Brother Yi’s usual way is to lose as much as he takes. He is timid and becomes a little timid when he loses. The more he cowards, the more he loses, the more he loses, the more he loses, and the more he loses, the more he always gives money to the dark field. Today, the two of them stood in the same row of refrigerators, next to him. Brother Yi trusts Peng Cheng’s skills. He has seen Peng Cheng obsessed, and Peng Cheng is also brave and often wins money. He knows all of these, so Brother Yi follows Peng Cheng to bet, but they are all more bets than Peng Cheng. Peng Cheng blocks one hundred, Brother Yi doubles, Peng Cheng blocks two hundred, and Brother Yi bets three hundred, so he wins a lot.

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When he left the house, Brother Yi wanted to invite Peng Cheng to dinner, but Peng Cheng did not postpone it. The money left was equivalent to Peng Cheng winning it back alone. He ate this old brother and refused to surrender him. After drinking and eating, Peng Cheng did not go home with Brother Yi. Brother Yi was a little wandering, but Peng Cheng did not. He sent Brother Yi to his house and turned back to the dark scene.

The young man felt depressed! The more he ate, the more he felt. When he entered the dark scene, Brother Yi won more than him. He bet on those things, but he still had less capital. If he didn't, Brother Yi could win money? Peng Cheng thought angrily, Brother Yi would have to pee if he lost money, and he would bet on one hundred and one hundred. If he lost, he would become a 550-50-year-old bad guy. What ability would he have to win money?

Thinking of this, Peng Cheng was so angry that he held the thousand in his hand. He felt that today was the day for him to prepare for Peng Cheng, so that Brother Yi could get a bargain for nothing. He had to do such a good luck, and he had to do it to death.

So he transferred to the dark field and did it decisively.

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"Brother Yi, are you a brother?"

"Then you send me your money, I will borrow it, and I will give it to you after I win."

He was really courageous. After losing a thousand, Peng Cheng called Brother Yi and said it bluntly. Does it look like a martial arts novel? Mr. Jin Yong must have had the experience of being addicted to gambling, otherwise he would not have found the most painful point in this way, and it would be so comfortable and relaxed.

"Brother Yi, can you trust me? If you lose, I will give you the money." Peng Cheng's hair stood up. Now he was like a porcupine with red eyes, and he was stabbed several times, still full of fighting spirit and courage.

It was also because he lost in the field just now. Peng Cheng felt a sense of heat pressing his forehead, and he felt like he was having a pot. He didn't know why the luck in the afternoon was gone. This time he brought this thousand yuan in, but he lost all his energy, and he didn't even make a turn. Before he could even react, the money was gone. He was not angry now, but he was urinating.

Brother Yi wore a pair of trousers and gave Peng Cheng the money he gave. He brought 3,000 yuan with his capital and profit, limped to Peng Cheng, and said meaningfully: "Brother, don't be impulsive, impulsive may not be able to win back."

"Then go with me." Peng Cheng roared. He was so annoyed by Brother Yi, as if he had urine. He gave all the money, why did he say nonsense?

But after he finished speaking, he felt it was inappropriate. Who was he angry with? Brother Yi didn't owe him anything, so he said again: "Okay, go with me! Then we two brothers have another drink, so I have to go and give you money in the middle of the night."

This kind of confidence in the king made Peng Cheng's image shine in Brother Yi's eyes. The old brother forgot the scolding in a blink of an eye. Although his little brother is not old, he has the demeanor of a general. Brother Yi didn't think much about it and followed Peng Cheng without changing his shorts. During this period, the young man answered a call, which was called by Xiao Min and asked him what he was doing.

"I'll go to bed!" The wind whistling on the road was not something that could be hung in the house.

“The house is so damn strong, I will hold a meeting window.”

"Well, it's okay. I'm watching TV. I'll definitely turn off when I go to bed later."

This string of lies was smooth and free, which made Brother Yi stunned. He bared his big yellow teeth and said with envy: "Brother, you are really good."

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Brother Yi said it was OK, but he could not withstand Peng Cheng's overwhelming confidence, and he could not withstand the situation of losing money. When there was no three thousand five, Brother Yi felt so regretful! Why did he ask for this money from his little brother? Alas! He shouldn't have come out. It must be because his pants were worn long, which affected the situation today.

Peng Cheng also completely drooped his head. He finally understood the true meaning of gambling. He must have really understood this. He didn't blame him for not bringing enough money. It was useless to lose. If he wanted to win enough money, he had to have enough capital in his pocket. Otherwise, if he lost, he would not have the chance to win back because he didn't bring enough money and could not hold on until the machine gave him face.

Aunt Xue’s five hundred, plus Brother Yi’s three thousand five, okay, Brother Yi said it’s enough to give two thousand, and give some capital. Peng Cheng’s head buzzed loudly, and he quickly fell down.

Lying on the bed, the young man was stunned. Why did he get it back?

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Today, Beibei received a call from Peng Cheng's cousin Dalong. When she went to Peng Cheng's house for the first time, she followed a group of rural women in, facing her back to the boy who had been eating melon seeds. Perhaps she had talked about mutton soup, and Dalongtou called her until she was not in trouble. He said that he wanted to come and see his cousin and his cousin-in-law. Peng Cheng's family's enthusiastic way of speaking makes people wonder how to refuse. She did not reject Dalong too much on the phone, but called Peng Cheng.

As Dalong said, Peng Cheng's phone was indeed turned off. Beibei thought about it and called the bathhouse.

There is no need to ask if the person who answers the phone, it must be Xiao Min. The bar is doing this job, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"I'll look for Peng Cheng."

"snort."

Xiao Min's cold snorting mixed with too much ridicule made people feel ashamed. The tone of the fat girl calling Peng Cheng made Beibei weird, it seemed to be blocking her anger, and she seemed to be provoking.

Peng Cheng's footsteps were so loud that the phone was thrown on the bar. The solid sound guide was always better, as if it was against the ground, kicking and stomping. After waiting for a minute, Peng Cheng picked up the phone. It must be that Xiao Min was still talking to him something, and Peng Cheng should be vague.

"Dalong called to see you. Now it's here. Please call him back!" Beibei heard Peng Cheng answering the other end of the phone and said to her face, "There is a burning fire on her face, and she really wants to finish it quickly and hang up quickly."

"Well, you're fine!" Peng Chengding heard Beibei's grievance and asked softly.
Chapter completed!