Chapter 92 The Bet

"Why? Don't you continue?" Lorne supported his head with one hand, looking at the croupier in front of him playfully.

The enthusiasm of the surrounding gamblers was completely ignited, and they raised their Baileys or chips high and began to boo.

"Keep going!"……

The croupier's face was uglier than that of a dead family member, and he looked at Lorne with an almost pleading tone.

"Father Wayne, I'm just a part-time worker, please forgive me."

"Is that so?" Lorne looked at a large pile of chips in front of him, "Then I will lose all these chips and stop playing."

"Father Wayne!"

But at this moment, a man's hearty voice came from behind. "Isn't this Father Wayne? Don't embarrass me. Let me play a few games with you."

A well-built man walked over from outside the door. He was wearing a well-fitting suit and behaved elegantly like a gentleman. It's just that there is a bandage wrapped around his eyes, which is incompatible with his temperament.

This man is Adela's underworld boss, the casino king Garcia! Of course, some people call him the old blind dog. Legend has it that when he was young, he was caught cheating in a casino, and the boss of the casino shaved off his eyes.

However, with the strong rise of his power, there are not many people who dare to call him like that.

"You are finally here, old blind dog." Lorne said lightly.

The corners of Garcia's mouth twitched slightly, but he still greeted the guests with a smile. He opened his hands and gave Lorne a big bear hug, as if welcoming an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

"You're getting boring here, and the croupier is not doing his duty at all." Lorne whispered in Garcia's ear, "You have to play with me."

"Definitely, definitely." Garcia said with a smile, and led Lorne to a back room. Compared with the splendor outside, the furnishings inside seemed very simple. But only those who are knowledgeable know that any thing here can be exchanged for a house outside!

It was obviously not the first time for Lorne to come here. He sat casually on the chair while playing with a potted plant next to him.

There are a few words engraved on the bottom of the potted plant. The roots are moved from the rocks and gullies, and belong to my case. Raise it with water and stones, and support it with hills. Lorne didn't understand the meaning of these words, but he only needed to know that this thing was very expensive.

This gadget, which mimics the natural landscape, was popular among the upper classes of Adela. According to legend, this kind of decoration originated from the country of flowers in the West Sea. The country with only one word difference from Adela has many strange customs.

"Isn't it nice?" Garcia "watched" Lorne playing with the potted plant, feeling a heartache in his heart, "This is something that a friend of mine gave me. It is produced in the real country of flowers, and it is different from other people's imitations. essential difference."

"Maybe?" Lorne put down the potted plant, not paying attention to Garcia's words. He looked at Garcia, "So what shall we play today?"

"You can play whatever you want," Garcia said seriously. "The question is how big do you want to play?"

"I remember I won you a piece of land here?" Lorne said suddenly.

"Yes." Garcia gritted his teeth. When Lorne first arrived, few of Adela's underworld bosses looked down on this newcomer.

Later, Lorne was also holding a coin. Came here alone.

Needless to say, what happened later, Garcia remembered that he was also in this room when he lost to Lorne a land deed worth billions of Baileys.

"Then I'll take this as a gamble," Lorne's smile gradually disappeared. "Just take a gamble, win or lose."

"Win or lose, I will never disturb your business again." Lorne took a sip of water and said lightly. "Besides, a draw counts as my loss."

Madness! He is defying the majesty of Adela's casino king! The veins on Garcia's forehead were exposed. But he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart. This condition of Father Wayne is actually extremely good.

"Then what do you want?" Garcia asked seriously. If you have nothing to offer to welcome your relatives, you must either rape or steal.

"If I lose, the title deed will of course be returned to you," Lorne said, lighting a cigarette. "But if I win, I want you out of the liquor and arms business."

"The value of these two is not comparable to a small land deed." Garcia said angrily. "After I quit, let your family dominate?"

Drinks and arms are the two pillars of the Lorne family. They are run by Agatha and Khalil respectively.

"You don't have to play if you don't want to." Lorne said indifferently. "Then I'll come to your casino every day to play for a while."

This is a naked threat! With Lorne's ability, this casino will be completely destroyed by him.

"After playing this time, get out!" Garcia said angrily. The servant brought two dice pots, and Garcia handed them to Lorne. "Size or points?"

"It's simple, size." Lorne took the dice pot. Shaking casually, as a senior old gambling dog, Garcia has not been so cheap as to play tricks on the opponent's props.

The old blind dog Garcia gently stroked the dice pot, as if stroking the skin of his lover. Except for the one time with Father Wayne, how long has it been since he sat at the gambling table?

At the beginning, I just wanted to take revenge on the casino owner who blew my eyes, but I didn't expect that the business would grow bigger and bigger. At that time, the casino owner knelt on the ground and asked for my forgiveness.

But he has long lost his original intention. As his gambling skills become more sophisticated, Garcia can no longer find the joy of gambling.

On the contrary, this Father Wayne has superb gambling skills that do not match his age, and only this man can ignite his desire to win!

"Let me let you know what is the true meaning of gambling!" Garcia roared, picking up the dice pot with one hand and shaking it.

The clattering sound of the dice colliding in the pot is intertwined, which has a charming charm.

"It's just a dying struggle." Lon Lon smiled. Although this man's gambling skills are superb, they are only in the domain of mortals. Some well-informed and powerful people can easily do it.

What's more, Lorne himself is the owner of the fruit of perception, so it's not easy to play this.

boom! boom!

Their dice pots hit the table at the same time.

"You lost." Garcia said viciously. "The maximum of these five dice is no more than 30 points. As long as I roll it out, you will definitely lose!"

He gradually moved the dice pot away, and neatly placed six ones out one by one. A smile gradually filled Garcia's face.

It's just that when the last dice appeared, Garcia's smile gradually froze.

"Hahaha, it seems that the gambling king is getting old too." Lorne already had the chance to win.

"Master!" The fat clown grabbed onto his body and punched Garcia, who was sitting on the chair. I don't know what to say. Just keep an eye on the last dice that comes up.

It's a five.

"Remember our bet," Lorne got up and left without looking back. It was only when he walked to the door of the room that he turned his head and smiled. "Actually, you didn't lose wrongly,"

Garcia cheered up after hearing these words, "Quickly, open it and have a look."

The fat clown gently opened Lorne's dice pot, and there were four dice lined up side by side, all of which were sixes.

Another dice was smashed in half.

It became a six and a one.

I have to go to the morning shift these days, and I really can't stand it anymore, so I can only guarantee a shift.

Really sorry sorry sorry.