Chapter Ninety-Two: The Unlucky Banker
There are three dice on the table, two of which are stacked on top of each other, with the upward side being a "one" and the other falling to the side with a "five" on the upward side.
"One... One plus five gets six! ”
The dealer rolled his eyes when he saw this result, and he almost fainted.
"Why is this all right?" The dealer only felt a sweet taste spreading in his throat, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Then, he stared at the big man who had just hit the table, and shouted, "You're in the same group as him, aren't you?" You're out of the woods! ”
Dahan looked around inexplicably, and finally pointed to himself uncertainly: "Me? You're talking about me? ”
The dealer sneered: "Who else can you say if you don't say it?" Your bump was definitely deliberate..."
"Hey! What are you chirping about? Do you want to give money or not? Chen Fei felt sorry for his lucky time and unceremoniously interrupted the dealer's words.
The dealer snorted angrily, pointed at the two and said, "You still have the face to ask for money?" According to the rules, either lose money tenfold, or cut off a hand! ”
As he spoke, the dealer glanced behind him, and immediately five thugs stepped forward.
"What do you mean? Am I out of the old man? I don't know him, how can I come up with a thousand words? ”
Chen Fei was angry, pointed to the dice on the table and said, "And how do I know that you will stack the dice together, if you don't stack the dice together, the points of the dice will not change if you hit the table... That's right! You're deliberately stacking the dice together, so you're the one who comes out on top! ”
As soon as Chen Fei said, the rest of the people also coaxed.
"That's it! If you can't afford to lose, don't open a casino. ”
"Hey, hey, I'm laughing to death, is this called stealing chickens and rice? Hahaha! ”
"Haha, I tried to play a little trick but ended up pitting myself miserably, and I laughed to death. Hahaha! ”
"Whew! Lao Tzu also bet, so Lao Tzu is also out of the thousands? Hurry up, hand over the money, or Lao Tzu will find someone to smash your gambling house! ”
"That's it, hand over the money!"
The people who bet with Chen Fei began to shout, and with the coaxing of the onlookers next to them, the gambling table suddenly made a mess.
The dealer didn't dare to really let the thug come forward, after all, he was at a loss in this matter.
Just as the two parties were confronting each other, the steward of the gambling house hurried over with people.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's going on? The steward pushed the man away and tried to squeeze inside.
One of the people he pushed away fell to the side unsteadily, and in a hurry he grabbed the clothes of the people around him.
The person who was caught in the clothes happened to be a thug called by the dealer, carrying a stick in his hand, he was pulled, lost his balance, and subconsciously reached out to pull the dealer. But he ignored the stick in his hand......
"Hey! Behind you! Chen Fei kindly reminded.
The dealer subconsciously turned around to look, only to see a thick black stick hitting his crotch, so fast that he didn't have time to react.......
"Bang!"
The dealer's eyes widened in vain, and then his face was distorted, and beads of sweat as if they were not money.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." The thug fell to the ground with an apologetic smile.
The dealer just stood in the same position as when he was hit, motionless.
"Hey, are you alright?" The steward leaned forward and asked worriedly.
The dealer patted the steward on the shoulder with a bitter face, "I'll leave it to you next." After saying that, he fell down heroically with his crotch in his arms, and let out a roar like a pig.
"Ah!!h
All.......
The dealer fell, and the steward's face was not very good-looking, he glanced at everyone and asked arrogantly: "Can anyone tell me what is going on, otherwise no one will want to get out of this gambling house today!" ”
To be able to open a gambling house in Chang'an City, there must be some background behind it, not to mention that these people who play in the outfield are some small people in the market who have unrealistic dreams of making a fortune, and there is nothing to be afraid of at all.
Most of the people knew this steward, and knew that he had some background, and when they saw him speak, they did not speak.
"Hmph, such an arrogant steward, it's a threat when he comes up, but it's a standard dogleg!"
The steward was furious when he heard this, and pointed at the big man who spoke and scolded: "Bold! How dare you talk to me like that, do you know that I am... Hiss! ”
The steward gasped in fright when he saw the person who was speaking.
"Old... Lao He, he, he... And this big man should be in a group, they are out of the thousands! The dealer who fell to the ground pointed to Chen Fei and the two big men and said, not realizing that the steward's face was already frightened green.
"You know, isn't it the Cui family's lackey? It's really weird, don't you know Lao Tzu? Dahan pointed to his face and said arrogantly.
The steward was so frightened that his legs weakened, and he knelt directly on the ground: "I know, how can the villain not know the little grandfather?" ”
The big man is Cheng Chumo, the eldest son of Cheng Biting Jin, and the big man who came later is this son Cheng Chuliang.
As a well-known little bully in Chang'an City, how many people dare to provoke? What's more, the Cheng family and the Cui family still have a family relationship.
"Lao He, what did you say? What little grandfather? The dealer didn't react, and asked painfully while holding his crotch.
The steward can't wait to slap this short-eyed bastard to death now, who is not good to provoke, to provoke Cheng Chumo? Isn't this fucking looking for death?
"Smack!" The steward slapped the dealer in the face and said to the big man behind him, "Drag him down." ”
The thugs in the back ignored the dealer's wailing and dragged people away like dead dogs.
"Don't worry, little grandfather, this person doesn't know etiquette and offended the little grandfather, I will send someone to discipline him well."
Cheng Chumo nodded, and suddenly pointed to the money on the table and said, "Then this game..."
The steward was a man with eyes, so he just straightened up and glanced at the table to know what was going on, and hurriedly smiled: "Of course, the money will be given according to the price, the little grandfather can rest assured, the little one will prepare the money immediately." ”
Cheng Yanjin waved his hand: "This is not my money, I should give the money to this little brother." ”
The steward smiled flatteringly at Chen Fei, and immediately got up to prepare the money.
"Thank you, a... Ay? Are you Uncle Cheng's son? The more Chen Fei looked at it, the more he felt that these two people looked like an old bastard surnamed Cheng, and just now he heard the steward call "little grandfather", guessing that these two people were Cheng Yanjin's sons.
Cheng Chuliang said strangely: "Huh? Do you know my father, and you still call him uncle? It's weird, how come I've never seen you? ”
Chen Fei took out the token and glanced at Cheng Chumo, and said, "This is a token given to me by Uncle Cheng, I just partnered with Uncle Cheng to open a mosquito coil shop." ”
Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang showed expressions of sudden realization, and then laughed: "Haha, it turned out to be a family after a long time." ”
Then, Cheng Chumo affectionately put his arm on Chen Fei's shoulders and said sneakily: "Boy, I see that you have a good momentum today, do you want to go to the infield to play two together?" ”
Khan, I found that the previous chapter number was wrong, and it has been corrected, sorry everyone~
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