I make a lot of money from vests
Chapter 11 SSRs are all deceitful for beginners
Racecourse.
Yuan Yi, who had no dreams all night, woke up and learned that Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu had gone on a mission.
He resolutely skipped class and went to the racetrack with the money he had just received.
He doesn't expect to complete the task honestly and become a rich man when he returns home, so it's better to take the money and make a fortune.
He is a novice in betting on horses. As the saying goes: A novice's gambling luck is usually overwhelming.
This is what he messed up. All in all, beginners will definitely be given special benefits when they gamble for the first time.
Yuan Yi felt that he was very lucky.
The data of each horse is posted on the wall of the hall, including the basic weight and the like, as well as the name, record, pedigree, rider, trainer's evaluation, etc.
Yuan Yi took the newspaper and began to analyze it alone. Betting on horses relies on brain power and wisdom.
He checked the time, it was exactly twelve o'clock.
Yuan Yi has an extra horse ticket in his hand, and the horse he bet on is NO.12.
At the start of the race, Yuanyiya's No. 12 lost on the starting line before it started.
lost...
He refused to admit defeat, carefully analyzed and gambled on another horse.
Still lost...
The money is getting less and less, and the lottery tickets in hand are getting more and more, and none of them win.
["Morning Martin" reminds you that you can't become rich by crooked ways.According to the analysis, if you continue to gamble, you will lose only one strawberry*]
"Shut up! Novices have special benefits. Just like playing a card game, novices will get ssr in ten consecutive rounds!"
[Please calm down and don't get on your head. ]
Yuan Yi holds the last money: "If I lose again, I don't even have the money to take the tram, so I have to walk back to Tokyo, so I must not lose this time, and I will definitely find my SSR."
[Please calm down...]
Yuan Yi's eyes widened, his eyes were red, and he planned to continue betting.
"How did that kid bet right again?"
"That man is good at gambling."
"If only I knew which horse he was betting on, I want to share the meat..."
Yuan Yi looked at the man on the stage on the second floor who was said by passers-by to be good at gambling.
He has black shattered hair, is smoking a cigarette in his hand, and there is a bottle of wine on the table he is leaning against.
Yuan Yi noticed the scar on the corner of his mouth, for some reason, the first time he saw this man, he thought of the toilet for no reason.
Did they ever meet in the toilet?
Yuan Yi sneaked up the stairs, intending to find out which horse this man who might be the "God of Gamblers" had overtaken.
The man put out his cigarette and laughed: "Kong Shiyu, why are you still meddling with my family affairs?"
Kong Shiyu: "You suddenly retired, and you reappeared with a child of a certain age. You know, in our business, the most taboo thing is to have bonds."
The man said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, it's just a child."
Kong Shiyu said directly: "It's just a child? Chanyuan Shier, you even loan me the money for betting on horses now, what do you use to support him?"
"I'll give it back to you when I win, what's the rush." He took a sip of his drink, noticed Yuan Yi who was approaching them, and smiled indifferently, "If I lose, is it worth selling my son to the Zenyuan family? No, that kid is much stronger than me."
Kong Shiyu rubbed his forehead with a headache, and asked another question: "Last time did you say you wanted to marry?"
Shi Er asked back: "You said raising a child is not easy, shouldn't I find someone to raise the child and take care of me by the way?"
Kong Shiyu: "You are still shameless as always."
Shi Er smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment."
While they were talking, Yuan Yi touched the second floor, stretching his neck so much that he wanted to peek at the number of the lottery ticket on the table. He squinted his eyes in shock and saw a 1 clearly, and there were still numbers behind it that he couldn't see clearly.
The killing intent flashed away.
Yuan Yi quickly pulled out the knife from his waist, dodging the knife that brushed past his ear.
A few strands of silver hair fell down, Yuan Yi pinched the newspaper and said angrily: "I just want to see which horse you bet on, why are you so irritable?"
Shi'er raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his scarred mouth raised unconsciously, and he said, "Conjurer, do you think your life is too long?"
"...I'll just bet on a horse, what does it have to do with my longevity?"
"Brother, are you also a magician? Coincidentally, we are colleagues." Yuan Yi dragged a stool and sat next to Shi Er, flatteringly, "Which horse did you bet on, give me a reference."
