PLIERS RING

22. Dice Part 2

"I like rich people like you who are able to bear losses and losses, let's continue gambling" he said bravely.

"..." - ".The audience almost stopped breathing. Their expressions were frozen as well.

They had never seen a billion-bellied bet before, and once wasn't enough, then twice! it's a once-in-a-lifetime spectacle.

Girl Mei is worried, if her Father loses she will go back to being poor and will be sold to Mr Seven, if her Father wins then .. won't she get richer ?

But then what? He was not so sure of his father's ability, however his father often lost gambling rather than winning !!

Mei's girl rushed in and tried to remind her father.

"Dad, you can't gamble anymore! Dad wanted money and now we have a billion why don't you just stop ?"

Old Man Jang glared at his daughter whom he considered stupid and cursed.

"Basic stupid! you want me to stop now? He's a rookie and he's rich. My luck is on the rise so I definitely won't lose. Besides, even if I lose, I won't lose anything Don't you understand this ?"

Girl Mei looked at her father, she was not angry even though her father called her 'stupid'.she could only smile superficially while sighing deeply.

"But Dad ..."

Old Man Jang pushes his daughter who he finds annoying to the side.

"Nothing but, now you better get out of the way and see how your father won a lot of money."

Girl Mei did not dare to say more, but she secretly prayed to God for her father to win the second round. If his father won, they would become the richest family in Fog Village with a fortune of 2 billion bellies.

His father could not lose money.

If his father loses, his fate will also be determined, sold to Mr. Seven to be the seventh concubine and eighth wife.

Old Man Jang asked Nanang.

"Who will shuffle first for the second round ?"

"I'll go first." Nanang. Nanang did not mind who went first or who went later. Taking the dice cup, he shuffled it and then placed it back on the table.

Sweat was beginning to appear on his forehead.

He could almost feel his blood pressure rise when he put his hand on the dice cup if he won he would get 2 billion in his pocket, if he lost he would lose 1 billion bellies. It was a defeat that he could not bear !!

After he mentally prepared himself, he took out the dice cup and looked at the point that appeared on the dice. He felt his heart beating fast because nervousness had been replaced with pleasure.

All the people watching sighed.

"One, two, four, a total of 7 numbers." After reading the dot and summing yes into numbers, Old Man Jang couldn't help but laugh once more

"Hahaahahahaha! Young Master, you should not gamble with others. You always get a low number, if you go to the casino, you won't even last longer than a stick of incense before you lose everything."

Everyone, "...."

The people watching agreed with him. Nanang's luck was really bad and bad. He always got a low number for two consecutive rounds.

Only Intan stared at his brother Nanang in silence.

Brother Nanang this ....

Twice in a row he got a low number as if he was deliberately setting it.

Yes, he was intentional.

What motive?

Intan is too curious now.

Nanang looked at Old Man Jang and said.

"You haven't shuffled and opened your chest cup, it could be me who wins this turn.

*1 incense \= About 15 minutes