At 11 o'clock in the evening, Lao Yu couldn't resist it anymore. The money on the table was less than 5,000 yuan. He had only 1,600 yuan for the biggest card, and he was still catching it, and he didn't even take a flee. Lao Yu took advantage of the time to go to the toilet and quickly called his wife Xing Chunhua. Xing Chunhua had already gone to bed. When he heard that Lao Yu had lost so much, he couldn't stay at home and rushed to "Wenqingzhai".

As soon as Xing Chunhua entered the door, she saw that Lao Yu's face turned dark. When she looked at the counters of the other three companies, Lao Gu was the most. Zhu Zhiyuan and Zhang Wen had about 10,000 yuan, and there was also a thick stack there. On Lao Yu's counter, there was probably more than 3,000 yuan left.

"Lao Gu, you are really good. It's easy to bully Lao Yu in our family, right?" Xing Chunhua said angrily at Lao Gu.

"Hehe! That is, I won a little bit, sister-in-law, you won't be? Lao Yu lost so much money, so you ran over to put out the fire? You opened the branch, what is this little money?" Old Gu said with a smile.

"Hmph! I know that Lao Yu is timid. You are playing so big, how can he not lose?" Xing Chunhua glared at Lao Yu and said.

"Chunhua, in fact, didn't lose so much. Zhang Wen recommended several games tonight and is almost winning now..." Lao Yu quickly reported his good side to his wife.

"Haha, Lao Yu is timid, why don't you come, let's enlarge the size a little!" Lao Gu was determined to arouse Xing Chunhua's anger.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you? Lao Yu, get out of here!" Xing Chunhua shouted at Lao Yu at once. She carried Lao Yu's collar and took him aside, and then sat down by himself.

"Okay! Domineering! How about it? A thousand lazi, can you play?" Old Gu shouted in fear that the world will not be in chaos.

"Okay! The flies have also risen to one thousand!" The fat man followed him and Lao Tang's face turned green. These people were simply crazy.

Zhu Zhiyuan was the boss and could not show weakness, so he turned to look at Zhang Wen. Mo Xinlan was even more reluctant to be weak behind Zhang Wen: "Swish! Who is afraid of whom! Go!"

"Did you see it? Do you still need to express your opinion? Help my wife fly a fly!" Zhang Wen patted his little hand on the shoulder, and was aroused for a moment and shouted.

"Chunhua! Is it too much?" Lao Yu shivered in fear and advised Xing Chunhua's ear.

"Shut up, look! Then I'll withdraw 20,000 yuan for this card!" Xing Chunhua took out a card from her side.

"Oh! OK..." Lao Yu went out with a frown.

Shang Yue was very clear and took 30,000 yuan from the safe in the store and handed it to Mo Xinlan. Zhang Wen gave her a thumbs up.

"Haha! It's a bit interesting. Let's see who bleed the most!" Zhu Zhiyuan also leaned over and took out another 20,000 yuan from his bag.

"Haha! A knife magnifies blood, it's definitely not me anyway!" Old Gu shouted proudly. Then he took out another 30,000 yuan from his bag as if he was protesting, and he couldn't put it on the table: "Jiarong, come here and hold it behind me, and scare them to death! I, Hu Yi, you can beat a hundred! Earning five thousand a night is not a dream!"

OK! Now there is a special person behind Lao Gu! Lao Gu is so unsatisfied! He is so arrogant!

The war on the mahjong table is rekindled. This time, although it is so loud, I always play carefully. I count cards and record cards carefully. Just kidding. It may be tens of thousands of yuan, or at least three or four thousand yuan!

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At this time, Duan Kejian also became popular in the casino, and his profit exceeded 80,000 yuan in one fell swoop. Duan Kejian calculated that the amount of money was not enough to upgrade the equipment, which means that at most, he could make up for the stars from the previous few days. If he wanted to increase to 12 stars, he had to win another 80,000 yuan to barely force himself.

As profits increased, Duan Kejian's decline began to increase, and he bet at 5,000 or 10,000 from time to time, but the result was very unsatisfactory. Not only did he not win, he lost more than 30,000. Duan Kejian was a little angry and bet at 50,000 on his idle, rubbed his hands, and began to wait for the card game!

After buying a dealer, the dealer dealer paid the card, Duan Kejian earned an 8 point seriously, and he breathed a sigh of relief. The profit would be over 100,000!

Unexpectedly, the other party's gambling blog had two four sides, that is, three possibilities: 8, 9, and 10! First, it showed a red heart 9. Duan Kejian's mood was so deep that he would definitely not lose. He was nervous as if he was waiting for the verdict. After waiting for a while, the other party played the card, and another 9 spades.

Duan Kejian was shocked and sweated. This was the death penalty, and the execution was suspended! Duan Kejian was still very obedient and immediately made up for another 50,000 yuan on the bank. Sure enough, the next dealer gave 9 points and directly killed the idle. Although Duan Kejian lost 2,500 yuan of money to pump money, he was still very glad to save most of the money.

Duan Kejian didn't dare to continue playing anymore, so he left the casino in disappointment and returned to the hotel, but he couldn't sleep in bed. He watched the TV boredly and suddenly saw the Bundesliga game that was being broadcast live. Duan Kejian felt moved, why not play the court and try his luck, anyway, the 50,000 just now was lucky enough to save...

