Luck is often conserved, and Angola continued to lose money after that, even failing to get the results he predicted. Fortunately, he did not lose his mind because of his previous good luck.

Count the times slowly.

Nothing…still nothing…won three chips…won three chips…

This tired numbness arose as the number of gambling increased again and again. Angola obviously knew this. In his eyes, gambling has now become a tool for climbing up, rather than a way to have daily fun.

One. He must be very careful not to let himself fall into the abyss of fanaticism. Once he experiences the feeling of winning gold coins in the midst of frustration, the happiness derived from it will increase exponentially.

It is this mentality that drives the new gamblers to pull the levers that burn down their property one by one, and finally give up their lives in the midst of crazy laughter. Angola lost at that time without even having any pants.

He chose to stop immediately because of what the gambling star said to him back then.

"Hey, it's time to stop. If you don't have the strength, don't continue. I'll only take the money from your pockets." I still remember that Amani was sitting on the gambling table, looking down at Angola, who was naked and lying on the ground in pain.

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At that time, Angola was determined to gamble with Amani again, but in the end, he was thrown out of the casino by a group of sturdy security guards. He saw a man with the same bare buttocks as himself, and the person who was ordered to be thrown out was also

There were many. They were among the top gamblers at the time, and just a few rune cards allowed the assets they had won over the years to take flight.

Thinking about it now, Angola would also like to thank this legendary gambling star, because he was the one who stopped him from borrowing money to gamble. He might still be working in a mine now. He would not let himself feel the pain of losing money all the time.

If the sense of humiliation dominates his reason, he will not let the joy of winning money make him ecstasy.

Angola just wanted to challenge this legendary gambling star who was unparalleled back then. After not seeing him for many years, has his poker skills improved at this time? He wanted to know.

In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the time when he was swaying his sweat and tears on the golden gambling table. The mountains of chips were filled with time and space, but in the end they were just a number. He no longer focuses on gambling.

Instead of starting a business, he put his gambling skills into venture capital. This kind of thing is more realistic than gambling, and it is also quite profitable. He will occasionally go to the town where he rests to gamble once or twice, and use all the chips on the table.

After winning, leave slowly and leisurely.

Gambling is actually about excitement. Angola is thinking, life is not a big gamble. Compared with other games, the chips of this kind of "gamble" are all yours, and the rewards are also yours.

Everything is just a question of good or bad. And the content of this game of life is ever-changing, which is much more exciting and dangerous than ordinary gambling.

According to him, everyone is born to be a crazy gambler. Maybe this is ridiculous, but he firmly believes it.

Angola yawned. It is really easy to get tired playing this kind of game. Five thousand chips are not easy to make money at all. After a while, except for the first thousand chips, he could barely maintain profit and loss. In other games

Among the gamblers, some lucky ones have stolen chickens into the mountainside, so he has to work hard.

The prize pool of the slot machine above his head is only eight thousand. Most of the prize pools on the slot machines occupied by fools who have no brains and only hope that their luck will work out are twenty to thirty thousand.

When Angola saw someone borrowing money to pull the lever after losing all his gold coins, he did not stop him. He was not a good old man who was stingy and merciful. Of course, he was not a heinous villain either. He was just an ordinary person. Here

In this state, almost no one can stop his hand, and no matter how he blocks it, it will be useless.

Gambling also has talent, and talent is definitely not something everyone has. Ninety-nine percent of ten confused gamblers will become that little piece of flesh under someone else's boots, or even

There is no value in being driven at all.

When he was tired, he simply lay down in front of the slot machine, snapped his fingers, called for a glass of water and a fruit plate, and turned to watch the people around him playing the slot machine. Several people around him had changed, but they still couldn't get the contents of the slot machine.

Get the grand prize.

Angola kept calculating in his mind. Every time he pulled the lever two hundred times, the probability of turning to two "cherries" in succession would increase by 20%. It has now reached nearly 880 turns. If it reaches about a thousand turns,

, he thought there should be a big prize. He narrowed his eyes slightly, inserted a small tomato from the fruit plate, put it in his mouth and held it.

The cherry tomatoes are very fresh and cool. Under their bright red and thin skin, there is a sweet, sour and rich tomato flavor.

Angola supported his head and said to the people around him: "How much did you win?"

The gambler sitting next to him now looks like he has a bad temper, but he is also easy to talk to, with a pair of thick eyebrows. He looked at Angola in surprise, his eyes full of vigilance: "What's wrong? How much money I won has nothing to do with you.

What's the relationship? I won't lend you money!"

He pulled the lever, and Angola glanced at the pattern on the screen. It was definitely useless. But the man's bloodshot eyes looked closely at the slot machine in front of him, always feeling that he would reach in and turn the pattern inside into three.

cherry.

This guy probably didn't make much money. To put it more radically, this man probably lost a lot of money. Now he firmly believes that he can win the big prize, so he is holding on here.

"I have plenty of money here. I've been playing all morning and I'm tired. I think you can play well without breaking the law." Angola continued to trick him, "It looks like you didn't win much money."

"Don't be mean with your mouth, or I'll slap you!" The man glared at him fiercely, and Angola had no choice but to sneer and shut up, "I... my luck may be a little bit worse today!"

