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By Hei Se Hua Deng
Ye Fei certainly can't tell Stallone why he knows that Samba will lose because he has a strong backing in his mind.
Samba is still shaking the coloring.
哗啦啦啦~~
Shaking up and down, left and right.
After a minute.
Still shaking.
Two minutes later.
Still shaking.
After three minutes...
Everyone has to vomit blood, are you a grandson, and you are finished? Do you have to stop these three dice before you stop?
A group of Styron people also want to smoke, and stare at Samba one by one, they know that the goods are intentional.
"Ye Shen, this grandson is playing tricks," Long Gore said.
Ye Fei smiled and shook his head and said: "He didn't care, just because of me and patience. He is shaking, I am listening. In this process, as long as I am slightly distracted, he will have a chance to win."
"Ah? Then I am not talking to you, is it distracting you?"
"It's okay, he is not worthy of being too serious."
"what?"
Stallone is directly speechless, and people at this level of Samba are not worthy of being seriously treated by Ye Shen? Big Brother, people are the first little master of Las Vegas.
Seeing Ye Fei turn his head and Stallone said two words, Samba's mouth suddenly revealed a slight incomprehensible smile.
boom!
Just as Ye Fei had just finished talking to Stallone, Samba directly buckled the color on the table.
It can be said that he is very good at this time, because when Ye Fei’s words have just been finished, it is also the time when Ye Fei’s attention is least concentrated, and it is also the time when Ye Fei is most likely to make mistakes.
So at this point in time, the color 盅 is buckled, and Ye Fei’s hope is very embarrassing.
Sure enough, everyone saw Samba at this point in time, and all of them were anxious for Ye Fei.
"Despicable, this product is too mean."
"What's special, this grandson is really too shameless."
"shameless."
"Ye Shen, you just lost your mind."
"Oh, Yeh, are you going to lose?"
Westbrook laughed and said: "Ye Shen, do you think you can win?"
Ye Fei does not care: "I think I should be able to win."
"Can you win? Don't forget that when you shake the dice in Samba, you are gone, so I am sorry, if you want to win on the table, sometimes it is dangerous."
"Well, this is what you said, but it seems to be wrong now."
"why?"
Ye Fei pointed to the color and said: "The result I want has already been said at the beginning, instead of waiting for you to count the number after the end of the dice, so I will not go when he shakes the dice. It doesn't matter if you walk away, as long as he opens the color, right, I win, wrong, I lose, not so complicated."
Westbrook: "......."
The smile of this goods solidified on the face, because Ye Fei said yes, he made a mistake.Before Shake the dice, Ye Fei already said, he wants 2, 4, 6, instead of waiting until Samba shakes, guess, don't look at the same points that are guessed, but after shaking and guessing Guess is totally different.
Before you shake, guess the number. All the pressure goes to the side of Samba, which is the banker's side. After shaking, guess, the pressure is on the side of the player. These are two very different results.
Now that Ye Fei first tells the points, he has no pressure. He only sees how Samba shakes and the pressure is on Samba. Therefore, it is not a big relationship for Ye Fei.
Samba sneered coldly: "It seems that Ye Shen must think that I am shaking two or four six?"
Ye Fei shook his head and said: "Not sure, but you haven't opened it yet, you can't say that I lose."
Samba is happy.
Who is he?
He is Samba, and on the bright side is the third master of Las Vegas's shaker. Only a few people know that he is the real first master.
As the first master of the casino, his ability to control the dice has reached a point of horrible, and it is no exaggeration to say that even if he is shaking his eyes with his eyes closed, he wants to see the dice in his heart. He can shake a few points.
At this point, of course, he knows that the three dice below this color are a few points. Ye Fei guesses that it is 246. He can't shake it out at 246, because he loses himself.
So, he shook two or three or five points.
Now see Ye Fei let him open the color, he is simply a happy and happy, he wants everyone to look at their own defeat Ye Fei, the former Asian gambling king defeated.
This is definitely a supreme glory for him, even more exciting than the 50% commission that Visbrook has promised him.
"Ye Shen, I am driving."
Ye Fei shrugged and said: "Open up, don't open, how do you know who wins and who loses?"
"But after you open it, you will find that you are wrong."
"Oh~ It seems that you already know how many three dice are below?"
"Oh, of course, the person who shakes the dice is me. If I can't even do this, I think my samba has disappeared in the casino. You are optimistic. In order to make you lose, you can Don't blink, the number of points in the three dice below the color is - two! three! five! I am..... what is going on?