Shi Er picked up the coupon and held it in his palm, without intending to show it to him at all: "Conjurer, you can't fail to see that I don't have any magic power in my body, right?"
"It doesn't matter, what matters is which horse you bet on?"
Shi Er suddenly made an attack, and the sharp knife spun around in his palm.
Yuan Yi bent down and dragged the stool to slide backwards to avoid the attack.
"We're all colleagues, isn't it good to make a fortune together?"
Shi'er played with the knife and said with a sneer, "I'm the killer of the curse master. If the curse master wants to survive, get away from me."
"Conjurer...killer?" Yuan Yi scratched his head, "Is there such a cool branch of conjurer?"
"Little ghost, I won't be polite if I talk too much."
Shi Er's posture was arrogant, and the knife in his hand was thrown around by him.
Yuan Yi said angrily: "If you don't show it, you won't show it."
He went downstairs angrily and bought the No. 11 horse with all the remaining money.
Kong Shiyu suddenly said: "I have an impression of this conjurer. I heard that one person killed a group of first-level and one special-level."
Shi Er stood up and looked down, and he saw the person with curly silver hair in the crowd almost at a glance.
The knife in his hand plunged into the table fiercely, and the tip of his tongue pressed against his lower jaw.
Shier recalled that dark night, the blood-stained scarlet eyes of the silver-haired man in women's clothing and his murderous aura that could not be ignored.
He bowed his head and said in a low voice: "No matter how powerful a brat is, he's still a brat."
The game that Yuan Yi gambled on started, he looked nervously at the racetrack, and the No.11 he bet on ran in the front.
The dawn of victory is ahead, and it is finally time for Xianyu to stand up after losing a day.
The result of the race was displayed on the monitor, and the first one to cross the finish line was No.11 that Yuan Yi had bet on.
Yuan Yi proudly said: "It's not so rare to become a rich man."
[Don't be too happy too early, luck comes with disasters, if you can become a rich man so easily, you don't need the existence of "Martin Morning". ]
The radio suddenly sounded.
"Due to the foul operation of the No. 11 rider, the race rules for the No. 11 horse are now cancelled. The first horse to reach the finish line is No. 12."
Maru was pinched by Yuan, and within a few seconds of being happy, bad news came.
He looked up, and the man just now smiled provocatively at him with his horse coupon.
It's over now, how can he go back to school when he is penniless?
He squatted at the door of the racetrack, thinking about whether the pawn shop next door would accept his clothes.
"Do you have any money? Lend me some, and I will return it to you when I become a rich man."
[You took out all the money you saved and used it to bet on the horses, and now your account balance is zero. ]
[It is detected that you need transportation now, do you want to spend 500 yen to get the right to use an electric car for one hour? ]
"...Tell me, my account balance is zero now, where can I get 500 yen?"
[You have declined to purchase the right to use an electric vehicle for one hour. ]
The black car stopped in front of him, and the co-pilot's window was closed.
Shi Er leaned on the window with his hands, and threw a few coins down: "You little brat who lost everything, I will give you some money, don't be ashamed and cry to find your mother."
Yuan Yi didn't care about his insult at all, picked up the coin on the ground, five hundred exactly five hundred.
"Dude, can I have some more?"
The car exhaust smoked his face, the man waved his hand and walked away.
Yuanyi spent 500 yen to get the right to use the electric car for one hour.
He rode an electric bicycle with "Silver" printed on it on the road, and was stopped by the traffic mobile team after riding for 10 minutes.
Gojo Satoru, who had completed the task of exorcising the cursed spirit, suddenly received a call from Genichi.
"Wutiao Xinba help, Ah Yin was locked up at the police station for driving without a license."
The phone was hung up immediately, Yuan Yi continued to make three calls without giving up, and was directly blocked by Gojo Satoru.
Yuan Yi: "..."
If it wasn't for Xia Youjie's phone failure, why would he ask Wutiao Wu, a silver-haired and glasses boy, for help?
He will never gamble again. What kind of rookie must hit the SSR ten times in a row, it's all fake!
The author has something to say: I don’t know when Shi’er got married, but the timeline here is that Shi’er has not yet married into Fu Hei’s family
感谢在2021-04-2001:27:08~2021-04-2100:49:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Chidori 1;
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Chidori 6 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Yuan Yi, who had no dreams all night, woke up and learned that Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu had gone on a mission.
