Chapter 471

This guy is in a bad mood? People's eyes are almost staring out, fat man is admirable five body throw to the ground, bull man, lost 30 million, won back 300 million.

For a while, Qin Lang became a star in the casino.

The vulture opened his mouth and didn't smile. His face was a little ugly, but the man in white was very blue, and his eyes towards Qin Lang were even more fierce.

"Continue..." Vultures have a dignified face, because all of them have heard about their bets just now. As long as they win three games in a row, Qin Lang will win completely, and the other party will kick the court of Tianying chamber of Commerce.

"Whoosh!" The man in white quickly shakes the dice, which is almost visible to the naked eye as a light and shadow. This time, it's only ten seconds. Bang! The man in white put the dice on the table.

And the dice are still due to inertia and rotation, issued a beep beep sound.

"Or buy big?" The man in white gritted his teeth and finally made a sound.

Qin Lang did not pay attention to him, but waved the four hundred million yuan bills in his hand as if nothing had happened: "I wonder if your casino can afford to pay 400 million yuan?"

People are stunned. This young man means that he must win this one?!

"Joke!" The cross on the vulture's face suddenly jumped: "with four hundred million."

Then he looked gloomy and looked at Qin Lang without blinking.

The man in white also looked at Qin Lang fiercely, as if to devour Qin Lang alive.

If we lose this game, we will lose 700 million yuan. We should make profits in two months.

People are waiting for Qin Lang to be big or small this time. Qin Lang smiles again, as if hundreds of millions are pieces of broken paper in his eyes. There is no nervous look on his face: "both are big, this time I buy small."

Without saying a word, the man in 100 clothes pressed up four hundred million yuan. This time, his eyes were sharper and more confident than ever. He seemed to see through the bones of the dice in the dice barrel. He pressed the money up without any hesitation, and even gave the vultures a "rest assured" look.

"This time I'll choose someone to do it." Qin Lang turned to look at the crowd and saw a guest sweating. His face was very excited. He was a man, but he was as shy and expectant as a big girl.

"Well, it's you." Qin Lang met his expectations.

The guests quickly stepped forward and solemnly lifted the dice cover with both hands. This time, everyone's eyes gathered in the past. It can be said that everyone is paying attention to it, for fear of missing the most critical moment.

366, dice is an incredible big!

Boom, the hall is full of steam and people are talking about something to each other.

"Ha ha ha ha ha." The vulture looked up at the sky with a long smile and a relaxed face. He threw his cigar to the ground with a cold tone: "you lost. You are convinced that you lost!"

The man in white also looked at Qin Lang contemptuously.

"In fact, you should insist that this one is still big. Unfortunately, you dare not. You have to guess a small one. Hum, this is to give you a wealth, but you can't use it." Said the vulture darkly.

"Hum, you not only failed to win the third set, but also lost four hundred million. This is the lesson, the lesson of blood." The man in white looked at Qin Lang with interest and gave a summary of his victory.

The crowd was in uproar. At first, Qin Lang won two games in a row. People thought that Qin Lang had his own set. Unexpectedly, it was just luck. As soon as the dog dung luck ended, he fell into the ice hole.

Everyone seemed to see the end of Qin Lang and was thrown into the sea to feed the fish after his limbs were cut off.

Like a roller coaster, Qin Lang lost his life ahead of time.

However, Qin Lang suddenly began to smile. He turned his mouth and drew up a mysterious smile. His teeth were white and flawless. He really enjoyed the moment.

Still laughing? This is not a fool, is it? People are really inexplicable, even vultures are covered with a face, mental illness? Lose hundreds of millions, lose your life and laugh?

The vulture gave out a loud laugh, which was almost stirring, but his smile suddenly froze.

Because the dice, in his laughter, suddenly turned into powder.

In a pile of powder, only one die is still intact, and the number of points on that die is five.

"Five..." The shy guest in charge of reading dice suddenly couldn't read it, because the other dice had turned into powder, and the number of dice was only five!

Finally, he finally read out: "five o'clock, small!"

At this time, Qin Lang gently blew the powder away.

All of us were stupefied. How could the dice be broken into powder, and only one of them remained intact?

The vulture's face has turned to pigliver color, with an expression of horror and inexplicable, and can no longer calm down.

And the man in white, the original face of the color has become extremely embarrassing, he is the best gambler on the cruise, but how can not understand what the problem is.

"This gentleman." Qin Lang opened his mouth in a dead silence: "you are worthy of being an expert."People are confused. What does Qin Lang mean? How can you not understand it.

"What do you mean Asked the vulture, with a deep voice.

"It's a pity that the man in white is so clever that he is misled by his cleverness." Qin Lang said slowly: "he thought I could judge the number of dice by hearing when I won two games in a row. So the third time he shook again, he deliberately rolled three fifes, which was still big, but he broke two dice with his inner strength. Even if I could listen to the dice, because the dice had been broken, then I would certainly lose."

"Because the dice I know are three fives. I'm sure I'll buy them big."

"When opening the dice, he blew the dice powder on the table, and there was only one five left in the die plate. Of course I lost."

"So, this master has calculated to go to the sky, but I still won." Qin Lang said faintly.

It's not that Qin Lang can see through, but his hearing can already hear the sound of the light pointer of the time bomb, or in the roar of cars on the road, it is not difficult to hear the sound of dice smashing.

The man in white was guessed through his mind, and his face was red and white: "who are you? Which gambler is under the door? "

Only then did he realize that Qin Lang was not an ordinary childe, but a terrible opponent. His previous ignorance was bewildering. The gambling house tried to trap the other party, but in the end he was caught by him.

"Well, Mr. vulture, I'll take the 800 million. Because I've won three games in a row, as you said Qin Lang finished his coat, which was not worth a thousand yuan, and said faintly.