Leading Li Yan and the others to the small yellowish building in the center of the villa. The big wave received and stopped: "Several people, please, this is it."
Li Yan deliberately set up his style, coughed a few throats, and walked in first.
But Si Lao Er and Ding Liugen hesitated for a while, following behind the'bad old man' that Li Yan transformed into.
Si Lao Er deliberately walked a little slower, and whispered to the milk baby: "Brother Li, is the gentleman of gambling you got really reliable?"
When Si Lao Er's words fell, Ding Liugen also pricked his ears.
The milk baby now has Li Yan's face, because Li Yan had confessed that he was not allowed to speak before he came, so the milk baby kept silent, and continued to walk into the light yellow building without any expression.
Seeing that Li Yan didn't mean to answer, Ding Liugen and Si Lao Er were both taken aback.
What happened to Brother Li? After seeing him come back with the gambler, his expression was dumb, like a walking machine.
But the nurse didn't answer them, and they were embarrassed to continue questioning after entering the pale yellow building a few steps now.
Entering the first floor of this light yellow building, Ding Liugen and Si Lao Er are not unfamiliar because they have been here once.
The building was empty. Two sturdy men, holding detection instruments, carefully checked the bodies of Li Yan and others.
After a few people did not bring any dangerous or prohibited items, the two sturdy men nodded to the white man who was standing at the top of the stairs with a smile on his face.
"Guys, Mr. Gambler is on the third floor, and a few will see him when they go up the stairs to the third floor." After seeing that there was nothing wrong with the security check, the white man turned sideways and pointed to the stairs.
Li Yan walked in the forefront, walking slowly with his hands behind him, while the nanny and the others followed him.
Go to the third floor.
There are no rooms on the third floor, and it's a hall like the first floor.
The hall is paved with mahogany floors and is well lit.
TV sofas are readily available, but it looks like a place for hospitality, not like a gambling place.
On the third floor of this light yellow building, there are three bodyguards with dark skins comparable to Hollywood action stars like Stallone.
And an Asian man who seemed to be in his thirties with a short head, sat on a long white leather sofa, stuffed with cigar, with a carefree expression.
Seeing Ding Liugen's second child came up, the Asian man did not get up, but looked at Ding Liugen without speaking.
"Mr. Gambler, this is the master of gambling." To be a master of a casino at the level of Louis Villa, gambling is definitely not easy. Under the eaves of others, he has to be indifferent, Ding Liugen introduced bitterly. .
Looking at the forced smile on Ding Liugen's face, he gave a cold snorted gambling idiot.
Then he shifted his gaze to Li Yan's disillusioned'bad old man', from face to hand, the gambling idiot was swept away, and he was happy afterwards.
"Mr. Ding, you are not fooling me. Find an old farmer and want to fight with me for gambling?" Well-known gambling masters are usually high-ranking and respectful, how can they palm like this bad old man in front of them? Rough, full of cocoons, gambling foolishly Ding Liugen is greedy for life and fear of death, so I found this farmer to come and deceive myself.
When Ding Liugen heard the words, his forehead sweated slightly.
He was a little nervous and wanted to explain, but Li Yan's disillusioned old man said at this moment: "Why, Mr. Gambler, I can't look down on the Zhuang family? I think I was so proud of Wuzhou, I don’t know how much. For a self-righteous gambling expert, if Xiaoyou Ding had not repeatedly invited this time, how could the old man come here and have a general knowledge of a junior like you?"
No matter where you are, you can't lose your momentum. This is the case on the battlefield, the shopping mall, and even more so on the gaming table.
If at the beginning, the gambling idiot made a few words, and the suppressed self-conflict, wouldn't it be vented at the gambling table, and can't give play to the advantage
Seeing this terrible old man in front of me, he relied on the old to sell the old, and his tone was not small.
The gambling idiot actually laughed without anger and said, "Okay, it's so kind! So this old man, you know, if you lose under my hand, you have to lose one eye and one thigh for Mr. Ding?"
The gambler smiled on his face, but the words were full of chills.
"Of course this is clear, but the two sides are facing each other, and the old bet on one eye and one thigh, then what is your bargaining chip, Mr. Gambler?" Li Yan didn't care about the threat from the opponent, but instead asked the past.
The gambling idiot never thought that he would lose, and Li Yan's disillusioned horrible old man asked such a question, and actually stopped the gambling idiot. But after a tight interval of two or three seconds, the gambler said angrily: "What are you betting on?"
"Okay, it's a deal!" Li Yan's disfigured bad old man, haha and happy, immediately spoke.
Gamblers stared at Li Yan's disillusioned old man, wishing to take him off. This old man was so old-fashioned and frantic.
In the eyes of gambling idiots, he dared to bet his life with himself, it was tantamount to hitting a rock with a pebble, playing with fire and burning himself.
"Don't talk nonsense, let's start!" Gambler pointed at the round table in the middle of the hall.
The gambling idiot was seated in Zhengbei, he pointed to the chair in Zhengnan and said coldly: "Please!"
Li Yan's disillusioned old man sat down with a pale face. It seems that the gambling idiot, who is famous in Las Vegas and has been avoided by many gambling masters, is just a humble junior junior in his eyes.
Seeing Li Yan seated, the gambling idiot had Bing Han in his eyes, and said with a sneer: "Mr. Gambler, what do you want to play?"
"Anything is okay, Mr. Gambler, you are good at it. No matter what you play, you can always accompany you." Li Yan's disillusioned old man yawned.
"Well, you can play anything? You are qualified to challenge me, but I don’t know! So, how about we play dice before we officially start the bet? I heard that you are playing dice to win Tokugawa Jiakang, so if you can guess How about the points in the dice pot, even if you pass?" The gambling idiot said coldly.
"Please." Li Yan's disillusioned old man smiled faintly, and responded without scruples.
"Okay, Benos, go get six dice, the nine-sided kind." The gambler said in a deep voice to a bodyguard behind him.
Upon hearing this, the bodyguard immediately stepped forward and took six nine-sided dice and a dice pot.
Put two things in front of the gambling table, and the bodyguard stood behind the gambling idiot again.
Ding Liugen heard that it was a nine-sided dice, and immediately felt tight. The difficulty of the nine-sided dice was far more difficult than the ordinary dice that was compared with Tokugawa Jiakang that day.
Whether this horrible old man who claims to be a gambling saint is sure of guessing it is really an unknown number as the gambling idiot said.