"Oh, me too, I win sometimes and lose, but I haven't touched the chips very much now." Angola, who now has at least 1,300 chips, sighed shamelessly, "You are young and energetic, I am now

I’m old, my eyes are tired after playing for a while.”

"What nonsense..." The grumpy man finally let out a sigh of relief. He obviously knew that he had spilled the beans, "Let's see if I don't get the grand prize!"

He stuffed ten more gold coins into the coin slot, which also showed that he didn't have any chips. He must have been losing money. No, after the money went into the slot machine, he couldn't spit out a penny!

Angola used several golden chips to increase the number of times on his machine, and then pretended to eat the fruits in his fruit plate. If he guessed correctly, within five times of his bets, two cherries would definitely appear.

pattern.

I couldn't bear to let my child trap the wolf. This guy's arm strength was really strong, and the handle of the slot machine was almost bent. He pulled it nearly fifty times, and finally got a cherry, but the bet he placed was...

It was just another gold coin. The man cursed his bad luck and continued to throw it.

It's the 940th time now, and it's not the time yet. Angola ordered another fruit plate, and the fruits in it didn't have the same kind.

"Young man, if you want to eat fruit, you can ask the service desk directly. I see you are quite tired here." Angola's mouth was filled with the fragrance of fruits. "Look, these fruits are quite fresh!"

"You..." The man looked at Angola's sarcastic smile, and his tone finally softened, "This is none of your business."

Angola burped. That's the good thing about casinos. They take care of food, fruits, and drinks. He cautiously tried, "If you take a break sometimes, maybe your luck will get better?"

The man pulled the lever of the slot machine and hesitated for a moment: "It's true that luck has its ups and downs. Damn... I'm so unlucky today."

"Do you want me to lend you some money?" Angola laughed loudly, "I'm not asking you for money now."

"Who wants it from you!" The man's face suddenly turned red, "Old guy...it's not like you haven't earned much!"

"That's right." The count in Anthony's mind has reached nine hundred and eighty-nine times. "Speaking of which, if we switch, maybe your luck will change? Anyway, you didn't make any money, and I didn't make any either.

It’s no big deal.”

The man was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "What do you mean?"

"Of course I don't mean anything. It's just a casual suggestion. What if your luck gets better and you win back all the money you lost?" Anthony paused for a moment on "all" and said, "You don't want to change."

It doesn’t matter, I’ll just eat fruit next to you and watch you play.”

"Hmph..." The man's brows frowned suddenly. He narrowed his eyes, as if he wanted to see Angola upside down, and finally said, "I hope your slot machine here will win prizes. It's my luck."

...It’s really too embarrassing.”

"I hope you can transfer." Angola took out the money bag stuck on the slot machine and sat down on the seat given by the man.

Ha, there are more than 32,000 chips in the prize pool.

Angola knew that if he threw all his chips in now, he might not be able to win the final jackpot. But the problem was that as a gambler, he had done everything he could, and the rest was purely relying on luck.

What else is there to hesitate about?

This is the real reason why gamblers keep gambling: the excitement of betting everything on something that is almost impossible is too fascinating. What if... what if! What if it succeeds?

It is the pursuit of this "just in case" that makes so many people flock to this kind of thing that is full of external content and empty internally, isn't it?

While Angola was stunned, the man seemed to have received some gifts left for him.

"I...fuck! Did you just see it, two cherries! Yes, two cherries! A full two hundred chips! Haha, you seem to have left your luck to me.

!" The young man patted Angola on the shoulder and said, "You have to work hard, I didn't expect that I really got lucky!"

Angola just smiled and nodded: "Congratulations, I hope I can be lucky too."

"I want to watch you play too." The man smiled and leaned his head over, as if asking for credit from Angola.

"Okay, since you are watching, you must play bigger." Angola raised his eyebrows, directly dialed the button to one hundred, and pressed it decisively!

"Damn... you are so awesome! A hundred gold coins at once!" the man exclaimed in a low voice, "I don't even dare to transfer a hundred gold coins at once..."

Angola's eyebrows were crooked, and he looked at the turntable and saw that nothing came out. He had no intention of stopping and continued to put a hundred chips into the slot machine!

Missed...still missed...

Each time he put in a hundred chips, but he missed every time. It made the man feel a little painful, as if each gold coin was plucked from his arm, not from Angola's purse.

"Haha, it looks like I'm not very lucky." Angola's lips turned up involuntarily, "I also hope to win a big prize."

Then, he put one hundred chips into the slot machine again and pulled the lever. This was the nine hundred and ninety-ninth time.

"How is that possible, uncle, don't even think about it." The man looked at the picture on the slot machine and still no big prize appeared. "It's better to play less. I can't stand your gambling...

.”

"Uh, yes, I'm going to run out of money too." Angola shrugged, but his eyes were shining with excitement, "Young man, come and help me."

He still invested a hundred chips, looked at the fearful and grumpy man beside him with a smile, and waved to him. He saw the fear in the man's eyes, and said easily: "Relax, the loss is mine anyway.

Even if I win, it’s mine.”

"Really, is that okay?" The man swallowed, but his hand involuntarily moved towards the slightly hot handle.

"Please." Angola smiled.

Crunch——
To be continued...