The wealthy businessmen and wealthy merchants around took advantage of Boss Bai going out to change clothes and greeted Mr. Mei. After all, the business of the Donghai League is big, so it is not a bad thing to know Mr. Mei.

Mr. Mei is very skillful and naturally chatting and laughing with these people, but he feels more respectful and refined. If he had not condensed the mystery and produced magic power, his ears and eyes are far more intelligent than before, and today's gambling game will be difficult for him to gain the upper hand.

Therefore, even if a person like Chen Lian cannot ask him to do something for the East China League, he should treat him respectfully. As for the little tricks before, they have long disappeared and he deeply warned himself to hold on to the right measure.

After half a stick of incense, Boss Bai came back. He changed into clean clothes, but his face was not as good as Mr. Mei.

He sat at the gambling table again and said, "Mr. Mei has been waiting for a long time."

Mr. Mei smiled and said, "It's okay, Brother Bai, please roll the dice."

Boss Bai nodded solemnly, called a dealer, threw dice for him, and made a crisp sound like a cannon in the small dice cup. Someone next to him exclaimed: "Kunshan jade is broken, and the young phoenix is ​​clear and roaring."

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the dealer's method of shaking dices. This "Kunshan Jade Broken, Qingfeng Qingming" was an extremely clever dice-rolling method, which shows that the dealer called by Boss Bai was definitely a famous gambling master.

The dice suddenly rolled out, and the last three dice were all six points, which was exactly the number of double nine.

At this time, the dealer who threw the dice couldn't help but beans sweat beads as big as beans on his forehead. He obviously threw four, five, and six, how could it be three, six? He was immersed in this path for thirty years. The skill of rolling dice was like eating and drinking water. It was so cooked that it flowed and would never make any mistakes.

Therefore, it was Mr. Mei who had to do something, which shows that the gap between the two was so big that it was not on the same scale. He looked depressed and said a few words to Boss Bai.

Boss Bai's expression remained unchanged. He touched the cards according to the points of the dice and pressed a bet of 100,000 taels. Others thought that the dealer was skilled in gambling and better than Mr. Mei. Boss Bai then placed a heavy bet. This book was unruly, but Mr. Mei didn't say anything, and others would not ask questions.

As a result, the cards turned over, but Mr. Mei won.

Boss Bai lost another 100,000 taels, but he was not surprised, because the dealer just now told him that Mr. Mei had tampered with the dice, but he could not see it in front of everyone, including the dealer himself.

Boss Bai immediately knew that he would not win Mr. Mei today if he found ten more masters. He knew he was going to lose, but he still placed a 100,000 taels of bet, so he was ready to use the money to surrender to Mr. Mei.

Mr. Mei smiled gently, pushed the winning chips to Boss Bai, and said, "I had a lot of fun today. These chips are just a gift for Brother Bai."

Boss Bai looked gloomy and said, "Mr. Mei's kindness, I appreciate it. Although Bai is not as rich as the East China Alliance, he is not short of money. This money is used to buy jewelry for Miss Youyou."

He pushed the chips back again.

Mr. Mei didn't look at the chips and said, "Since Brother Bai is so polite and not short of money, it's still early tonight, so why don't we play a few more games."

Since Boss Bai still refused to turn to the East China Sea Alliance, he could only continue to be aggressive.

Boss Bai runs a gambling shop. If he is afraid of Mr. Mei and refuses to continue to bet, then the credibility of his dealer will be greatly reduced.

At this time, Baihe whispered a few words to Boss Bai. Boss Bai pondered for a moment, then looked at Bai Xiaoyu, who was trembling behind Baihe, and smiled and said, "I am old and my energy is not as strong as before. This is my nephew, Bai..."

Seeing this, Baihe immediately added: "Bai Xiaoyu."

Boss Bai knocked his head and said with apologies: "I have a bad memory now." He pointed at Bai Xiaoyu and said: "Xiaoyuer, come and play a few games with Mr. Mei. You must be happy with Mr. Mei."

Bai Xiaoyu said tremblingly: "I don't know...I can't...I can't...play."

Boss Bai smiled and said, "It's okay."

Bai Xiaoyu is just a little rogue. He has never seen this scene before, but now he has to go there, otherwise he would not have thought of going out alive today.

Bai He also clenched his palms, and his sweat came out. He just hoped that Bai Xiaoyu would be more successful and that he would be more powerful.

Mr. Mei looked at Bai Xiaoyu's nervous look and whispered: "Don't be nervous, I won't eat people."

Bai Xiaoyu gave a grateful look. The people in the gambling house were all sucking people and not spitting bones, but the gentleman in front of him was a good person, but he had to win.

Seeing that his mood was slowed down, Mr. Mei said, "Little brother, you can shuffle the cards."

Bai Xiaoyu woke up and began to shuffle the cards, but his hands were trembling, which made everyone laugh, thinking that Boss Bai was deliberately asking this guy to come up to ease the atmosphere.

After Bai Xiaoyu shuffled the cards, Mr. Mei threw the dice and each took the cards.

After setting up a good bet, the trump card was shown. Everyone couldn't help but exclaim that Mr. Mei actually lost. Mr. Mei looked calm, but was shocked in his heart. He said quietly: "Little brother, let's continue."

At first, everyone thought that Mr. Mei was willing to give in, but in ten games, Mr. Mei failed to win. Seeing that Mr. Mei's stacked chips were rapidly decreasing, while the number of chips in front of Bai Xiaoyu continued to increase. Everyone dared not underestimate Bai Xiaoyu, and they thought about what this kid was. He was not a disciple of the god of gambling.

In the end, Mr. Mei lost completely, but he was not ashamed and angry. He just pushed the cards apart and smiled and said, "Brother Bai is indeed a talented man. Today, Mei is considered an eye-opener."

Boss Bai patted Bai Xiaoyu's forehead and said with a smile: "You are ignorant, but Mr. Mei asked you to win."

Bai Xiaoyu wiped his sweat and said, "Mr. Mei, I'm sorry."

Mr. Mei looked at him deeply and said, "Is the little brother the God of Wealth of this generation?"

Bai Xiaoyu said in surprise: "What."

Seeing that his expression was not as fake, Mr. Mei smiled and said, "I'm talking nonsense, don't care."

‘Money can drive away ghosts, and wealth can help the gods’ is a rumor that is unknown to everyone, referring to the God of Wealth. It is said that a long time ago, a god in Yuanzhou once walked around the world, and a treasure called the falling treasure money, which can accumulate wealth in the world. That god was called the God of Wealth, leaving behind Taoism in the world.

Later, from time to time, some people obtained the Taoist throne of the God of Wealth, and walked in the world, and were called the God of Wealth. These God of Wealth did not need to swallow their vitality like Qi practitioners, but instead practiced with the help of the wealth in the world. Therefore, most of them rolled in the mortal world and their cultivation was not very good. However, once they practiced the money of falling treasures, they could fall into all the treasures in the world, even if the immortals and Buddhas were not as good as that.

However, their own weaknesses are also obvious, so these gods of wealth need to find some fellow Taoists with advanced cultivation to protect them.

(To be continued.)
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