Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Sitting in the car, Su Ming felt like he was in a dream.

It's easy to say that I won the bet.

If you lose the bet, it is like putting fat into the mouth of a hungry wolf.

"Chuan, Brother Chuan."

Su Ming's throat was a little dry, and he said with hope: "Can you really win the bet?"

"Winning or losing, isn't this the only way you can go?" Jiang Xiaochuan said sharply, holding the steering wheel.

Hearing this, Su Ming breathed a little quickly. Jiang Xiaochuan was right, this was the only way he could go.

"Then will you make a fortune?"

He knew that when Qian Shu reached a certain level, he could completely change the situation and turn defeat into victory.

Seeing Jiang Xiaochuan agree so calmly just now, Su Ming suddenly thought of this.

Maybe there is something really different about the man his sister likes.

A thousand dollars?

Jiang Xiaochuan thought seriously and then shook his head.

Perspective should not be counted as cheating, but cheating.

At this moment, the last hope in Su Ming's heart was shattered.

He looked out the window with dull eyes, and there was no sound.

Seeing this, the corners of Jiang Xiaochuan's mouth raised slightly.

He could see that Su Ming was not inherently bad.

Give him a profound lesson so that he can have a straight path in the future.

Gambling is an invisible poison that slowly erodes people's souls and makes people unable to stop.

However, the most terrifying thing about it is not the money lost, but the torture to the soul. It can make people anxious, manic, paranoid, and eventually become a waste.

Nine out of ten are cheating. Because of gambling, it is normal for wives and children to be separated, and it is not uncommon for them to end up in despair!

Following Brother Dao's car, the two cars drove into an industrial park.

There are few people here, and there is a unique industrial atmosphere in the air.

The surrounding factory buildings are tall and dilapidated, with white smoke constantly coming out of large chimneys.

In this cold industrial scene, a bar stands out.

Its exterior is a bright red that contrasts sharply with the surrounding gray tones.

The bar is closed during the day, but the external parking lot is full of luxury cars.

This is the largest gathering place for gamblers in Jinghai.

Following Brother Dao and others into the underground casino, Jiang Xiaochuan was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The crowds surged through the huge casino.

There were bursts of noise from every corner, the crisp sound of the dice falling into the bowl, the whistling of the roulette wheel, the cheers and sighs of the crowd intertwined to form a unique symphony.

At the gambling table, people may be concentrating on their bets, eyes fixed on the rotation of the dice or the roulette wheel, for fear of missing any detail.

Their hands were holding the chips tightly, sweat dripping from their foreheads, as if they were playing a game with fate.

Whenever someone wins a bet, there will be deafening cheers, attracting envious looks.

Those who unfortunately lost a round silently packed up the chips on the table, with unwillingness and loss on their faces.

The air is filled with the smell of smoke, alcohol and sweat, the unique smell of a casino.

This smell stimulates people's senses, making people excited and a little suffocated.

"Brother Dao."

Seeing Brother Dao, a man watching the scene ran over to say hello.

"Xiaodong, take him to exchange for chips."

Brother Dao pointed at Jiang Xiaochuan and ordered.

"it is good."

The thug named Xiaodong glanced at Jiang Xiaochuan in surprise.

Anyone who can make Brother Dao take the initiative to say hello and help must be rich or noble.

But Jiang Xiaochuan looked ordinary.

With doubts, Xiaodong took him to exchange chips.

When he saw Jiang Xiaochuan asking for 10,000 yuan, Xiaodong's eyes flashed with vigilance.

Most of the people who come here to play are rich people.

It is really rare to exchange for 10,000 yuan.

Out of professional sensitivity, Xiaodong thinks Jiang Xiaochuan is not simple.

So, he told Brother Dao about the situation.

Ten thousand yuan?

Brother Dao was also a little surprised, "I don't care what tricks you want to play, kid. If you can't win 22 million, you and this kid can't leave!"

Entering the casino is equivalent to entering the Canghai Gang's headquarters.

Brother Dao has returned to his previous arrogance.

"You don't have to worry about this. I'm just afraid that there isn't enough money in the casino for me to win."

Jiang Xiaochuan rubbed the chips and said calmly.

The passing gamblers stopped one after another when they heard Jiang Xiaochuan talking so shamelessly.

Is it possible to win everyone’s money in the casino with 10,000 yuan?

They have never seen such an energetic young man.

After some inspection, almost everyone thought that Jiang Xiaochuan was just a fool.

"Xiaodong, find him a table."

Brother Dao winked at Xiaodongqi.

The latter understood and took Jiang Xiaochuan and Su Ming to a gambling table where the dice had been rolled early.

At this time, the croupier stood in the center, holding a pair of dice and smiling, greeting groups of excited gamblers.

With a flick of the croupier's finger, the dice drew a graceful arc in mid-air.

When the dice falls on the table, it makes a crisp sound, attracting the attention of gamblers.

His technique is as fast as lightning and dazzling. Every shake seems to have been accurately calculated. Whether it is force, angle or time, it can be perfectly controlled in his hands.

The surrounding atmosphere was lively, with gamblers shouting excitedly or holding their breath nervously.

Under their enthusiastic gazes, the dice cup was heavily covered on the table.