So the mood of the gamblers is contradictory. They want Hua Xiaolou to win, which may be very exciting, after all, the casino suffers a big loss.

But I don’t want Hua Xiaolou to win because they are jealous.

Yes, everyone's psychology is so contradictory.

"open!"

The dealer finally made up his mind, as if he had used all his life's strength.

After all, it is impossible to be stubborn. What’s important is that he really doesn’t believe in evil. How can there be such an evil thing in the world?

"Grass!"

"how so?"

After uncovering the cover, the dealer did not look at the points in his eyes because he was a little afraid.

But the gamblers around suddenly started to make a fuss...

"Oh my God, I actually lost..." This was Liu Xing's voice.

Hearing this voice, the dealer opened his eyes quickly and looked at it: four, four, six, fourteen o'clock.

The points were indeed very large, but Hua Xiaolou bet on thirteen points, so he really lost.

However, he closed his eyes and did not dare to look.

But what surprised him was that the surroundings suddenly became quiet and no sound was made.

His heart beat violently, and he opened his eyes suddenly to look-

Thirteen o'clock...it was actually thirteen o'clock!

When a group of gamblers saw that they appeared at thirteen o'clock, they mostly showed a gloating expression.

After all, if Hua Xiaolou really wants to win, it will win a total of 1,000 taels. What is the concept of 1,000 taels? It is enough to buy a small yard in a small town.

So, naturally, everyone doesn’t want Hua Xiaolou to really win...

Liu Xing's face looked even more ugly.

It would be strange if he lost 100 taels at once.

Only Hua Xiaolou's face flashed inadvertently with a hint of cunning, as if no one noticed it...

"Oh, I really didn't expect to lose!" Hua Xiaolou sighed intentionally: "But it's okay, it's just a little bit, right? Let's do it again!"

At this time, the dealer couldn't help but feel sweaty.

Although he felt relieved, he really couldn't bear the stimulation. Because he had already vaguely felt that Hua Xiaolou seemed to be from the wrong place.

After all, I have been together in the casino for so many years and have some eyesight.

Hua Xiaolou is not like a gambler at all, and his expression is too calm. If an ordinary person has money, he will show some emotions, right?

"Wow!"

The dice continues to shake...

"Buy it and leave!"

This time, the dealer did not incite the gamblers again, and looked at Hua Xiaolou with a nervous look.

"Let me come!"

Suddenly, an old man in thin clothes suddenly came over.

As soon as I saw this person, the faces of the gamblers changed and they couldn't help but talk...

"Oh my God, Mr. Wen is going to take action himself?"

"Yes, I heard that Mr. Wen's method of shaking dice is awesome. Just listening to it is an indescribable enjoyment..."

That's right, this is the legendary figure in the casino, Mr. Wen, known as the "ghost hand".

Ghost Hand is not a derogatory term, but a description of his unpredictable technique. It is said that he was a gambling master who was poached by the casino boss for a lot of effort.

On weekdays, Mr. Wen almost never shows up unless he encounters a special thing or a special gambler.

Today, Mr. Wen seemed to see that Hua Xiaolou was a little weird, so he simply went on the battle himself to avoid a fight in the casino...

"Thank you Mr. Wen!"

The dealer felt relieved and quickly responded, breathing a sigh of relief.

"I wonder where this little brother comes from?"

As soon as he got on the gambling table, Mr. Wen squinted his eyes and asked.

"Haha, it doesn't matter where I come from, what's important is that I have money..."

Hua Xiaolou is very confident.

"Haha, very good. I want to see how much money you have today..."

This sentence has indirectly demonstrated Mr. Wen’s confidence.

It means that he wants to win the money from Hua Xiaolou.

"Yeah?"

Hua Xiaolou was not willing to be outdone and retorted: "Then I want to see how much money your casino has to pay."

The conversation was tense, causing the gamblers to look at each other.

At the same time, everyone had a tacit understanding to put away their own silver on the table. This attitude was clearly about watching the battle.

Because at this moment, everyone can see that this is the moment when Hua Xiaolou and Mr. Wen compete for gambling. What are they going to join in the fun?

Of course, no one thinks that Hua Xiaolou may win.

Including Liu Xing, he couldn't help but whisper: "Brother, this old man is not simple. He is a master of dice. No one is his opponent. Let's come back another day, right?"

"What are you afraid of?" Hua Xiaolou shook his head: "Just stay there and watch."

After saying this, Liu Xing could only keep silent.

"snort!"

Old Wen snorted coldly, pinched the dice cup and started to shake it slowly...

At the beginning, I couldn't see anything special, and it was no different from other dealers. But not long after, I gently threw the dice cup, and the cup flew into the air, rotating, and the dice collided evenly.

It is no longer the monotonous clamor, but like jade beads falling from the plate, ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding

After a little leaning, the dice cup fell into his hand again. He pinched three fingers and rotated it. The cup was like a part of his body, extremely obedient, turning left and right, and the speed became faster and faster, dazzling.

The sound of the collision between the dice and the cup is like a ding dong of fairy music, sometimes like thousands of horses galloping, sometimes like lightning and thunder, full of a killing aura.

No one present shouted as before, but listened with his breath, as if he was deeply trapped in it. With the ever-changing sound, his expression also changed.

It seems that this is not a dice, but a master of music with superb skills is performing.

Even Hua Xiaolou was a little secretly admiring... This person is indeed awesome to be able to shake the dice to such a level.

It’s a pity that the other party’s technique is useless no matter how fancy it is.

At most, it can disrupt people's hearing and cannot hear the points inside. However, Hua Xiaolou did not use listening... He used his spiritual sense to see it directly.

"Hao!" Suddenly, Old Wen shouted loudly, and a trace of internal energy contained in his voice, which suddenly burst out, making people tinnitus.

At this time, his movements of shaking the cup became faster and faster. Everyone's eyes could hardly see the cup, only a black shadow was spinning constantly.

The sound of the dice also began to become chaotic. It seemed as if one was ringing for a while, and it seemed like two.

Soon there were three more sounds together.

Crane, clang, clang... It's completely out of order! It made everyone stunned.

At this time, a smug smile appeared on Mr. Wen's face.

In his opinion, this young man might have some ability to listen to dice. However, after his interweaving speed and complicated techniques, he believed that there were really not many people in the world who could hear points.

"Bang!" The dice cup fell on the table, but the dice inside could be clearly heard, and it was still colliding at high speed.

After a while, the movement began to decrease slowly until it was completely still.

"Okay! Great!"

"Old Wen is mighty!"

The gamblers came to their senses and shouted together.
Chapter completed!