He resolutely skipped class and went to the racetrack with the money he had just received.
He doesn't expect to complete the task honestly and become a rich man when he returns home, so it's better to take the money and make a fortune.
He is a novice in betting on horses. As the saying goes: A novice's gambling luck is usually overwhelming.
This is what he messed up. All in all, beginners will definitely be given special benefits when they gamble for the first time.
Yuan Yi felt that he was very lucky.
The data of each horse is posted on the wall of the hall, including the basic weight and the like, as well as the name, record, pedigree, rider, trainer's evaluation, etc.
Yuan Yi took the newspaper and began to analyze it alone. Betting on horses relies on brain power and wisdom.
He checked the time, it was exactly twelve o'clock.
Yuan Yi has an extra horse ticket in his hand, and the horse he bet on is NO.12.
At the start of the race, Yuanyiya's No. 12 lost on the starting line before it started.
lost...
He refused to admit defeat, carefully analyzed and gambled on another horse.
Still lost...
The money is getting less and less, and the lottery tickets in hand are getting more and more, and none of them win.
["Morning Martin" reminds you that you can't become rich by crooked ways.According to the analysis, if you continue to gamble, you will lose only one strawberry*]
"Shut up! Novices have special benefits. Just like playing a card game, novices will get ssr in ten consecutive rounds!"
[Please calm down and don't get on your head. ]
Yuan Yi holds the last money: "If I lose again, I don't even have the money to take the tram, so I have to walk back to Tokyo, so I must not lose this time, and I will definitely find my SSR."
[Please calm down...]
Yuan Yi's eyes widened, his eyes were red, and he planned to continue betting.
"How did that kid bet right again?"
"That man is good at gambling."
"If only I knew which horse he was betting on, I want to share the meat..."
Yuan Yi looked at the man on the stage on the second floor who was said by passers-by to be good at gambling.
He has black shattered hair, is smoking a cigarette in his hand, and there is a bottle of wine on the table he is leaning against.
Yuan Yi noticed the scar on the corner of his mouth, for some reason, the first time he saw this man, he thought of the toilet for no reason.
Did they ever meet in the toilet?
Yuan Yi sneaked up the stairs, intending to find out which horse this man who might be the "God of Gamblers" had overtaken.
The man put out his cigarette and laughed: "Kong Shiyu, why are you still meddling with my family affairs?"
Kong Shiyu: "You suddenly retired, and you reappeared with a child of a certain age. You know, in our business, the most taboo thing is to have bonds."
The man said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, it's just a child."
Kong Shiyu said directly: "It's just a child? Chanyuan Shier, you even loan me the money for betting on horses now, what do you use to support him?"
"I'll give it back to you when I win, what's the rush." He took a sip of his drink, noticed Yuan Yi who was approaching them, and smiled indifferently, "If I lose, is it worth selling my son to the Zenyuan family? No, that kid is much stronger than me."
Kong Shiyu rubbed his forehead with a headache, and asked another question: "Last time did you say you wanted to marry?"
Shi Er asked back: "You said raising a child is not easy, shouldn't I find someone to raise the child and take care of me by the way?"
Kong Shiyu: "You are still shameless as always."
Shi Er smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment."
While they were talking, Yuan Yi touched the second floor, stretching his neck so much that he wanted to peek at the number of the lottery ticket on the table. He squinted his eyes in shock and saw a 1 clearly, and there were still numbers behind it that he couldn't see clearly.
The killing intent flashed away.
Yuan Yi quickly pulled out the knife from his waist, dodging the knife that brushed past his ear.
A few strands of silver hair fell down, Yuan Yi pinched the newspaper and said angrily: "I just want to see which horse you bet on, why are you so irritable?"
Shi'er raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his scarred mouth raised unconsciously, and he said, "Conjurer, do you think your life is too long?"
"...I'll just bet on a horse, what does it have to do with my longevity?"
"Brother, are you also a magician? Coincidentally, we are colleagues." Yuan Yi dragged a stool and sat next to Shi Er, flatteringly, "Which horse did you bet on, give me a reference."
