Blue and White Society Chapter 370: Spirit shock

After hearing Mo Poor's words and seeing his calm expression, the croupier frowned and looked at Mo Poor in surprise.

"Could it be that he came here to gamble for seven days?" She realized that Mo Poor might be a member of the club.

Otherwise, how could anyone be so calm after betting their lives and finally winning back all their property?

And seven days, this is probably not a coincidence.

Then I was speechless for a while, did I make a mistake, just gamble casually, why is it like making trouble.

However, looking back on the bet just now, counting from the fourteenth round, this person has already broken 100 million bets for four consecutive rounds.

Especially the seventeenth round, more than 1.3 billion.

This is an epic start, and no club member has ever bet so big in a single game.

The croupier looked at Mo Poor with bright eyes, and a regular customer next to him saw him and asked, "I'm afraid he won't dare to gamble again in his life?"

"He will definitely come again, this is a big fat sheep." The croupier whispered.

The regular customer laughed dumbfounded, still betting? Impossible, I almost bet myself to death just now, how could I come back? How can there be such a strong head in the world?

If you still come to gamble, then you are really a big fat sheep.

So far today, Mo Poor took Hannah away.

Facing Mo Poor's request, Hannah froze for a moment, and nodded in agreement.

She followed Mo Poor up the stairs, all the way to the door of Mo Poor's room.

Then Mo Poor asked, "Don't you have a place to live?"

"???" Hannah was puzzled.

Mo Poor said with a smile: "I have something to do tonight, just come and find me tomorrow morning."

"Huh?" Hannah was stunned, so embarrassed that she wanted to die.

"So to play with you, is it really to play around with you?"

"What do you think?" Mo Poor said.

Hannah said awkwardly: "I..."

How can there be such a person? He turned her away.

"What are you going to play?" Hannah asked strangely.

"Gambling money." Mo Poor said.

"..." Hannah looked at Mo Poor in horror: "What! Are you still betting?"

Crazy? Who was the one who almost lost all his property before?

Aren't you the one who called for help and said that you would never gamble again after ten bets and ten losses?

Why did you forget after winning it all at once?

Hannah looks at Mo Poor like a monster. He has just experienced the ultimate ups and downs of his life, and he still wants to bet with a smile. This person is a freak!

"No, I won't lose your bet, you're a lunatic." Hannah said.

"You're right, forget about the one million." Mo Poor nodded.

"Hey, wait a minute!" She hesitated for a long time and refused to leave. Apart from having a big meal with Mo Poor today, she had almost nothing to gain.

Mo Poor said: "Don't worry, I will only lose one million at most."

Hannah knew that Mo Poor was very rich, so if he lost only one million, it would be nothing to him.

In the end, she still wanted the reward of one million, and said, "Okay...but why do you have to bet? We... why don't we play something?"

Mo Qiong smiled and said, "Have you ever caught fish?"

"Huh? What does this have to do with fishing?" Hannah asked puzzled.

"When you figure this out, you'll know why I want to gamble." Mo Qiong said with a smile.

Hannah seems to understand, but she doesn't know what fishing means.

Mo Poor didn't explain, he decided to introduce Hannah to work in a peripheral company after the seven-day bet, such as a chain of dry cleaners?

Those who work in a peripheral company do not necessarily have a peripheral establishment. Some people have worked for the Blue and White Club for a lifetime without knowing that they are working for the Blue and White Club.

Although she can sell her body for money, she is not a snob.

When Mo Poor was about to become a pauper in the eyes of others, or even heavily in debt, she was still willing to stand by Mo Poor's side, hoping that he would win, and even encouraging and comforting him.

When Mo Poor finally had nothing, he didn't take away the 10,000 chips he gave her, but continued to bet on Xiao Shang as agreed, and shouted for him from the bottom of his heart.

This is a woman with a gentle nature, a strong sense of empathy, and a love of life.

Mo Poor doesn't mind fulfilling her dream.

