When he went to the dark scene again, Peng Cheng did not call Brother Yi. It was enough for the old man to come once. He was just a leader. Peng Cheng who was on the road was far from a person like Brother Yi who could look up to. So this time Peng Cheng came alone, and he didn't even think of the name Brother Qi Yi. In his heart, he just thought that he should come, and he didn't think about the rest.

This time, the young man may have the pride of going to the meeting alone, but this is definitely not the reason why he is so confident. He always comes, like a lonely wolf.

Most people who gamble are similar in routines, and their desire to win often makes them learn from each other, but Peng Cheng doesn't. He has his own ideas. Peng Cheng sees this very accurately. Rather than saying that they are playing with casino dealers, they are actually playing with each other. Since they are on the road of gambling, there are no comrades to talk about.

Peng Cheng stood behind everyone alone, looking at the people operating on the anchor machine coldly. There were more people in the venue than before. The cigarettes seemed to need to be lit anymore. The misty second-hand smoke in the room made people excited. There were those who were fighting for their lives in front of him, and perhaps they all had ideals.

With the first experience, Peng Cheng grew up instantly. The bets of tens of thousands of yuan were no longer surprising to him. Seeing one of his subordinates for a thousand and two, Peng Cheng would no longer think that it was a lot of money. In his opinion, it was just a cowardly courage that was too strong for drinking, and perhaps it was far less urinary.

Soon a few rich brothers were defeated and the one who replaced the flat girl was a sister who was still charming in her forties. She was slutty and tightly holding the remaining charming posture. But in such a place of money desire, even if a woman takes off all her legs, no one will take a look.

The eldest sister shook her butt, twisted it from several men, took out the small key and tweaked it on the machine a few times, gave the money, and split her legs.

Few people on the anchor machine refund money, and they usually go to the fishing machine to give it a try. This is the usual heart of gamblers, not just gamblers. Many people are extremely generous with the few remaining copper plates when they are gone, and they are generally like the broken monsters who give up. Anyway, they are all like this, and they still care about these three melons.

Just as the eldest sister was about to walk past Peng Cheng, the young man finally took action: "Auntie, get points."

Peng Cheng is always different from others. Children of seventeen or eighteen call him elder sister, and he must call him aunt. Sister Fener glanced at the 1,500 yuan handed over by Peng Cheng, and she didn't reach out to her hand. She looked up and down at Peng Cheng. Fortunately, Peng Cheng was so beautiful that she looked at him with a raised eyebrows, took the money, lowered her head and put it in her bag, and turned her back.

Sister Fener wiped a rose-scented perfume, and turned around and spread. She squeezed out some sounds from the gap between her teeth: "Don't call me aunt next time, you're so big."

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Peng Cheng didn't hear Sister Fen's words, and all his thoughts were focused on the refrigerator in front of him. He raised his legs and crossed the group to squeeze in. His big shorts rubbed in the crowd and rushed up, almost missing the secret. He was fully focused on his eyes, and he just took off his shorts, pulled out another foot that was still behind him, and sat on the chair in front of the refrigerator.

Unlike in the middle of the night, Peng Cheng is no longer a cucumber egg. He is a person who has won a lot of money. He is extremely confident in this skill. The young man couldn't see it on his face, but he was happy in his heart. He smiled, but he didn't smile clearly. He tapped his fingers on his white thighs. He believed in his own calculations and believed that he could defeat the refrigerator in front of him with his head.

So in this first move, Peng Cheng did not bet. The bald brother next to him placed a heavy bet, and the 1,200-2 exchanged for 1,88, without any big heads, it was not bad. For example, Peng Cheng's chance of winning more than 2,000 is very small, so although the cost of these 600 is high, it also makes the people who watch the fun excited.

The young man glanced at the side, maybe it was too loud to watch the excitement, and he just frowned, and he didn't seem to take it seriously.

At the beginning of the second hand, Peng Cheng was busy typing the drums on the refrigerator. After pressing many buttons, he was still the first to finish it. Then he sat in front of the refrigerator, tapping his thighs with his fingers, staring at the countdown on the refrigerator without blinking. The small refrigerator sang swayingly, very leisurely, and was about to open. Peng Cheng suddenly made a move again and withdrew at the last moment. Then he still looked at the machine calmly and lonely. The noise around him did not seem to be, but it really had nothing to do with him.

After that, he seemed a little unbearable. The room was too hot. Peng Cheng was a little thirsty and continued to turn the refrigerator. No one was hitting the point. The few people next to him pushed about 60,000 to 70,000 yuan, which seemed to be very upset.

In the third game, Peng Cheng decisively put a lot of money before everyone placed the bet. He rushed in at 300 times at one time, and made a total of more than 800 bets. This was the second time this little father was gambling, and he actually made such a heavy bet. The basic salary for a month was only a lot more or less, and he shrank it in one hand. After the drums were ready, he was happy and contented. He looked back and saw that Brother Yi stood in the position of the day, and no one noticed him.

Five, four, three, two, one, countdown hit Peng Cheng's heart like a hammer. Humph, this hand flashed again.

This thin guy who didn't say a word was only cheering in the refrigerator in front of him. No one knew how much the machine had been laid down until the anchor flashed. Everyone looked back at the refrigerator without any joy. The machine continued to rotate and froze on the rabbit. The odds of this thing were low, which happened to be Peng Cheng's least bet. Although he bet on this hand and also bet on the rabbit, the odds were not as high as the last time. Eight hundred were exchanged for more than seven thousand.

"Auntie, I'll refund the money." Everything was frozen. He called Sister Fener, Peng Cheng, a slim and slim boy, smiled plainly. His smile was silly and silly, and he really looked a bit like Wang Baoqiang.

"Tell you not to call me aunt." Sister Fen was very unhappy. She glared at Peng Cheng, turned to the table, and turned back in surprise, and smiled cutely. There were many people who bought these points, but not many people who returned these points. Sister Fen's waist really didn't have the money in her purse, so she turned to the bar to withdraw the money.

Peng Cheng stood up, and he could no longer sit still. He moved back and forth between the two brothers who envied him, and waited anxiously. The people behind him just looked at him with their own thoughts, but he didn't pay attention to them. The young man was thinking about money in his heart and took out the money from the refrigerator.

Sister Fen shook her way around and walked back. She pinched a dozen red tickets in her hand. She handed them to Peng Cheng and asked him to count them, but there were only a few dozen tickets. Peng Cheng was about to leave without counting the numbers.

"Don't count? Young man." While reminding Peng Cheng to count the money, Sister Fen handed him a fifty-year-old. Peng Cheng's shy eyes narrowed his eyes as shy as a child, a little embarrassed.
Chapter completed!