Chapter 1741 A little milk baby wearing a golden mask
Each table is assigned a casino boy, who is responsible for rolling the dice.
They are all professionally trained.
When the dice are in the tube, you can tell whether they are big or small by the sound.
Not everyone in this world is a lucky gambler.
There are always two gambling gambling. Regardless of the winning or losing, they feel that it is meaningless, and it will take off.
But if most people are like this, how do casinos make money?
As a result, some of the guests gathered around the table were people hired by gambling houses.
They are responsible for placing bets together with money, or at critical moments, coaxing people to bet big or small.
Generally, inexperienced guests do not realize that they have been bewitched.
I thought the atmosphere in the casino was so troubled.
Gong Yu Baozhu rested his elbow on the table, rested his chin with his other small hand, and glanced at the money being bet on the table with his crystal clear eyes.
At present, the most people are betting on "big" points.
Among the guests around the table, some were scratching their heads and looking grimacing, indicating that they had already lost a lot.
There were also a few with red faces, looking very excited and happy, indicating that they had just won a bit and were looking forward to the next set.
But there were also a few three or four people who kept looking at the guests around them from the corner of their eyes.
Observe their pockets and place bets; these are the people in the casino pretending to be customers.
The little guy read it all around and silently figured it out in his mind.
Today, let’s play it big!
She dug into her small purse and considered how much to take out.
A while ago, my parents gave me a lot, Grandpa Huang gave me a lot more, and Grandma Huang also stuffed me with five hundred taels of silver notes.
The purse is so bulging that it’s hard for little hands to dig out!
Bo Zili, who was standing next to him, had also taken a look at the situation clearly.
He stretched out his boots and dragged the guest's bench next to him, placing it under Gong Yu Baozhu's buttocks.
The little guy was immediately forced to sit on the chair. But when the guest subconsciously took his seat, he fell over!
"Why are you snatching someone's stool! You don't want to die, are you tired of living?" The man who fell down with a big belly was lifted up by the enchanting female dancer, and he pointed at Bo Zili and yelled.
Bo Zili held his fingertips and exerted slight pressure on his palm.
There is a gentle and elegant face under the mask, which is clearly intoxicating and gentle, but his eyes are filled with a deep chill.
"Does this stool have your name written on it?" Bo Zili's voice was cold, like spring water hitting a stone.
The man was stunned for a moment, and then felt his fingers gradually become sore!
He struggled back and forth in pain, but Bo Zili was very stable and held on.
Just when the man was unprepared, Bo Zili suddenly let go, and the man fell backwards.
It hurt so much that the back of his head was about to split!
He covered his head and watched the long-robed and jade-crowned young man in front of him looking down at him. The eyes behind that golden mask were so cold!
The man wanted to point at Bo Zili and yell, but he was afraid of being pinched by him, so after being helped up by the dancing girl, he put down his harsh words: "Wait for me!"
He turned and left.
Bo Zili sneered.
Mortals like ants.
The guests around the table were distracted.
But at this moment, Gong Yu Baozhu made up his mind and slapped three hundred taels of silver notes on the table.
The boy in charge of playing the dice was stunned.
He rubbed his eyes and looked at the male feather orb again.
A little milk baby wearing a golden mask?
"Miss, are you responsible for your own custody? Where is your family, do you agree to play?"
(End of this chapter)