Chapter 67 Moonlight Treasure Box

Who is doing the trick?

Zhang Yiming quickly made an analysis and judgment in his mind: Is it a dealer?

impossible.

The dealer on this table is a girl. She doesn't look like she has the ability to control her color with internal strength. Moreover, she is a casino person. If she really wants to do something, there must be other more convenient ways, so why don't she have to work so hard?

If casinos rely on raising such experts to be dealers, just paying their wages will be enough to make them go bankrupt.

Is it a gambler?

This should be without a doubt.

If so, from what we know now, the most likely one is the middle-aged man because he has this ability.

But the problem is that this person has been losing and losing and winning, and there is no abnormality.

Could it be that there is a master who is taller than a middle-aged man at this table and has not been discovered?

Even so, the same problem is still the same.

It's impossible. I have tried so hard to control my sex, and I won't lose money in order to win money, right?

Lose money!

Thinking of this, Zhang Yiming suddenly had an inspiration in his mind, and he thought of a very likely situation: the person who controls sex may be to lose money. Of course, it is not to let himself lose money, but to let others make a specific person lose money and keep losing money.

Why does this person want to do this?

Zhang Yiming still couldn't figure it out at the moment, but if he kept here, the answer would always be revealed.

It’s just a pity that Zhang Yiming still has his own affairs, and I don’t know if I can wait until the answer is revealed.

No matter what, let’s find out this unlucky guy who has been secretly teased by others.

Zhang Yiming turned his head, pretended to be intimate, took the opportunity to kiss Huanhuan's red lips again, then moved it to her ear, and said softly: See who has been losing money on the table.

Zhang Yiming likes how he is now. He can take the opportunity to taste Huanhuan at any time, but she can't refuse; and if Huanhuan wants to talk to him, he has to take the initiative to be intimate with him.

Thinking of Huanhuan's usual aura, he always frowned at him, but now he accepts it and depends on others. Zhang Yiming was happy. If it weren't for the important things to be dealt with, he really wanted to sit here all night and enjoy Huanhuan's unique charm.

Zhang Yiming didn't know that in front of him, Huanhuan's heart was no longer the same as before. Zhang Yiming pecked her lips, which immediately made her feel relieved, and she wanted to let him kiss her for a long time to comfort her wish.

Unfortunately, this is not the time to be kind to me after all. After hearing Zhang Yiming's words, Huanhuan nodded.

Zhang Yiming bet casually again, either losing or losing. He didn't care. He focused more on others' winning or losing. He was looking for the person who had been losing money on this stage with Huanhuan.

In addition, Zhang Yiming and Huanhuan's hands were always on the table. What surprised them was that not every time someone controlled the sex.

But Zhang Yiming quickly figured it out that since this person can control the sex, of course he can hear the points in the sex cup. If the person he is teased by him is losing, he naturally does not need to control the sex cup. Only when the person he wants to tease is right will he secretly take action to change the result.

After 2 handfuls, internal force came from the table again. This time, Zhang Yiming and Huanhuan both captured it firmly, and it was not as expected by Zhang Yiming. The internal force was emitted by a middle-aged man.

Both Zhang Yiming and Huanhuan knew where the middle-aged man was sitting. They could determine the source of the internal force without looking up and observing.

Zhang Yiming felt happy. In fact, this matter had nothing to do with him, but he was like a curious child who finally discovered a secret through exploration, and he was both proud and excited.

He reached out under the table and wanted to shake hands with Huanhuan, but failed to grab Huanhuan's hand, but touched her bare and smooth thighs.

Huanhuan's skin is as delicate as Lele, but her muscles are stronger and more plump.Lele's thighs are more soft, while Huanhuan is more elastic.With the reach of his fingers, Zhang Yiming was reluctant to leave again.

After being kissed by Zhang Yiming, Huanhuan was already restless. This time, his hand invaded such a sensitive part again, and Huanhuan couldn't control herself.

This part is so close to the woman's treasure land. Because Huanhuan's hot pants are extremely short and sexy, thinking that the magic hand is raging between her legs one step away from her honey lips, and she can attack her fortress at any time. Huanhuan only felt that Zhang Yiming's hand was like hot steam, and the steamed honey area made her humid and hot.

Huanhuan grabbed Zhang Yiming's hand and moved it away from her legs. She wanted to do this when her will still exist. Otherwise, she knew that she would definitely collapse completely, and things tonight would definitely be ruined.

Zhang Yiming thought Huanhuan was angry and angry, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand and put his mind back on the gambling table, not daring to act rashly again.

Since he was careful, the unlucky guy who had been losing money was soon discovered by Zhang Yiming. He was a thin young man. It was better to say that Zhang Yiming discovered him than to say that he was exposed by himself. At this time, he was already in a state of red eyes and started to curse while sweating.

It's really a fucking ghost, I didn't win.

Zhang Yiming glanced at the young man and found that he had few bargaining chips.

Zhang Yiming was thinking about how to find Laozai. After seeing this young man, he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

Zhang Yiming began to bet with the young man intentionally or unintentionally, and the bets were getting bigger and bigger. Soon, just like this young man, Zhang Yiming never won again.

The middle-aged man sometimes bets like young people, and sometimes they are different, keeping his winning status from time to time to hide his traces.

Huanhuan, who was in tune with each other, quickly understood what Zhang Yiming meant and began to stir up the atmosphere. She kept acting coquettishly beside Zhang Yiming, complaining in a tingling voice that others could hear: Husband, why are you always losing?Bet bigger and win back.

Zhang Yiming still bets the same as the young man and lost the same way, which made the whole table know about these two unlucky guys. Gradually, they bets big, others bets small, and no one wants to bet like them.

