Mo Wen followed Sun Zhe in the past few moves. In the fourth move, he looked at Sun Zhe and then looked at him again. Mo Wen divided the chips in front of him into the small one, and then looked at Sun Zhe with a smile. This glance made Sun Zhe frown again.

Although Mo Wen only came over to press a few times, it had already attracted the attention of tourists around the gambling table. Who made Mo Wen press a full blown hand? Naturally, Mo Wen suddenly stopped pressing Sun Zhe, which naturally attracted the attention of others. However, obviously no one would pay attention to Mo Wen. You must know that almost half of the people on the gambling table were already following Sun Zhe. Who made Sun Zhe not lose a few times since he came here?

"Big...big...big...big..." After just taking a casual look at Mo Wen, the tourists around the gambling table suddenly shouted loudly, but this time these heavy tourists were destined to be disappointed. As soon as the color cup opened 1, 1, 3, and five points, except for Mo Wen and a few gamblers who won, all the others who followed Fang Zhe lost, which made many gamblers sigh, but there were wins and losses. After a while of grievance, everyone shouted and prepared to make the next move.

It was tens of thousands of yuan to make a payment. Mo Wen was in a good mood and couldn't help but look up at Fang Zhe. Fang Zhe was also looking at Mo Wen. When he saw Mo Wen looking at him, his brows frowned again, especially the smile on Mo Wen's face made Fang Zhe feel even more unhappy.

At the beginning of a new hand, the dealer signaled that he could start betting. Fang Zhe picked up a stack of chips and was about to press down, but he saw Mo Wen split a stack of chips and pushed it directly to the small ones. This made Fang Zhe's hand holding the chips couldn't help but beat the small ones. However, he was a tragic move to the big ones, which made Fang Zhe even more unhappy.

When the color cup was opened, Fang Zhe felt even more depressed. But obviously it was just the beginning. After several consecutive moves, each handful was ready, Mo Wen would push the chips first. What made Fang Zhe even more disgusting was that after each handful was pressed down, Mo Wen would look up at Fang Zhe with a smile, and then make several moves one after another. Fang Zhe's good mood was gone.

What Mo Wen didn't know was that Fang Zhe was not going to bet here. He had just come down from the casino upstairs. He was very lucky before. He made Fang Zhe win millions. When he came here, he threw a chip that he had originally used to play on the gambling table, but he didn't expect that he would win with a small chip. I have to say that the atmosphere downstairs is much better than that on the upperstairs. Fang Zhe was playing in a hurry. He didn't expect that such a guy like Mo Wen, and inexplicably made Fang Zhe feel like he was targeting him. So after a few consecutive moves, Fang Zhe actually lost all the chips in front of him...

"Brother, I'm lucky. How many games are going upstairs?" The gamblers around were shouting. At this moment, few people followed Fang Zhe to suppress, either each of them or turned to Mo Wen to suppress. As for Fang Zhe, he had no bargaining chips anymore. He should have left. After all, he had never thought about betting here, but after Mo Wen did this, he couldn't breathe a sigh of relief. He directly spoke to Mo Wen. If Mo Wen accepted the plan, he would gamble. If he didn't accept the plan, he would make him feel better, right?

"It's true, I've been playing here for a while, but I haven't been to play for a few times." He smiled and nodded, looked at the chips in front of him, Mo Wen casually launched another part and pushed it out to the gambling table. Fortunately, he won a lot just now. If he wins this game, he will have enough gambling money to play upstairs. There is no way, one million chips are the entrance tickets to the casino upstairs!

"How about we play with each other when we open a platform?" Looking at the smile on Mo Wen's face, Sun Zhe felt inexplicably angry again, but at least he held back and didn't show it. While walking upstairs, he spoke to Mo Wen.

"We are okay, but I can only play simple things like gambling." Mo Wen couldn't help but feel happy when he heard Sun Zhe's words. If you are not afraid of you having a temper, you are afraid of having a temper. What Mo Wen doesn't like the most is meeting someone who is too rational when gambling, so even if you want to plot against the other person, it will be different if you meet someone who likes impulsiveness.

"Just bet on the size, it's simple. I'm not a Macao person, brother?" After entering the casino on the second floor, he exchanged two million chips in front of Mo Wen. Fang Zhe smiled dismissively. He was not a professional gambling player, but just a lucky and mentality. As for Mo Wen? He just looked at Mo Wen's dress and temperament, he was disdainful to guess where Mo Wen came from. Suddenly he had to play with Mo Wen a few games, purely because Mo Wen made him unhappy. Sun Zhe felt it was very necessary to let Mo Wen know that sometimes gambling was not only very lucky, but capital was also important. Mo Wen had lost the million that Mo Wen won after leaving the shit luck, haha.

The second floor of the casino is not only a lot less people than the downstairs, but also a lot less tables. However, the decoration and service are not comparable to those upstairs. The most straightforward thing is even the beauty who lingers in it is much higher than that downstairs. Don’t ask about the only few times on the second floor. It’s better to say that it’s a gambler, it’s better to say that it’s a woman who comes to find a woman…

"How do we play? Rotary piles or?" It was very simple. Fang Zhe took Mo Wen to find a platform, put the chips on the platform and put them on the platform, and couldn't wait to ask Mo Wen.

"It's okay, just turn the stake." Mo Wen shrugged. In fact, the best choice is naturally Sun Zhe has always been a stake. After all, Sun Zhe's luck is a bit too much. If he wants to be a stake, Sun Zhe can win him all even if he plays around. This is why he deliberately told Sun Zhe that he only knows how to bet on the size of the game at the beginning. If he changes to playing cards, even if he can see the opponent's cards, what's the use of not getting a good one?

"I'll do it first. Let's get one million yuan at a time, but three times in a row, and each bet is less than 100,000 yuan?" Sun Zhe nodded, signaling the dealer who came to serve to give him the sex, and then asked Mo Wen again. Sun Zhe was planning to let Mo Wen finish the game as soon as possible. Of course, if Mo Wen can still spend money to play, it would be better. As for losing? Sun Zhe has never thought about his luck today.
Chapter completed!