Blue and White Society Chapter 369: Epic start

Others finally noticed that this young man is a rookie!

Why is your head so hard? Co-authored for the first time to gamble? Really rich.

But this guy is also unlucky. The **** win-win method is okay for a few rounds, but he is unlucky. He loses several rounds in a row.

That's it, don't you like doubling? The casino will help you stack to the thirteenth power!

Want to intercede with the casino now? It is estimated that it is too late.

Although the gamblers next to them don't know how good the Wesker Hotel is, they are definitely not just any rich person who can let the casino net.

"Mo Poor?" A few minutes later, the hotel manager came over suddenly.

"Hey, hello." Mo Poor greeted him with a smile.

"Well... I heard you gambled a lot?" said the manager.

Mo Poor said with a smile: "I don't understand, I'm just playing around, I'm sorry to cause trouble."

"I have already understood the situation. Our casino is fair and just. After today, we will strictly prohibit your method." The manager said, walking to the croupier again, telling her not to deliberately let Mo Poor lose Well, just let it be.

The croupier was stunned, and replied in a low voice: "Just let it go?"

"It's up to him whether to let it go or not. If he is willing to give up, he will only lose more than 100 million. If he still refuses, he will continue to flip if he has the guts. God will deal with him, so we don't have to." It's been tampered with, let's give it a chance." The manager said.

The croupier nodded in understanding.

Although others didn't hear the conversation between the two, after thinking about what the manager said before, they also realized: Is the real network open?

The ban is understandable, but after today, I told Mo Poor clearly: You are still not reconciled, you can continue to gamble now, and keep scrolling up if you have money.

However, since the emphasis is on fairness and justice, it means that he will not deliberately mess with him, and then it depends on his own luck and financial resources!

Mo Poor didn't seem to understand, he tilted his head and said, "What do you mean?"

The middle-aged white man couldn't help it, and said in a low voice: "Are you stupid? It was banned after today, and you can still gamble now, and it depends on your luck."

Mo Poor's eyes lit up and said, "So I might turn the tables?"

As he spoke, he immediately started counting chips again.

The middle-aged white man is speechless, what a prodigal!

If it was him, he would have decisively stopped at this time. He had lost more than 80 million in the thirteenth round just now, which means he lost a total of more than 160 million including the previous ones.

Further scrolling down, that is to bet 160 million directly. It is good to win, but what about losing? If you turn it over again, it will be 320 million!

Bet on the next direct comeback? Sorry, I don't gamble, not even with a 50% chance.

But this is the choice of a mature person, Mo Poor, it seems that he is really a stunned young man...

"Come on! 163.84 million, I can come back!" Mo Poor pushed out the chips.

Everyone was in an uproar, breaking the billion mark, the head is too tight!

Several rich people whispered to each other: "See, this is a gambling fever."

"Young man... If my son wants to do this, I will kill him."

Having said that, a few bystanders also got excited.

The game of the century is here.

Of course, this name comes from the last century, when a 100 million gamble was already a huge gamble. However, in the 21st century, there are more and more gambling games of this level, and it can no longer be called the gambling game of the century, but everyone still calls it that.

I knew before that Mo Poor would lose, but everyone was not so interested. They were all waiting to see him 'explode on the spot'.

Now that you know that the casino has given you a way to survive, then it feels like a real gamble.

Because Mo Poor really has a chance to get his money back, yes, just his money! Some odds are not counted, and it is generally paid back.

Taking horrific risks but gaining no benefits, this so-called sure-win method is a sinkhole!

This young man just threw himself into this pit just because he wanted to win tens of thousands of dollars in the first place!

Fortunately, the 50% chance is still very high.

Can you survive?

"Little..." The croupier snorted coldly and opened the dice cup.

She didn't do anything, it was her destiny, Mo Qiong lost the bet.

"Ah!" Hannah covered her face and almost screamed.

Looking at the loss of 160 million, she was about to go crazy. Including the previous losses, she had already lost more than 300 million in total!

And this is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is...how should I choose now?

Should we continue to fight the two ends of life and death, or stop there?

"If you want to stop, why didn't you stop just now? If you knew you would lose this round, you should have given up before..." Hannah had countless thoughts in her heart.

She felt countless voices whispering in her heart: "Since I didn't give up before and caused more losses, should I give up now? Fifty percent chance! Maybe I won all of them back?"

