Chapter 133: Life is like a play
Song Liang immediately closed his mouth, he was originally a person who was strong on the outside and strong in the middle, bullying the weak and afraid of the hard.
"Good knife!" Tu Xiaotian, who was standing behind Zhong Wanqiu, suddenly spoke, "This hero must be the world-famous Su Jian, and only Su Jian can be so confident in his sword!"
Su Jian didn't deny it, not denying it is a kind of acquiescence!
"But Su Daxia, in our territory, we should always give us a little face, and let us also mention a little condition," Tu Xiaotian's tone was very polite.
In fact, this is already the biggest concession that the casino people can make.
"You say," Su Jian listened attentively, gambling on other people's heads, this is not a reasonable thing.
"One thousand taels of silver, let's bet on two heads," Tu Xiaotian said with a smile.
"Could it be that my head is also worth five hundred taels?" Of course, Su Jian understood what Tu Xiaotian meant.
"Hehe! Su Daxia said that no matter whose life is worth five hundred taels, there is no distinction between high and low human life," Tu Xiaotian said with a smile.
"Okay, that's a good idea, can we get started?" asked Su Jian.
"Please!" Zhong Wanqiu waved his hand, and the gambling table in front of him was immediately cleaned up.
"What does Su Daxia want to bet on, how to bet?" Zhong Wanqiu said with a generous wave of his hand.
"We'll bet on the simplest kind of dice, because I won't be either," Su Jian said seriously.
Zhong Wanqiu laughed, and everyone laughed!
This guy is obviously here to die, and some old gamblers who have been immersed in this way for many years can lose here and can only go home bare-assed.
What's more, an idiot who is not even familiar with gambling!
The dice bobbed back and forth in the cup, making a crisp and pleasant crashing sound.
There is only one dice in the dice cup, and they play the simplest and most primitive betting.
The eyes of all gamblers are constantly rolling around with the dealer's hand, and it is the first time they have seen this kind of cross-century gamble.
No one is willing to gamble with their lives, let alone two lives!
Song Buffalo's red bull's eyes also looked very excited.
He didn't seem to understand, once Su Jian lost the bet, what would it mean to him?
One thousand taels of snowflakes and silver were neatly placed on the gambling table, and Zhong Wanqiu's mouth had a smug smile on the corner.
He has never lost in his life.
His confidence in gambling is like Su Jian's knife to himself.
Seven of the people who gambled with him have been hanged because they went bankrupt!
What's more, this is still the easiest way to bet on the big and small?
Su Jian will definitely die if he bets at six o'clock! Zhong Wanqiu trusts the kung fu in the hands of the dealer very much.
Even if he closes his eyes and rolls the dice a thousand times, he won't get a big one!
He, Tu Xiaotian, and Song Liang all had a cruel smile in their eyes.
This gamble was already prepared by them, waiting for Su Jian to come and send him to death!
Because they knew that if Su Jian wanted to repay Shang Yan's medicine debt as soon as possible, there was no other way than to gamble.
Of course, this secret news was also told to them by Gramophon, and the three of them were Gramophon's most loyal lackeys.
Therefore, Yan Liusheng naturally would not kill Song Liang for no reason.
Of course, he would not really fall in love with Song Xueru, any beautiful woman, to him, is just a piece of clothing, a plaything.
What Yan Gramophon really wants is to dominate the world and become the world's number one master!
He may be able to kill Su Jian with one sword, and when he was in the thatched hut, Yan Liusheng had a very confident and grasp of himself.
But he felt that it was really boring to do that, he wanted to watch Su Jian die slowly, without dignity, and it was best to die after being tortured.
Gramophon likes to control beautiful women, and prefers to play with the world's masters!
"Smack!"
When the dice cup was loudly buckled on the table, all the gamblers stretched their necks and widened their eyes, looking forward to the moment when the dice were opened.
"Open!" the dealer shouted, the dice cup was opened, and everyone's faces changed except for Su Jian and the buffalo.
"It's really six o'clock!"
"It's amazing! Very few people win the dealer, and they win by hand!"
"Master Su, do you accept apprentices? My family runs a racecourse, and some of them have money to honor you!"
"Cut! It's just a matter of luck, if you have the ability to win again, the uncle will really convince him!"
“......”
"You won?" Zhong Wanqiu's face was full of disbelief.
"I won!" Su Jian's tone was very flat, as if he was not surprised by this result at all.
"How did you win?" Zhong Wanqiu seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be asking Su Jian.
"That dice, in the dice cup turned seventy-nine times, if I turn one more time, I will lose! The dealer is early!" As soon as Su Jian said this, the audience was shocked!
Is this true?
The dealer has never missed, what is the situation today?
Also, this kid actually said that the dice turned seventy-nine times in the dice cup?
But in the end, they did win, no matter what they said, it made sense!
The one who wins the money is the uncle! The one who loses the money is the grandson!
"This thousand taels of silver belongs to Su Daxia!" Zhong Wanqiu said with a wry smile.
"It seems to be," Su Jian said lightly.
"Are you interested in gambling again?" asked Zhong Wanqiu through gritted teeth.
"Can't anyone who wins money leave?" Su Jian said coldly.
"This ...... Of course, that's not what I mean," Zhong Wanqiu said.
"Then what do you mean?" asked Su Jianqiu.
"Okay, let's go!" Zhong Wanqiu waved his hand, and his straight and straight body sitting in the chair suddenly bent and shriveled.
It's like a defeated rooster.
"Can you exchange this silver for me for a silver ticket?" asked Su Jian.
No matter who has a hundred or ten catties of silver on them, it will be particularly inconvenient to move.
"Hehe! Of course you can!" Zhong Wanqiu smiled bitterly again.
So two brand-new silver tickets with a denomination of five hundred taels were sent to Su Jian.
Three old tiled houses, a small courtyard surrounded by adobe bricks, this is the home of the buffalo.
As soon as Su Jian sent the buffalo home, the buffalo's alcohol seemed to be sober for the most part.
"Good boy, I knew you would repay me, not only to send me home, but also to give me half of the silver ticket, wouldn't you?"
"You're not drunk?" Su Jian asked coldly.
"Hehe, sometimes drunk is waking up, waking up is drunk, so why do you have to tell so clearly?" said the buffalo with a smile on his snow-white teeth.
"You're not as simple as your sister said?" Su Jiandao.
"If I were too simple, I would have let Song Liang's old Wang Ba kill a long time ago, and my sister had already been ruined by him and sold to the kiln," the buffalo urn said, "In the past five years, the old Wang Ba has wanted to kill me at least eighteen times, but now I am still alive!"
"So what you did in the casino was all for him to see?" Su Jian was shocked in his heart.
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