"Sister March has just changed her shift. She asked me to greet you first."
The waiter smiled sweetly, wore a backless white dress and long-sleeved white gauze gloves, and brought a low-alcohol wine: "Would you like a drink?"
"No, I don't drink." Bai Zhu sat on the single sofa in the front hall of the casino and looked at the fourteen or fifteen-year-old waiter in front of him. He knew in his heart that this was March Hare's arrangement, "Thank you."
"So do you want to play something first?"
The waiter suppressed his excitement and tried to show the sweetness of the waiter rather than the fanaticism of the girl.
She couldn't imagine that any gambler could actually get out alive after such a high-profile crash, and even treat the March Hare as a guest of honor the next time he came.
What's more, this is a casino. The amazing gambling skills and crazy gambling are more addictive than drugs. It can cover up all shortcomings, including appearance, age, and identity. It is the stimulation and pleasure that makes the nerve endings tremble. , it has a fatal attraction to people who live and die in this abyss. It is extremely beautiful.
Bai Shu suddenly laughed and looked at the waiter whose gaze was too hot:
"Why do you look at me like that?"
I don’t know, you thought I owed you hundreds of millions in gambling money, and you were going to tear me alive with your eyes today.
"Ah," the waiter heard that Baizhu meant no harm and immediately responded, "Because I admire you!"
"worship?"
"That's right!" the waiter said cleverly, and he didn't want to say it in a nice way, "I'm not afraid of five bullets in the roulette wheel, and I won in the end! If it weren't forbid, I would have offered you my thanks."
Whether it's pure luck or a thousand skills that no one has discovered, winning is a fact.
There are a lot of sweet words in the casino, and these treats are the ones that make people happy the most.
Bai Shu was unmoved. He just chuckled when he heard the words and responded with a joke: "If you really want a confession, it's better to find someone who has six rounds of roulette bullets and a gambling gun that jammed."
The waiter couldn't hide his smile: "You are joking."
Roulette uses a revolver, and the biggest advantage of the revolver is that it does not jam and does not even have a safety, so it is extremely easy to misfire.
"Betting on being stuck? It's better to bet that aliens suddenly blow up the casino." The waiter clasped his hands together and bowed with a smile, "Then I will definitely enshrine him as the God of Gambling and burn incense every day."
Baizhu nodded slightly, relaxed her shoulders and leaned on the back of the sofa, crossed her legs leisurely, and slowly tapped the fingers of her right hand on the back of her left hand. She looked around through her sunglasses. This posture and temperament made it easy for people to ignore her too abrupt appearance. age.
The casino is deserted during the day, especially at seven or eight in the morning, when the carnival of the night has passed. This beauty, who exudes wealth and luxury everywhere, rests contentedly and transforms back into the skeleton it was during the day.
March Hare is resting, Atractylodes comes too suddenly, she needs time.
"Then do you want to play something?" the waiter asked again.
"I……"
Didi.
The bracelet rang, Bai Zhu lowered his head, opened it and looked at the message.
In addition to the row of question marks above, Bai Lingyu sent an animated picture.
Bai Shu clicked on it.
This is a picture of pollution fluctuations at the east coast outpost.
Two waves of aliens have crossed the defense line and are approaching the city.
[Old man]: The east coast sentinel issued a warning. There are strange birds escaping along the coast. There is a certain probability that they will enter the city. Try not to go out today.
[Old man]: And about the inspector. The bullets in his nephew’s body matched the bullets in the researcher’s body last night. It’s best not to use that gun of yours.
Baizhu Typing: [Got it]
She uses the Beretta M92, which has a double-row magazine capacity of 15 rounds and uses 9mm caliber ammunition.
Bai Zhu saw it yesterday and there were 4 bullets left.
The waiter wanted to peek, but except for the front view direction, the rest of the screen was protected from peeping. Even if he took a picture with the pocket camera in his sleeve, the screen would be black.
Ah, this damn technology.