"Are you going? Should you go? What if you fail again? It's... 650 million!"

"What about then? Do you want to stop? Why should you stop when the loss is greater? Maybe hold on one more step... and walk out..."

"Ah..."

Hannah is just a bystander who is closer to Mo Poor, but because she sat next to Mo Poor and experienced all this, she felt that she was about to suffocate.

It was as if there were countless contradictory thoughts in her mind distorting her, almost kneading her into a **** mess.

One step further is torture, one step back is also pain, a dilemma, like an endless hell, tearing people apart.

Hannah was paralyzed in Mo Qiong's arms, because she had nothing to do with the money, so she couldn't imagine, as a gambler, what Mo Qiong felt in his heart!

The most painful thing is the choice.

"Continue!" Mo Poor said with "red eyes".

He personally redeemed all the chips, more than 600 million, and pushed them over with a cart.

"There's still 200 million here. Help me exchange them into chips. This is basically all my family's money." Mo Poor said, taking out the 200 million rewards he got for protecting the prince of Dubai.

The waiter immediately took the card to verify and exchange the chips.

Everyone shook their heads: This can only last for another round.

"Really continue?" Hannah trembled, but she couldn't say anything to persuade Mo Qiong to stop, as if she really couldn't turn back.

Looking at the large sum of money, Hannah felt pain for Mo Poor, and she developed a great fear of gambling.

The fifteenth round, 327.68 million.

"Little..." The croupier shook his head and said.

"Hiss..." Everyone gritted their teeth and inhaled, their hearts beating faster, and their faces were too dark.

Hannah couldn't make a sound anymore, she was limp in Mo Poor's arms, as if she had lost hundreds of millions successively.

"It seems that your remaining chips are not enough for the 650 million in the sixteenth round." The croupier laughed.

Mo Poor frowned, yes, he only has more than 500 million left.

Seeing that he didn't speak, several bystanders shook their heads and sighed: It's over, there is no way to double the relay, and it explodes.

Hanna looked at Mo Poor sadly, obviously at the beginning he was just a novice who didn't know how to gamble and didn't even know the chips.

Since when did you get to this point?

"Maybe I shouldn't have taught him..." Hannah has personally experienced Mo Poor's ups and downs, and the whole process of losing a huge sum of money. She feels that Mo Poor is about to collapse, right?

"Mo'er, that's fine, you don't have to make another choice, you still have 500 million, you are much richer than me...haha..." Hannah suddenly comforted Mo Poor.

Then he said in frustration: "You lost money that I couldn't earn in my life, you lost my one hundred dreams... no, six hundred! I just want to make up a million to go home Open a dry cleaner..."

Then she comforted Mo Poor and said, "You lost more than 600 million, but you still have 500 million. I don't know what 600 million is, but I know that if I have 50,000, I can work hard to earn it." To 60,000!"

Mo Poor's eyes lit up, and he looked at Hannah carefully.

"Are you willing to do anything for a million?" Mo Poor asked.

Hannah shook her head and said, "No, it's for the dry cleaners!"

Mo Poor laughed, he couldn't put on a broken look anymore, so he just pretended to be relieved.

He won't stop unless he really can't afford the money at all.

Just as he was about to call Zhang He, a plump beauty suddenly walked over and handed Mo Poor a gold card.

"Your grandfather gave this to you. He asked me to tell you that if you lose everything, go back to work." said the beauty.

Mo Poor smiled, and after looking at the number of the gold card, he knew it was Lord Gou.

He complained in the communicator: "My grandpa passed away..."

"Get lost!" Master Gou cursed.

This is the 200 million earned by Gou Ye and him for protecting the prince of Dubai, plus this, the sixteenth round is enough.

Hanna said worriedly: "You still borrowed money? Don't! You still have 500 million in your hand, what if you lose it all? The feeling of having nothing is very painful, just like when I came to Las Vegas Vegas, it’s like fifteen dollars after leaving the dance company.”

"Perhaps, you're great." Mo Poor said, and rolled out the chips.

The sixteenth round, 655.36 million.

"Little..." The croupier was a little speechless, what kind of luck is this...

Hannah watched in dismay as Mo Poor finally lost all of the more than 1.3 billion!

"I buy Karma..." The bystanders took a deep breath, and they really came to the most desperate step. They had no money, or even negative equity.

Mo Poor's face hurts, it's really not a joke to have bad luck.

