Don't bet money, bet tongue? !
As soon as Bai Lang said this, everyone in the place who was paying attention immediately took a breath.
Although everyone knew that Bailang wanted to regain the situation and make Cheng Jian pay some price for causing trouble, who would have thought that he would play such a big role as soon as he opened his mouth?
"Bai Lang, do you know what you are talking about?" Cheng Jian was surprised and felt a little baffled at the same time. Is it possible that you are mentally ill if you gamble with others as soon as you open your mouth?
"Gamble, the loser will have his tongue cut out." Bai Lang walked to a table, picked up the dice and the dice cup, stretched them out in front of Cheng Jian, and motioned for the other party to follow.
Seeing that Cheng Jian didn't move, Bai Lang laughed and said, "You don't dare, right? You roll the dice, you guess first, and in front of Bantou Zhang, you don't dare to bet? Are the people over there all the same? Are you so cowardly? Just tell me that you don't dare to bet with me, and I will take the guy just now to your money shop tomorrow, and I will go there every three days."
"You!" Cheng Jian was furious at Bai Lang's taunt. It wasn't that he was afraid, but that he didn't understand Bailang's idea.
Cheng Jian has already agreed to the gambling and won't hesitate like now. As for gambling on tongue, this was no joke. He could see that the other party seemed to want to use this "gamble" method to deal with him in front of Zhang Liang.
But where does the other party get the confidence? Just take a gamble, why does the other party think that he is sure to win?
Logically speaking, Cheng Jian would never accept Bailang's invitation to bet. Because it's so weird. But if he ignores it and leaves like this, then he will definitely be retaliated against when he returns. And as Bai Lang said, once that sloppy man is taken by Bai Lang to take revenge, there is really no way to deal with it. At that time, all the blame will fall entirely on him, Cheng Jian. There is a saying that "you are like this because you rejected the other party's invitation to bet."
On the other hand, Cheng Jian is really confident in his gambling skills. He even sometimes plays the role of table official in the venues he looks after. The technique can definitely handle most gamblers. And this time he guessed first. There seems to be no reason to lose!
"Bailang, what you say will throw water away. There are so many people testifying today. If you dare to play tricks, you will be making fun of yourself."
"Don't worry. It's just a gamble. It depends on your luck. Is there any trick here? Come on!" Bai Lang smiled and handed the dice cup and dice cup to Cheng Fitness again.
After saying that, Bai Lang looked at Zhang Liang next to him and said with a smile: "Boss Zhang, could you please be a witness?"
Zhang Liang narrowed his eyes, turned to look at Cheng Jian, and nodded, indicating that he would accept the task of bearing witness. At the same time, he also understood that Bailang's move was inevitable and Cheng Jian could not avoid it. Ever since the inexplicable failure of so many previous means, Cheng Jian definitely couldn't leave here easily. It's just that I didn't expect it to turn into the current "tongue gambling" situation.
Cheng Jian took the dice cup but did not borrow the dice. Instead, he took out three dice from his arms and threw them into the dice cup to try.
This is considered accepting the invitation to bet.
Bet on your tongue! Even the veteran gamblers in the venue have rarely seen such a scene. So almost everyone stopped what they were doing and came over. Even the big businessmen or officials in the side rooms came out excitedly and looked curiously from a distance.
Bai Lang sat at the table, and Cheng Jian stood at the table, holding a dice cup with his own dice in his hand.
Liu She walked up behind Bai Lang and said with a smile, "I said he was going to have his tongue cut out for talking nonsense, do you still take it seriously?"
"Master Snake, I will do what you say. I am lucky today. I took a gamble and won a tongue for Master Snake to take home and feed to the dog." Bailang stood up and replied with a smile.
"Hahaha, very good, then I'll wait."
Zhang Liang snorted coldly and reminded the livid Cheng Jian not to be disturbed by the outside world. The dice cup is in your own hands, and you are the one who decides whether to win or lose. Don't get confused and make mistakes.
When Cheng Jian saw Zhang Liang's reminder, he realized that he was a little confused. So I closed my eyes and held my breath. It took a while to adjust before opening my eyes.
"start?"
"bring it on!"
The dice clattered in the dice cup. To a gambling layman like Bai Lang, Cheng Jian's technique was no different from that of a table official. Even at the last moment when Cheng Jian dropped the cup, there was a movement to cover up his voice, but it was completely meaningless to Bai Lang because he didn't understand it anyway.
"I guess big!"
Because he had agreed in advance, Cheng Jian placed his bet immediately after the dice cup was placed on the table. If he bets big, Bailang can only bet small.
Bailang didn't think much about it. With a flick of his hand, three copper coins were thrown neatly on the table with three thumps, and they all landed in the "small" betting area.
"Then I'll keep it small."
When Cheng Jian saw Bai Lang's determination, a smile suddenly appeared on his face. Hehe smiled and said: "Bai Lang, you will definitely lose!"
"Oh? Then open the cup. I don't believe that my luck will be worse than that of a person like you who has a blackened face."
"Luck? You actually think I'm betting on your luck? You're waiting to be cut...this...this is impossible!" Cheng Jian said as he opened the dice cup to reveal the answer. But when he saw the dice numbers in the dice cup, the smile on his face disappeared instantly and was replaced by horror and panic.
"One, one, two, little one. Haha, let me tell you, how can you, a black-blooded person, have better luck than me? One ear, today I will make you mute again. Let you come here like the hell Talk nonsense and get into trouble!"
Bailang said as he pulled out the short knife from his waist. At the same time, he raised his voice and said to all the sinister-smiling waist knives in the place: "Brothers, keep an eye on me. Anyone who dares to stop me from collecting gambling debts will cause trouble in front of Team Leader Zhang. Just help Team Leader Zhang get it." Don’t forget to keep your breath.”
Bai Lang's words blocked Zhang Liang and other government officials as well as Cheng Jian.
As for Cheng Jian, he was no match for Bai Lang at Hualou before, and it was no different now.
Bai Lang stepped forward, his feet were as nimble as a tiger in the forest, and the short knife in his hand was like a tiger's claw. The sword flashed as he swung it, and the blade always came out from unexpected angles. Cheng Jian, who was in a panic and drew his sword to fight, was completely stunned. Can't stand the tricks. After only three or five moves, there was a harsh sound of metal cutting, and Cheng Jian's dagger was broken by the handle. Then Bai Lang punched him in the stomach, and then followed up with an upward thrust.
"ah!"
Do you think that to cut a tongue, you first restrain the person and then pull out the tongue and cut it off?
Bailang tells you, there is no need to go to such trouble. He took a good look at the mouth, raised the knife, and finally cut the tongue along with the skin of the mouth and teeth.
As for whether the wound will destroy Cheng Jian's mouth, what does this have to do with Bailang? He was just collecting gambling debts. Who made Cheng Jian resist and not stick out his tongue and let it be cut?
After a bloody mess, Bai Lang thrust his knife into the ground, and a three-inch strip of meat was pierced on the tip of the knife with a smile, and he threw it to a waist knifeman next to him to catch it.
"Wrap it up and send it back to Mr. Snake to feed the dog."
