My Wealth is like a Deep Sea

"Come again!"

Yang Long picked up his mobile phone and chose the number directly to bet just like last time.

The opposite Wang Yue saw Yang Long pressing the number 7 and couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Yang, are you so persistent about the number 7?"

"I like this number!"

Yang Long said, "It's your turn."

"Haha, let's make it big!"

This time, Wang Yue started to do the opposite. He has already determined that Yang Long's luck will not be so good, and the last time it was 33, this time it is still possible to make a big impact.

"really envy you!"

Yang Long sighed, "Dare to just press the color and size, will it start to press the single and double next time?"

"Well, this is possible!"

Wang Yue is also not annoyed. He sees that Yang Long's emotions are a little unfettered. As long as the other party is not comfortable, he is very proud.

In fact, all of Yang Long's performances were performed.

Soon a new round of results will be announced-3!

Looking at this figure, Yang Long couldn't help frowning and sighed softly.

This sigh was captured sharply by Wang Yue.

But instead of stimulating Yang Long, he smiled and said: "It seems that we are both out of luck! But every 200,000 US dollars is lost, I know that Mr. Yang will definitely not be distressed!"

"I'm okay, you don't feel bad!" Yang Long sneered.

This sounded to Wang Yue, but it was just the end of a strong crossbow, and he only deliberately succeeded.

"Open a bottle of red wine for me!"

Wang Da Yue said, "Just open the bottle, and Lafi, who I took back with a $230,000 knife last week, will pour a glass for Mr. Yang!"

"Ok!"

Immediately a younger brother went to work.

Wang Yue leaned back in his chair and looked at Yang Long proudly.

And Yang Long also silently looked at Wang Yue.

He was wondering whether Wang Yue would continue to follow him, and which tactic he should choose.

If you want to lose yourself, it’s easy, but if you want your opponent to lose, it’s a psychological battle. It’s hard!

"Mr. Yang, do you want to continue!"

Wang Yue asked with a hippy smile.

"of course!"

Yang Long picked up the phone, but compared to the last two, this time his hand was a bit heavy.

In addition to Wang Yue, the rich second generation onlookers also sneered.

They looked at Yang Long in embarrassment and couldn't help but be happy.

"Huh, this kid, see when he is still proud!"

"This is Modu, it's our territory. Even if he is playing online, he is not our opponent!"

"But... the less there are losing over there!"

"Oh, the fewer you are, the bigger your career, are you afraid of losing this?"

"That's true!"

Yang Long did not hear the comments of the rich second generation, but Zhanyang heard clearly.

Can't help but frown, and said to Yang Long: "Brother Dragon... Don't block it, it's not worth it!"

"what happened?"

Yang Long asked back.

"You... how much have you lost!" Zhan Yang said.

Yang Long shook his head without answering him. Instead, he picked up his phone, placed a bet again, and then said to Wang Yue: "I have already made a good decision, you continue!"

"Haha, another $100,000!"

Wang Yue shook his head and said, "It's not addictive! Mr. Yang, otherwise we will be happier and start directly with 1 million? How will the end of the game be won or lost?"

"Okay!"

Yang Long said, "But you won this game first!"

"it is good!"

Wang Yue didn't believe it, and his luck would be so bad. "This time I don't press size, color, single or double, I press straight!"

Straight line means that on the betting page, select a line of betting, as long as the number transferred to appears in the line he bet on,

Each line has 12 numbers, and 0 and 00 are not in the straight line value.

This line of Wang Yueyao is 12, 5, 8, 9, 11, 14, 17, 20, 23, 26, 29, 32, 35.

Yang Long glanced at it, and he felt a sigh of relief.

No, this Yue Wang wants to win.

Because the numbers sent from Su's side happened to be black 29.

And Yang Long bet is red 12, he did not run to win to bet, but did not expect Wang Yue blind cat to run into dead mouse.

"Get started!"

Wang Yue stared at the mobile phone screen, "I don't believe it, I still won't win this time?"

As soon as the voice fell, the digital result appeared.

29!

Wang Yue saw this number, his phone snapped on the table, jumped up excitedly, and shouted, "Yeah! Oh! Oh! Oh! Give it! 29, I won!"

All the people on the scene immediately applauded and shouted:

"The less cattle!"

"The less you are, the better!"

"Hah, Yue Shao won, comfortable!"

"..."

Wang Yue stood directly at the table, shouting to the box and everyone below: "Come on champagne, I'll treat!"

"Yay!"

The men and women below shouted suddenly.

The back door of a box truck opened, and a box of champagne that had been prepared was moved out.

These champagnes were originally intended to be opened after Wang Yue's race car won.

But he didn't expect him to lose, so no one dared to mention it.

Now that he has won the money, Wang Yue happily shouted out his common phrase.

"Wine? My wine, come up quickly!"

Wang Yue sat down and won a hundred thousand dollars. It felt like he had won one billion.

He looked at Yang Long and said with a smile: "How is it? Mr. Yang, our luck, who's good?"

Yang Long still smiled at him and admitted, "Your luck!"

"Haha, you can say that, I'm so happy!"

Wang Yue happily patted the table.

Just then the red wine came up, he pointed to Yang Long and said to the younger brother: "Give Mr. Yang a glass and make him happy with me!"

This feeling is just like rewarding a glass of wine.

So Yang Long didn't drink it.

Wang Yue couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you drink?"

"I came by car today, it is not convenient to drink!" Yang Long said.

"Fuck, Modu is not my final word? If you are stopped by Jingjing, call me directly!"

Wang Yue was extremely arrogant. "Besides there is Zhanyang. The relationship between his family can also help you. You will definitely not be allowed to squat down at the office, nor will you be allowed to go back to Jicheng with violations!"

"Then wait for me to finish drinking this!"

Yang Long smiled, very embarrassed.

Wang Yue smiled contemptuously: "Okay! We said yes just now, won't you regret this $1 million knife?"

"No regrets!"

Yang Long already got the numbers sent by Su Lin and smiled, "Come directly!"

With that said, he chose a number, placed $100 in chips, and then dropped his phone.

Like the previous few times, he has almost no considerations, and the selection speed is extremely fast.

But Wang Yue at this time has no doubts.

But he was particularly cautious when choosing.

After all, it was a million dollars, but it wasn’t the 100,000 in the front, and even asked the younger brother to help him.

"Choose 12 numbers, which 12 do you think I choose?"

"Or should you go straight?"

A younger brother suggested to him.