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Chapter 200 Under the Casino Storm

"Hey, that's quite generous. It's enough to exchange for the gold ingots outside. I think your shopkeeper thinks that the old guy in front of you can take over us?"

Hearing the fool's teasing, the maid smiled, pointed at the table and said, "Sir, it's starting over there."

When Zhu Ganglie heard this, he quickly turned around and saw that the old man was holding a dice cup and shaking it from side to side.

"Wait a minute." Just as Zhu Ganglie squinted to see if the old man had done anything, Lang Fei on the side suddenly stopped him.

"What? Boy, are you afraid?"

Lang Fei shook his head, took the banknote from Zhu Ganglie's hand, smiled at the old man and said: "I'm tired of playing outside buying big and small, why don't we change the way we play?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this, frowned and said, "How do you say that?"

"How about you roll the dice and let us guess the points?"

"How do you calculate the odds?"

"One for one"

"Boy, how dare you look down on me like this?"

The old man couldn't figure out Lang Fei's intention. Some of the dice in the inner hall were filled with lead. Maybe someone with some attainments in gambling could tell it by ear, but for a real master, that kind of trick was enough.

Disdain to use it. As far as the old man is concerned, if he is in charge, relying on the shaking cup technique that he has been immersed in for many years, he will have a big stool and a small pee. Not to mention the Zhou Kingdom, even in the entire Seven Kingdoms of Northern Heaven.

In the gambling world, there are only a handful of people who can beat him.

"Since you want to humiliate yourself, boy, I will help you."

The old man snorted coldly and stretched out his hand to pick up the dice cup. He folded his hands for a while, then shook them in the wind. He changed the way he played with the cup several times, and finally slapped the dice cup on the table.

"Boy, guess."

Lang Fei closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then opened his eyes and smiled slightly, saying: "I guess eighteen o'clock, leopard at six o'clock."

When the old man heard this, his eyes flashed, he nodded, and slowly opened the dice cup.

"Haha, old guy, you lost." When he saw the numbers on the three dice, the idiot chuckled, turned to the maid and said, "Girl, two more."

When the maid handed over two more silver notes worth one million taels, the old man glanced sideways at the three of them calmly, then picked up the dice cup and started shaking it again.

"Boy, guess again."

Seeing the old man putting the dice cup on the table again, Lang Fei pondered for a moment, then opened his eyes and said with a hint of surprise: "One point."

"This kid, it's like you can see inside the dice cup." The old man shook the cup for the first time as a test. Although he was just surprised when Lang Fei guessed it, this second time, Lang Fei was still

He quickly answered the number of the dice, which made the old man feel a little suspicious.

"Wait until I use my means again." After a thought, the old man's little finger moved slightly, revealing an undetectable gap between the dice cup and the table, and then injected a stream of energy into it.

"Wait a minute." Lang Fei, who was observing the old man's expression, shouted low, pondered for a moment, then looked at the old man with a half-smile and said, "Hey, I changed my mind. This number should be thirty-three."

"What?" When Lang Fei said it was one o'clock just now, Zhu Ganglie and Wang Zifu were surprised. Now when they heard his change of words, they immediately looked at Lang Fei in surprise.

As we all know, there are three dice, from three to ten o'clock is the small one, and from eleven to eighteen o'clock is the large one. Not to mention what Lang Fei guessed before he changed his mind, even the current thirty-three o'clock is really incredible.

Seeing the two people beside him winking at him, Lang Fei seemed to be unaware and stared at the old man as if he didn't see anything.

"Old man, you should drive it."

Glancing at Lang Fei, who had a playful smile on his face, the old man didn't dare to do anything about it anymore, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and open the lid of the cup.

"Ah?" As soon as the lid of the cup was opened, the two idiots were dumbfounded. They saw three dice standing side by side, leaning against each other. Half of the five and six o'clock points of each dice were facing up. After counting,

It's not exactly thirty-three o'clock.

"This... this." When the two fools were still surprised, Lang Fei clapped his hands together a few times, and then praised the old man: "What a brilliant technique."

"Hmph." The old man curled his lips disapprovingly and replied, "Your ear skills are not bad either."

Hearing his tone, Lang Fei knew that the old man was still dissatisfied, so he smiled lightly and said: "Since we still have means, why not compete again."

"Exactly what I want." The old man responded bitterly, winked at the maid, and when she was full of reluctance, handed over four more banknotes. The old man picked up the dice cup and shook it vigorously again.

.

"Plop, tap." The banging sound in the dice cup became more and more urgent until it was shaken by the old man and could not be distinguished. Finally, accompanied by a sharp friction sound, it was slapped into the table for three points. "

"Hoo Chi, Hoo Chi." The old man gasped loudly and said to Lang Fei with a solemn face: "Guess."

"This old guy won't shed tears until he sees the coffin. It doesn't matter. I will play with you and make you convinced that you lost." With the thought in his mind, Lang Fei closed his eyes and silently, and secretly pointed his fingers under the table to fight across the mountain.

The ox's technique is to send a stream of infuriating energy in the direction of the dice cup.

The old man didn't notice what he was doing. Seeing that he was silent for a long time, the old man smiled coldly and said, "Boy, what do you think? Why are you mute?"

Hearing the old man's sarcasm, Lang Fei slowly opened his eyes, smiled lightly, and said: "There is no point in it."

"Haha, kid, you can't guess if you can't guess, but why are you talking nonsense? Could it be that the three dice I just put in this cup have disappeared?"