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The next day, after paying back all the borrowed money, Mo Poor came to the casino again, but this time he just gambled casually downstairs.

It can range from a few hundred thousand to as many as a million. Winning or losing is determined by God.

Sitting next to him, Hannah felt that this man was the ultimate prodigal.

"You've already lost five million! Did you agree to only lose one million?" Hannah said frantically.

Mo Poor said with a smile: "I mean, you can lose up to one million in a single game."

"What! Are you a devil?" Hannah gasped.

"I'm playing normally." Mo Poor said.

Hannah was speechless, compared to yesterday's madness, this is indeed a normal game.

Normal like a bad gambler.

In the eyes of others, he was already on the top, and if he lost all 10 million chips, he asked the woman to take another 10 million.

You lose more than you win, and after an hour or two, you lose all and continue to withdraw money.

Several gaming tables were switched back and forth, and the battle lasted for more than ten hours.

Some gamblers came to play at noon and then left. When they came at night, they saw that he was still here.

However, only Hannah, who accompanied him the whole time, knew that this guy lost 140 million in one day!

It's like boiling a frog in warm water, losing hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands each time, sometimes losing a million directly.

After accumulating, it directly becomes a terrifying number.

On the seventh day, Mo Poor lost nearly 900 million.

Hannah couldn't hold back, and finally became numb. I don't know what Mo Poor is thinking.

Before, because he was reluctant to lose 100 million in vain, his red eyes doubled later.

Now you lose a little bit more, don't you lose if you lose slowly?

Just after Mo Poor was full with only a few games left, a middle-aged white man patted his table and smiled, "Friend, do you still remember me?"

"Yeah." Mo Poor recognized that this guy was one of the people who watched him gamble upstairs.

The middle-aged white man said with a smile: "It's too boring for you to gamble like this all the time, are you interested in going to the box with me to gamble?"

"Huh?" Mo Qiong was happy, and said with a smile, "Aren't you going to give me money?"

The middle-aged white man was taken aback, who gave money to whom?

He didn't believe that this person would be so stupid. He didn't expect that he was burning a lot of money, and he dared to continue to gamble. After he found out, he felt that this was an opportunity.

This man is rich and stupid. He looks like a fat sheep and a prodigal son. Instead of giving money to the casino, it is better to give him money.

So he was going to pull Moqiong to gamble privately instead of giving money to the casino.

Mo Poor stared at him silently for a while, then shook his head: "But it's a pity..."

The middle-aged white man was taken aback, thinking that he lost everything?

"What do you mean?"

Mo Poor said: "It's not interesting, just stand here for a while, I'll think about it."

The middle-aged white man said with a smile: "Then you have to think about it."

As he spoke, he really stood aside and waited.

Mo Poor continued to gamble on his own, but Hannah leaned into his ear and whispered, "He treats you like a fat sheep, don't bet with him."

Responding to this, Mo Poor laughed in a low voice: "I really want to gamble..."

Hannah didn't know what this meant, and it took about ten minutes.

Just when the middle-aged white man was a little impatient...

"Ring, ring, ring..." The phone on his body rang, and when he picked it up, his face changed dramatically.

"What? The Internal Revenue Service? Why? Why did you come to check the accounts all of a sudden? I'll go back right away!" He turned his head and ran away, ignoring Mo Poor.

Mo Poor turned his head to look at his retreating back, and said to the communicator: "Master Gou, you can really do it, just ask the National Taxation Bureau to investigate him."

Gou Ye communicated: "This kind of private betting is a trick. This is not the first time for this person. He has pulled a few accomplices into a game, and he can play you to death no matter what."

"If I use my mental strength, I can beat them to death." Mo Poor said.

"You can pull it off! We can't use mental power to cheat to win ordinary people's money, unless it's required by the mission. They don't need our croupier for their private betting, brother, I'm saving you." Gou Ye said.

Mo Poor is noncommittal, and he doesn't only have one way of cheating.

