The thousand-hand child

"Haha, you're right! I'm so lucky today!"

Chen Xiaobei grinned. &Quot; hurry up and pay. I'm going to bet even bigger next round! &Quot;

"O-okay ..."

The dealer gulped and returned the 20000 low-grade spiritual Jade to Chen Xiaobei with trembling hands.

He had lost 10000 to Chen Xiaobei. The bet on his table was small, and his daily income was less than 10000 low-grade spiritual jades. If he lost this bet, he would have wasted his entire day.

However, the casino had its own rules, and he naturally couldn't renege on his debt.

"We ... We'll continue ..."

The dealer was already feeling a little guilty, but he still decided to bite the bullet.

Even if Chen Xiaobei was lucky, there should be a limit. He would probably lose this round.

"Shua shua ... Shua shua ..."

The dealer shook the dice cup with all his might. He worked very hard and very seriously, trying his best to win a round.

"Bang!"