moreno, who had age spots on his face, did not move his head, and said in a cold voice: "The name of your head is Da Vinci, you are not old, and you are not small. In this city of rest, the younger generation saw me. It's all about respectfully kowtowing and calling senior. Now you don't even plan to meet face to face? Gambler, your apprentice is not well received!"

Ofrocky felt uneasy, his heart was beating a drum, he just tried to play his role well.Try to speak as little as possible, and whispered: "The wicked are worthless."

Yiman was supposed to be behind Dunlitt, and hadn't had time to be introduced yet.Seeing the three of them singing together, I felt angry.Rolling his eyes, he whispered to Dumbledore, "I'm going upstairs, call me later if you need anything."

"Big boss, this, this is not very good." Dunlitt said hesitantly, these three are all seniors in the gambling world.The head of the house is closed behind closed doors. Rumor has it that it will make people laugh, saying that the Silver Hook Gambling House has no respect for elders.

Iman pulled the butler Dumbledore aside, and said in a low voice: "The three old guys have bad intentions, they pick on me as soon as they come up, in order to break my mind in front of everyone and make us shorter. You don't have to pay too much attention to them, I guess there will be a fierce battle in a while, I'll go upstairs first to recharge my batteries."

It dawned on Dunlitt that at the gambling table, one should pay attention to an imposing manner.If the head of the family agrees, it is not easy to offend the three seniors, and it must be greeted with soft words.In this way, half of the momentum is lost. Once there is a fierce battle, then the psychological pressure will be overwhelmed.

Yiman is not only the head of the casino, but also a master of gambling. With the double identity, it is really not conducive to being overtaken by others.

He said that Yiman was alone in the upstairs lounge, closing his eyes and meditating.The three old men were rowdy in the hall on the first floor.Butler Dumbledore was neither humble nor overbearing, and felt bored, so he fell silent.

The gamblers around didn't know these three little old men, so the butler Dumbledore secretly ordered the croupiers to gradually clear the field.In the hall, some gamblers who felt that there was something exciting to watch stayed behind.Among them are also mixed with various inquiring sources.

Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, a group of people who cheered appeared at the entrance of the casino.

The leader has a black face and thick eyebrows, leopard eyes and wide mouth, big ears and steel teeth.Especially his hands, laughing like cattail fans, with thick joints.He was in his 30s, with a thick cigar dangling from his mouth.

Butler Dumbledore's heart sank. Dice King Mohamedra, also known as Mahamudra, is not easy to deal with.

As soon as he entered the door, Mohamedra clasped his fists to salute the three seniors, and said hypocritically: "The three seniors happened to be here, and this junior brought one hundred thousand gold coins today, and wanted to compete with the big master of the Silver Hook Casino, just to help Be a witness."

Butler Dumbledore secretly thought that if he lost one hundred thousand gold coins, the entire casino would have to lose it.

Moreno opened his eyes, nodded and said, "En! The king of dice is indeed more polite, and he is worthy of being a model for the younger generation. Well, today my three old bones will help you as a witness."

"Is this a role model? I don't think so." It was Yiman who came down the stairs who spoke. His juniors must kowtow when they see him, if they just clasped their fists and saluted, it would be a good role model, oh." Yiman pretended suddenly: "Could it be that the king of dice is your senior?"

"Presumptuous." Mohamedra yelled angrily: "Back then, the gambling king challenged the gambling devil, the gambling maniac, and the gambling tyrant. The three gambling scums are all notaries made by this senior Moreno. Who dares to disrespect old Mo? It is an enemy of the entire Anxi City gambling community."

"I don't think so. Some people call themselves juniors. When they see Mr. Mo, they just hold their hands together. Is this called respect?" Yiman questioned.

Mohamedra gritted his teeth, knelt in front of Moreno, and respectfully kowtowed three times.

"Why don't you kowtow?" Mohamedra stood up and asked.

"Why should I kowtow? Did I call myself a junior?" Iman walked in front of Ofroki and said, "You are Matt Mundo, who is known as a gambling maniac. I heard that you are arrogant and arrogant. You will get revenge. I heard someone call you a scum in the gambling world, so why don’t you say a word? Do you want me to vent your anger on you, or did you admit it yourself?"

"You!" Mohamudra realized that he had said the wrong thing just now.

The audience around felt that the head of the Silver Hook Gambling House was disrespectful, and even dared to tease his master.That's right, the successor of the gambling mania, that's how it should be.