As soon as this person came, Mo Poor knew what he was going to do, but discipline is discipline, so Mo Poor told Lord Gou.

Master Gou made a phone call to the IRS, and settled the matter directly.

"By the way, for the one thousand and one game, you can only bet big or small."

"I know, you are afraid that I will bet on a leopard? Who do you think I am? Will I use this method to make money in the club?" Mo Poor said speechlessly.

Gou Ye said: "It's good to know, cheating with mental power is only one time, just complete the ceremony, and you can return some blood at most. You are luckier than me. I only had more than four million yuan left at the end of the year, but you still have one." 100 million, by the way, you personally still have 200 million."

Mo Poor smiled, the one thousand and one game, if you really activate your spiritual power, you will definitely win.

As for Mo Poor, the epic begins, and then the normal process is the same as other members.

It can be said that his upper limit is too much higher than other people's single-game records. As long as he is not the most talented person in history, he must use mental power, and the intensity will be higher than normal.

So in the last game that started, he could go all-in to get his money back.

"Ah... a thousand games are finally over."

Ten minutes later, Mo Poor rubbed his head, feeling in his heart that after a thousand games, there was only one last move left.

Cheat with mental power.

This time, there is no need to be afraid that the croupier will know that he is a member of the club, and the thousand games have already been played.

He directly took out his card and asked the waiter to get the chips: "Get me two hundred million!"

"Why are you doing this again! Calm down!" Hannah exclaimed in surprise, why does Mo Poor really want to lose more than a billion?

"Do your job well, just cheer me on." Mo Poor said.

Hannah sighed and said, "Why are you so different from that day? Even if you lost 100 million before, it feels like the sky is falling."

"If the sky is falling, you have to hold it up." Mo Qiong said with a smile.

"Give me big!"

Mo Poor yelled directly, and Hannah was also waving the flag and shouting.

The dealer looked at him strangely: "Could it be..."

Mo Poor stared into her eyes, and shouted with a strong will in his heart: "Big! Beauty! This time I want to be big! You can count the points!"

It feels different! It feels different from the previous thousand games.

An inexplicable feeling broke into the croupier's heart.

It was as if a kind of fluctuation shot out from the brain, bombarding the female dealer's stream of consciousness.

"Successful! My mental strength." Mo Poor looked at the croupier who stared wide-eyed as if his hair had exploded, and thought to himself. At the same time, he also felt a sore head and a feeling of weakness.

At this moment, the croupier stared at Mo Poor with wide eyes, opened his mouth wide, and didn't even have a professional smile. It was obvious that he had heard the words in his heart.

But Mo Poor is a little strange. Logically speaking, the croupiers trained in the club should be able to handle it. Why are they so horrified?

As soon as he thought of this, he saw the croupier's eyeballs suddenly rolled up, revealing a supercilious look.

Then his head fell back, and his body fell to the ground with a bang.

"Huh?" Mo Poor was taken aback.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and immediately a waiter rushed over to help her.

"She fainted! Call the doctor!"

"Huh?" Mo Poor suddenly stood up.

I heard Lord Gou complaining in the communicator: "Why did you stun the croupier? Is this... the way of domineering?"

"Did you focus your mental awareness on bombarding her? How is it possible? How did you know this skill when you first came up?"

When Mo Poor heard this, he suddenly knew what had happened.

According to the Lanbai Society, spiritual power is a kind of unscientific wave, like water ripples, which spreads outward in the form of waves, and only the person he wants to contact will adjust the corresponding channel individually , is received by it.

So most of them, because of the meaningless spread, the strength has been attenuated, which is extremely wasteful. If you want to use it to attack, only senior and old members can do it.

But if this counts as an arrow, his target was directly locked on the croupier just now, and after all the mental fluctuations spread out, they were all concentrated in one point in the end!

It's like the shock wave released by the bomb, and finally rushed to the same place, concentrated bombing.

It was only used for communication, but it instantly became an aggressive shock.

"Uh... mistake, mistake..." Mo Poor said hastily.

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