I Was Once a Legend

In the most prosperous center of the world, there is a resplendent and luxurious building, which looks like a magnificent crown on the head of an emperor from the outside, and every corner is dotted with shining precious jewels.

This special building has an equally special name - Momo.

Every day, countless people come from other worlds, pouring into it with huge wealth, just like birds entering a closed cage.But what these birds have in their hearts is endless joy and madness. The money in their hands is exchanged into stacks of chips, pushed onto the table, and dripping into their own and other people's pockets like water.

In the end, they either swear with empty hands and say that they will definitely have better luck next time, or they leave here with a smile on their faces and wonder if they will earn more next time.

Yes, this is a casino.

A miraculous casino.

Uncountable wealth is "pumped" from the pockets of every guest and the gaming table. Countless trickles eventually converge into a huge stream, silently flowing into the pockets of the casino, and become a huge amount of running water on the bill.

Days like this go on day after day, month after month, year after year, as if it has become a gluttonous beast, as long as there is still a person who has the desire to gamble and get rich in his heart, Never get hungry.

This is the happiest, craziest, most extravagant, and most sinful gold-selling den.

Korberos stepped out of the elevator, the bow tie of the suit stuck in his throat was uncomfortable, even though the fit body was wrapped in the suit, every movement revealed the power of a beast.

A Persian scimitar that didn't match the uniform hung on his waist. The handle of the knife was wrapped with circles of gauze, soaked with sweat all year round, showing a special dark color.

This is the top floor of Momo. The marble floor is so smooth that people can see it. The retro candlesticks on both sides are all made of real gold and silver. The recessed ceiling lamp emits soft light to illuminate every corner.A young girl dressed as a maid retreated step by step from a room not far away to the corridor, and closed the solid wooden door very gently without making a sound.

Corberus paused, and when he took another step, he took a much lighter step, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone.

Angela, the personal maid, looked up and saw the man walking towards him. Facing his questioning gaze, the girl shook her head and said softly, "Master is not awake yet."

When she said this, her heart couldn't help beating wildly. The facial features and outline of the tall man in front of her had obvious Persian blood, and the heroic eyebrows and pupils were intoxicating deep honey color, which was enough to make all the girls in Huaichun's heart skip a beat.

But her sanity kept her from showing it—Corberus, one of the stewards of the casino, was also the best thug.It is said that he was brought back from Mr. Moore's arena by his master. As soon as he came over, he chopped off the hands of a guest who wanted to deny him, because he handled things neatly and ruthlessly. Step up to today's position.

But Angela knew that things were far from that. He was still the master's favorite "servant", and the only one who could sleep with the honorable master on the big bed in his bedroom.

After all, she couldn't count how many times she had changed the sheets for the two of them.

Every time Angela thinks of these things, she doesn't know how she should feel. The man she admires and the most beloved master...she should stand aside.

Corberus hummed, and said: "I still have some things to deal with. When the master wakes up, he must have breakfast. It's going to rain again outside. Be careful not to let the master catch cold and smoke less."

Angela nodded: "Okay."

As the only personal maid, she is responsible for taking care of all the food and daily life of the master. It is reasonable to say that her status should be comparable to that of Corberus, but when the man in front of her is also the pillow of the master, everything is completely different. .

Corberos glanced at the closed door, but did not go in after all, turned and left.

But in the bedroom across the door, the young man has already sat up from the bed. He is naked, and his bare feet are stepping on the soft velvet carpet. crooked arm.

He knew Corberus was just outside the door, but didn't want him in.

The young man lit the hookah, pulled the hookah pipe to his lips, bit the mouthpiece made of agarwood, and inhaled the smoke with the fragrance of spices and fruits.

Amidst the curling smoke, he leaned against the head of the bed, and the clouds outside the floor-to-ceiling windows slowly gathered again.He likes rainy days. The thick clouds cover the harsh sunlight and make everything shrouded in just the right amount of darkness and moisture, which makes him very comfortable.

There probably still remained traces left by him and Corberos on the window last night. When Angela was cleaning, she must have blushed and secretly complained, but at this moment, he was not thinking about these things that would usually arouse her. His nasty things.

Not long ago, he sensed the arrival of outsiders.

It is normal to have outsiders here. The casino is not only a gold-selling den in this side of the world, but also a favorite pastime for people in other small worlds. Old Moore often brings his people here to splurge, but this time , he sensed the familiar power fluctuations in those outsiders.

The fluctuation of space power.

Have you finally found it?

The young man was biting the cigarette holder, and his canine teeth were grinding the agarwood casually. After several months of probing, did that person finally decide to make a move?