What happened? ”
Samba also vowed a moment ago, but after picking up the color, the legs were soft and directly slammed on the ground, and then quickly stood up from the ground, a pair of eyes squinting at the three colors on the table. Son, he is afraid of seeing his own eyes, but also rubs his eyes and looks carefully again, still the same.
Not only was Samba urinating, but Westbrook was even more screaming, and the fat body was slammed on the ground, and the cigars in his hand went out far.
"Impossible! Impossible! How could this be?! Samba........ Are you special with me to do me?!"
Samba snarled: "How is it possible? I am a samba who is a bad face."
"How can this be explained?""Where do I know, I am shaking two or three!"
"But how did this become 246?"
"I really do not know."
That's right, when the color is turned on, everyone's eyes are all staring at the three dice on the table, which is really the twenty-six six of Ye Fei's guess.
At this moment, everyone has a feeling of suffocation, all jumping in the first place.
"Two four four!!"
"Right, yes, Ye Shen is right!"
"Roll yours, what is Meng, once is the Mongolian, these two are right, still called Meng? This is called technology, this is called level, you do not understand? Do not know not to scream."
"Insane, I am going crazy, Ye Shen is too bullish?"
"Encirclement, cofferdam, and won!"
Whether it is the person who knows Ye Fei or the person who does not know Ye Fei, in the moment when the color is opened, all of them are given to Ye Fei.
No way, this person in front of me is really too powerful. Many of them are mixed in the casino for many years. I have never seen such a person who has changed too much. You can also join the two in the coffers. yuan? This is no luck, no luck, there is absolutely a lot of articles here.
Depp held the table with his hands, and the whole body was shaking and shaking. He knew that this game would be an exaggeration to say that the casinos lost a lot of them.
His brain is full of cold sweat, although this casino is not his, but he is the second child, if the casino is finished, it is not easy for him to find such a good job.
" Lost? Lost, lost!"
De Pulian said that he lost three times, and he couldn’t hold it anymore. He sat down on the ground with his eyes flat and his eyes were gone.
And Samba is completely dumbfounded, this cargo stared at the three dice on the table and looked at it for a long time, suddenly looked up at Ye Fei, and looked at the sly words: "You are swindling! You smoke thousands!"
Ye Fei grinned and said: "If you lose, you lose. You must face any setbacks and failures like a man, instead of making excuses for failure and finding reasons, so you can only let others look down on you."
"But how is this?"
Samba still does not give up, because things are too evil, he can swear that he is shaking two or three five, how to open it into two or four? The underpants that are lost are gone.
"How can this be? I don't think you should ask me this question, but ask yourself, because you are always shaking, I am watching, and I am so far from the table, even if I want to cheat, it is impossible. The eyes are bright, they can't do it when they look at me, and you have monitoring here. If I didn't guess wrong, all the cameras are now facing us. You can pass the camera. Check out the situation on the spot."
Ye Fei finished, directly a bag of arms, standing in your joy to look at Samba and Westbrook.
At this point, the two people were completely panicked. They couldn’t panic. This is money, and it’s a lot of money. If you take it out, your casino is absolutely hanged.
"Let people adjust the video of the scene and show it to me carefully." Westbrook yelled.Someone rushed out and the result didn't take long to run back.
"Boss, everything is ok."
"Nima, how can I lose normally?"
"The key is that Ye Shen really didn't cheat."
"He must be cheating!"
"......."
Everyone saw it at this time, and this Westbrook didn't want to accept it.
Yes, Westbrook wants not to accept it.
But with so many people watching, he has to accept it!
He turned his head and samba, then pointed at it twice, and did not say a word.
Samba is also full of cold sweat, he knows that he is finished, even if Westbrook does not find his own trouble, he can not stay in Las Vegas later, after all, the signboard is paralyzed.
"I want to know why this is?" Samba looked at Ye Fei and asked again.
Ye Fei shrugged and said: "I don't know why, anyway, I won, you lost."
"But I shouldn't lose."
"Well, I really shouldn't lose, so I won."
The two people are talking about tongue twisters. The people around them are all turning their eyes, rubbing, don’t be poor, and quickly count the money, hundreds of millions.
At this point, I don’t have to worry about Ye Fei at all. Someone has started to help Ye Fei calculate the money.
"17.25 million turns 150 times........ lying trough, lying trough, lying trough!"
"Fried, fried, fried."
“How much?”
"2,58.7 million!"
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