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At this time, the battle was in full swing on the mahjong table. Xing Chunhua, a woman, picked three men, and was full of murderous aura. Lao Yu stretched his neck and cheered behind his wife. His face was no longer very dark, but on the contrary, it shone with a red light!

Liu Jiarong, who was holding money behind Lao Gu, was gone because she had no money to hold. Now all the money on Lao Gu's table is less than 20,000 yuan. Lao Gu can't laugh at this moment and gasp in a panting.

Zhang Wen added more than 5,000 yuan to the table, but Mo Xinlan also added more than 5,000 yuan to her hands. Mo Xinlan's fly was really accurate, especially when Zhang Wen used to make a fortune, she could basically fly to Zhang Wen's wind direction, so Mo Xinlan felt happy.

"Play the cards quickly! What are you thinking?" Lao Yu shouted at Lao Gu behind his wife, feeling so happy, and his hands were still helping Xing Chunhua with massage on her shoulders.

"Eighty thousand!" Old Gu played a card hesitantly.

"I'll catch you! I'll give you money, and there are 3,000 flies in total!" Xing Chunhua urged proudly.

"I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore! What's the matter! I'll play mahjong and take the replacement in the middle!" Old Gu paid the money angrily and annoyedly, pushing the mahjong card in front of him, and was no longer interested in playing.

"Hey! Lao Gu, it's not right? What's this little money to your coffin shop? It's you who clamored for me to come! It's you who raised the price! What's wrong, can't afford to lose?" Xing Chunhua didn't let Lao Gu go at all.

"Or don't play anymore? It's already one o'clock!" Zhu Zhiyuan interrupted at this time. He had no win or loss in the whole night, and he felt quite depressed.

"Play! Keep playing! Will I not be able to afford to lose?" Old Gu began to become stubborn again.

At this time, Shang Yue leaned into Zhang Wen's ear and whispered: "Boss, today I have scored 16 games, won 11 games, and lost 5 games. One of them was half of the game. The current winning rate is exactly 70%. Today, the average size is 2,000, and the profit should be a little more than 10,000."

"Oh? That's good! How many games will be left next?" Zhang Wen was very happy when he heard this. The winning rate of 70% was quite good.

"There is another game! But I don't think I should play anymore." Shang Yue said.

"Why?" Zhang Wen asked.

"There is no tendency in this game, and you may win both upper and lower sets. Besides, our winning rate has exceeded 70%. In terms of probability, the possibility of losing in this game will be greater." Shang Yue is very smart and rational.

"Zhang Wen, I won the ball today, right? How many more games are there? Help me play the big game!" Lao Gu turned his ear and heard that he won more than 10,000 yuan, and he really wanted to win back the big ones and the losses in mahjong.

"There is another game below, but I don't recommend getting a score. I can't see this game accurately. Anyway, everyone who gets a score today won 10,000 yuan." Zhang Wen said to everyone.

"What are you afraid of? Just say, are you optimistic about the upper or lower plate?" Old Gu still refused to give up.

"Uh! Go to the plate, Stuttgart! It's very likely that you can get a ball." Zhang Wen hesitated and said.

"Then let's go to the plate, and the fat man will help me get 30,000 yuan." Old Gu shouted at the fat man.

"Are you crazy? Didn't I say that I'm going to get the same size today!" Zhang Wen was shocked, and he didn't expect that Lao Gu would place heavy bets.

"Don't worry, I feel that I can definitely win this game! It's just tens of thousands of yuan! I haven't taken it seriously yet! I won't lose so much that I can call my wife!" Old Gu said casually, looking at Lao Yu provocatively.

Old Yu's face turned red and he couldn't hold on anymore. Xing Chunhua stopped talking: "What are you talking about? Are you still playing mahjong or not, just hurry up if you want to play!"

"Whoever laughs the last time doesn't know!" Old Gu shouted.

At this time, the fat man was about to report Lao Gu's downward slap, but he received a call from Duan Kejian: "What? Do you want to downward slap too? Do you buy or downward slap?"

"I don't know, what Zhang Wen said?" Duan Kejian had no idea about these teams.

"Brother Wen said he was not optimistic about this game, and we didn't get any tragedy. It's very likely that we would go away!" The fat man repeated Zhang Wen's words.

"I'm not optimistic? That's going to lose! Then I'll win the market and help me get 50,000 yuan." Duan Kejian's mind was very active and his thinking was very jumpy.

"Damn! Take the plate? Another madman comes to this moment?" The fat man shouted at Zhang Wen.

"What do you care about them? They are all rich people. If you ask you to get rid of the trash, just give up the trash!" Zhang Wen said indifferently. It was not his own money anyway.

When the fat man heard this, he quickly helped Duan Kejian to cut 20,000 yuan, and there were still 30,000 yuan but hedged Lao Gu's 30,000 yuan. Whoever wins? Anyway, the fat man's hedge of 30,000 yuan has already made money, and at least 3,000 yuan! The fat man's profits of flying flies have already reached Mo Xinlan's hands. With these 3,000 yuan of pumping money, the losses in mahjong are made up! The fat man's little calculation in his heart is thrilling.r1058

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