He had long thought that there would be such a day. There was not much fluctuation in his heart. That person was many times stronger than him, but he was confined to the castle in the space crack. This time, it was his who came with space energy. those friends.

But... it's not impossible.

The young man sneered, he exhaled the last puff of cigarette, and leaned against the head of the bed again, like a lazy cat, closing his eyes again in drowsiness.Under his drooping black eyelashes, there are a pair of small tear moles.

Let him take a good look at who the final winner is.

click.

The handle is pulled, the indicator light on the screen lights up, and the pattern in the window rotates immediately. More than a dozen pairs of eyes are staring at the constantly changing pattern, eagerly waiting for the moment when it finally stops.

Standing in front of the slot machine is a man in an out-of-the-ordinary tracksuit, resting his weight on his left foot very relaxed.Cooperating with the pile of chips in his hand, this is clearly a leisurely gamble of a rich man, but for some reason, there is an unconcealable bad breath from head to toe.

No one paid attention to when and with whom this unremarkable man entered the casino. Only the staff at the exchange desk knew that there were seven people in the man's party, and they exchanged the minimum exchange amount of Momo, which is a total value of 5000 yuan. Fifty chips.

Then the man took twenty chips, went straight to the location of the slot machine, and started playing.

Ten minutes later, the chips in his hand became three hundred.

After turning for more than ten seconds, the change of the pattern finally slowed down. The one on the left stopped first, showing the pattern of a black top hat, and then the one on the right also stopped, showing the same black top hat.

All eyes were fixed on the still rotating middle axle, those eyes were full of anticipation and undisguised curiosity, but the man was not very nervous, he shifted his weight from his left foot to his right foot, and even stretched his head Looking through the crowd to the other side.

The middlemost reel finally stopped rotating at this moment, and the patterns of three black top hats were connected in a row. Suddenly, amidst the exclamation of the crowd, the colored lights on the entire slot machine lit up one after another, and the odds of x5 on the screen were like that dazzling.

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Chips fell from the slot machine one after another. Amidst the exclamations of the crowd, the man calmly put away the fifteen chips, took out three from it, and pressed the "maximum bet" button on the slot machine to place Three chips were stuffed into the coin slot, and the lever was pulled again.

After 15 seconds of waiting, three cherries appeared in a straight line in the window, the lights turned on again, and the chips fell into the man's bulging pocket.

The voices around him became more and more lively. Gradually, more and more people gave up their games on the gaming table and joined the onlookers. Even a few croupiers in suits and leather shoes couldn't help but look over.

There was a young woman standing beside him, silently accompanying him, her short hair just reaching the shoulders, wearing a peaked cap, and a blue crystal pendant set off by a shining silver chain, just at the beginning of the career line, making Everyone who looked at her glanced at the exquisite necklace uncontrollably.

She seemed to come with the man, but instead of playing, she just watched, watching every time the lever was pulled.

Not long after, a young man came sideways from the crowd, with a stick of lollipop in his mouth, stretched out his hand, and said vaguely to the man: "There is no money."

He was also wearing a tracksuit, with the trousers hanging slightly to the upper of the shoe, and the coat was open, and a tiger on the black T-shirt inside was roaring with its bloody mouth open, looking like a delinquent boy.

The man grabbed a handful of chips and gave him a bunch of chips, and said, "How did you lose so quickly?"

"Play casually, don't want to waste your brain on calculations." Putting the chips in his pocket unceremoniously, the teenager smiled and patted the man's shoulder, "Come on, Doctor Lin, you are the hope of all of us."

Watching Cui Zuojing's joyful back disappearing from the crowd, Lin Hangzhi sighed. He rubbed the chips he won, and couldn't help worrying deeply about his future fate, but now, he needs to concentrate, and he can't continue Think about those who have and don’t.

Under the crowd's onlookers, Lin Hangzhi put in three chips and pulled the lever again.

This night, everyone in the hall knew that there was a man in the Momo casino. He was dressed in cheap clothes mixed with the expensive dresses of other guests. The lowest slot machine, betting three chips at a time, can get the reward with the highest odds almost every time, and let the machine with a strictly programmed winning probability spit out money for him countless times.

On the first night when he came to Momo, he played all 5000 slot machines here. While several people in his company acted as money-spreading boys, he snowballed his principal from 400 yuan to [-] million yuan.

This man is called the slot machine emperor by the people in the casino.

The author has something to say: Lin Hangzhi: Mortals!Wait for the comet to hit the earth after the end!