PLIERS RING

35. Berdo'a On the Dragon God Shenlong

"This time is not the number 5, 6, or 7. This is not a low number!"

"How many total numbers?"

"6, 6, 6, 18 numbers in total! It's a full number, it's a direct kill! Yes, God..."

"Eighteen numbers.. If each dice has a maximum value of 6 and all three dice have a value of 6, is not 18 the highest number ?!"

"The probability of getting a total of 18 is very small, Young Master Nanang is very lucky !"

"Don't this mean Old Jang..."

"This time Old Man Jang has been predestined..."

"Huh....! It's his own fault that he didn't stop when he won a lot of money, now he's lost everything he's got!"

"Not only did he lose the money he had earned, but he also lost his land and his house !"

"Doesn't that mean he and his family will spend the rest of his life on the streets begging..?!"

"Truely, gambling is not good!"

"Games don't promise victory!"

"Judi does not promise greatness!"

"Lying, even if you remember, it's the beginning of defeat."

"Lying, even if you are, is the beginning of poverty."

"Judi poisons life. Because people are lazy in the hut of hope."

"Because of gambling, Mr. Jang lost his house."

"Whatever the name and form of gambling, it's all heinous! Whatever the name and form of gambling do not do and stay away from !!"

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When Jajang realized that his father would definitely lose this round, he immediately howled furiously.

"Dad! it's all your fault! we'll lose our house and our land !"

Mr. Jang's mind was completely blank. While the surrounding people were already making a fuss, Mr. Jang's mind had long stopped. It was the sound of his son dragging his soul back.

Seeing a total of 18 dots on the dice he tried to fight his worries and panic. He tried to stay calm, he turned his head to look at his son and lit up.

"What are you shouting?! Stop yelling at me. You started crying before I even shuffled my dice! You cry, all the shit will come and luck will go!"

"We will lose and be doomed..."

Although his voice is small, but his voice is still heard to Mr. Jang's ears. He also rebuked his son-in-law.

"Who said I'd lose!!"

"Wait and just look! I only need 18 dots on the dice to get a draw on this spin. That way, the dice game has to be reworked and I'll win it after that."

Saying that, Mr. Jang's eyes shone like a red light as he stared intently at Nanang.

Jajang heard his father's words and thought, 'That's right, there's still a chance!'

Mr. Jang's family can't give up.

Maybe they can force a tie and then turn things around on their next turn.

"Father, before you open your chest we better pray to Dragon God Shenlong to be given a draw on this turn." His son-in-law.

Mr. Jang who did not want to lose this round immediately told his sons and daughters-in-law to prostrate facing the door of the house. He and his family looked up at the sky as they placed their hands on their chests in a crossed position, then prayed to Dragon God Shenlong.

"Oh, Dragon God Shenlong, give your blessing to draw this round."

"Oh, Dragon God Shenlong, Don't let our Father lose we won't have a place to live if our father loses."

"Oh, Dragon God Shenlong, although I don't come to the temple to pray every day, but we always prepare time to come several times each month to worship you at the temple, give me a draw and a win in the next round."

Meanwhile, May's girl has a different prayer to her family members.

"Oh, Dragon God Shenlong, give us your best."

Mr. Jang got up then shuffled the dice cup while saying inwardly and saying it many times, Oh, Dragon God Shenlong, this round should be a draw! Series! Series!'

Mr. Jang shuffled the dice cup with trembling hands as if his entire body had collapsed falling into an ice abyss.

His son and daughter-in-law got up and saw his father's hand tremble.

After shuffling the dice cup, Mr. Jang placed the dice cup on the table. His hand trembled, he did not want to open it, could not for fear that the result would lose.

His family members looked towards him in a panic they were very hopeful that the result in this round was a draw.

After waiting for a while, Mr. Jang did not open his chest cup. Nanang offered to open it.

"Uncle Jang, should I open it?"

"No, I-I want-I want to open it by myself...!"