Ofrocky snorted, but said nothing.My heart said that I am a gambler, but I am a fake.

Dice King Mohamedra was sitting in danger, and said loudly: "I brought one hundred thousand gold coins today, do you dare to bet?"

"It's natural for someone to send money to gamble." Yiman also sat down: "I don't know what you want to bet."

"Dice, two wins out of three games. If I ask a question, you agree."

"No, no, it's only right that I ask the question."

"I'm a guest."

"I'm the banker."

The two confronted each other and refused to give in to each other.Mohamedra stared at Iman for a long time before saying: "It's the old rule, let's block each other, how about whoever wins and whoever asks the question?"

"it is good."

Mohamudra casually grabbed a dice from the dice box, twisted it with two fingers, the dice spun quickly on the gaming table, covered it with his big hand and said, "How many points."

"A little bit." Yiman saw it clearly.

"Wrong." Mohamudra smiled darkly.The hand covering the dice slammed down with a loud "bang", and the dice shattered into powder: "It's zero."

Yiman was taken aback, he had already thought that the other party would cheat.But this dice is not an ordinary cow bone dice, but made of the ghost shell of the deep-sea silver colored turtle, which is harder than steel. It seems that the strength of this king of dice is surprisingly strong.

"Okay, it's up to you to come up with the questions." Yiman said.

"Two wins in three rounds, now I win one round." Mohamudra clapped the dice residue on his hand and said casually.

"It didn't count just now." Yiman frowned.

"Calculate."

"Not counting."

"Okay, let the notary make a decision." Mohamudra smiled sinisterly, as if a villain had succeeded.

Yiman secretly thought it was worse.

Sure enough, Moreno, who had age spots on his face, said without raising his head: "The King of Dice said it was better than dice, and it was indeed dice skills just now."

Eagle-eyed Jacobs looked gloomy: "I can see clearly, you are the master and you lose."

"Admit the bet and admit defeat." Ofrocky still insisted on the principle of talking less.

"Okay, you win a game." Yiman replied briskly, but looking at the eyes of the three old men, he was a little sinister.

Mohamedra smiled smugly and said, "Okay, I'll come up with the question. In the second game, you and I each have [-] dice, and compare the size."

The onlookers were all talking about it. If you want to roll the dice to get the desired points, you need years of practice.And with every extra grain, the difficulty more than doubles.Dare to challenge the eighteen dice, the king of dice is really not easy.

Eighteen dice can no longer use the sieve cylinder, only the sieve cup can be used, and it must be specially made.Mohamudra grabbed the treasure sieving cup with one hand, and put the dice in one by one, shaking slowly at first, and then getting faster and faster.But Yiman had to use both hands to keep up with the rhythm, the two fell and opened at the same time.

I saw that Mohamudra's dice board was all six points.But on Yiman's dice board, among the densely packed six dots, there is a bright red dot that stands out.

Mohamedra laughed proudly and said: "It seems that I won, and there is no need to compete in the third game, Mr. Mo, why don't you announce today's winner?"

The three old men glanced at each other and nodded. Moreno stood up with the support of his servants, walked to the center of the gambling table, and raised his breath: "I will announce that the winner is Mohamed, King of Dice..." Before he could say the last word, Yiman rushed forward, aimed at the eyes of the old man Moreno, and swung two punches in succession.

Moreno's eyes swelled up immediately, and he fell to the ground.Wuzi struggled to stand up, pointed at Yiman in disbelief and said, "You dare to hit me?"

"Not only will I hit you, but I will also slap you." Yiman grabbed his collar and slapped his mouth hard. Moreno cared about his few teeth, and now all of them have been knocked out. His mouth was bleeding, and he was speechless.

Everyone was stunned for a moment. In gambling duels, such things really rarely happen.

"You are an old and dim-witted old thing, you don't stay at home, you run out to shame yourself." Yiman pointed at the old man's nose and cursed: "I really doubt that the king of gambling who was invincible back then was all because of your favoritism. If you caused me to lose one hundred thousand gold coins, it would not be enough to suck out the marrow of your whole body and sell it." With a casual throw, Moreno was thrown outside the casino door, unable to get up for a long time. At a distance of more than 30 meters, Yiman threw it easily, and what was even stronger was that he used skillful strength, which did not kill the old man on the spot.

Iman turned around, grabbed Hawkeye Jacobs by the collar, and lifted it up.Hawkeye's eyes were also full of fear, and he tremblingly said: "You! What are you doing, admit defeat. Don't you know?"

(End of this chapter)