I was driven crazy, my biological parents regretted it

"Haha, I won, I'm so lucky!"

Tang Shuai happily took back the chips he won, and then took out 10 million chips and returned them to Han Zhe.

"Brother, I'll give you your 10 million chips, and you give me back my knife."

Tang Shuai said, and was about to take the knife in Han Zhe's hand that was not yet warm, but his outstretched hand was stopped by Zhao Tianji.

"Wait a minute, brother, there is no such thing as you."

"Do you know that this is a casino, and the casino has its own rules. Not to mention the high-interest loan of nine out of thirteen returns, but we are all strangers, and I have lent you so much money, so you should pay some interest."

Tang Shuai was silent when he heard it, and then nodded.

"Well, this time, what you said makes sense, and interest should indeed be paid."

"Brother, then wait a moment."

Tang Shuai said, and bet the 10 million he won again.

"Two, two, one, five points!"

The dealer called the point.

Under the surprised eyes of the crowd, Tang Shuai won again this time.

One to one, and won another 10 million.

"Big brother, thank you for helping me, this 10 million is interest!"

"You, can you give me my knife back?"

Tang Shuai looked at Han Zhe timidly.

For some reason, Han Zhe felt that Tang Shuai was arrogant when he treated Zhao Tianji, but was cautious when talking to him.

In this way, looking at this poor little boy, Han Zhe was embarrassed to be too much.

"No need for so much, 100,000 is fine."

Han Zhe only took out 100,000 chips, returned the rest to the other party, and then reminded Tang Shuai with a smile.

"Be careful, don't go too far, otherwise it will be difficult for you to get away."

Having never eaten pork does not mean that you have never seen pigs run.

Although Han Zhe has never been to a place like a casino, he has heard from watching movies and TV that when a person wins too much money, the casino will not let him leave easily.

Tang Shuai was wearing a school uniform and looked like a kid. He must have been targeted after winning so much money.

"Ah! It's so dangerous! Then you have to protect me, brother!"

Tang Shuai suddenly became terrified and pulled Han Zhe's arm and refused to let go.

Han Zhe subconsciously wanted to shake off Tang Shuai's hand, but found that he didn't shake it off, which surprised Han Zhe.

"Have you practiced before?"

Tang Shuai looked at Han Zhe suspiciously and asked back.

"Didn't you practice before? Brother, I came to you because I saw you were the same kind. It's strange, you can recognize the knife, but you can't recognize me as the same kind?"

Tang Shuai was a little confused and a little confused about Han Zhe.

"The same kind?"

Han Zhe looked at Tang Shuai curiously, waiting for his explanation.

But unexpectedly, Tang Shuai seemed to suddenly realize something, covered his mouth with his hand, and shook his head repeatedly.

"It's okay, brother. Since your master didn't tell you, I shouldn't say more."

"It's just that we are the same kind, you have to help me."

"How about this, I can help you win money, and when you win enough, you can take me away, okay."

The plan proposed by Tang Shuai immediately won the high approval of Zhao Tianji.

"Okay, it's settled!"

"Han Zhe, this is a good thing, you agree to it."

Zhao Tianji actually thought very simply. Han Zhe came to him today to get the 300 million protection fee. Although he got it now, he agreed to the bet of his second uncle Zhao Tong, and the 300 million could not be taken away.

Tang Shuai's gambling skills are so superb. If he can help Han Zhe win 300 million, then even if Han Zhe loses the 300 million he gave, he will not lose. This is the best solution at present.

"Can you guarantee to win all the time?"

Han Zhe asked uncertainly.

Although he had witnessed Tang Shuai winning two games in a row, Han Zhe still had no idea that he could completely trust him to win all the time.

"This is very simple."

Tang Shuai pointed to the dice cup not far away and explained with a smile.

"The dice has six sides with different points. Each side makes a different sound when it falls and contacts the dice cup. You can tell it by listening."

Zhao Tianji opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief, and growled.

"Awesome, you can actually listen to the dice!"

Tang Shuai was a little proud.

"This is nothing. Our family has been forging knives for more than ten generations. We have our own unique practice method. We can judge the completion level and quality of the knife by the sound. I learned from it and extended it to the dice. I will definitely become a famous master in the gambling world in the future."

Zhao Tianji and Han Zhe looked at Tang Shuai in silence.

This prodigal son, if their parents knew that he used his family's unique knife-forging method for gambling, they would probably be furious.

But this is someone else's family affair after all, and they didn't plan toCare.

It is enough to know that Tang Shuai is sure to win money.

"Okay, Tang Shuai, it depends on you!"

Han Zhe agreed, Tang Shuai nodded repeatedly, very excited, and Zhao Tianji also became excited.

I don't know why, although I am going to win their family's money, I am still very happy and feel very excited.

The three people were excited, holding chips, and walked to the dice area.

...

In the VIP room, Zhao Tong put on his clothes, left Yang Xiaomi who had recovered from coma, and got up to drink at the coffee table.

"Ask A Quan to come see me."

Zhao Tong shouted, and the younger brother Ma Shan outside agreed to find someone, and A Quan arrived soon.

"Second Master, I am A Quan."

A Quan shouted at the door sensibly, afraid to go in rashly and see something he shouldn't see.

That coquettish big-breasted girl Yang Xiaomi is the second master's forbidden fruit, don't offend her.

"Come in."

Zhao Tong called out, and A Quan dared to push the door open.

"Second Master, are you looking for me?"

A Quan asked cautiously.

"Well, it's almost time. How much did Han Zhe win?"

Zhao Tong took a sip of wine and asked leisurely.

In his opinion, Han Zhe had 10 million chips, and he let his men deliberately let him win a few hundred million easily. Now it's time to let him spit it out.

"Ahem, he won a lot, 1,500 million."

A Quan answered cautiously, not daring to raise his head.

"Well, 500 million is not a small amount, it's enough, we should..."

"Hmm? How much did you say just now!"

Zhao Tong suddenly felt something was wrong, put down the wine glass, stared at A Quan and asked again.

"1.5 billion!"

"Second Master, from just now to now, which is only an hour, Han Zhe has won 1.5 billion!"

A Quan also risked his life, answered loudly, and told Zhao Tong the truth.

"Pah!"

Zhao Tong directly knocked the wine glass on the coffee table away, smashing it to pieces. He stood up angrily and pointed at A Quan and cursed.

"Fuck you! Are you all idiots!"

"I just said to let him win a little, not the Pacific Ocean! Winning 300 million or 500 million is fine, but 1.5 billion? Why don't you lose the entire Phoenix Club to him!"