The bigger you go, the more silver you put in, the more old men you win in succession. Finally, Xiao Zhi finally saw one. Everyone pressed red, but Xiao Zhi pressed all the silver that Wang Jun had just given him on blue.

Xiao Zhi knows that this one must be blue, because if the old man wants to win, it must be blue. Wang Jun patted Xiao Zhi on the shoulder and felt that the other party was doing the right thing, so he should play.

Afterwards, after the old man untied the rope, he finally tied it around the blue. Xiao Zhi's face was swollen. Although happy, he...