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Chapter 216: God, Farmer, and Ding
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? Several people in the venue held their breath and concentrated on the Gu shaking in the hands of Shen Peng and the plump young woman.
There are three dice in a cup. The minimum is three points and the maximum is eighteen points. There is no one-size-fits-all theory. The winner or loser depends only on the size of the bet. Because of this, the patient with eye spasm has a relaxed expression on his face. She has long been familiar with shape recognition. Even if the two Gu cups are shaken at the same time, she is 90% sure of the size inside the cup.
As for Shen
He was also extremely relaxed. Although he did not know how to distinguish shapes by sounds, through his spiritual consciousness, the points in the Gu Gu were clearly mapped in his mind.
In the quiet gambling room, except for the gasps of everyone and the "squeaking" sound of the dice, there was only the sound of a happy little scorpion playing in the water. However, this atmosphere did not last long. Old man Nakamura was break in.
"It seems it will take some time to shake down these twenty cups."
"Mr. Executive Officer, I remember that your casino will hold a large-scale auction today. I don't know if I can still participate."
Old man Nakamura asked Shan Sheng with a gentle smile.
The words left an awkward tone. Murong Mei, who was standing behind Shen Peng, suddenly boiled with anger: "You still want to be shameless?"
??What is the intention of the old man Nakamura? Everyone will know as soon as they hear it
Although the auction has already been going on for a short period of time, as Nakamura, if he wants to participate midway, he can have Shan Sheng contact the venue to broadcast the auction live in real time, and then use the wireless caller to participate remotely. Conduct of the auction.
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As a result, the real-time live broadcast of the TV will inevitably emit unnecessary noise. And the appearance of noise will inevitably affect the judgment of Shen Peng and the plump young woman at the gambling table on the size of the dice in the cup.
Let¡¯s put aside for the moment whether Shen Peng¡¯s gambling skills are enough to perform normally under the interference of external objects; just because the old man Nakamura can say such words at this moment, we can know that the plump young woman sitting in his arms is definitely capable of ignoring that. Noise interference from foreign objects. Continue to listen and identify the dice.
"It's not appropriate to broadcast the venue live in real time. I'm afraid it will affect your gambling skills"
At this moment.
Shan Sheng's cheeks were covered with frost. He was completely different from Murong Mei. When he was extremely angry, his face turned completely white. There was no trace of blood at all. It was frightening to watch.
"It doesn't matter if you're a little girl. Just look at this little brother." The plump young woman continued to blink her eyes sickly and looked at Shen Peng with contempt. All she showed was a provocation to Shen Guoguo.
"You can refuse." Murong Mei stared at the two Japanese with murderous eyes, and then reminded Shen Peng in a low voice.
On the gambling table, if either party has other proposals, both parties must agree before they can proceed. If one party vetoes, then the proposal cannot be implemented. And now, as long as Shen Peng raises his voice to say no, then the plan of the old man Nakamura The fetus was stillborn.
"This is the first time I've heard that you can participate in the auction remotely"
"Okay then. Brother Shan, please give me a calling device. I want to participate too."
Shen Peng's voice fell. A pink fleshy palm came directly to meet him. Its target was clearly Shen Peng's cheek. But when the palm was five centimeters away from Shen Peng's cheek, Ruan Miaoxuan suddenly captured him.
"You don't have to treat us as friends, but don't treat us as enemies. Since we promised to help you, we will definitely succeed; no one deserves to dictate what he does."
Ruan Miaoxuan squeezed Murong Mei's slender wrist hard. There was a huge disparity in strength between the two. It was clear just from Murong Mei's livid expression of pain.
"This is not a bet for him alone. Why should he decide everything by himself? He proposed the bet amount of 10 million U.S. dollars per cup. Now twenty cups are shaken. A bet involving 200 million U.S. dollars. If Something went wrong. You can afford to pay for it."
The pain must be excruciating. But Murong Mei's stubbornness is even better than the pain. She refuses to bow her head and admit defeat. This is because of the man's style of doing things. At best, he is free and uninhibited. At worst, he is domineering. A total of 200 million US dollars in gambling was put into his hands. Murong Mei already felt that this was the thing she regretted most in her life bar none.
