God of Rebirth Investment

Soon, he found that Lucky came to the chess and card room—a dilapidated neon light box hanging on the second floor, and the word "Luck" had dropped to the bottom.

The shop is not big, there are only five or six tables at the entrance, and a few women and old men are gathered around the tables, fighting in full swing, and the local dialect of Eastern Handong burst out from time to time.

When they saw Chang Dong, it was as if they had never heard of it, and he looked quite normal.

"Brother!"

There was a shout from the stairs deep in the shop, it was Da Zhuang.

He stood at the corner of the stairs, the dim light slightly covered his embarrassing and complicated expression.

Chang Dong hurried over, and when he got closer, he noticed a person standing at the corner of the stairs.

The position of this person is very interesting. From Chang Dong's angle just now, he couldn't see it at all. Presumably it should be the horse boy of the gambling house, and the surveillance Da Zhuang is here.

"Is He Lei okay?"

"It's okay..." Da Zhuang shook his head repeatedly.

"Lead the way!" Chang Dong didn't talk nonsense, this is not the place to talk.

Ma Zai, who was monitoring Dazhuang, looked at Chang Dong carefully, and made a gesture of please.

Then the group went up to the second floor.

The second floor is naturally still a chess and card room, but there are a lot more tables, about a dozen, which obviously takes up the space on the second floor of other shops.

This is the true face of the casino.

There are many people playing poker, dice, and mahjong, and it is very lively.

What they have in common is that there are piles of chips on the edge of the table.

There are not many people here, only 30 to [-] people. Judging from their clothes, they are basically ordinary people, the kind of ordinary people that can be seen everywhere in the vegetable market.

Maybe, Uncle Li, who walks his dog in the early morning, is sitting here cheerfully and having a little gamble.

This scene made Chang Dong feel a little doubtful.

Ma Tsai didn't stop here, and led Chang Dong through the tables and into a compartment inside.

The cubicle is not big, about ten square meters, with a square table in the middle, and a dark-skinned young man in his 30s sitting on a big knife and a golden horse.

There were quite a few people standing beside the young man, all of them looked at Chang Dong repeatedly with unkind eyes, just like a butcher looking at pork!

As soon as he entered, Chang Dong found that the glasses boy was also there.

At this time, he and He Lei were sitting at the side of the square table, with a cautious and fearful expression, and they didn't even dare to look up at the people around them, obviously frightened by the people in the gambling house.

"No cash? Credit card, WeChat, and Alipay?" The inch-cut youth looked at Chang Dong and asked directly, too lazy to talk nonsense.

Chang Dong didn't answer, he sat opposite the young man with a big knife and a golden horse, and said: "I heard that my friend came here after hearing about some kind of business that guarantees no loss. What is it?"

The young man with an inch-length squinted his eyes and looked at Chang Dong carefully.

This guy's courage is much stronger than the other three.

"Why do you want to play too?"

"Listen, if you really want to make a steady profit without losing money, why not just play around?"

The young man with an inch head took a serious look at Chang Dong and said, "Simple, have you ever played with dice? Bet on big or small, bet ten yuan, and pay eighteen if you win, and bet one hundred, and give one hundred and eight."

"The probability of each round is [-]-[-]. It doesn't matter if you lose. If you bet big, you will bet big again in the next round. Double the bet. If you lose again, double the bet. The dice can't always be big, so you can always make money with profit If you earn it back, isn’t this a guaranteed profit business?”

The corner of the young man's mouth was smiling.

Chang Dong shook his head upon hearing this.

What a bad game!

This is basically a replica of Shishicai, or in other words, casinos and casinos rely on this logic to persuade people to go in and play.

Judging from the logic of the inch-cut youth, this is indeed a steady profit without losing money. No wonder He Lei was tempted.

But in terms of mathematical probability, the gambler will never win.

Each game is played [-]-[-]. If you win, you earn [-] points, and if you lose, you lose [-] points. How can you win?

As for doubling pressure?This is even more of a joke.

It is impossible in reality.

Ten yuan is doubled to twenty.

Twenty times doubled is forty.

Forty doubles to eighty.

……

According to this probability, if the bottom of ten yuan is turned seven or eight times, ordinary people will not be able to bear it.

Gambling can destroy people's reward mechanism. Once they fall into it, no one can bear it. If you play for ten yuan or ten yuan, it will become a hundred or one thousand. At that time, the pressure will be doubled a little, and you will be able to lose weight. The psychology of ordinary people is completely destroyed.

This thing, absolutely who knows who plays it, is absolutely a huge pit!Sinkhole!The pit where wives and children disperse!

"Brother, you are not real. My friend came to play to cheer you on. What do you mean by firing anti-aircraft guns?" Chang Dong asked.

clang!

A dagger was stabbed on the table with a bang, and a hulking man pointed at Chang Dong, his eyes widened, and he roared with a terrific aura: "Little bastard, I'll make you paralyzed, who are you calling out?"

The sound was so loud that the room was buzzing.

He Lei, the glasses boy, was so frightened that he was trembling all over, his face was pale even though he was big and strong.

Students in the ivory tower, have you ever seen this scene?

Chang Dong squinted his eyes, didn't even look at the big man, and stared directly at the short-haired young man.

Still the old saying.

Money is the guts of a person.

What can't you do with money?

Chang Dong didn't believe it anymore, they could kill him for 4 yuan?