The young man looked at Zhang Yiming several times as if he had seen the Allied Army.

Zhang Yiming deliberately bets and murmured: I don’t believe in this evil.

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At this time, the middle-aged man frowned, and he also saw Zhang Yiming's strange behavior.

What's even more strange is that Zhang Yiming made the situation clear intentionally or unintentionally, and everyone on the table noticed this abnormal situation. The middle-aged man stopped controlling his eroticism, but Zhang Yiming and the young man still lost without winning.

The middle-aged man secretly tried on the table with both hands, and then a sharp gaze shot at Huanhuan. It turned out that Huanhuan was already controlling the points of the nude.

The middle-aged man was confused. He controlled his sex to make others lose money, which was reasonable, but Huanhuan made his own people lose money.

Is it intentional trouble?

The middle-aged man asked himself in his heart and immediately denied it.

If you are a troublemaker, you can fight with him. Even if you don’t want to conflict directly, just remind the young man. Can’t you make it a mistake to accompany him to lose money?

Before the middle-aged man could figure it out, the young man had already lost to the bottom. He wiped his face with sweat one by one, while patrolling the other people on the table with his eyes.

Finally, the young man took out a long wooden box from his pocket, put it on the table, stared at the shaking dealer and asked: Can I bet on things?

The dealer shook his head in a difficult face.Sorry, sir, we only bet on chips here.

But,……

When the young man was anxious, his voice became thinner. This is an antique and very valuable.

At this time, a fat man at the table smiled: What are you?

Moonlight Treasure Box.

The young man said seriously.

Not only fat people, but many people laughed.OK OK OK OK.

The fat man smiled and said, "I like the moonlight box."You can't bet here. How much does this Moonlight Treasure Box cost? I can sell it to me.

Others also started to make excuses, asking young people to sell the boxes to fat people.

Zhang Yiming knew what they were thinking. On this gambling platform, one side of the casino is the dealer, and the dealer's rules are to lose the loser and lose the winner.

This young man is so kind today, everyone hopes that he will stay on stage, so that as long as he doesn't bet the same as him, everyone can keep winning money from the dealer.

The fat man's words stunned the young man. He didn't know how much the guy in his hand was worth, so he couldn't answer for a while.

What's wrong, don't want to sell it?Then you can't turn the book, you lost a lot today.

The fat man said again.

The young man was anxious and sweated more.He was stunned for a while, and suddenly looked at Zhang Yiming with a look of asking for help.

Huh, what do you think of me?Zhang Yiming thought to himself, think I am Stephen Chow’s FANS?Even if I am, I don’t believe there is any moonlight treasure box.

Do you want it?

When the young man saw that Zhang Yiming was silent, he even started to ask.

I?

Zhang Yiming smiled and shook his head, no.

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It's really antique, it's amazing.It's not sold to you, it's a bet to you, and I'll use the money to redeem it.

The young man said unwillingly with disappointment.

Zhang Yiming felt that this unlucky guy looked so good at this moment. He also thought that a middle-aged man would tease this young man so much?

At this moment, the middle-aged man forced the young man to this point and disappeared. He even left the gambling table and turned to another table.

All right.

Zhang Yiming finally nodded, then you bet on this box and I will borrow chips to place a bet for you from now on.If you win, give me the chips. If you lose, remember the number and you can use the money to redeem it.

good.

The young man immediately pushed the wooden box in front of Zhang Yiming.

This is the way he is most willing to accept. He does not intend to sell this box, nor does he want to sell it to that fat man. He thinks that Zhang Yiming, the Allied Army, is trustworthy.

The middle-aged man is no longer at this gambling table, Huanhuan is even more unscrupulous, and Zhang Yiming bets and loses the same as the young man.

Zhang Yiming knew that at this time, it was no longer a middle-aged man who was playing young people.

Zhang Yiming felt a little guilty, but now he has his own purpose, so he has to implicate the young people.

Zhang Yiming thought to himself that the bargaining chips were made by himself anyway, and at worst, he could return the box to the young man and not give him any money to redeem it.

After losing too many more, Huanhuan started to make trouble first. No, there is something wrong with the sex here. Or there is someone to do something wrong, otherwise we can't win in one move.

It's Ah, I think it's weird too.

The young man also screamed.

Zhang Yiming stared at the dealer and said sternly: Little girl, the consequences are very serious.

In fact, the others on the table have long found it strange, but they have been using this opportunity to win money, and no one is willing to point it out.

In this hand, Zhang Yiming and the young man were betting on the big hand. The color cup had been shaken and covered on the table.

Zhang Yiming pointed to the dealer's hand and said: Take your hand away.I think the points are definitely small now. Is it right?

The dealer's face was already pale. She was just a job here. Today, these two people have been losing, and she felt a long time ago.

She knew she was innocent, but she couldn't explain it clearly.

She only hoped that Zhang Yiming and the others would stop betting, but they seemed to be possessed by the demon, and the young man took out a moonlight treasure box.

The dealer was nervous, but in the end he still couldn't escape Zhang Yiming's attack.

I don't know either.I'm not doing anything, so it's impossible for us to do this here.

The dealer defended.

We drove this one.If it is big and we win, it means we blame you wrongly; if it is small and we lose again, then... I can't say anything.

Then, open, open.

The dealer said tremblingly.

The color cup was revealed, and Xiao Zhang Yiming and the young man lost again.The dealer's face turned pale and he was about to cry.It's really not what I did.

Zhang Yiming ignored her and whispered softly, but it contained a sense of unnegotiable majesty: Call your boss here.