The City Ghost

Chapter 10: A little gamble

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The first card, Zhang Er "Mao" is not the leader, so there is no need to be "boring", but the woman's voice came before the cards were dealt. "Second "Mao", don't even look at it, just throw it away!"

'Only two cards were dealt, why should I throw them away? 'Zhang Er's "Mao" has a look of anger.

"That thin old man already has a pair of aces, you have one card three, one card seven, and the colors are different, at most you have one pair of sevens!"

After listening to the woman's words, Zhang Er's "Mao" dubiously picked up the card, it was really a three, a seven, it seemed like nothing!

Zhang Er's "Mao" was also unambiguous, so he threw the card directly, and watched the other three continue to fight!

In the second hand, it was not Zhang Er's "Mao" who spoke, but he also gave up directly after two cards were dealt; in the third hand, Zhang Er's "Mao" was the leader because it was the sturdy winner of the previous one. , It must be "boring" five dollars, but after a lap came back, Zhang Er "Mao" again put the card again "Tangzi"!

Three hands down and two "Mao" but only 30 yuan left, if you have no luck, and you can't get a good card, you will be dead, even if... Even if you get a good card, there is no money to follow.

In the fourth hand, Zhang Er "Mao" directly looked at the card, one-to-six, this card is still good, but the woman in the ear said that the fat man is jqk, Zhang Er "Mao" looked disappointed and had to give up again.

Seeing that only half of his only fifty yuan was left, Zhang Er's "Mao" was really anxious this time, and cold sweat came out on his forehead. 'Hey, will you change your cards, draw a thousand dollars, etc., if you don't win, you will lose all? '

"Change cards, I can't, but this will let you win!"

'Really? 'As long as you can win, it doesn't matter if you change the card.

For the fifth hand, the card was "boring" as soon as the two "Mao" cards were dealt. Anyway, if you win, you win more!

"Twenty!" As soon as Zhang Er's "Mao" took the initiative to "suffocate" five yuan, the fat guy on the side was a little bit unsure to sit still, and directly increased the price! The little old man at the back probably won a lot, with a look of disdain, he just threw twenty in, and the sturdy person beside Zhang Er's "Mao" also followed "boring", and in a blink of an eye it was Zhang Er's turn again. Mao' speak!

This time Zhang Er's "Mao" was dumbfounded, looking at the only fifteen yuan in his hand, a little dilemma. People are "boring" at 20, but I only have fifteen dollars. How can this be good!

"Look at the cards!" Just as Zhang Er's "Mao" felt a little dilemma, the woman's voice came from his ear.

'Look at the cards? 'I only have fifteen dollars left, and it's about fifty when you see the cards!

"Let you see it!"

'Oh! Zhang Er's "Mao" looked angry, and he reached out and picked up the three cards on the table. Ace of spades, k of spades, q of spades, shun gold, the biggest shun gold, that's a big deal, except for "leopard"!

Your mother! He is really jealous of talents, he took a handful of cards but had no money to follow! How to do? Do you borrow money from someone? How to borrow a ghost without knowing it, why would someone lend you a loan!

"Huh?" Just when Zhang Er's "Mao" was disappointed, the hands and feet seemed to be a little unwilling. The hand holding the cards shook, three cards fell on the table, and Zhang Er's "Mao" looked surprised. , Hurriedly reached out and picked up the cards, but it was clear that the other three people had clearly seen the two "Mao" cards!

The fat man was proud of his face and hurriedly picked up his own cards, and then threw them into the "tang". The little old man behind and the sturdy man both picked up their own cards! Your mother, that kid is actually Shunjin, so stupid b doesn't look at the cards!

"I'm Fifty!" Zhang Er's "Mao" seemed to understand something, so he put his hand in his pocket pretendingly, making a look of paying for it.

