PLIERS RING

30. Let's Bet 100 Billion Belly !

"Uncle Jang, let's bet again. This time I'm gonna take out a check worth 16 billion, what do you think ?"

".... !!"

The citizens who heard Nanang's invitation were flabbergasted. It's a 16 billion bet! if each issued 16 billion then the total bet would be 32 billion belly! this is an amount they dare not imagine.

Mr. Jang breathed fast, his chest pounding up and down. He did dream of having a lot of money, but did not dream of that much money. His hands shook and after calming down, he replied.

"Come, let's bet. Don't complain when you lose !" Answer Mr. Jang.

 

The news that Old Man Jang was gambling and winning billions of money eventually spread throughout the entire Fog Village. The fog village was small in size and there were only a few residents in the Mist Village, so the rumors spread quickly, an impromptu gambling arena that initially there were only a few who were watching was finally full of people.

They don't bet but are very excited as if they are the ones betting, they even feel nervous and their adrenaline is racing fast.

This is a once in a lifetime spectacle !

This time Old Man Jang and Nanang shuffled and opened the dice simultaneously.

When the number of dots on the dice is visible, the residents start counting and comparing to see who wins.

"Two, two, two, the number on the Nanang dice is 6! Again he got a small number! he was sure to lose! "

"Six, six, six, 18 full numbers! Damn it, Old Man Jang is so lucky! I envy you, if it were my money... !" A citizen complained.

"Aahaha! I won again! Haha... !" Mr. Jang laughed out loud, his laughing expression only invites hatred and makes the citizens envious and envious, they suppose if only luck was theirs ..

"Young Master, are you still willing to bet?!'' Mr. Jang asked, he was very and very excited, as if he would continue to win and win.

"Let's bet 100 billion bellies." Bring Nanang.

"............." Crowd silent.

"Yes, God, is he serious ?!!"

"It's crazy! One would lose 100 billion just because of gambling !"

"Ukh, I wish I had the money."

"Damn it, Old Man Jang is so lucky to get 100 billion Belly !"

"What do you mean he's lucky? The betting hasn't even started yet, we have to see the results first."

"But the Young Master always loses, and Old Jang always wins! no need to guess who will win !"

"Oh, Lord Shenlong, this is unfair. When I struggle every day but only make a little money, but the young man there has a lot of money despite being young ...!"

"Wow, this is a once-living spectacle! 100 Billion Belly! even my father and grandmother had never seen that much money !"

"What do you mean just your dad and grandma? even your grandmother's grandmother hasn't seen that much money !"

"What do you mean insult my family? Doesn't this also apply to your grandmother's and grandmother's grandmother's as well?!"

"......."

After the commotion for a few minutes, the madness calmed down even though they were actually still arguing and excited.

With a trembling body, Mr. Jang asked Nanang, his voice a bit hoarse and quivering.

"Young Master Nanang, can you repeat it? 100 Billion, did I not hear wrong?! What could you possibly mean 10 billion ?!''

"You didn't hear Uncle Jang wrong. Let Me repeat. Let's bet 100 billion belly !"

"............." Silences.