Shi Er picked up the coupon and held it in his palm, without intending to show it to him at all: "Conjurer, you can't fail to see that I don't have any magic power in my body, right?"
"It doesn't matter, what matters is which horse you bet on?"
Shi Er suddenly made an attack, and the sharp knife spun around in his palm.
Yuan Yi bent down and dragged the stool to slide backwards to avoid the attack.
"We're all colleagues, isn't it good to make a fortune together?"
Shi'er played with the knife and said with a sneer, "I'm the killer of the curse master. If the curse master wants to survive, get away from me."
"Conjurer...killer?" Yuan Yi scratched his head, "Is there such a cool branch of conjurer?"
"Little ghost, I won't be polite if I talk too much."
Shi Er's posture was arrogant, and the knife in his hand was thrown around by him.
Yuan Yi said angrily: "If you don't show it, you won't show it."
He went downstairs angrily and bought the No. 11 horse with all the remaining money.
Kong Shiyu suddenly said: "I have an impression of this conjurer. I heard that one person killed a group of first-level and one special-level."
Shi Er stood up and looked down, and he saw the person with curly silver hair in the crowd almost at a glance.
The knife in his hand plunged into the table fiercely, and the tip of his tongue pressed against his lower jaw.
Shier recalled that dark night, the blood-stained scarlet eyes of the silver-haired man in women's clothing and his murderous aura that could not be ignored.
He bowed his head and said in a low voice: "No matter how powerful a brat is, he's still a brat."
The game that Yuan Yi gambled on started, he looked nervously at the racetrack, and the No.11 he bet on ran in the front.
The dawn of victory is ahead, and it is finally time for Xianyu to stand up after losing a day.
The result of the race was displayed on the monitor, and the first one to cross the finish line was No.11 that Yuan Yi had bet on.
Yuan Yi proudly said: "It's not so rare to become a rich man."
[Don't be too happy too early, luck comes with disasters, if you can become a rich man so easily, you don't need the existence of "Martin Morning". ]
The radio suddenly sounded.
"Due to the foul operation of the No. 11 rider, the race rules for the No. 11 horse are now cancelled. The first horse to reach the finish line is No. 12."
Maru was pinched by Yuan, and within a few seconds of being happy, bad news came.
He looked up, and the man just now smiled provocatively at him with his horse coupon.
It's over now, how can he go back to school when he is penniless?
He squatted at the door of the racetrack, thinking about whether the pawn shop next door would accept his clothes.
"Do you have any money? Lend me some, and I will return it to you when I become a rich man."
[You took out all the money you saved and used it to bet on the horses, and now your account balance is zero. ]
[It is detected that you need transportation now, do you want to spend 500 yen to get the right to use an electric car for one hour? ]
"...Tell me, my account balance is zero now, where can I get 500 yen?"
[You have declined to purchase the right to use an electric vehicle for one hour. ]
The black car stopped in front of him, and the co-pilot's window was closed.
Shi Er leaned on the window with his hands, and threw a few coins down: "You little brat who lost everything, I will give you some money, don't be ashamed and cry to find your mother."
Yuan Yi didn't care about his insult at all, picked up the coin on the ground, five hundred exactly five hundred.
"Dude, can I have some more?"
The car exhaust smoked his face, the man waved his hand and walked away.
Yuanyi spent 500 yen to get the right to use the electric car for one hour.
He rode an electric bicycle with "Silver" printed on it on the road, and was stopped by the traffic mobile team after riding for 10 minutes.
Gojo Satoru, who had completed the task of exorcising the cursed spirit, suddenly received a call from Genichi.
"Wutiao Xinba help, Ah Yin was locked up at the police station for driving without a license."
The phone was hung up immediately, Yuan Yi continued to make three calls without giving up, and was directly blocked by Gojo Satoru.
Yuan Yi: "..."
If it wasn't for Xia Youjie's phone failure, why would he ask Wutiao Wu, a silver-haired and glasses boy, for help?
He will never gamble again. What kind of rookie must hit the SSR ten times in a row, it's all fake!
The author has something to say: I don’t know when Shi’er got married, but the timeline here is that Shi’er has not yet married into Fu Hei’s family
感谢在2021-04-2001:27:08~2021-04-2100:49:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Chidori 1;
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Chidori 6 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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