"Oh, there is also this rule, then I bet 100,000." Liang Yong pretended to be surprised, with a cautious attitude, and took the chips from Lao Wu and bet on the small side tremblingly.

The dealer looked at Liang and his smile became much more charming. A typical gold-worshiping woman would flatter her when she saw the money. Although she knew that Liang would win 100,000 with this bet on the small one, she was a little worried, just because you were afraid that you would not bet or you would not be afraid of winning money. Let Liang win some small money first, and finally lose a big money.

After Liang Yong placed the bet, several people followed up. The bets on the table were worth tens of thousands. Although not a lot, they were not the worst record.

"Dear friend, are there any bets? I'm going to open the market..." The dealer tried his best to encourage him, and the big steamed bun shook hard for a while and attracted several people to bet. Then he opened the color cup, which was indeed a small spot. Liang Yong successfully won 100,000 yuan.

"Sir, I'm so lucky. I win the first bet." The dealer smiled charmingly at Liang and gave a blew kiss.

"Haha, luck, luck." Liang Yong smiled calmly, but the fifth brother's eyes became warm behind him. He was too familiar with Liang Yong and knew that since Liang Yong had taken action, there must be a big scene, and he was full of expectations.

The dealer tried hard to shake the color cup again. This time the technique was much more complicated and beautiful. The color cup flew up and down on her hands for three minutes before it was placed on the gambling table with a bang, and pulled a small vest back to cover the big steamed bun that was about to jump out.

"Dear friends, bet! Sir, please..."

Liang stared at the dealer's chest with his eyes, looked fiercely, and looked at Zhu Ge with a lustful look, and pushed ten thousand chips into the middle. He smiled foolishly: "Hehe, I'm all in."

The dealer was excited when he saw his bets getting bigger and bigger, and then he threw his eyes on Liang Yong again. When he looked down, he frowned and said, "Sir, are you betting big or small?"

The gambler next to him couldn't help laughing. The expression of Liang Yong was no different from that of looking at an idiot.

Liang Yong looked down and his old face turned red and said embarrassedly: "Hehe, I'm sorry, I didn't see the place clearly." He reached out and pushed the chips that were just betting on the center line to the left, and betting on the small again.

Seeing his posture was completely a big lucky one, he pushed his palm to the other side. The dealer trembled in his heart and thought that he was betting again, and he won again this time, but he still smiled charmingly and did not show it. He twisted his body and bewitched others to place bets to make up for the losses.

Liang Yong had already had 400,000 chips in front of him. When the dealer shook the color cup again, the technique was even more complicated and changeable. However, she was still unsure and thought that Liang Yong was just a lucky match. Judging from his lustful pig brother's appearance, he didn't look like a gambling master who could listen to the color.

In the third game, Liang used 400,000 to continue betting on the small, medium! It changed to 800,000.

In the fourth game, 800,000 will continue to bet on small, 1.6 million.

The dealer's face could no longer be stunted. He knew that he had met a master of gambling. Liang Yong had originally looked like he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. When he looked at Liang Yong, he became more charming and charming. Water could be revealed in his eyes. He was so affectionate to Liang Yong. While shaking the color cup, he called out: "Sir, I'm so awesome. I won a few games in a row, you're so bad! Bo..."

The color cup was shaken in his hand for five minutes, and suddenly exclaimed. He held the color cup with one hand, but took the other hand back to protect his chest, touching the whole big steamed bun that jumped out, and for a long time he didn't stuff the steamed bun in. The eyes of more than a dozen men at the gambling table were round, and their breathing was several times thicker. Liang Yong was so excited that his mouth opened and his saliva flowed all over the ground, and he didn't pay attention to listening to the color cup.

"Oh... I'm sorry, I'll make you laugh." The dealer blushed and placed the color cup on the gambling table. Then he straightened the big steamed buns with both hands. However, he swore fiercely in his heart: "This time I sacrificed so much and used my confusion technique. You can't hear the spots accurately!"

"Hehe, it looks so good. Is it natural? How to maintain it?" Liang Yong teased with a wicked smile, and the other men also raised their ears to show their attention.

"Hate it, I'm laughing at me. Of course, this is pure and natural. My ** has been older since I was a child. I was older than my sister-in-law's when I was in middle school. Hehe..." The dealer laughed boldly.

Liang Yong pushed the chips to the small side again, and a group of people behind him immediately followed up. At this time, they also realized that Liang Yong was a real master, winning one or two was luck, but winning four games in a row was not luck, and he was definitely a master. Seeing that Liang Yong was still betting on the small, he quickly followed up.

After a while, the dealer bet on the small chips exceeded 3 million, and the dealer was very proud. She was a little shaken and could win back the lost money in one hand.

The man in glasses was holding the 10,000 yuan chip in his hand and was excited. He reached his hand to the left and wanted to bet on the small. However, Liang Yong suddenly sighed: "I still think it's inappropriate. I've already started 7 games in a row. This game should be changed... I'll bet on the big one..."

While speaking, he moved his stack of chips across the line to the big side.

The dealer's heart was beating wildly.

Many gamblers who followed the trend were stunned. How did this guy change? What should I do? Or not.

Only the man with glasses firmly bet the chips to the right and followed Liang Yong. The others were still hesitating, and the dealer said impatiently: "I'll leave after buying it!" She didn't dare to delay. When other gamblers followed and transferred the chips to the big side, she would be compensated to death.

The game started very quickly, and other gamblers were still hesitating to open. Liang Yong won, while other gamblers bet on the small side had no time to transfer the chips, but they lost all of them. In fact, the dealer not only did not lose money, but instead made a small profit of more than 100,000 yuan.

The dealer looked at Liang Yong with a different look. He knew that it was someone who let him go, and said to Liang Yong: "Sir, do you want to go to the second floor to play a few times? Where is the scene bigger and more exciting?"

"Can I go up?" Liang Yong asked with deep thoughts when he looked at the chips in front of him. His chips were less than ten million.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter. I have the right to recommend VIPs. If I recommend you, you can go up." The dealer smiled so hard that he was sincere, but he wanted Liang Yong to leave quickly. He would be miserable if he bet a few more times. Her income was linked to the winning or losing on the gambling table. She had to bear the % of the winning or losing.

The conversation was very enthusiastic, but the gambler next to him who lost money became impatient and complained: "What are you doing? You can't start the game." Looking at Liang Yong, his expression was obviously not good, and he said to himself: "You are a traitor, which makes us lose money."

The dealer pretended not to hear it, and continued to smile at Liang Yong, waved to the side, and a waiter came over. The dealer muttered a few words in her ear. The waiter looked at Liang Yong with a much respectful expression, and came over to Liang Yong to make a gesture of inviting him and said, "Sir, please follow me."
Chapter completed!