Pirate: The one who ate the rubber fruit became a double

Michelin was not in the mood to appreciate the frightened beauty in front of him, so he started walking towards the elevator without looking back.

"Let's go, tell me about their situation these days."

Baccarat subconsciously touched her smooth neck with her hands, then trotted on a pair of purple high heels to keep up with Michelin's pace.

"Master Michelin, that old woman has won some money recently under our operation. Now she is a famous figure in the hall. It is a moment of satisfaction."

Michelin looked at Baccarat who was leaning in the corner and still a little afraid of him, and said in a low voice.

"You must be a user with the ability to bring luck to the fruit. I'll make a few bets with her first, wait for my hint, and then suck away her luck."

A trace of doubt flashed in Bacara's eyes: 'Did Mr. Tezzolo even tell him this? '

Thinking about it, she responded softly.

'Ding'

The golden elevator came to the gambling hall.

Michelin walked out of the elevator first, walked straight to the place where the chips were exchanged, and directly exchanged chips for [-] million beli.

After unscrewing the box, Michelin looked up at the audio and video phone above the casino, and soon a staff member came over.

"Master Michelin, please come with me."

Under the leadership of a bunny girl, Michelin carried a box and followed her leisurely, passing through hundreds of gambling games with unique ways of playing, and came to an oval gambling table.

Michelin recognized Edward Weibull's tall figure from a long distance away. After he stared at Weibull for more than five seconds, Weibull's head suddenly turned and glanced at where he was.

Fortunately, he had been alert, and Weibull didn't notice anyone peeping at him. He scratched his head, sucked in the snot that was about to flow into his mouth, and turned back to watch his mother killing everyone at the gambling table. Although he can't understand it.

He is very alert and seems to have a very advanced level of cognition, color and domineering, but it seems to have become an instinct rather than something he can control voluntarily.

The IQ does indeed seem to be flawed, and it doesn't look like it's fake. A closer look at the lines on his body looks more like traces of mending after surgery. The incisions are narrow and too flat, definitely the incisions left by a scalpel.

Michelin silently considered what he had observed in his mind, and the bunny girl brought him to the gaming table.

There happened to be an empty seat opposite miss·Bajin. Michelin sat down under the leadership of the bunny girl. The box with the chips in his hand opened, and it was slowly filled with large-denomination chips.

A young and extremely wealthy boy like Michelin immediately attracted everyone's attention as soon as he arrived at the gaming table, and their eyes were fixed on Michelin's chip box.

miss·Bajin stared at Michelin's face. She had a vague feeling of familiarity, as if she had seen this face somewhere.

Then he looked at his chip box, then looked at the pile of chips in front of him. He counted them silently and found that there were not as many as his opponent. His fighting spirit instantly ignited in his heart.

I have been extremely lucky these past two days. Not only did I win back all the money I lost in the previous week, but I also doubled it.

'We just won over 2 million Baileys today, so try your best to win it's [-] billion. '

Miss·Ba Jin is very greedy for money, but her IQ has always been online, so no matter how strong her gambling luck is, she will not go to high-end areas to play, let alone VIP halls to gamble big.

This is her last stubbornness.

The gambling game started, and miss1 Bajin no longer had time to look at the Michelin opposite. She grabbed a stack of chips, stared at the dealer, and then placed the chips on the dealer.

Michelin was still listening to the bunny girl explaining the rules to him in a low voice. When he saw Bajin placing a bet, he grabbed a handful of chips and threw them on the table.

Everyone looked at Michelin again. Ba Jin frowned at this obvious move of the rich kid in front of him.

"Way, kid, do you want to be against me?"

Michelin listened carefully to the bunny girl explaining the rules of the game, and then said to Miss Barkin with a smile.

"Sorry, I just threw it casually."

After saying that, Michelin grabbed a handful of chips and gave them to Bunny Girl, then whispered something in her ear.

The bunny girl smiled happily and left holding a handful of chips.

Michelin looks back at the bet again.

The banker has seven points, the player has three points, and the banker wins.

miss1 Ba Jin won. She made a small fist to celebrate, and then raised the chips in her hand provocatively towards Michelin.

She herself was happy, but what she didn't know was how lethal it would be for her portrait to perform such an action.

The people at the gambling table almost vomited, and they would have vomited if it weren't for Weibull behind her.

Michelin smiled indifferently, watching the gambling game begin again, waiting for Miss Bajin's bet.

This time he was ready to follow her lead.

miss·Bajin continued to press the banker, and Michelin followed the bet to press the banker.

The banker has six points, the player has nine points, and the player wins.

miss·Bajin's face was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled indifferently, it was just a matter of winning or losing.

But the subsequent gambling game made her start to look seriously at the young man in front of her.

Because as long as she plays the banker, the young man will follow him to the banker, and then the player will win.

She is idle, Michelin is also idle, Zhuang wins.

After going back and forth several times, Miss Bajin couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the table hard.

"You brat, you poor star, can you stop betting with me? You've ruined all my luck."

Michelin didn't show any weakness, grabbed a handful and followed her in betting.

"My pleasure."

miss·Bajin was obviously a little irritated. She had lost nearly 3000 million since Michelin took the seat. This was because she deliberately lowered her bets after realizing that Michelin was an unlucky guy.

If the gamble starts again, you will still lose.

miss·Bajin couldn't help it anymore and glared at Michelin irritably.

Weibull behind him felt his mother's gaze, and his silly voice sounded.

"Mom, if he made you angry, Weibull will help you kill him."

Weibull's voice made Ba Jin calm down, shook his head and said.

"It's okay, Weibull, be good and play by yourself."

"Oh."

Weibull answered in an angry voice and continued to be in a daze.

Michelin clicked his tongue twice and began to mock in a strange way.

"You have bad luck in gambling, blame me, old woman, you can't do it. This time I will be the banker, and you will be the player."

After saying that, I grabbed a handful of Baileys and put them on the banker with about 1000 million.

"You brat, don't be too arrogant. Just come."

Ba Jin also grabbed a handful of chips and placed them on Xian, but the face value of this handful was a bit small, only about 100 million beli.

"Old lady, are you out of money? Do you want to pay 100 million at a time?" Michelin pretended not to see clearly the 100 million Baileys that Ba Jin put on the table, deliberately leaned forward, and then taunted loudly.

miss·Ba Jin shook her head and ignored Michelin's ridicule. She was very disdainful of Michelin's behavior.

The game starts: Banker gets 5 points, Player gets 7 points, Player wins.