After laughing for a while, the old man saw Lang Fei's calm expression and couldn't help but snorted coldly and opened the lid of the cup.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?" The old man was looking at Lang Fei, wanting to see his frustrated expression, but then he saw Zhu and Wang snickering. In surprise, he lowered his head and saw that there was nothing in the cup at this time.

There was no dice, but a pile of powder was left scattered at the bottom of the cup.

"You..." the old man pointed at Lang Fei, feeling extremely horrified. Thinking about Lang Fei's excellent ear skills, the old man took out a trick and skillfully used force to block the two ends of the dice in the cup, dividing them into six triangular dices, like this

It was a killing situation with six sides in the sky and a total of sixty-three. His method was superb, but I didn't expect Lang Fei to be even more clever, and I didn't see him move much, and the dice in the cup turned into a pile of powder."

"Hahahaha, old guy, let me see if you have anything else to say."

Zhu Ganglie had long disliked him, so when this happened, he naturally took advantage of the opportunity and made sarcastic remarks.

"You dare to come to my Haolie Zhai to cause trouble without showing off your tricks. Look where this place is. Come on. Come on." Just as the old man fell back on his chair and stared at the three of them silently, someone from behind the painting

Suddenly there was a loud shout, and then the secret door opened, and several burly men jumped out.

"Slow...slow...wait, they...cough cough." The old man tried to sit up from the chair tremblingly, but he didn't know that he had been so agitated by the fool just now that he still hadn't come back to his senses. He was now anxious and violent.

started to cough.

"Master Xu, don't worry. Since you can't win by being soft, then we'll attack hard." The man in brocade comforted the old man and shouted to the thugs around him: "Brothers, follow me."

Zhang Dahu was also impatient. What the old man said just now was that Lang Fei and the others were not to be trifled with, but he didn't wait for the old man to finish speaking and directly swarmed up with a group of people.

"Hey, you're good to go." Zhu Ganglie and Wang Zifu stood up at the same time, and stopped the thugs on the left and right, leaving the big tiger alone with Lang Fei.

"Boy, lie down for Master Hu." Zhang Dahu didn't doubt that he was there. He ran away, raised his fist and hit Lang Fei.

"Hmph." Seeing Zhang Dahu coming to attack, Lang Fei stood up calmly, gathered some energy in his palms, and raised his arms to greet him with an indifferent expression.

Seeing Lang Fei being so unconcerned, Zhang Dahu felt secretly happy, secretly thinking that his family would not be able to deal with a handsome guy like Lang Fei with thin arms and legs.

But as soon as the two of them came into contact, Zhang Dahu felt that his punching hand was clamped by iron pliers, making it difficult to move. In desperation, he subconsciously used his other hand to punch Lang Fei's face.

, but unexpectedly he made the same mistake again and was captured by Lang Fei again.

"Zhang Dahu, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Hearing Lang Fei's indifferent words, Zhang Dahu's heart skipped a beat. Before he could study the words carefully, several familiar screams suddenly came from beside his voice.

"You guys..." Zhang Dahu glanced around, only to find that several thugs who had been alive just now were all lying on the ground wailing.

"Hey, Zhang Dahu, you can't even protect yourself right now, so you still have the time to worry about them?" At this time, Zhu Ganglie clapped his hands and walked back to Lang Fei with Wang Zifu.

"Heroes, three heroes, please let me go. As long as I spare this villain's life, no matter how much it costs, I promise you, I promise you."

After hearing what the fool said and thinking about his own situation, Zhang Dahu actually regarded the three of them as kidnappers who wanted to extort money.

Seeing that his legs were weak and he wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, Lang Fei frowned, picked him up, and said coldly: "Zhang Dahu, who said they wanted to take your life, and who wanted your money? That's it.

Even your eight million banknotes are just a pile of waste paper in my eyes."

Zhang Dahu was organizing his words to beg for mercy when he suddenly heard what Lang Fei said. When he looked up, he happened to see him throwing away the eight banknotes without even looking at them. Then he felt a little relieved and asked timidly.

: "Then what are these good guys doing with villains?"

Lang Fei glanced at him lightly and said calmly: "You will know after you come with us."

"Go, go...where?"

Seeing his verbosity, Zhu Ganglie couldn't help but kicked the seat to pieces. "Young Master, go ahead if you are told to go. If you dare to ask questions again, believe it or not, Master Zhu will kick you to pieces."

It’s average.”

Being frightened by him, Zhang Dahu shrank his head and did not dare to say anything.

"It's getting late, idiot, take him with you and let's go." Seeing that his goal was achieved, Lang Fei glanced out the window, only to find that it was already time to turn on the lamp. Thinking that Xue Ya and the others were still waiting outside, he didn't dare to stay too long.

He hurriedly left Zhang Dahu to the two of them and walked out of the private room first.

When they came out of the elegant room, they naturally attracted the attention of a group of gamblers. Someone who was familiar with Haoliefang saw the three of them go in, and when they came out, Zhang Dahu was pushed out like a prisoner. They all opened their mouths.

Mouth, extremely surprised.

"What are you looking at? The shopkeeper here met Mr. Zhu and the others today and drank a few more drinks because of his joy. Now let's take him out for a walk so that we can help him sober up."

After saying that, seeing the disapproval expressions on all the gamblers, the idiot kicked his eyes and said angrily: "Why are you looking at us with such expressions? What's the matter, don't you have any objections?"


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