"Brother, don't pay, you have to eat!" Although the sturdy man took a pair of nines, he quickly threw the cards into the "tangzi", and even secretly rejoiced in his heart. Fortunately, the kid dropped his card After coming down, it's fortunate that I can see clearly, otherwise this one can lose too much.

"This... Sigh..." Zhang Er's "Mao" shook his head helplessly, and even sighed for a long time. He looked extremely disappointed, but he was secretly proud in his heart. This woman has so many spooky ideas! trick? Your mother, they are ghosts, of course there are too many ghost ideas.

"Haha, brother, don't be discouraged, next time you get a good card, don't be nervous, hehe..." The fat man on the side looked at Zhang Er's "Mao" with a smile, as if he had picked up a lot of cheap.

The next situation is different. Although Zhang Er's "Mao" did not take the big card again, but he won every three to five, and the most important thing is that there are more times when you win, and very few times when you lose. , So the tickets in this pocket quickly rose. Not to mention the fare, it is estimated that even the seeds, fertilizer and so on are all returned.

"Second "Mao", let's go, stop playing!"

'go? "This is working hard, this two "Mao" seems to be in the mood, how can you just leave!

"Well, let's go, these guys have already lost a lot, and I'm afraid you will cause trouble later!"

'Well, this is also true. Zhang Er's "Mao" secretly clicked on it, as if it was time for it to end. Just accept it when you see it, small gambling to please your feelings, and big gambling to hurt your body. Zhang Er's "Mao" understands these principles, and of course he never thought about making a fortune by gambling!

"Big brothers, I'm really sorry, brother, I still have something to do today, so I can't play with you anymore, or another day." After saying "Mao", Zhang Er stood up and filled a lot of banknotes in his hand. Into the pocket.

"No, brother, you have won a lot. If you can't win, you want to go?" When Zhang Er's "Mao" was about to "retire" the fat man was a little anxious, so he hurriedly stood up and grabbed Zhang. With two "Mao" arms, it is estimated that this guy has not lost less, and it is estimated that there will be 800 without a thousand!

"That's right, you don't give face anymore, right?" Of course, the sturdy man also understood what the fat man meant, and hurriedly stood in front of Zhang Er's "Mao", only the little old man on the side was not moving, as if waiting for a good show .

"Brother, I'm really sorry, it's not that you don't give face, brother is really a little urgent, or I will come back this afternoon?" One person took his arm and the other stood in front of him. It seems that the money has been won, but It's really hard to say whether you can leave or not, I guess there will be a little trouble.

"Second "Mao", what should I do? How about refunding the money to them?" The woman in Zhang Er's Mao's body was also a little anxious, and hurriedly yelled in Zhang Er's Mao's ear. .

'Refund? Sick, why should I retire if I win? "Zhang Er "Mao" never thought about refunding the money, or how to go home by himself, and what else to buy seeds and fertilizer.

"But... but they..."

"Brother, sit down and play a few more!" The sturdy, who was on the side of the woman's words, called out first, and even put his hand heavily on Zhang Er's "Mao" shoulder. With that cold expression and triumphant look, Zhang Er's "Mao" understood that if he didn't continue to bet, he would never want to leave, unless of course all the winnings were handed over.

Is Zhang Er's "Mao" nervous, afraid? Of course not. With this guy's skill, how could these three be his opponents. 'Believe it, I don't need feet or hands, just use two shoulders to bring down the sturdyness in front of me! '

"Bag!"

"Big brother, what do you mean?" Zhang Er's "Mao" ignored what the woman said, but looked at the sturdy man with a smile, and of course he stretched out his hand and pushed away the other's big hand on his shoulder.

"Boy, don't fucking want to leave if you don't vomit the money to Lao Tzu today!" Finally the fat man behind Zhang Er's "Mao" couldn't help it, and reached out and picked up the pig-killing knife on the side!

Your mother! What is this going to do? Is it impossible to slaughter Lao Tzu as a pig! Zhang Er's "Mao" face was horrified, and he pushed away the sturdy back in front of him and ran out!