v2 Chapter 1412： Lose ones home (1/2)
Xiao Xiaoqian's fortune chaos array opened again.
The dice cup is full of bright colors, and the dice crackles inside.
The gamblers who watched lively around were staring at each other with their eyes staring. After all, 70,000 yuan was a relatively large amount on such loose tables.
”Little! Little! Open a little for the grandpa !!! This time open the little grandfather for the brothers!”
Lord Maoma leaned on the stool, stared at his eyes, blushed, and hissed.
at last.
The Ambilight of the dice cup gradually dissipated, and the sound of the dice in it finally stopped.
At this time, everyone was nervous, and his heart seemed to jump to his throat, and Lord Ma no longer shouted and held his breath.
The servant girl raised her hand to open the dice cup.
Hold a six o'clock.
Hold a three o'clock.
One two o'clock.
The sum of the three dice is 11 points, which is big again!
When I saw this scene, everyone was uproar, and the original excited and full of expectation Ma Wangye suddenly slumped on the stool like an evacuated balloon and looked at the three dice like he couldn't believe it.
”Fuck! Why is it big? It shouldn't be so! These are a few consecutive big!”
In this way, he won as much as 70,000 cents of stone in a row and lost all.
As much as 70,000 is a large number for many people, and it is no exception for Lord Ma, but after all, Lord Ma is an old gambler. After such a great joy, it is a big sorrow, and the feeling of falling from heaven to **** is also This is not the first time I have experienced it.
What's more, the more than 70,000 lost are not won, and I don't feel any pain.
He only regretted Ma Ma that he didn't listen to Gu Qingfeng's words. If he continued to raise the words of Gu Qingfeng's words, he would win more than 100,000 immortal stones!
”唉! Brother! Brother regrets not listening to you! I regret me!”
The king's chest was full of anger.
Gu Qingfeng beside him shook his head and smiled, drinking, and said nothing.
”Master Ma, isn't your kid very capable, and he lost more than 70,000 in one go, do you have to wonder?”
The old man who was only ridiculed by Ma Fengye finally caught the opportunity and laughed at Ma Fengye.
”His mother, Huang, are you an old man gloating?”
”Your boy saw the old man lost when he came just now.
”You lost only a few, then I lost more than 70,000 uncle, compared to uncle? Can you compare?”
”Your kid is so arrogant!”
”Nonsense! Uncle can win when he wins, not just more than 70,000 cents. What's so great, uncle can make a comeback by playing two more!”
Looking at Ma Ma, who is still preparing to continue gambling, Gu Qingfeng said, ”You still gamble, why don't you play for me?”
”Come on, big brother, you still have a thousand cents to live on.”
Lord Maoma began to bet again, maybe the previous hand lost too hard. This bet converged a lot, only betting 2,000 cents.
I lost again.
I do n’t know if Wang Ma ’s luck was used up by the first few. The next few won less, lost more, and won one. He would lose four or five. Not much effort. Lost more than 90,000 cents.