The platform that Peng Cheng touched was obviously a devil's way of playing. Generally, the fishing machine in the game hall has a maximum odds of 200, and even if it is as high as 300, it is almost the same. A fish from the fishing machine can pay between 6,000 and 12,000. Do you understand? As long as you can get the capital and be lucky, no matter how much money you lose on the anchor machine, you can win back with one vote on the fishing machine.

Brother Yi said that he saw a fat man with his own eyes exchanged for twenty coins with ten yuan and knocked out more than 20,000 yuan in one breath. His spark was hooked up by the man. The sensory stimulation was too strong, so he naturally couldn't resist it. He immediately took action, went to the bar to exchange coins, and went to the fishing machine. But he couldn't hold on for five minutes, and he didn't leave a single cent left, and he turned in.

Humph! Peng Cheng snorted and said, "I can't believe everything about Brother Yi. He has seen Brother Yi gamble. After changing coins, he can exchange a few coins." The young man looked at the side. He didn't believe in fishing machines, especially the machines in the room with such high odds, and he wouldn't vomit if he didn't eat enough. He touched the machine and thought to himself that the machine was already cold at this moment. I don't know if someone had just won or lost too much, but now there is no one to play.

"Brother Yi, you said that this machine just now had too much money and even gave up a large portion." Brother Yi was still begging around him endlessly, so Peng Cheng pulled out a sentence. In short, it was a question with no answer, so let him guess.

Brother Yi was also shocked. When he looked up, he didn't expect Peng Cheng to ask him like this. If Peng Cheng said things were too professional, although he was not familiar with such a place, he could only say this. Brother Yi didn't answer for a while, and he couldn't answer it. He felt that Peng Cheng might have known this thing for a long time, but he hadn't revealed it. He looked at the fishing machine and thought about it.

"Brother, you watch it first, I'll play with this."

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Peng Cheng watched Brother Yi rush out of the small crack next to the shelf, rubbing his stomach, and then turned around and walked towards the anchor machine against the south wall. There were the most people here in this scene.

This kid is still very smart, not so stupid that he thinks gambling is fair. Brother Yi squeezed in again without five minutes, holding a plastic box in his hand, and there was a steel word in it. He walked by Peng Cheng and winked at Peng Cheng, and both of them smiled heartily.

Peng Cheng stood outside everyone. He wanted to run forward, he wanted to play by himself. There were too many people in this film. One floor inside was sitting in front of the machine and two floors outside watched. These people were dressed in a fucking manner, but he was a little embarrassed.

The woman who was in the upper hand was far away from her and sat in a chair at the door chatting with someone. Peng Cheng had already seen her, and looked at the animals, and glanced at the people in the room from time to time, making people want to slap her twice. Peng Cheng opened his mouth twice, but he was embarrassed to speak out. The money in his pocket was laughed at.

Suddenly someone on the machine won the big pen, and the onlookers turned to the cash-winning refrigerator. Peng Cheng suddenly felt that he could not miss the opportunity anymore, so he said decisively: "Get points."

The young man squeezed over from a group of people. He shouted like this, but no one looked back at him. He walked to the front of the machine and sat on the stool. Perhaps his pants were too thin, and he felt the heat left by someone who had been going forward. He paid the flat girl to look at the money with her lower eyelids, stuffed it into her waist bag, lowered her head and twisted him a bet of two hundred yuan on the anchor machine. Two hundred and forty thousand yuan was the least bet of all their matches that day. Any machine next to her had hundreds of thousands of chips. His sand particles could not even get into the eyes of the other brothers, not to mention that he was dressed in a dress that was only wearing shorts.

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After the flat woman left, Peng Cheng sat alone, and in front of him was the small machine. He moved forward a little far away. He felt a sense of freedom to drive a bus. As expected, standing next to him, there was always someone who could squeeze him. After sitting down, he realized that this position was so suitable. If he squeezed beside him, it was still spacious.

"Oh! Brother."

The young man hadn't even started his first move. Brother Yi shook his fat belly and rubbed it over and called himself. His greasy face was sweating profusely. Big brother spread his hands and Peng Cheng understood. Brother Yi leaned over. Peng Cheng reached out and patted Brother Yi's wet back. Suddenly, he pulled his hand back and rubbed his pants.

"Hot?" Peng Cheng asked.

"Ah? Oh! Hot." Brother Yi said this, probably because he was more nervous than hot.

If anyone says that he takes out all his belongings to bet, even his legs are not weak, you say that his father must be Li Gang, otherwise he will play with his hard-earned money, and he will say that his legs are not weak. Who can believe it? I guess in order not to urinate on the spot, many people don’t dare to drink water for the first two days, and their legs are not weak, so their hearts should always tremble! But Peng * didn’t even tremble.

