PLIERS RING

23. Dice Part 3

Nanang looked at Old Man Jang and said.

"You haven't shuffled and opened your chest cup yet, it could be me winning on this turn."

Old Man jang felt proud and confident after going through the first half and seeing the low numbers on Nanang dice.

Therefore, he was not nervous when he shuffled the dice cup a second time he put the cup down and opened it easily.

Again he laughed out loud.

"Zehahahaha, I got 4 numbers on all three dice, a total of 12 numbers, I won again !"

Old Man jang could barely contain his excitement without waiting for Nanang's approval he took the two chek papers gathered in the middle of the table into his pocket.

Nanang smiled lightly as he looked at the overjoyed Mr. Jang.

this time Mr. Jang asked excitedly to Nanang.

"Do you still want to bet ?"

"certain." Answer Nanang

Mr. Jang felt lucky today and said.

"Good! I'm also thinking of continuing."

the crowd that saw, "..."

In just two rounds of dice, Old Man Jang has become a rich and wealthy individual.

He already has 2 billion bellies. What a feeling of hate!

Meanwhile Nanang who has lost 2 rounds in a row and lost 2 billion, but he still intends to continue. What happened? Gamblers are terrible because they will not stop until they lose a total !!

The crowd could only sigh inwardly. Many of them were so nervous that sweating a storm on their forehead, it felt as if they themselves were coming into play.

Girl Mei was relieved after her father won, but she was worried because her father would return to betting. After all, he would be sold by his father if his father fell poor again !

"Stupid girl! you don't know shit! Quiet down!"

Old Man Jang did not think that there was a possibility for him to lose today, after all his opponents he only considered as beginners and beginners.

Meanwhile, some of the audience began to be tempted by the instant money made. They think after Old Man Jang's turn is over, they will invite Nanang to play gambling.

"Old Man, your luck is very good today." A citizen satirized with full of jealousy and jealousy. It sounded clear from his tone of voice.

A resident interrupted and immediately asked Nanang.

"Young Master, Do you still want to bet more after your turn and Old Jang are done? Once you're done with him why don't you play with me ?" Ask a person who is watching. His voice sounded hurried and excited, as if he was afraid that Nanang would be snatched away by the other spectators present.

The other citizens also began to voice with great enthusiasm.

"Young Master, why don't you bet a round first with me before proceeding with Old Jang, what do you think ?"

Nanang glanced at the excited and lively residents of Fog Village and said with a faint smile.

"Of course, we can bet 1 billion per spin. If you don't have money, you should bet with the deed of farmland you have." Answer Nanang.

Everyone had blood rushing to their heads at this moment and agreed without thinking about it with sek.s.a.m.a.

"No problem! Young Master can bet with a billion bellies, whereas I will bet with my farmland deed." Answer a citizen named Mr. Nafsun.

"In that case, we've reached an agreement." Nanang replied calmly and calmly.

Realizing that his walking ATM would be snatched away by someone else, Old Man Jang clapped twice to regain Nanang's attention.

*Old Person \= Mr. Jang, the word 'Two' in my novel can be interpreted as another call to call father/sister, can only be used by people of the same age.

*Fog Village \= The village of 'Fiction' in my novel that is covered by thick fog during the rainy season, when a thick fog appears, the population can only stay at home, the livelihood of the population is farming, farming, and generally all the inhabitants are poor and poor.

*1 billion Belly \= 1 billion rupiah