Chapter 382 Happy Days in the Long Years

"It shouldn't be... it's unreasonable..."

Yu Guo, who was sitting cross-legged on the grass, looked at the remaining one to three in his hand, frowned and muttered.

Hong Fu proudly wore a piece of red cloth on his head, obviously he had become a landlord.

He looked at Yu Guo with contempt, then at the short poker ghost, and sneered:

"Shunzi, can someone take care of this?"

Yu Guo was still immersed in his own world, and it was impossible for him to take care of it with the mistress in his hand.

The poker ghost's face trembled a few times, he clutched the four aces in his hands and did not dare to speak.

Hong Fu snorted, leaned to the right, leaned on the hill-like pile of coins, and threw the Wangbang out of his hand.

"Your cards are too bad, and you want me to fight the landlord with you.

My hand is the landlord card, and neither you nor the poker devil can win. "

Completely different from the mahjong game at Ji Li's side, Hong Fu's side at Doudizhu is completely dominated by one person.

The cards in his hand were all incredible, killing the Poker Ghost and Yu Guo without any ability to fight back, and pocketing the coins one after another.

Not only was Yu Guo envious, but even Poker Ghost's breathing was a little heavy.

Yu Guo was so angry at Hong Fu's words that he threw the pair of mistresses on the ground, stood up suddenly, pointed at the poker ghost and shouted:

"I don't believe he was so lucky, I asked for the cards to be changed!"

The Poker Ghost naturally wanted what he wanted. He snapped his fingers and took away the playing cards on the ground, then took out a new pair of unopened playing cards.

Yu Guo didn't care whether the opponent was a ghost or not, he snatched it from his hand, opened it, and started checking the cards one by one.

Hong Fu waved his hand, looking indifferent, leaning on the pile of coins, shaking his legs, picking his nose and said:

"Just let the two of you fight it out. You can't turn the tables anyway."

Poker Ghost looked at Hong Fu's figure, his short body trembling slightly, and his big mung bean eyes flashed with an imperceptible light.

Yu Guo threw the new cards on the ground, opened the last bundle of ghost coins, threw down fifty million and shouted:

"Come again! Let's fight for words today and we must take him down!"

Obviously, in the poker game, Yu Guo has already paired up with the ghost, working together to fight against the unlucky Hong Fu.

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Compared to the farce in the mahjong and poker games, the dice game seemed particularly quiet and serious.

The dice ghost stood directly opposite the four clerks, shaking the dice box vigorously with his fat hands.

The sound of the six dice hitting the wooden dice box was heard all the time, and after half a minute, it was slammed against the table.

The dice ghost swept his eyes from left to right over the faces of the four clerks, signaling for them to place bets.

Jie Zheng, the one on the far left, was holding two hundred million in his hand, looking at the closed dice box and lost in thought.

Eight rounds had been played before, and there were eight small ones. He was guessing what the probability would be that there would be another small round in the ninth round?

Compared to Mei Sheng, Dai Yingqi and Xiao Qianduye, Jie Zheng has some understanding of dice.

According to normal thinking, if there are eight small rounds ahead, most people will choose to bet big.

But this is a misunderstanding in gambling. In fact, the size of each bet has nothing to do with the past times.

Every game has a 50-50 probability.

But there is another metaphysical saying. In the minds of rational gamblers, the first eight games are all small games, so it is very likely that in the subsequent series of situations, the probability of small games will be greatly increased.

Of course, this has no basis in reality, it is just a rule summarized by gamblers.

So this time he corrected it, took out 200 million, and pushed it all towards Xiao.

The Dice Ghost looked at Mei Sheng again, with a strange look in his eyes.

Mei Sheng didn't say a word when she came here. In the first round, she directly bet all two bundles of ghost coins and chose one at random.

She was not interested in this gambling game at all. She came here to catch ghosts.

However, when they caught up with Yu Guo and wanted revenge, Ji Li and others didn't say anything about taking action immediately, so they just played with the three gambling ghosts.

Mei Sheng was extremely lucky on the first try and won a lot of money with two bundles of 100 billion net coins.

The second time she bet all her principal and winning bets, and then lost them all.

In the subsequent rounds, Dai Yingqi lent her principal to bet. This time she bet all the borrowed 100 million.

Dai Yingqi also threw out 100 million and followed Mei Sheng to bet big.

The last one, little Qianduha, who is wearing a white cloth to cover her eyes, looks out of place with everyone.

She became less talkative. In fact, like Mei Sheng, she had not spoken at all until now.

But so far, she has never made a wrong choice in a game and won every game. The money at her feet is only a lot more than Hong Fu.

