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Chapter 36

Gan Jing deeply reflected on himself in the mirror in the bathroom.

But how can a small security guard not have the confidence not to look at other people?

Can it block bullets?Can you carry a machine gun?Can you pinch missiles?
No!
Therefore, you still have to be humble and cautious in life, and you can't put yourself in a position that is too high.

Remember the old adage that humility makes progress.

Gan Jing washed his face with cold water, checked the time, and walked into the box after twelve o'clock.

"I am back."

Seeing Gan Jing's return, Zhang Li felt uneasy for some reason, with a mocking look on his face: "Yo, didn't you fall into it?"

"Wait until you lose." Gan Jing replied, thinking silently, humility, humility.

"Hey, he's so arrogant, Brother Ma, show him some color." Zhang Li turned to Ma San and said, "Fuck this little bastard who I don't know where I found it."

Gan Jing curled his lips and said to Zhang Li, "Look at my mouth shape!"

"Deng, shu, ba."

Well, be humble, be humble, modesty makes people progress.

But now that Mr. Gan Jinggan of Linglong Dice has been resurrected, what is modesty?Can I eat it?
Gan Jing returned to the gambling table full of confidence.

It's a new day now. After three times of using the Linglong Dice, he has already vaguely realized how to use it.

The ancients often used the phrase "the unity of man and nature" to describe the realm, but now within the range of times, this is probably a kind of "unity of man and nature"...

Every detail in the dice Gu can be keenly perceived, every shake can make it in its proper position, every collision with the dice cover, every feedback of the dice colliding with each other...all of these are can be grasped.

In a sense, this is not just gambling, but art—the art of gambling.

Just like the smoke ring of a master's skill, when you achieve the ultimate in a certain field, you will have a kind of confidence and touch from the bottom of your heart.

I blow smoke rings and I am number one in the world.

I rolled the dice and was number one in the world.

Gan Jing knew that Ma San on the opposite side was very powerful, but whenever someone made a mistake, Zhang Li next to him was always trying to interfere with him, and now it was time for him to interfere back.

"bring it on."

Gan Jing, who was at the gambling table, said calmly, already holding the dice Gu with one hand.

Ma San frowned, signaling to his opponent to invite first, but Gan Jing shook his head and refused, so he raised his eyebrows, did not continue to give in, and slowly took his sic Gu away from the gambling table with his slender fingers.

The crisp voice resounded throughout the room again, and just as Ma San started to roll the dice, Gan Jing suddenly moved.

He copied the dice Gu on the gaming table, and shook it in the air, but compared with the plain and low-key style of the last one, Gan Jing's shaking is dazzled now.

At the same time, the rhythmic sound disappeared, replaced by an extremely noisy sound.

Others just frowned, but Ma San's expression on the other side of the gambling table changed completely.

Listen to the dice, listen to the dice, can't hear the sound clearly, can't hear the movement, but still know the result of the dice?
Ma San immediately held the dice to his ear and shook it, but the noisy sound of Gan Jing's dice gu pierced directly into his heart.

1 minutes.

2 minutes.

3 minutes.

Ma San slowly slowed down the movements in his hands, and put the dice Gu on the table. He looked deeply at Gan Jing who also stopped his movements, and asked, "I can't, you can?"

Noisy is the same, I can't hear it, I can't shake it, can this young man do it?

Gan Jing looked at Ma San's dice Gu and smiled slightly: "My hands are my ears."

Using the perception of the hands to replace the hearing of the ears is something that Ma San cannot do, and it is just a gambling legend.

Ma San's face was uncertain, he pressed his hand on the dice cover, hesitating.

At this moment, he was no longer sure about the result of his own shake, nor was he sure about the result of the opponent.

"Brother Ma San, if you leave now, I still welcome you to come and play again." Zhou Xuewen, who had been observing, suddenly spoke up, and he saw Ma San's uncertainty.

Gan Jing was stunned and looked back.

Zhou Xuewen nodded at him, but took a step forward, expressing that he had the final say.

Zhang Li was in a hurry: "Brother Ma, overthrow them!"

Shaking his eyebrows, Zhou Xuewen said solemnly: "If you lose today, brother Ma San, your reputation may not be preserved. Tomorrow, everyone in the circle will know that you Ma San lost to an unknown pawn!"

I thought that saying this would make Ma San retreat, but who knew he just smiled coldly, ignored Zhou Xuewen at all, pointed at Gan Jing and said, "I don't believe it!"

Wow!He lifted the dice cover violently.

Two sixes!A five!

Seventeen o'clock!Quite big!
Ma San looked down, took a breath, and felt that he might not have lost, the young man and Zhou Xuewen were probably deceiving him.

Ten bets and nine frauds!

I don't believe that if I can't shake the biggest point, this young man can shake it!

Ma San stared at Gan Jing with wide eyes, signaling him to roll the dice, but Gan Jing took two steps back and left the gaming table.

"What are you doing! Want to leave?!" Zhang Li shouted beside him.

Gan Jing glanced back, shrugged his shoulders: "One win or lose. It's over."

Looking at Ma San's uncertain face, Gan Jing pointed to his dice Gu and said, "Mine is three sixes."

Zhou Xuewen's throat moved. Seeing that Ma San and Zhang Li refused to admit defeat, he said to his subordinates, "Go!"

"Open!" The croupiers said in unison.

A middle-aged man walked to the gaming table, carefully held the dice cover, and slowly opened it.

Three six!
Sure enough, it was still three sixes!
A burst of gasps gathered together and made a loud noise.

Ma San's face darkened suddenly, and he felt very unbelievable. Is it a coincidence?Or can he really shake it out like that too?

Gan Jing looked at this Ma San and the eyes of the people around him, stretched out his right hand, blew on it, and said with a smile, "I've said it before. My hands are my ears."

Clap clap clap.

The surrounding croupiers applauded unconsciously. This was a wonderful duel!The opponent is Ma San, a well-known gambling master in the circle!And he actually lost to Gan Jing who showed his face for the first time!

After the result came out, Zhang Li's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth. He didn't expect to lose—the great expert he invited actually lost to this unknown pawn!

"Go away. Still waiting for me to see you off?" Zhou Xuewen yelled at Zhang Li, and he turned to the dejected Ma San and said, "Brother Ma San, I respect your reputation, but please don't come to my casino next time. Not welcome here."

Ma San squinted his eyes, glanced at Gan Jing again, shook his head and said, "Linglong Dice uses hands as ears. Okay, okay, I remember it, it's amazing!"

"let's go!"

With a roar, Zhang Li led a group of his subordinates and Ma San out of the box, leaving only a table full of chips.

"Brother Gan! Thanks to you this time!" Zhou Xuewen finally couldn't help showing a smile after the group left, and patted Gan Jing on the shoulder.

The matter was resolved, and Tan Shan next to him was also relieved.

He looked at his good friend Zhou Xuewen who grew up with him, and then at his junior brother Gan Jing with a plain face, and couldn't help but sing in a Beijing opera accent: "Fan Wang's clown is nothing, I can block millions of enemies with one sword." Soldiers!"

But it is a libretto in Mu Guiying's command.

"Okay, Tan Shan, brother Gan, I accept this love today! I'm committed to this brother!"

Gan Jing smiled slightly, hiding his achievements and fame.

(End of this chapter)