Chapter 216 [216] From the Tone of Your Voice, You Won?
"Buy and leave!"
The dealer shook the dice cup again and shouted to the crowd.
A bunch of gamblers handed out their chips.
Mao Anyi couldn't wait to put 100,000 yuan of chips in the "big" betting area.
"This time, bet on small."
Seeing this, Tang Feng had to lean over to her ear and whispered.
"Why?" Mao Anyi looked at him puzzled.
"Just listen to me." Tang Feng didn't know how to explain to her, so he had to say it in an imperative tone.
"Why should I listen to you? I won't." Mao Anyi was very dissatisfied with his commanding tone and deliberately sang against him.
"Don't listen to good people, and you will suffer in front of you."
Tang Feng was too lazy to care about her anymore, and bet 100,000 yuan on "small".
Amid another round of shouting from the crowd, the dealer opened the dice cup.
1 point, 3 points, 3 points, add up to 7 points, small!
"Alas..."
Those who bet wrong beat their chests and stamped their feet, and some even cursed.
And Mao Anyi stared blankly at the three dice, muttering to himself, "It's really small?"
"Are you stupid? I told you to bet small." Tang Feng said coldly while collecting the chips.
Mao Anyi glared at him angrily, "Didn't you just guess right once? What's there to be proud of?"
"Wrong, it's the third time." Tang Feng pointed to the two chips he had just won.
Three times added up, he had won 210,000.
"Tsk, just shit luck." Mao Anyi couldn't stand his boasting.
She had heard Tang Feng and Zhou Bingrui chatting before, and he said that he couldn't use physiognomy easily because it would backfire.
Without using physiognomy, he was just gambling on luck, and it was impossible for him to have such good luck every time.
At this time, a new game began.
"If you want to win, follow me." Tang Feng said as he pushed the 100,000 yuan chips to the "small" side.
"Tsk, I just don't believe this." Mao Anyi pushed the 100,000 yuan chips to the "big" side again in a rage.
The dice cup was opened, 2 points, 2 points, 3 points, a total of 7 points, still small.
"Come again!"
Mao Anyi's stubborn temper also came up, and she continued to sing the opposite tune with Tang Feng.
No matter what he bet, she bet on the opposite side.
After three consecutive rounds, Tang Feng won three consecutive rounds.
And she had lost all the 500,000 chips that Tang Feng gave him.
"Haha, keep showing off." Tang Feng looked at her with gloating.
"Wait, I'll go change the chips." Mao Anyi got up angrily and was about to exchange the chips.
Seeing this, Tang Feng hurriedly pulled her back, "I really admire you, Lao Liu. You'd better watch from the side. With your skills, you can lose everything in one night."
Mao Anyi pursed her lips and didn't insist.
She just couldn't stand Tang Feng's tone of contempt for her, so she deliberately got angry with him.
Now slowly calmed down, and suddenly woke up.
It seemed that Tang Feng had never lost since he sat at the table.
There was no skill to speak of in a game like this, it was all based on luck.
It was reasonable to win one or two times occasionally, but winning six or seven times in a row was a bit outrageous.
Not only did she find this out, but even the dealer saw the problem.
Judging from his experience, to win so many times in a row, he must be either a master of gambling or cheating.
But he had been observing Tang Feng's every move just now, and didn't see any signs of cheating.
Did he really meet a master?
He tried three more rounds, and Tang Feng won all the bets without any suspense.
"I've won 10 rounds in a row!"
The dealer was secretly shocked.
Except for the first round where he won 10,000 to test the waters, he bet 100,000 in the next nine rounds.
In other words, in just a short time, Tang Feng had won 910,000.
Of course, if the 500,000 that Mao Anyi lost is excluded, he only won 410,000.
But this result is already very impressive.
At this time, Zhou Bingrui came over dejectedly, "Xiao Feng, how much did you lose?"
Tang Feng smiled and looked at him, "From the tone of your voice, you lost?"
Zhou Bingrui was stunned, "From the tone of your voice, you won?"
As he said, he looked down at the chips in Tang Feng's plate and found that there seemed to be a few more chips.
"You are really good, you can win? How much did you win?" Zhou Bingrui counted the chips in surprise, "Oh my god, you won more than 400,000? I didn't realize you have the potential to be a gambling god?"
"Not 400,000, more than 900,000, I lost 500,000." Mao Anyi said ashamedly.
"More than 900,000?" Zhou Bingrui looked at Tang Feng with a dull look, his expression was extremely complicated.
Although more than 900,000 is just a drop in the bucket for a rich man like him.
But after all, this is the money won at the gambling table, the meaning is very different.
In his concept, those who can win money at the gambling table are all gambling gods.
"Xiao Feng, how did you win? Can you teach me a few tricks?" He asked Tang Feng humbly.
"How much did you lose just now?" Tang Feng did not answer him and asked instead.
"Ahem, you know." Zhou Bingrui spread his empty hands and curled his lips helplessly.
"Don't tell me that you lost more than 5 million?" Tang Feng's eyes were straight.
"It can't be said that you lost all, you can only say that you spent money to buy some experience." Zhou Bingrui scratched the back of his head, looking embarrassed.
"You are really a spendthrift, it's only been a few minutes?" Tang Feng was completely speechless.
It's not even 20 minutes, and this guy actually lost 5 million.
It's not an exaggeration to say that he is a spendthrift!
"Ahem, okay, don't talk about me, just play your game quickly, and try to win back what I lost." Zhou Bingrui smiled.
If someone else lost 5 million, they would probably want to jump off the building.
But this guy didn't take it seriously at all, as if he didn't lose 5 million, but 5 yuan.
Tang Feng was completely speechless to him.
At this time, a new game started.
He hurriedly calmed down and threw himself into the gambling game again.