Because all of Mei Sheng's more than 100 billion yuan was won by her.

The gambling game is completely transparent to little Qianduye. The two choices are "big and small". Her eyes can see the disaster.

This disaster is luck.

For example, in the ninth game, others could not see it, but in her field of vision, she could see that there was a cloud of black air covering the general direction. It was obvious that betting there would definitely lose.

So Xiao Qianduye threw out a Ming coin with the smallest denomination and bet on Xiao.

The dice ghost opened the box, and sure enough this time it was still small.

Xie Zheng and Xiao Qianduye obtained all the bets on the gambling table, and each got back the principal they won according to the bet multiplier.

Xie Zheng looked at Xiao Qianduye. He felt that this woman had become different since she returned from the last mission.

The originally slightly weak character became mysterious, with a faint shadow of confidence and decisiveness, and the eyes blocked by the cloth strips could not affect her vision.

From the performance just now, it seems that Xiao Qianduye has the ability to cheat...

Jie Zheng hesitated for a moment, and asked Xiao Qianduye to exchange seats.

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"Hahaha, I've been watching you for a long time, how could you lose so badly!"

Ji Li's face was very bad, and there was only one last stack of bets left under his feet, only 100 million.

In just half an hour, he had lost all 99.9 billion, and now there was only one stack of ghost money left, which was only enough for him to play this last hand.

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears, attracting Ji Li's attention.

He turned his head and saw a vague figure. The female voice actually left the seventh branch and followed to watch him play cards.

Ji Li rubbed his face, lit a cigarette, and asked softly, "Why did you come out?"

"I'm watching you play mahjong. I've been in the hotel for so many years, it's really boring."

The female voice is not a very responsible hotel will. She actually abandoned the remaining staff of the hotel and came outside to watch Ji Li play cards.

"But I don't understand. You should be the best at calculation. How can you not win a hand?"

Ji Li's face was dark and he didn't say a word. He didn't understand it. He had already understood the rules completely, but his luck was so bad.

As long as he played cards, he would point the gun. If he didn't play cards, he would let others touch it by themselves. In the end, he still lost. No matter what, he lost.

This made Ji Li have to admit that everyone has something they are not good at. For example, today he found that he was not suitable for playing mahjong.

Tongguan and Fang Shenyan heard Ji Li talking to another person, but they ignored it.

At this moment, they were on guard and staring at the cards in their hands. Both of them were in a good situation.

Tongguan didn't lose money, and he even won a little. As long as Fang Shenyan won this hand, he could guarantee that he would not lose or lose even if it was a tie.

Of course, the reason they didn't lose money was because Ji Li almost lost all the money to the Mahjong Ghost by himself.

After two rounds, Ji Li felt something was wrong. The Mahjong Ghost opposite him was grinning at him again.

It was like this several times before. Whenever the Mahjong Ghost listened, he would look at him and smile, as if he really regarded him as a soft persimmon.

Its action made Ji Li, who was already in a very bad mood, even more hesitant. He looked at his hand cards that didn't look like cards and didn't form, and didn't know which one to play for a while.

The female voice bent down, looked at Ji Li's cards, and asked in his ear:

"Do you want me to see which one the ghost wants to win?"

"Hmm? Do I still need to cheat?" Ji Li refused decisively, and without thinking, he directly played a Wu Wan.

As soon as this card came to the table, Tongguan hadn't moved yet, and the Mahjong Ghost immediately put his hand on Wu Wan, shaking his head and trying to grab it back.

It was obviously going to knock it away.

Seeing this scene, Ji Li threw away the cigarette he had not finished smoking in his hand and stood up.

In the blank eyes of the two people and the ghost, the mahjong table was overturned unexpectedly.

Mahjong tiles were scattered all over the floor, and Tong and Fang quickly retreated to avoid being hit by the impact of mahjong tiles.

Ji Li's face was livid, and he stretched his right hand back, and a dark iron chain appeared in his palm. He looked fiercely at the mahjong ghost who was standing there and trembling.

"Still touching? I'll send you to reincarnation first! Don't play anymore!"

The female voice laughed so hard that she fell backwards. This was the happiest day in her long life.

Yu Guo, Hong Fu, the poker ghost, Xiao Qian Duye, Mei Sheng, Dai Yingqi, Jie Zheng and the dice ghost all looked at Ji Li who suddenly jumped up, and froze in place for a while.

Only Fang Shenyan still had a five-thousand-dollar card in his hand. He looked at Ji Li dragging the coffin to chase the three gambling ghosts and sighed:

"I won, all the same color."