Chapter 32 Lose All the Money

Yosef's face was gloomy. He opened the dice box. The fall just now had messed up the trajectory that he had already predicted in the dice box. Originally, it was still "six, six, six" points. After three dice flew, the remaining three dices were chaotic. The total number of points was less than ten. In this round, there was no doubt that Tyrus won. "Mr. Tanner. What happened to you?" The woman beside Yosef asked in surprise. "Just now, my arm suddenly became numb, and then I lost control of my strength." Tyrus laughed. He chuckled. "I just said that this time, I will be lucky." "Don't be complacent. "You just got lucky and won a game. Do you really think it can help you win the third game?" Tyrus's eyes narrowed slightly. "Since you are so confident, Mr. Tanner, why don't we play something more exciting?" Yosef looked at him. "Something more exciting? How do we play?"