Gou Ye said in the communicator: "Are you stupid? You are really good at the training task of gambling for seven days. After gambling in one day, I will let you go."

Mo Qiong curled his lips, gambling for seven days at the beginning of the epic that exceeded the overdraft limit, a rare bet in life.

"Zhang He..." Mo Poor picked up the phone and called Zhang He. He is in the foundation and still has a share of the gold mine.

Although it was diluted by the Blue and White Club later, it may only be worth a few hundred million, but this thing is dispensable to him.

"I'll give you the gold mine, help me raise 1.2 billion US dollars and send it over immediately. If you want more, I'll pay you back tomorrow." Mo Poor said, thinking that he would not eat taffi stone for three months.

Everyone was planning to withdraw, but after seeing such a big game, today is an eye-opener.

How did Mo Poor even have a mine at home?

Hannah looked at Mo Poor in horror and said, "Mo'er, do you still want to sell the property?"

Mo Poor rubbed his face and said, "It's the last fight. Also, let me correct you... My surname is Mo, not Moore, and you always have an accent after you. This makes it seem like you are my elder in Huaxia... ..."

He said with a smile.

Hannah is convinced, can you still laugh at this? Are you starting to get nervous?

"No! Don't continue! You are already crazy!" Hannah finally figured out that she must stop Mo Poor.

Actually, you should have stopped before, no, you shouldn't bet from the very beginning!

"As I said before, Hannah, this is the abyss!" Mo Poor smiled calmly, and still chose to continue.

Although he really wanted to enter the best team with a strong force, he had already prepared for the worst in his heart.

Even if he has such a big advantage, he can ignore money and feel his scalp tingle, which shows that gambling is really an abyss of hell.

The seventeenth round, 1,310,720,000.

The croupier gave him half an hour to collect the money, and he finally collected the chips.

More than 1.3 billion chips piled up like a mountain, making it suffocating.

Hannah hugged Mo Poor tightly, but refused to let him bet.

"I can stand it, what are you afraid of?" Mo Qiong smiled.

"No! If I lose, I will have nightmares for the rest of my life!" Hannah said without knowing what to say.

Mo Poor looked into her eyes and said, "I'll help you find a good job later, so please bless me this time, okay? It seems like you've been singing bad news from the beginning, and you can't say it from the bottom of your heart." Can you refuel me once?"

"Uh..." Hannah thought it was true, and then looked at Mo Poor with a mournful face, wondering if this was going to be a blame game?

Starting to blame her for getting in the way of luck?

"This is a last-ditch effort, so please say something nice, okay?" Mo Poor stood up and gave her 10,000 chips.

Hannah was in a daze for a while, and seeing Mo Poor was so calm, she gradually calmed down.

Say something nice? Yeah, that's what playgirls are supposed to do.

"Big!" Hannah exclaimed suddenly.

"Big, big, big! Open it up for me! Ahhh!"

She threw away all her ladylike looks, stood up and pushed out the chips, leaned on the table with half her body, and yelled frantically with a grim face.

Mo Poor smiled slightly, that's right, there is no need for fancy words, at this time, these words are enough, this is the best cheer.

In his heart, he also followed the requirements of the seven-day bet, shouting frantically the result he wanted, and pushed all the chips up.

Seeing these two people staring at her like wild animals, the croupier wondered if they were crazy?

She has heard this kind of shouting a lot, and it is not a skill to shout it out of her mouth, it must be able to resound through her mind!

But these two are not members of the club, they are just the last cry.

She gently opened the dice cup and glanced at it, showing a look of surprise, then a little disappointed.

"Big..."

Seeing such a result, the bystanders all stood up: God! Alive!

The loss was more than 2.6 billion.

What a huge gamble, and I won it in one go!

Mo Poor... has returned to the original.

Thinking of this, the others couldn't laugh or cry, oh my god, I risked my life and gambled all my family property, but I only got back my capital, which is amazing and I won more than a hundred thousand in a fraction.

"Wow..." Hannah burst into tears.

Mo Poor smiled and said, "I told you you are great, Hannah."

She shouted at Mo Poor: "You won! You won! You won everything back!"

"I don't care! You have to give me a reward of one million! I want a reward!"

Mo Poor didn't even look at the chips, he threw the gold card to the waiter, turned his head and walked away, and said with a smile, "If you want one million, that's fine."

"But you have to play with me for seven days!"

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