Chapter 52 Perhaps, Win?

Huang Bo secretly scolded and hurriedly explained: "Old Meng, don't be angry, I just knew the identity of that person, we have been friends for more than ten years, can't you still believe me as a person?" ”

"Humph!" Meng Shicheng snorted coldly with a calm face, and said lightly: "Friends are just selling it?" ”

Huang Bo looked bitter, holding the bottle of green tea silently, it was useless for him to explain it now, after all, the disciple of the Southeast Asian gambling king was sitting on the gambling table.

"Haha! Just so I was thirsty, thank you! Xu Qing took a handful of green tea from Huang Bo's hand, lifted his neck and poured two sips, and said slowly: "Brother Huang, while you still have time, tell me what the Southeast Asian gambling king is?" ”

Huang Bo smiled awkwardly, and concisely told him what he knew about the deeds of the gambling king.

Southeast Asian gambling king surname Gao Mingshun, ancestral home in Jinan, Shandong, a hand gambling skills, has been five consecutive years to all the gambling championship champions, and in the Southeast Asian gambling king competition won five times in a row, he is best at dice and stud, rumored to the dice box to his hand want to shake out a few points can get a few points, listen to the dice is also a must. His personal disciple has been strictly trained in these two gambling techniques since he was a child, and if Xu Qing didn't make a surprise move just now, I am afraid that the other party will hear the dice points.

Gao Shun is rumored to be seventy years old, swept the Southeast Asian gambling world without a defeat, after he won the championship of the gambling king competition for a few years, he retired bravely, completely faded out of the gambling world, the legend about him is still circulated among the major famous casinos, some people say that he has a special function, some people say that he is a master of psychology, hypnotism, and there is a rumor that he was defeated in the hands of a mysterious person, and since then he has been hidden in the mountains and forests.

Rumors do not know whether it is true or false, Gao Shun has become a legend in the world gambling world, and his deeds have been made into a movie, but with a pseudonym, according to reliable information, the cold-faced man sitting on the gambling table is one of Gao Shun's personal disciples, known as the cold-faced ghost hand.

As for why he was invited by Baishengjun to help with boxing, it is unknown, judging from the fact that the surname Bai can rest assured to give him hundreds of millions to participate in gambling, this person's identity should be true.

After listening to Huang Bo's narration, Meng Shicheng and Tang Guobin were stunned, and their trust in Xu Qing's good luck was invisibly greatly reduced, luck is not something that comes from time to time, but gambling skills are accumulated through years of hard work, and it is naturally self-evident which one is more reliable.

Xu Qing stuck out his tongue in surprise and said, "Brother Huang, why don't you help me get the money back, won't we gamble?" ”

Meng Tang and the others also looked at Huang Bo in unison, now it is the turn of the cold-faced ghost to shake the dice, in case someone also plays a trick to shake or fold the dice or something, wouldn't there be even the slightest chance?

Huang Bo shook his head with a wry smile and said: "There are gambling rules, and the money is like splashing water, and I can't stop gambling halfway......"

At this moment, the dealer shouted at the top of his voice: "It's time to rest, please take your seat." ”

Xu Qing raised his neck and drank the green tea in his hand, threw the empty bottle to the ground, stepped on it flat, gritted his teeth and said: "Paralyzed, no matter what the hell he has, salty pig hands, in front of my brother, the gods and horses are all floating clouds." After speaking, he strode towards the gambling table, and there was a lot of wind and cold, and he was strong and domineering.

"Good Qingzi, worthy of being my brother Tang Guobin!"

Tang Guobin swung his fist fiercely, as if this punch was going to smash into the face of the cold-faced ghost.

"I have a hunch, maybe Qingzi will win......" Tang Guobin looked at Xu Qing's back and said to himself, now it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses, this courage alone has made his blood stir.

Xu Qing sat on the chair, took a chip and bit it at the corner of his mouth, pushed it with both palms, and pushed all the chips in front of him to the center of the table, then took out the check from his pocket and shook it over.

"Raise, 150 million."

This check was won from Bai Shengjun in the Gambling Stone Competition, and before it could be cashed, it was thrown out and added to the original 210 million, a total of 360 million, which is the wealth that amazes how many rich people, and now it is all concentrated on this small gambling table.

The cold-faced ghost's eyes shrank like a needle, so that the money in his hand was all pressed up and there was still a difference of 10 million, although he was sure of winning this game, but he couldn't help but tremble, since his debut, he was the first time to participate in this kind of super-large gambling game, and he felt that the cells in his whole body began to be excited.

Seven checks were thrown in the center of the gambling table like scrap paper, and the cold-faced man took out a check and wrote a few strokes, tore off one and blew it out.

The last check with a denomination of 10 million floated onto the messy stack of chips, and the cold-faced man's ten-finger ring clasped the bottom of the dice box, and his arm shook rapidly.

Puff puff puff -

The rapid impact sound was like a rainstorm hitting the tiles on the roof, and the dice box turned into an afterimage with the arm, flickering left and right, flying uncertainly, even the dealer felt that his eyes were blurred, and the root could not capture the exact location of the dice box.

Xu Qing was still holding the chip in his mouth, holding his cheeks to enjoy the performance of the cold-faced ghost hand, he also couldn't see the arc of the dice box swinging, so he simply squinted and watched the changes.

Syllable!

The dice box fell, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the cold-faced man's forehead, he leaned forward slightly, pushed the dice box to the dealer, and then sighed lightly, and said coldly: "Guess!" ”

Xu Qing's right eyelid jumped, the three numbers in the dice box jumped into his eyes, his expression changed slightly, and then returned to normal, and he secretly said in his heart: Good guy, the apprentice of the gambling king really has two brushes, and this kind of point can be shaken, but when you meet your brother, you are still a floating cloud......

Two fingers slowly reached to his lips, clamped the chip, raised the corners of his mouth, and unhurriedly pressed the chip on a set of numbers in front of the dealer.

"Three sixes, leopards!"

A broken cry resounded through the hall, and the cold-faced man's eyes flashed with two essences, and his lips trembled slightly, as if he had something to say, but after all, he still didn't spit out half a word.

"This kid, take the money and waste it!" Tang Guobin screamed, but a strange smile appeared on Meng Shicheng's face, and he saw a hint from the expression of the cold-faced ghost, perhaps, Qingzi, won.