Guoyun: My system rests with the country

Several gamblers sitting opposite Shelm shook their heads and got up and left the gaming table.

Several gamblers who gambled against each other were blown away by Shelm.

"Hahaha, come on, it's still early, is there anyone else who has a game with Uncle Shelm?"

Everyone shook their heads, tonight was really evil, Shelm didn't know if he touched God's mother, but he was so lucky.

Even the almost impossible leopard can be suppressed, which is really evil.

Shelm couldn't stop thinking about it. It seemed that his decades of luck had been used up tonight. It was unbelievable that he was so lucky.

He also knows that such a state is rare, and he just wants to be so lucky for a little longer, so that he can win more money.

Shelm couldn't help calling the familiar gamblers off, and everyone responded with their middle fingers.

"I don't know if I can come and play two."

Lin Dong stood up and walked to the gaming table.

"People from the Xia Kingdom?"

Shelm frowned. There was an unwritten rule in the Bureau of Special Affairs. This institution excluded Asians, especially people from the Xia Kingdom, and was targeted by the higher-ups.

Even if it wasn't very special, these white people didn't want to have any interaction with Xia people at all.

But this Xia Guoren in front of him looks good.

To be precise, this Xia Guoren should be very rich!
The windbreaker on his body is Swarovski's new autumn style, and the unit price is 3 Citi coins, and the watch on his wrist, if you read it correctly, the Patek Philippe costs at least 80 Citi coins.

Shelm's luck was red, and he nodded arrogantly and said, "If you want to play, you can, but now the price has increased, and a single bet is at least 1000 Citicoins."

hiss~!

All the spectators around gasped.

If Lin Dong wasn't a native of Xia, the people at the scene would have begun to despise Shelm for being shameless.

Taking advantage of good luck to temporarily raise the price is simply taking advantage of the fire.

Lin Dong didn't say anything.

He nodded in agreement, and pulled out his chair to sit across from Shelm.

Put all the chips you just exchanged on the table.

A sharp-eyed person took a look and shouted loudly: "Hey, Shelm, this guy only has 850 Citicoin chips, not enough for 1000!"

"Hey, kid, didn't you understand the rules? As I said, every time you bet, you get at least 1000 chips!" Shelm said viciously.

"Don't worry, give me 1 minute."

After speaking, Lin Dong got up and came to the gambling table just now. On the odds of 1 to 1, he bet 150 Citicoin chips and bought small.

"Two two three, seven o'clock."

Lin Dong returned to Shelm's table with the chips worth 150 yuan he had won.

"Well, it's exactly 1000 now"

Shelm's expression froze, is the other party giving him a blow?

"Boy Huang, don't play tricks in front of Uncle Shelm, let's roll the dice and win!"

Shelm fixed his eyes on Lin Dong, and raised the sieving cup with both hands and danced back and forth.

Sha~sha~sha~!

With a bang, the sieve cup fell heavily on the table.

"Boy, it's your turn!"

Lin Dong shook it casually twice.

People around sighed one after another. Lin Dong's dice rolling technique was extremely unfamiliar, and he could even be said to be a layman. Shelm got another big ticket, and he made a net profit of 1000 Citi coins.

Shelm also saw that the other party was unprofessional, so he took the lead to lift the cover with confidence.

"Five five six, sixteen o'clock!"

Wow~!

Everyone was shocked, but fortunately he didn't end up just now, and Shelm's luck was as red as ever.

"Boy, don't look at it, bring the money here, if you have money, continue, if you don't have money, get out!"

Lin Dong smiled slightly, and slowly lifted the lid of the sieve cup.

"Five six six, seventeen o'clock!"

The sound around the gaming table is clear!
"This... this is not scientific!"

"My God, push Shelm a little harder."

"Tonight's duel is something to watch, this Xia Guoren is also very lucky."

Shelm reluctantly threw 2 chips worth 500 to Lin Dong.

"Hey, lucky boy, I want to raise this hand, 2000 games, come or not!"

It seemed that Shelm was planning to get back the loss just now.

Lin Dong was noncommittal and signaled Shelm to announce the rules.

"What the hell, this one is smaller than the one! You shake it first, and you drive it first"

Lin Dong still used an unprofessional way, shaking it casually twice as if shaking dust, and then uncovered it.

"Hahahaha~! This kid is doomed."

"Did he hear wrongly? Shelm said this is Bi Xiao."

"Well, it seems that this kid's good luck has only lasted for a while. God still favors Shelm."

In the lid that Lin Dong opened, it was actually "five five six, sixteen o'clock."

This number is exactly the same as the last shake of Shelm.

Shelm licked his lips and smiled, as if he still had luck.

He slowly and carefully shakes the sieve cup, and then uncovers it.

"Five six six, seventeen o'clock!"

"Sorry, it seems like I won this one again!"

"This... this is incredible!"

People exclaimed that the points of the two in the previous hand were actually reversed, and this hand was smaller than the other.

"Impossible, impossible, this handful of 4000 Citi coins, and let others shake it, you can't touch the sieve cup."

Shelm, who lost two games in a row and lost 3000 Citicoins, was obviously in a hurry.

Betting dice against Lin Dong, he was not allowed to shake the sieve cup himself.

Such demands are not only excessive, but even smack of coercion and discrimination.

But this is the grievance between Shelm and a Xia Guoren, Xia Guoren, it’s okay to bully him occasionally.

Lin Dong didn't take it seriously, shrugged his shoulders, piled chips worth 4000 Citicoins in front of him, and moved his chair to take two steps back.

"This one is still Bi Xiao, William, help him shake it."

A bet of 4000 Citicoins is not too small, and there is a circle of people standing around.

A yellow-haired boy named William stood up, raised the sieve cup and shook it vigorously.

The two opened the cup almost at the same time.

Shelm "122, 5 points"

William "112,4 points"

"Fuck, William, why don't you eat shit!"

Shelm was so angry that he grabbed the ashtray and threw it at the yellow-haired William.

This William has always been famous for his bad hands, and he is also famous for losing nine out of ten bets. How could he beat him this time!

Seeing Lin Dong who was resting before him, Shelm had a hint of fear in his eyes: "Could it be that this kid is his nemesis?"

Shelm, who was sitting on thousands of chips just now, saw his fortune shrinking sharply, to just over 3000.

His chest rose and fell sharply, and his eyes stared at Lin Dong uncertainly, with a fierce light shining.

"What the hell, Director Michael is right, all the Xia people are not good people, what the hell!"

Lin Dong adjusted his position to make himself more comfortable, and said:
"It seems that this gentleman is running out of chips, tsk tsk tsk, we Xia people pay attention to a word of destiny, since this is the case, I will give you a chance, you can use the chips you have now to stud with me, if you win, All my chips are given to you!"

"What? People from the Xia Kingdom, think about it clearly, we at Citigroup don't make jokes."

"3000 against 8000? Is this Xia Guoren crazy or inflated?"

"Hmph, there is an old saying in Xia Guo that a proud soldier will definitely fail. Just wait and see, the Xia Guo people will cry in a while!"

Lin Dong continued to strike while the iron was hot, saying, "I'm really sorry for winning so much money."

"Big or small, it's up to you, and this one, the two sifters are all up to you!"