"Beautiful boy, do you want me to place your bet for you?"

A seductively dressed girl walked elegantly towards Yang Jun with a cigarette in her mouth.

"don't want."

Before she could get closer, she was stopped by Meng Wenya and Nalan Qingmeng.

"Why are you so fierce? Are you here to play? Which one belongs to you?"

The girl mistook Nalan Qingmeng and Meng Wenya for women like her, thinking that they were hired by Yang Jun to act as fronts.

Anyone who can come here to play has status.

If you don't have a few beautiful girls by your side, you will be so weak.

"Open your dog eyes and take a closer look. I am not the same kind of person as you."

Meng Wenya has a fierce personality and naturally does not allow others to insult them.

"That's it, take a good look and don't think others are like you." Nalan Qingmeng agreed.

Hearing this, the woman looked at them carefully again.

At this glance, I really saw the door.

The women who come here are either wearing tank tops or shorts, but Meng Wenya and Nalan Qingmeng are wearing long sleeves and long skirts. At first glance, they are not people running around.

"snort."

The woman felt that she was a head shorter than them, so she didn't do much theory to avoid further embarrassment.

So, he twisted his butt and left unhappy.

After they left, Yang Jun sighed: "Are you two okay?"

"Why not? Didn't you see that she wanted to take advantage of you?"

"Definitely, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Yang Jun quickly raised his hands and surrendered.

Then I came to the turntable and watched others play.

After looking at it for a while, he saw the door.

Wherever the pointer on the turntable stops, that's which point wins.

There are thirty numbers in total, and there is only one chance of winning, which is obviously unreasonable.

In order to be fair, the dealer sets a multiple of the bet.

As long as you guess that point, and then according to the odds below the point, you can win the relevant block on your chips.

This is simple, Yang Jun can do it at a glance.

I saw him gently throwing the only chip in his hand into a groove.

"Twenty-two, my lucky number."

Meng Wenya smiled and said: "You have to think carefully before placing your bet. After all, we only have one chip."

Nalan Qingmeng said: "I really wish he lost. If he loses, leave here quickly and see how messed up this place is."

"Hey, you bitch...why don't you expect me to do something better?"

Yang Jun put his arm around her waist and used a little force.

Nalan Qingmeng snorted slightly and lowered her head shyly.

After everyone has placed their bets, the croupier starts turning the mechanical turntable.

To be honest, if you win money from ten bets and ten cheats, how can they still play?

Yang Jun has long known the tricks of the casino, and he did not want to rely on gambling skills and luck to win money.

Therefore, when the roulette wheel just started spinning, he immediately turned on the space mode.

He kept a smile on his face and his expression remained motionless, but he was invisible.

As the turntable pointer slowly stopped at the twenty-two o'clock position, a sound of surprise suddenly sounded from the scene.

This kind of wheel is different from guessing the size of the dice, each has a 50% winning rate, but it is even harder to guess one of the thirty numbers correctly.

Everyone lamented that Yang Jun was so lucky.

However, when they saw that Yang Jun only bet on a green chip, his face suddenly became disappointed and they shook their heads.

"Congratulations to this gentleman, you won five times the chips."

The croupier smiled and handed the five green chips to Yang Jun and said: "I wish you good luck, sir."

"Well, thank you for your words."

Yang Jun took the chips in a gentlemanly manner and immediately placed all the chips on the twenty-two point, including the previous chips.

"Sir, remand twenty-two o'clock?"

The female dealer was stunned for a moment when she saw this.

"Yes, twenty-two is my lucky number." Yang Jun said with a smile.

When the female dealer heard this, she just smiled.

He had seen many people like Yang Jun. Once he won a game, he felt like a god of gambling. He believed in all the lucky numbers, amulets, etc.

When it comes to the size of the pressure, there is still a possibility of consecutive guesses, but there is no chance of luck in the roulette game, and the chance of getting the same thing twice can be said to be very slim.

At this time, other bettors also looked at Yang Jun with strange eyes.

Looking at him is like looking at a fool.

Who comes to a casino and doesn’t know the tricks involved?

No matter how lucky you are, the dealer will never let the same number appear unless they cheat.

Other people placed bets one after another, but they were not optimistic about Yang Jun and all bet on other numbers.

The wheel spins again.

When the roulette wheel stopped, everyone's expressions were shocked again.

The pointer is neither more nor less, pointing exactly at twenty-two o'clock.

"Sorry, I won again."

Yang Jun shrugged: "I told you that twenty-two is my lucky number, but you still don't believe it."

As for shock, I'm afraid the female dealer was not the most surprised.

After listening to Yang Jun's words just now, she suddenly became competitive.

Didn't you say that twenty-two is your lucky number? But I just don't like it.

She had done something secretly just now, but she didn't expect that the pointer still landed on twenty-two o'clock inexplicably.

Could it be that... twenty-two is really his lucky number?

"Congratulations, sir, for winning again."

This time, the dealer handed Yang Jun a stack of green chips.

Yang Jun didn't even count, so after taking over, he counted them all on thirteen o'clock.

"Sir, don't you bet twenty-two anymore?"

The female dealer looked at him in surprise.

"The lucky number has changed, it's thirteen o'clock now." Yang Jun said with a smile.

If he presses 22 more points, I'm afraid even a fool will know that he is cheating.

The female dealer heard this and shook her head again.

Again, there are too many people like Yang Jun. After winning two games, he feels like he is possessed by the God of Gamblers.

To her, this bet was not even a small amount of money. If it was enough, it would cost her two hundred thousand yuan.

The little money Yang Jun won would make him tremble even if he used it as a reward in a casino.

At this time, the people betting on the side did not dare to think so.

They felt that Yang Jun's ability to win two games in a row was definitely not due to luck.

It's all based on guessing. It's better to bet on Yang Jun in this round.

For a time, the chips were piled up at the thirteen o'clock position.

Except for Yang Jun's few conspicuous green chips, most of the others are red and gold. Chips of any color are worth dozens of times Yang Jun's green chips.

The turntable started spinning again.

As the speed of the turntable became slower and slower, everyone's hearts began to rise.

"Thirteen o'clock, thirteen o'clock."
To be continued...