Bab 216: [216] From the tone of your voice, did you win?_1

"No more bets!"

The croupier shook the dice cup once more and bellowed at the crowd.

A group of gamblers eagerly pushed their chips out.

Mao Anyi couldn't wait to place a 100,000 yuan bet in the "Big" area.

"Bet on small this round."

Seeing this, Tang Feng had no choice but to lean in and whisper in her ear.

"Why?" Mao Anyi looked at him, puzzled.

"Just listen to me," Tang Feng didn't know how to explain, so he used a commanding tone.

"Why should I listen to you? I refuse," Mao Anyi was dissatisfied with his authoritative tone and deliberately contradicted him.

"Ignore good advice, suffer the consequences right in front of you."

Tang Feng couldn't be bothered to deal with her anymore and bet 100,000 yuan on "Small" himself.

Amid another round of shouting from the crowd, the croupier lifted the dice cup.

1 point, 3 points, 3 points, totaling 7 points, small!

"Sigh..."

Those who bet wrong pounded their chests and stomped their feet, some even cursing out loud.