Street guy, what's wrong with having too many first-class merits?

The boss was so excited that he couldn't win.

Seeing Cui Jue win a hundred in the first hand, not only the boss, but even the people watching around felt incredible.

Cui Jue started his second operation.

Cui Jue exerted a little force with his right hand, and then released it.

Then he saw the marble slowly bouncing forward.

Originally, the boss felt that he would fall down by himself when he saw this force.

But what a coincidence is that the marble brushed the edge and fell into the hundred square.

And this time, the crowd of onlookers around were all blown up, and no one did not sigh that Cui Jue was so lucky.

Even the stall owner felt that Cui Jue was a blind cat that met a dead mouse this time.

Only Cui Jue understood that this was not luck, but his ability to adjust his muscles slightly.

Then Cui Jue adjusted the details and hit the 100-ball box every time.

When Cui Jue was about to start the sixth round of marbles, the stall owner had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

And Cui Jue saw the boss gesture to someone.

It might be a signal to his accomplices nearby.

Then the stall owner made some small movements under the roulette wheel, as if he had stuck something underneath.

Cui Jue didn't care, but took out his phone and called Zhang Meng.

"Hey, Brother Meng, come to the night market for a midnight snack."

Zhang Meng on the other side of the phone was full of question marks.

"Didn't I tell you that I'm on duty today and can't leave? I'll make an appointment with you tomorrow night."

"I know, just come over. I've made a lot of money at a street stall today. Remember to call more brothers to come with you."

Now Zhang Meng was even more confused. Why did Cui Jue go to the street stall to make money?

But he heard Cui Jue's next sentence, "Call more brothers to come with you."

Zhang Meng understood that Cui Jue had discovered something again and was asking him to take the credit.

Zhang Meng didn't believe that with Cui Jue's skills, there would be any criminals that could stump him.

"Okay, we'll be there right away. We're going to give you a good beating tonight."

After hearing that Zhang Meng understood what he meant, Cui Jue hung up the phone.

To be honest, the reason why it took so much effort was to ask Zhang Meng and his team to bring more people.

It wasn't because he couldn't solve it if he refused, but because Cui Jue just saw a person whose information was a little special.

(Yan Lei, crime value: 763 points, a gold medal fighter, once accidentally killed someone in the boxing ring, was sentenced to 8 years, and was later recruited by the local gangster. He now manages the vendors in the entire night market, and there are several scam stalls.)

It was because of the appearance of Yan Lei that Cui Jue called Zhang Meng.

Cui Jue remembered that Er Gouzi was in charge here before, but he was not seen now.

Instead, it was Yan Lei with a face full of flesh.

And several accomplices came later.

(Zhang San, sin value: 89 points, bullying the market, kicking the good leg of the lame man...)

(Li Si, sin value: 86 points, doing all kinds of evil, slapping the good mouth of the mute...)

(Wang Wu, sin value: 98 points, a gentleman, persuaded the fallen girl to change her ways...)

(Xia Jian, sin value: 250 points, despicable, dragged decent women into the water...)

There is not a single good person among these people.

Cui Jue was also ready to continue playing, but the boss persuaded him.

"Brother, you are so lucky, but I will lose a lot. If you continue like this, I am afraid I will have to pay you all my wealth.

How about this, I have an idea, just see if you dare to play."

Hearing the boss's words, Cui Jue also knew that he was going to be slaughtered like a pig.

And they were also going to set a trap for him, but he didn't know how big they were going to play.

"Oh, what does the boss say? I'm really lucky now, don't deny your loss."

"Little brother, please don't look down on me. As long as you can win, I will definitely give you money.

The rules are also very simple. You have 5,000 yuan. Let's play 1,000 yuan each time.

If you hit it, I will multiply it by 100 times. How about it? You are lucky now, dare you try it?"

Hearing the boss say 1,000 times, Cui Jue also felt that the boss would not have proposed this rule if he was not absolutely sure this time.

But Cui Jue is not afraid, because he is here to deal with this group of people.

"Let's do it. I'm so lucky. As long as I play a 100, it will double to 10,000. What am I afraid of?"

Hearing Cui Jue's words, the boss was relieved.

He just saw Yan Lei's instruction to him was to double it.

Hundred times, he was really afraid that if the bet was so big, the young man would run away and not play anymore.

But now, perhaps because he had won many times before, the young man was arrogant and actually agreed.

"Okay, young man, you have courage. The brave ones will die of overeating and the timid ones will die of starvation. Then let's start."

After that, he made a gesture of invitation, indicating that Cui Jue could start.

When the people around saw such a big bet, the old man who just gave up his seat wanted to stop him.

Advise Cui Jue to think carefully, people say that nine out of ten gamblings are scams.

He was just overwhelmed just now, but if he gave up his seat now.

In the end, the young man lost everything.

He felt guilty, but before he could speak, Cui Jue had already agreed.

The old man had to give up, after all, the matter was a foregone conclusion, and Cui Jue had transferred all the money to the other party.

Now he can only pray that the young man can win. Even if he can't win, it's good to get his money back.

Cui Jue had already started the first round of the thousand-yuan gamble.

He just exerted force with his fingers and then let go.

The ball bounced forward, and everyone thought it would be like before.

When the marble was about to reach the highest point, Cui Jue felt that the marble paused.

It was this moment that made the marble that should have passed fall back.

Everyone felt sorry for it, after all, it was just a little bit away.

Except for Cui Jue, no one noticed that the boss on the opposite side was obviously relieved when he saw the marble fall.

To be honest, the boss had no idea, especially this last resort.

If it didn't work, he would have to pay 10,000 yuan this time.

Of course, this money would definitely not be paid by Yan Lei, the manager of this night market.

It was paid by him. You know, this 10,000 yuan, but he can only earn it back in two months here.

But fortunately, the device given by his boss behind the scenes worked.

He also kept the money in his wallet.

As for what would happen if Cui Jue lost all his money, what did that have to do with him?

"What a pity, little brother. You were just a little bit away from winning, but it's not that easy to take my money."

He continued to provoke Cui Jue. He was afraid that Cui Jue would stop playing after losing one round.

You know, this five thousand yuan includes his five hundred commission.

Cui Jue also seemed to be very annoyed about his move just now.

He really started the second round like a gambler.