Doomsday Pavilion
Chapter 119 Thousand Marriott Gamble
Three-color snake wine is three thousand and one altar, and today’s 10% off is also two thousand and seven. Shan Ye has been in the wilderness for twenty years, and he can save five to seven to eight thousand per day, but he is rich. It's not such a trick. The billowing flowers are just a materialized black hole. Even if the wine is filled with a jar, there are a hundred jars of wine, and there is not a single wine hiccup.
Three hundred thousand may not be able to buy a light for a Shan Ye armored vehicle, so it can't stand up to distress!Who do you see throwing away too much money?
Hundreds of people gathered together. Watching the excitement, they were afraid that the trouble would not be serious. They also forgot about the crappiness of running away. Some people started the game in the village.
"Come and come, the old Tiezhuang for many years, the dealer draws three points! A bet is placed. If you bet that Gungun adults can drink 500 altars, you lose 10%. If you bet that Gungun adults can drink 1000 altars, you lose 15% , Gambling Lord Gungun can drink two thousand altars, one loses 18%, five thousand altars, one loses three, and 10,000 or more altars, one loses six!"
"I'll make five hundred and one thousand altars!"
"Two thousand altars, three hundred thousand!"
"Eighty one thousand altars!"
"One hundred thousand, one thousand altars."
In a short while, the bet amount calculated by the dealer has exceeded 60 million circulation points, which shows how fat these gadgets in the wilderness are.
Ye Shan's eyes cracked, "Niang Xipi, I just saved your lives!"
"Cut, Lord Shan, what you said is wrong, if it weren't for you to throw the wine jar on Lord Gungun, how about it?"
"That's right, Shan Ye, you are responsible for paying for the bill, nothing else, we don't care!"
"Master Shan, do you want to make a bet too? You pay six for 10,000 altars. It's a rare opportunity in a lifetime."
Huang Dashan's brain is a little bit not enough, lose six?Steady profit without losing!
"Mother, I put 9 million circulation points and bet 10,000 altars!"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone was silent.
The dealer said cautiously, "Master Shan, do you really want to pay nine million?"
Shan Ye popped up a card, "The man-man spit is a nail, saying that nine million is not a lot of you."
The man accepted the money and grinned, "Hey, Lord Shan, I will leave my hand, by the way, to remind you, that is ten thousand jars of wine! One hundred thousand catties! Don't you ask Brother Lin if you have any? Your lord’s money is for you to come out!"
Huang Dashan sat down on the ground, "You say it again?"
He just threw a dazzling tens of millions, which is already considered all his private money. If Gun Gun can really drink 10,000 altars, then he would have to put out 27 million to pay Lin Chou first. This iron cock has no credit. habit.
Is he really a hen who lays golden eggs?
"Oh, Shan Ye, such a loud guy, is this going to cry?"
"Haha Shanye, the wine is gone, pay for it, take the wine!"
Shen Feng and Bai Qiongshou looked at each other, "Master Shan has pitted himself this time, I hope not to find me..."
Before he finished speaking, Shan Ye shouted, "White Rabbit, Grandpa knows that you have private money, take it out and take it out, first let me make it!"
really!
"roll!"
Huang Dashan howled miserably, "Grandpa Bai! I haven't been to Huang Dashan in my life. We've known each other for 20 years, right? Do you have the heart to watch your brothers run out of blood on the streets?"
Bai Qiong frowned and said, "How much?"
"thirty million!"
"Get out! Up to 15 million plus you call Grandpa Bai three more times!" Bai Qiongshou said proudly.
"Grandpa Bai, Grandpa Bai, Grandpa Bai!"
Yes, give the money, this product is really faceless and skinless.
Shan Ye looked at Shen Feng with a sad face, Shen Feng shivered, his face flushed.
"Master Shan, I... I'm a warrior... The poor can sell panties, if you want to be true..." Shen Feng felt distressed, "I still have 116,000, you take it First with?"
Shan Ye curled his lips, "Save your guinea fowl to buy feed! Who has the change? Shan Ye, I will divide his stake and share 10% for you."
"Twenty percent, I will make up the rest for you." A crisp voice sounded in Shan Ye's ear.
Shan Ye looked intently.
Hey, good guy, green eyes.
"Cactus, one and a half percent, if you dare to add a dime to grandpa, get out!"
"Deal."
The potted thief handed him a card, "There are more than 14 million in it, this is my dowry, you..."
"Bring me, you! Yun Di Moji, his chest is not as big as eyeballs, and the chirps of the ladies are a bit unambiguous!"
Shan Ye swayed and led a group of people to move the wine, Zuo Chen trembled with anger with a dark face.
Zuo Chen looked around, his eyes lit up, and he walked to Bai Qiongshou, "Well, it's so hot~uncle~uncle~!"
Bai Qiong got goose bumps all over, "I'm sorry, who are you?"
Zuo Chen chuckled and said, "Has the Lun family's brother Lin Chou come back? Does he have any strange behavior?"
"What strange performance? Brother Lin brought back a three-meter-high woman and a Tier 6 strange beast. Isn't it strange enough?"
Zuo Chen curled his lips, "Just her? At most 2.5 meters!"
Bai Qiongshou glanced at Zuo Chen, "I said cactus, how do I feel that your words are sour, do you say you are more than 1.4 meters?"
The potted plant jumped up like a cat with a blown up hair, "My grandmother is one meter and four two! It's two centimeters longer, okay! You didn't reach one meter four! None of your family is one meter four! Your family's surname is Guo. !"
"Well, what's the difference between that and one meter four? What happened to the surname Guo?"
Zuo Chen slumped and asked nervously, "Is Lin Chou very angry when he came back? Very angry? The kind who wants to kill!"
Bai Qiongshou laughed and said, "The young couple quarreled? I saw Brother Lin laughed, it's okay, the head of the bed is quarreling at the end of the bed... Uh, forget it, you look like an undeveloped jujube It is estimated that Brother Lin will have to feed for several years."
feed?Feed you big-headed ghost!
Zuo Chen was a little relieved, and muttered annoyedly, "I would have waited outside until now if I knew I was okay. The dishes are all finished, and my grandma is greedy!!"
Shan Ye took a group of people and quickly moved the wine back. "I told you that this is 10,000 jars of wine, so I'm optimistic about it!"
Ten large cylinders with a diameter of two meters were lined up one after another. A group of people slapped the mud seal of the wine jar and poured wine into it. After a while, the ten cylinders were filled.
This coke is broken, and drinking and chewing the jar, after all, it is quite toothy.
Holding the big tank in both palms, he killed it in one go.
"Wow!"
Shan Ye started the animal language mode, "Don't worry, drink slowly, these wines are yours!"
"Wow?"
"Snack food? It seems there are no more... How about I go to Brother Lin to get you some salt-baked chicken?"
"Wow!"
"Don't eat chicken? You're really picky, then drink a bar!"
Gudong Gudong, Gudong Gudong.
One bear drank, twenty people poured alcohol, and hundreds watched.
At the end of the drink, everyone almost forgot about the gambling, just squeezing their fists and shouting with red ears,
"Drink and drink!!"
(Thanks to a short and savvy book friend Messy Four Seasons 4000 starting coin reward, hehe.)