He is not a natural gambler, nor has any talented qualities, but he is so calm. Although Peng Cheng had 1,500 in his pocket, he actually paid 200 for the woman, so he planned to only pay 200. Every time he bet, he only weighed ten yuan in chips, so cautious that even Brother Yi, who stood there to cheer. The other brothers who bet together, would block four or five hundred chips, and one old man pushed all the way, one thousand two. Seeing Peng Cheng's ten yuan and eight yuan in playing style like the King Kong Cauldron, he could only smile slightly.

The most confusing thing is that Peng Cheng doesn't place bets every move. Maybe he can't call out, and he still wants to leave some backhand for himself? Who knows? Brother Yi couldn't understand, he was a little anxious, and he pointed his fingers back and forth on the trousers, really wanting to poke this kid.

So what if there are many people who don’t like him? Peng Cheng is unmoved here. He stared at the small refrigerator in front of him. He made up his mind and tried only 200. If it can be done or not, it will be 200. If it is really successful, he will send the money to his wife tomorrow. If it is achieved, it will be a deficit of 200 yuan. If it doesn’t work, borrow some from Xiao Min and don’t tell Beibei! He will return it to Xiao Min slowly.

So Peng Cheng continued to be cautious, but Brother Yi was already sweating. It was not unfamiliar to see how much money he lost, but he occupied the machine and did not lose fifty yuan for half an hour. It was rare in this casino. Although he was just watching the fun, Brother Yi was obviously unable to hold on his face. He stood behind Peng Cheng, and his friends in front won and lost, and he only had fifty yuan in half a day, and he was wearing only loose and loose flowery shorts, which really made him, a mature man with a proper formal dress, feel that he could not get out of Taiwan.

The eldest brother, who was 1,200 and 2, quickly lost money. He pushed the whole hand over and could only press more than 200 yuan. He didn't drive it out and completely returned to zero. The eldest brother threw the machine angrily, and cursed in his mouth. He packed up the cigarettes on the counter and pulled out. The young man next to him couldn't hold it anymore. He took out the remaining money and turned to the fishing machine to try to find out if he could get some.

Brother Yi felt even more shameless when standing behind Peng Cheng. Now there are fewer and fewer people on the field. All the rich have left, but Peng Cheng is still sitting upright. Everyone's eyes naturally dispersed to Peng Cheng. Seeing his tricks of ten yuan per hand, most of them would smile and look at Brother Yi again.

Peng Cheng didn't look at what everyone around him looked at, but Brother Yi couldn't do it. Sometimes people around him looked familiar with him, and would pound him with their elbows, then expose their back teeth, and smiled hard, making Brother Yi not safe everywhere. He secretly turned his body, his feet did not move, but he stuck his head behind someone else's back, and then he felt naturally standing behind the new guy, which was extremely smooth.

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Peng Cheng was like a lonely mystery explorer, staring at the refrigerator in front of him alone. His thin side face looked very beautiful, his jaw was beautifully sank into his neck. He was quietly staying, his eyes calm, as if he was blending with the world.

Both of them lost money, and many of the people present were a little cowardly. The big brother who was generous seemed to be the backbone of these people. He led several people to retreat and did not dare to bet. Almost everyone was a little depressed, disappointed with the machine in front of him, with a paraffin-like gray on his face. At this time, Peng Cheng showed amazing courage and courage. He pinched the most expensive two bets with two fingers of his left hand, and bet the remaining one hundred and fifty yuan in one breath.

The best thing about anchor machines is to pay for the full compensation, which means that no matter what you bet, the anchor machine will lose money to you. At the same time, in order to cooperate with such a generous special offer, all anchor opportunities shine together, and singing, and the specific songs are different. This means that no matter what you bet, you will win money. Then the refrigerator will continue to run, and in the end, someone will bet on this one, and then you will win more money.

Peng Cheng left without knowing what kind of luck he was. He just bet 15, and the anchor machine flashed. Several refrigerators sang together, and suddenly it was extremely impressive. The anchor machine was not often lost, and Peng Cheng had never seen it before. The small refrigerator sang ticking and sang him. The young man was calm and cheering, but he didn't move, but just looked at him in a daze.

"Damn, it's flashing." Everyone who watched the fun was shouting. The elder brother who had lost everything just now seemed very upset. He saw that he had waited less for so many times, and he stomped his feet twice. The few people next to him didn't bet on this, and each one was even more upset than the elder brother behind him.

"Look, what do you see?"

The anchor machine continued to turn, blue, yellow, red, and that beautiful! It seemed to be deliberately ridiculing those who didn't place bets. The time it took for the thing to turn again seemed to be relatively short, and it came out soon. Peng Cheng not only bet on the blind, but also bet on the monkey with yellow pants. He won another 2,700 yuan without saying that he won the 50 yuan capital.

The refugees brought back from Africa have actually become fucked by sugar. Who would have thought of it?

Brother Yi stepped on his shoes excitedly, and his fat body squeezed past the crowd and rushed behind Peng Cheng. "Brother, you can do it, you are so awesome!" He was so excited that he felt like he had a cerebral thrombosis. As he said that, there was foam surging on the corner of his mouth. The old guy was really not fake, he was really happy.
Chapter completed!