Bai Shu took back the bracelet and said, "Go downstairs."
Although there are often alien invasions at the front line, and even better buildings have been reinforced with air defenses, it is still best to go downstairs.
"Are you going to watch the racing?"
The waiter put on a business smile and said, "Racing is the specialty of our Red Queen Casino. There is no opening this morning, but there is a small two-person race for you to bet on. Please come with me."
The waiter led Baizhu downstairs: "Do you want a separate box, or do you want to watch it directly from the auditorium?"
Bai Zhu looked at the audience, and there were only two or three people here and there.
"I can just sit in the audience, no need to follow me."
The little waiter must have been given a task. Hearing this, he hurriedly said: "I will accompany you. You will not be bored if you have me to relieve your boredom."
Bai Shu paused when he heard the words, pondered for two seconds and then laughed:
"Please help me tell Miss March Hare: I am not impatient. Dressing up is the master's prerogative, and waiting is the guest's enjoyment. Being amazed by the outstanding beauty will definitely make me happy for a long time. So you don't have to worry, maybe I Do you need more space to watch the game freely?"
"You are really good at talking." The waiter folded his hands and pressed his chest. He laughed at these words, and all the original nervousness and worries dissipated. "Then I will convey it to you. I wish you a good time."
After the receptionist left and went upstairs, Baizhu finally felt relaxed and chose a seat at the corner of the track near the finish line to sit down.
This is often a great spot for a match point.
For Baizhu, this place is better than the starting and finishing seats, and it is more fun than the overlooking box.
"Your wine."
A respectful voice came from behind. Bai Shu turned his head slightly and looked at the man diagonally behind him.
He is about thirty-five years old, wearing a simple white shirt and suit pants. There is a blue-purple petal in the shirt pocket. He has an elegant posture and a leisurely temperament.
He was tilting his head to take the blue-green wine from the waiter's hand. From this angle, Bai Zhu could only see the slightly stern profile of the other person's face, with his slightly long and slightly curly black-brown hair slightly covering his cheeks.
Bai Zhu withdrew his gaze.
The race has begun, the sound of wheels rubbing against the track is harsh and surging, and the roar of the engine is very close. The red car is one body ahead of the blue car, and the two cars are locked in a tight grip.
There are five laps in total, and this is just the first lap.
"Do you want to place a bet?" The bunny girl walked up to Bai Zhu and showed no abnormality about her age. "The red car is far ahead of the blue car now."
"Really?" Bai Zhu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Then beat the blue car, 500 points."
"..."
The bunny girl smiled politely and accepted the bet.
She walked to the back row and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to place a bet..."
"Let's go to the blue car and put down 5,000 points."
The punter in the back row seemed to think for a moment before responding, his voice gentle.
5,000 points?
It's a big deal, just multiple zeros.
Bai Shu turned around again and met the gambler's gaze that was raised at the same time.
He nodded politely, his blue-green eyes were the same color as the wine in the glass, the corners of his eyes were slightly curved, and even when he smiled, there was a hint of sadness.
Bai Zhu thinks of sentimental poets.
She was amused by her own thoughts, nodded slightly in response, and continued watching the game.
The car entered the fifth lap.
The red car still threw away the entire body of the blue car.
The two cars were about to reach a corner, and the blue car seized the opportunity to accelerate suddenly, throwing out the car body regardless of the limit of centripetal force.
boom!
The rear of the car almost collided with the guardrail, and sparks flew half a meter away from Baizhu!
In the next second, he rushed to catch up, desperately trying to seize the opportunity in the corner, and was close to the red car. The racer of the red car was frightened by this desperate overtaking in the corner, and lost the opportunity to take the lead.
The blue car crossed the finish line first!
Amidst the hum of the engine, Baizhu smiled a little and controlled his blood boiling as he watched the game.
“Why bet on the blue car?”
The question came from the back row, and Baizhu paused slightly and turned sideways.