"enough."
"let go."
Shan Sheng and Shen Peng said in unison.
"I believe in Brother Shen's gambling skills. Since Brother Shen thinks it's okay, then it's okay. Xiaomei don't talk any more." Shan Sheng frowned tightly, although his expression also showed dissatisfaction with Shen Peng. .But now, what can he do? Let Shen Peng leave the game and find a gambling master to replace him.
"If word of this gets out, how will his reputation in Paradise Casino be saved?"
"Uncle Shan I didn't expect that you would be broken." Murong Mei fiercely pulled away the wrist that was pinched by Ruan Miaoxuan. She stared hatefully at Shen Peng, who still had a normal expression at this time, and snorted coldly. .
Shan Sheng said this. Even if he felt helpless in his heart, he could only admit it silently. He sighed secretly. He nodded to the old man Nakamura and Shen. Then he started to make phone calls to contact the live broadcast transmission of the remote participation.
Only six minutes later, two waiters in tuxedos brought three palm-sized call machines. When they turned on the wall-mounted TV in Nuo Da, what was shown on the screen was the auction in progress. .
"Mr. Nakamura, this is your caller. You should know the procedures of the auction. The auction items have reached the middle stage of the rare items. Therefore, each bid should not be less than 50,000 US dollars." He said. He handed one of the callers to Nakamura, and then walked towards Shen Peng.
"Brother Shen, let me hold this caller for you. If you like something, I will bid it for you." Shan Sheng's suggestion is reasonable. The cup gu in Shen Peng's hand is still frequent at this moment. It was shaking. If the call device was given to him, even if he could multi-purpose it, it would be quite troublesome.
"It doesn't matter. Then I'll bother Brother Shan." Shen Peng thanked him softly.
"Prince Gebuli didn't say anything just now. But Shan still brought an extra calling device. I wonder if His Highness the Prince is interested in the auction." Shan Sheng's careful thoughts no longer need to be discussed. Goubuli ignored the prince. Hearing this, he chuckled: "I was distracted just now. Since Mr. Executive Officer kindly brought it, then I, Prince, should also join in But, Shen, don't be too distracted. This is 200 million US dollars. .¡±
"Of course" Shen Peng chuckled, still looking confident.
While everyone was talking and laughing, the thirty-first auction item was carried onto the auction stage in a crystal anti-theft cover.
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"This is a stone tripod from the Stone Age. The tripod occupies a considerable position in ancient Chinese culture. As we all know, China lasted for five thousand years. Regardless of whether these five thousand years really existed, but the legend of Yanhuang But it has a long history.¡±
"This tripod was something that was leaked from the Old Summer Palace. It was sold to the Metropolitan Museum of Art by a Belgian collector three years ago. The transaction price at that time was six million US dollars. In addition there must be many customers who are curious about the year of this stone tripod. Examination by the Metropolitan Museum of Art's chief researcher on stone tools shows that this tripod was created eight thousand years ago exactly the time when the legend of Yan and Huang in ancient China was born."
"This item is priced at a low price of five million US dollars. Each bid must not be less than fifty thousand US dollars the auction is now open."
With the clear female voice falling, the auction hammer banged
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"Dad, dad"
Shen Peng¡¯s smile when facing Prince Goubuli had not yet extinguished. A pair of wet little hands suddenly grabbed Shen Peng¡¯s sleeves.
I saw the soaked little scorpion staring with a pair of big eyes. While tugging on Shen¡¯s sleeves, he stared at the live broadcast on the far wall.
"What's wrong? Xiao Ling'er."
With his free left hand, he rubbed Long Ling'er's little head. Shen Peng's eyes quickly followed the direction of her gaze.
In the moment when Shen Peng's eyes came into contact with the live broadcast screen, Shen Peng's whole person seemed to suddenly solidify into a soundless human wax figure. Apart from his lifelike appearance, there was no trace of popularity at all.
"That is¡¡"
"That is¡¡"
"That is¡¡"
"god."
"Farmer."
"ding"
A thunder suddenly erupted in Shen Peng's mental realm. In the vast universe within, a giant cauldron appeared high in the sky, erupting with endless dazzling brilliance.
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