"I've bought it and I won't accept bets."

After the dealer said that, he was embarrassed by a small white ivory ball at the edge of the roulette, and at the same time it was rotating the roulette. The ball and the roulette were turning against each other, and the gambler at the gambling table also stared at the small ball.

"Black, black, black."

"Red, red."

“12,12.”

“1,7,20,32.”

The guys who bet all kinds of bets were watching and shouting the numbers or colors of their bets. Annick didn't care. He just crossed his fingers on the table, blocking half of his cross section behind his hands, leaving only his eyes looking at the roulette.

"Dangdang, dang, dang."

The speed of the ivory ball slowly decreased, and finally it was about to stop in the black 17 area. The people who bought black and number 17 were already celebrating, and loud noises broke out. Following Annick, who bought red, were also complaining in a low voice. Annick glanced at the ball that was not stable, then gently lifted the index finger of his left hand, waved it down, and then put it back.

The ivory ball seemed to be pushed by a small force, shaking again, and finally crossed the raised weft line between 17 and 18, falling steadily in the red area of ​​the number 18.

"Hmm? That's OK?"

"It's all your fault that you celebrated so loudly."

"It's not that your voice is too loud? My thirty-five times of my bonus is gone."

The two gamblers even started fighting. After seeing this, the dealer winked and walked out of four fiercely-looking plaid shirts from the corner, and then threw out the two guys who had already beaten to death.

"Sir, you are so lucky." After the dealer said that, he swept back the pile of chips that failed the prediction, and then paid the reward to the person who predicted the prediction according to the proportion.

The dealer knew that the ivory ball and roulette were from his own side. The opponent had never even touched the roulette and small balls, so he would definitely not be able to cheat. Most of the people who paid thousands in the casino were in poker. Although the roulette was not winning fast enough, it was a place where most gamblers thought they made money purely by luck.

"It should be said that this lady is lucky, but I just stuck to her luck."

Annick said indifferently, and then the dealer handed over ten pounds of chips in his pile.

"Yes, why don't I know that I'm so lucky? Then next time you bet on the black, I will bet on it all this time."

Marlin didn't know if she was cooperating or said a little angry.

"No problem, then I'll bet on the black this time."

Annick pushed all his chips forward and pressed them all against the black area. The dealer swallowed and asked, "Sir, how much have you bet? Are you sure?"

"It's only one hundred and fifty pounds, I believe in my female companion's luck."

This time, the gamblers around believed it a little. Five or six of them followed suit and put a few pounds of chips. More people shook their heads and chose red or single-pressed double-pressed numbers.

The dealer looked at the chips in the red and black areas, and the difference was not big, and then he shouted with confidence: "Buy it and leave it, and you won't accept betting now."

He deliberately changed another ivory ball and showed it to everyone with a magnet before throwing it to make sure there is no iron core inside.

"Dangdangdangdang."

This time the strength seemed to be a little bigger, the ball was spinning around the roulette wildly, and the gambler on the side was also jumping with a bang.

Ten seconds later, the ball fell steadily on 23. This time, Annick smiled and looked at the dealer. This time he didn't even need to move his fingers, and he steadily brought three hundred pounds.

"My luck is really so good?"

Marlin couldn't believe it, and then stared at the small ball on the roulette. She knew that there must be a ghost in it, but she didn't know how the young guy in front of her did it.

"Give, sir, your three hundred pounds of chips."

The dealer wiped his sweat, and it was not surprising that he won twice, but the young men and women were too big and too ostentatious. If the gamblers at the gambling table followed him and his good luck came a few more times, it would bring thousands of pounds to the casino.

"Thank you, I'll perform a magic trick for you. Come and see. If the chip is engraved with numbers and the club pattern is engraved with the party's side, any person on the scene pops upwards. If the chip falls on the opposite side, I'll give you this chip. What, come twice."

"If it is landing directly, you won't ask us for ten pounds, right? I don't have any money."

An old figure emerged from the crowd, causing everyone to discuss.

"If it is landed head-on, I will win, and I will start to find the next lucky person to participate in the game, and there is no need for the loser to do anything. By the way, sir, are you willing to participate?"

"Okay, anyway, it's useless to make money, why don't you participate?"

After hearing the sound, everyone moved the road away. A man with a rosacea, his head was bald and his temples were gray.

"Then, you can take out one of the chips in this pile and throw it into the air."

Annick confidently pushed out a bunch of chips on the side of the card table. Rosacea carefully searched for it, and finally chose a chip. It seemed that it had been used many times. The red pigment on it had faded and the font was a little blurred.

"That's it, just throw it up?"

"Yes, if you throw it up and land on this table, it will probably turn for a few weeks, and finally fall, it will determine whether you can take this chip."

After listening to the rosacea, he placed the chips between his thumb and index finger, and then gently bounced them up.

"bite."

The chips rolled upwards and flew about half a yard high, then landed on the gambling table and spun like a dancer. Everyone held their breath and stared at it, waiting for it to slow down.

Annick's eyes turned slightly golden, and then his index finger was gently raised upwards and pressed heavily on his left hand.

The chips slowed down, and then gently swung their heads up on the table for a few times, lying steadily in the center of the table.

"Yale Yeale, my luck today has also been tainted with Miss Marlene's good luck. Old sir, you can't take this chip away."

Rosacea looked at the chips in the center of the card table and muttered in a low voice: "This guy obviously raises my appetite, but he really won't give me the meat."

Everyone's eyes began to change when they looked at Annick, and some even whispered that they wanted to join them.

The dealer's sweat was getting more and more. He knew that the young man in a black dress must have some strange abilities, but he just didn't see it. Is it better to notify the boss, but he can't just drive people or catch them because the gambler won you two hundred pounds, so that his casino's reputation will be ruined.
Chapter completed!