322. Splendor 7
But his speed was faster than the dealer just now, making it hard to see the movements in his hands. The crisp dice hit the golden cup and made a mysterious and chaotic clear sound.
All the guests dared not speak out and kept it absolutely quiet.
There is only the crisp sound of dice in the whole hall.
The quiet environment makes people feel nervous and the air in the entire hall becomes thinner.
Feng Sai Shui leaned against the back of the chair, with a solemn expression, half-squinted eyes, but his ears and eyes were extremely clear, observing every detail and the sound of the sound.
Mu Baoer kept staring at Mr. Zhao's hand, paying attention to all his movements, never letting go of every shaking, turning, or circling.
Both of them entered the state of selflessness, with only a shaking cup in their eyes and ears.
It was not until the golden cup fell on the table and made a clear sound that the guests woke up like a dream, but became more and more anxious. This exciting bet finally came to a climax. They were all looking forward to who would win.
Mr. Zhao smiled and let go: "Please give your points, and according to the rules, there is ten minutes to think."
At this time, Feng Shishui and Mu Baoer were not in a hurry to answer.
Feng Sai Shui closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something!
But Mu Baoer put his hands under the table, calmly imitating Mr. Zhao's complex and changeable movements just now, reappearing one by one, evaluating various possibilities in his mind.
She recalled that the initial sound of the sieve was the most chaotic, but gradually the impact of the dice tended to merge into order, and the number of impacts was obviously reduced, so it only proved that some dice...
"Okay, it's ten minutes. Master Feng will first!" Mr. Zhao said with a smile.
The guests and Lingkong were staring at Feng Sai Shui, nervous.
Feng Shishui stroked his beard, his eyes lit up: "3 o'clock!"
As soon as his points were released, the guests were surprised. It was a dice, and the minimum number should be ten points, how could it be three points?
Could it be that the gambling king has not gambled for too long and has become confused?
But Mu Baoer's next number made them even more confused: "5 points!"
What's going on? Why did both of them report such strange numbers? Could it be that there is really a mystery inside, which makes them stare at the shaking cup even more expectantly.
"Miss Baoer, it seems that you not only have excellent driving skills, but also have a rare and amazing memory. But this time you still lost." Feng Shishui looked at her with admiration and smiled confidently, "Mr. Zhao is worthy of being the new trump card in the gambling industry. He can actually shake the amazing combination of the throne of the throne. However, the top point is three instead of five, you guessed it wrong."
But Mu Baoer also smiled: "You are right, the top dice is three, but the points you can see are five."
Feng Shishui frowned and looked at her, and his face suddenly changed.
The guests didn't understand what was going on, they just thought their conversation was mysterious, making them eager to see the result.
Mr. Zhao slowly unveiled the shaking cup, and the guests were shocked.
I saw a dice stacked into a tall column, and the ten dice were stacked together, and the points exposed by the top dice were three points.
"At 5 o'clock, Miss Mu won!" Mr. Zhao couldn't help but be amazed, looking at Mu Baoer with complicated eyes, "I didn't expect that my subtle mistake was also heard by you. Your talent is really shocking."
Chapter completed!