10. Sit in the bank

Ding Dang didn't care about his reaction at all, and went straight into the crowd, shouting and shouting for a while, and found that the stakes of these people were too small, and he felt very bored.

He looked left and right, couldn't help but let out a long yawn, and was about to go home to sleep, but a guy with a dog skin plaster on his forehead made him change his mind.

Although this guy doesn't look good-looking, his luck is so good that he actually won four times in a row at the moment when Ding Dang yawned.

Win and win, there is still an expression on his face that he can't tell whether he is proud or proud, despises everyone, and sings loudly: Uncle, I am happy and happy, I am so happy that I won the silver of the white flowers, and after winning yours, I won his, and won you to go home bare-chested.

Ding Dang couldn't help but "hum" for a while, and said secretly: This outsider is really arrogant, he dares to win our money in Huangshi Town, and he doesn't wipe his eyes to see what kind of place this is, he wins if he wins, and he is still so arrogant, I want to see who is going home naked today.

Just thinking about it, the guy won the fifth handful.

Hmph, it looks like a crab, and it really has two hands. Ding Dang thought unconvinced.

What, I actually won the sixth handful.

It's doubtful how this guy's luck is so good. Ding Dang couldn't help but pick his nostrils, he was already a little ready to move.

Wow, he actually started betting on the seventh again.

In my opinion, this guy must have gotten a ghost somewhere, otherwise, how could he have won every time. Hmph, as the chief scoop of the white road and the underworld in Huangshi Town, the king of gambling, I don't allow anyone to dare to make a thousand dollars on my territory, let alone allow a foreigner to keep winning, otherwise, where does the majesty of our Huangshi Town exist, and how can I have the face of the king of gambling who is invincible all over the world.

Ding Dang thought, I have to teach him a lesson.

If he is allowed to be arrogant like this, he must think that there is no capable person in Yellowstone Town, hmph, if you want to make a ghost here, you are still a little tender.

Thinking of this, he didn't feel sleepy, and immediately squeezed into the crowd.

The dog skin plaster pushed a large handful of silver piled up in front of him forward, and just wanted to place this seventh bet, Ding Dang suddenly stopped him and shouted: Wait a minute.

The dog skin plaster squinted his eyes, glanced at him with his spare eyes, and said with a smile: Hey, little brother, do you want to buy it or not, if you want to buy it, hurry up and pay the silver, and if you don't buy it, hurry up and walk.

Ding Dang patted his chest, looked very horizontal, and shouted: Who said that I don't buy it, if you want to bet, you can bet a little bigger, and you will always be grinding like this, even if you gamble until the 21st century, you can't finish gambling. Speaking of this, he picked up the dice in the middle and shook it in his hand, and shouted: Okay, bet, now, by the young master to sit in the village, buy a big bet, buy a small bet, buy a set of hands, cover the account will not be refunded.

The dog skin plaster snatched the dice back from his hand again, and then, Ding Dang's whole body looked up and down, and suddenly laughed, pointed at him and said: Wait a minute, who said that you should sit in the village. Young master, you are still a young master for your virtue. If you want to sit in the bank, do you have any silver?

The crowd let out a chorus of echo laughter.

The people who don't know Ding Dang really look down on him a little, and the people who know him have already secretly taken back the silver that has been bet, because they know that as soon as this little demon king comes, it will be no good thing, so let's quickly take the silver back and force the limelight, if you don't get it, it will really be empty.

Hearing this, Ding Dang sneered, and then, taking out a cloth bag with a drum from his arms, shook it at him a few times, made a loud noise, and shouted: I have more silver to crush you.

In order to show off that the silver in his pocket was real, he also deliberately took a piece out of it and shook it in front of people.

However, if you pick up the ingot and look closely, you may find great doubts.

But no one did.

The guys who knew Ding Dang's personality were all hiding to the side and forcing trouble, and those who came to the town for the first time could not have imagined that this little demon king would dare to tease them like this. What's more, at this time, everyone has already gambled on red eyes, who has the heart to check the authenticity of his silver.

The dog skin plaster looked at the drumming money bag he threw in the middle, smiled proudly, and with that expression, as if the silver in this pocket was already his, he nodded at the small-eyed man sitting in the village, and said: Okay, okay, you can let our eldest young master come to the village. Hmph, young master.

Obviously, the "little eye" also came to Yellowstone Town for the first time, so he didn't have the slightest doubt about Ding Dang's character, threw the bowl and dice to Ding Dang, stood aside, and watched the changes.

Ding Dang threw the dice into the bowl, boom, boom, shake a few times, the technique is extremely skillful, not like a child at all, waving the shaking dice, shouting at the onlookers: Buy, buy, buy quickly, buy it and leave it quickly, buy more, buy less, if you don't buy it, you can stay where it is cool, don't delay this young master to win the silver, hey, have you all done it.

The silver picked up by the dog skin plaster has not been put down, but he suddenly changed his mind, waved his hand at Ding Dang, and said: Little brother, since you want to gamble more enjoyable, I don't think we can divide the dealer and the housekeeper, why don't we just roll the dice directly, and win or lose by comparing the size, how about it?

Ding Dang threw the big bowl of dice on the ground and shouted, "Good, good, good, just what I want." Outsiders are guests, you can say whatever you want, since the idea is what you came up with, then you can come first.

The dog skin plaster did not back down, grabbed the dice, threw it into the bowl, shook it in mid-air, shook it for a while, as if he couldn't make up his mind, the hand that shook the dice refused to put it down, bang, bang, bang.

At this time, the onlookers held their breath, as if the slightest movement would startle his points away, and even the little thin horse tied to the iron ring at the door of the tea shed tensed its mouth, stretched its neck, pricked up its ears, and peeked its head out of the top of people's heads to watch the situation develop.

At this moment, except for the three dice that were buckled in the big bowl of the dog skin plaster, which were shaken, banged, and rattled, there was silence all around.

The boring noise from this long-term shaking made Ding Dang a little restless, and kept urging him: Hey, uncle, are you gambling or selling ecstasy, shoot, hurry up, do you want the dice to lay cubs in your hands.

Hearing this, there was an immediate uproar around him.