novelraw Chapter 122 Losing is red-eyed
Chapter 122 Losing is red-eyed
The game of life and death is the biggest attraction of the casino, especially since the gambling room has been doubled ten times, which has already attracted many people.
The whole place was silent, staring at the cup with bated breath.
"big big big!"
Song Erlang muttered words, his heart beating rapidly, his eyes fixed on the slowly opened cup, and cold sweat broke out on his nervous back.
Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the dice, and the blood on his face was gone.
"Xiao, it's Xiao——"
Small?
Why is it small?
Song Erlang's ears were ringing, the noisy sounds around him faded away, and his eyes were staring straight at the dice. No matter how you look at it, it's still small, and all the hundreds of taels of silver were gone in one go. A surge of blood surged up, and I felt like the world was spinning.
"Young gentleman, you are unlucky this time. Do you want another one?" The banker took all the money with a smile. "Betting means you lose and you win. If you miss by chance this time, maybe you will win." One win."
"You won nine out of ten times before. If you lose this time, you will win nine times in the future." The dealer grabbed a tael of silver and threw it in front of Song Erlang: "Let's try your luck and play a small one. You are lucky. If you still have the courage to bet on life and death, then try it again.”
Song Erlang's heart was bleeding with pain. He felt that what the banker said made sense. After playing so many games, he rarely lost.
Only lost once out of ten times.
If you lose once now, will you win the next few times?
Yes, he can try his luck first. If he wins, he'll get another big one!
Song Erlang picked up the silver and held it tightly in his hand, his palms aching from the silver. He gritted his teeth and threw it on the gambling table, and the money rolled to the big table.
"Buy big!"
Song Erlang made a splash.
The dealer rolled the dice and opened the cup.
big--
Song Erlang's tense nerves relaxed and he took a big breath.
A relaxed smile appeared on his face: "I won."
The people on the side helped Song Erlang get the money and joked: "Little Langjun is really lucky tonight. He loses once every time and wins seven or eight times in a row. It seems that next time it will be your home court!"
Others followed suit and shouted: "Yes, the dealer promised such a big odds. Could it be that he has seen the pattern of Xiao Langjun's luck?"
"Dealer, do you dare to bet on life and death with Mr. Xiao Lang again?"
"That's right! I cheated a young man earlier, do you dare to double it twenty times?"
The dealer frowned and waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense. If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb. Ten times is the highest odds, how can there be twenty times?"
"Nonsense, didn't someone double it twenty times before? Won tens of thousands of taels of silver? Are you afraid of the young man?" Everyone refused to give up.
The dealer glanced at Song Erlang, as if he was really afraid of his good luck and refused to let go of his life-and-death bet: "Xiao Langjun has lost all his money, only three or four taels of silver. If the odds are twenty times, bet At least one hundred taels of silver."
He turned to Song Erlang and said, "Go somewhere else to play."
Song Erlang heard that someone else had won tens of thousands of taels, and Fang Youtian had said before that that person took the money to buy a house and shop in the capital, and became a wealthy businessman.
He was afraid of poverty, thinking about his good luck, and his heart was ready to move. But thinking that the minimum bet was one hundred taels of silver, he couldn't help but want to back down.
Song Erlang turned to look for Fang Youtian to make up his mind, and saw Fang Youtian walking dejectedly.
His heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, Fang Youtian said dejectedly: "Erlang, as soon as you leave my side, I will lose everything."
Song Erlang's expression changed. Fang Youtian couldn't lend him a hundred taels of silver, but he proved that he could indeed bring good luck to Fang Youtian.
Thinking that one hundred taels could be turned into two thousand taels of silver immediately, I was really unwilling to give up.
Fang Youtian asked: "Did you win?"
Song Erlang told Fang Youtian what had just happened, clenched his fist and said, "I should have been cautious before. I should have lost a small amount before betting on life and death. In this way, I still have the capital, and I don't feel bad if I lose."
Fang Youtian chuckled and slapped Song Erlang on the shoulder: "What are you afraid of? You are so lucky. Based on my previous experience, you will definitely win. Twenty times, a full two thousand taels, let's You have to strike while the iron is hot and borrow one hundred taels of silver from the gambling house. If you lose, the worst case scenario is that you can borrow another one tael of silver from the gambling house. We can play smaller and win back the lost one hundred taels of silver to pay off the gambling house. That’s it.”
Others followed suit.
Song Erlang was not willing to give in. Everyone coaxed him, but he gritted his teeth and took the gamble!
"I...I'll try again."
As soon as Song Erlang opened his mouth, Fang Youtian excitedly called Brother Niu: "Quickly, get one hundred taels of silver for my brother."
Brother Niu sneered: "One hundred taels, can you still afford it?"
Fang Youtian was not happy anymore and shouted back: "My brother is lucky, he can pay back the money in less than a quarter of an hour! Stop talking nonsense, why don't you hurry up and get the money!"
Brother Niu's face darkened, and he asked Song Erlang coldly: "Are you sure you want to borrow it?"
"……want!"
The sweetness he tasted before made Song Erlang swell.
According to the previous rules, if he loses once, he will have to win at least three or four times in a row before losing again.
Brother Niu took out a one hundred tael silver note and slapped it on the gambling table in front of Song Erlang.
Song Erlang was still very cautious and tried his luck again, and he still won.
He took a deep breath and put all the one hundred taels of silver on the small side, but he still didn't take his hands back.
"Buy it and leave!" The dealer said loudly: "Are you sure you want to buy the small one?"
Song Erlang nodded, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he held his breath and stared at the gaming table.
The dealer shook the dice faster and faster, making Song Erlang dazzled and dizzy. He put his hands on the gaming table, and the clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat.
"open--"
The dealer shouted loudly and opened the dice violently.
The gambling house was silent.
All the light seemed to be concentrated on the small cup.
"Two four six, big!"
The dealer broke the silence.
Lost, he lost!
Song Erlang thought of the one hundred taels of silver he owed.
"Bang——"
Song Erlang fell to the ground and fainted.
"Erlang, Erlang——"
Fang Youtian shook Song Erlang in panic and pinched him hard. Song Erlang slowly woke up.
"You scared me to death. If anything happens, your mother will kill me!" Fang Youtian's happy expression froze for a moment, and he said in a solemn tone: "You borrowed one hundred taels of profit, and it will double in one day. If you don’t pay by the deadline, they will chop off your hand.”
"I, we..." Song Erlang's face turned pale, and he grabbed Fang Youtian's hand in fear, "Let's borrow some more money. I can bring you good luck. Let's work together to win back all the money we lost. "
"Erlang..."
Song Erlang didn't wait for Fang Youtian's persuasion and went directly to Brother Niu to borrow money.
But his luck seemed to have run out, and he only won once after losing nine times. Song Erlang was so angry at the loss that he borrowed a total of five hundred taels of silver. He wanted to borrow more, but Brother Niu kicked him out.
"Song Erlang, I'll give you three days to pay off your debt. If you still can't pay, I'll chop off your hand." Brother Niu threatened fiercely: "Without your hand, I want to see how you take the imperial examination!"