Chen Mo and Wang Caifu sat on both sides, surrounded by some people.

"Brother, you can choose someone to roll the dice."

Wang Caifu said to Chen Mo.

"Whatever."

"Okay, this brother, I'm in trouble!"

A man came over and said, "It's okay, it's a pleasure to help such a big bet with my own hands."

Then Wang Caifu looked at Chen Mo and said, "Then we will throw a sieve each of us. Whoever has a larger point will be the size first, how about it?"

"Can!"

Then Chen Mo and Wang Caifu threw a sieve each of them, Wang Caifu was three and Chen Mo was five!

"bring it on!"

Then the man shook casually and buckled the sieve tube on the table. Chen Mo Shura took a look.

334, big!

"Twenty million, small!"

That's right, Chen Mo deliberately suppressed the opposition!

The Wang Caifu frowned!

He can't lose this round!

Then he pushed the chips in front of him into the small one.

"Twenty million, heavy pressure!"

At this moment, an old man standing behind Wang Caifu who seemed to be watching passers-by slightly released a force, and the value in the sieve cylinder was trained to 222, small!

The screening tube opened! Everyone took a breath of cold air.

"It seems that my luck is still good so far!"

Chen Mo put all the 40 million chips in front of him and said.

"Haha, who can tell me the truth about luck? Come again!"

Wang Caifu said with a look of ugly expression.

Everyone looked at each other. What family background is this? If you lose 20 million yuan, you can continue to do it? Who is this fat man? They have never seen him before! Some people just simply feel that their voices seem familiar.

"Twenty million, continue to put a lot of pressure!"

Wang Caifu said.

"Twenty million, small!"

Open the screen tube.

123, small!

Chen Mo is worth 20 million more than the God of the Underworld!

"hateful!"

Wang Caifu gritted his teeth and stared at Chen Mo.

"Come again?"

Chen Mo asked.

"Come on! But..."

Wang Caifu said: "I have lost 40 million yuan, and it is difficult to continue playing. In this way, we will determine the outcome in one round. How much value do you have for the God of the Underworld?"

"The total number of wins you is 63 million!"

"Then we will bet 63 million in this round! Do you dare?"

"What's not to dare?"

Everyone: "..."

"What kind of family's young master is this? Can you still take out 63 million after losing forty million? This... I can't find several families in the entire First Heaven, right?"

"That's right, let alone bets. Logically speaking, we should all know each other. Could it be... he is not from the First Heaven?"

“…”

The people around began to discuss Wang Cai, and found it incredible.

Wang Caifu has been disguised, and in this great world, few people can see through disguises.

"Okay! If Young Master wins, he can win back the lost one at a time. If he loses, he won't play anymore! Young Master will go back to the third heaven!"

Wang Caifu said this on purpose.

"bring it on!"

Chen Mo then exchanged all the Nether God’s values ​​into chips, and the king’s wealth also exchanged 63 million Nether God’s values!

This left everyone stunned!

The value of the God of the Underworld on the gambling table is enough to allow them to enter the third level of heaven alone!

"You come first!"

Wang Caifu stared at Chen Mo.

"big!"

Chen Mo looked very nervous and pushed the chips in.

Shura Killing Tong saw that it was small inside the screen tube, but Chen Mo deliberately suppressed the big one because he wanted to lose, and he could win more if he lost!

"Then I can only be younger! Open!"

The screen cylinder is opened, 133, small!

"Hahaha, the feng shui is changing, hahahaha--"

Wang Caifu laughed!

Chen Mo was trembling all over...

That's right, pretending!

"Lost..."

Chen Mo murmured to himself.

"How could I lose...I won a day today, why? Why did I lose all of them?"

Chen Mo seemed to be doubting his life.

"Hey, brother, gambling is like this. Even if you win for a day today, so what if you win all of them? You're just throwing them all out? So winning in the end is a real win!" Wang Caifu said with a smile.

"I'm not willing! I'm not willing!"

Chen Mo clenched his fists!

"Do you want me to give you another chance to win back?"

"I want...I want!"

Chen Mo quickly looked up and looked at him excitedly, looking like a terminally ill gambler!

"Sixteen thousand three million! I bet with you, you don't need to get the value of the God of the Underworld. You just need to use the three girls around you as bets with me. If you lose, give them to me. If you win, give you 63 million!"

Wang Caifu looked at Chen Mo and said.

Chen Mo looked struggling!

The people around him sighed secretly.

It's so sad.

"no!"

Chen Mo shook his head.

"Why? Can these three female slaves compare to the value of 63 million Hades God? Although they are beautiful, in the third heaven, these three are only 50 million! The first heaven is even more valuable."

"You also said that they can be worth 50 million in the Santian Heaven, so why should I take this risk to bet with you? I can guarantee that I have at least 50 million when I sell it. If I lose the bet, I will lose 50 million. If I win, I will only earn 13 million more. Why should I take this risk?"

Chen Mo asked.

"this……"

Wang Caifu thinks it makes sense.

"Then that's it. I'll take two 63 million, a total of 126 million, and bet on you three of them. Do you want to bet on them?"

After saying that, Wang Caifu took out another 63 million chips and pushed them in front of Chen Mo, seducing Chen Mo.

"Brother, bet, I won more than one million yuan, this is really not a small amount!"
To be continued...