Junya said with iniquity

Junya said with iniquity. Junya knew that he only had about $20, if that. He could not ass bet in a dice game where the country boy with gold teeth had a lot of people with him.
"Well, what you herrre fo then? don't play yo boy! You helped me out...take this man..."
The man with the gold teeth said encouragingly to Junya. The man with the gold teeth handed Junya $200 and put the dice in Junya.s hand."

"I bet this nigga can.t even roll..."
Another man in the dice game said.
"Yo, you know what you doing? Right now you tying up MY mother fucking money!"
"Hell yea I know what I.m doing! Junya said with a false smile on his face. Back up and let me show you how we do it up in the C-T!"
Junya looked around and saw that all the eyes were on him. People were leaving the restroom and stopping in the lobby area to watch the dice game. Junya looked and saw a huge wad of cash on the floor. He looked over at the man with the gold teeth, but he was talking on his cellular phone. Junya took the dice and rolled them on the ground. Junya smiled and grabbed the dice and started to roll again.

"Wait...the fuck you doing son? Get your money nigga!" A man in the dice game said.
"I thought I had to..."
"You must be an up North nigga...ya.ll always thinking, damn! Get your money!"
The man replied. Junya picked up all of the money off of the floor. There was so much money on the floor that Junya dropped some while picking it up, then he had to go back a second time to pick up more money. Junya looked and saw the bitter faces of all the other dice players.

"Give me the dice nigga!"
Another man said in the dice game. "The fuck you mean...this game is over!"
Junya said without hesitation. "Excuse me? What the fuck you talking about? Man, if you don't put my money on the floor and give me those dice, you gonna..."
"I.m gonna what? Junya said interrupting the man. I won the house, so I say, that this game is over! Besides, there is mad bitches out there, and I have some networking to do...It was..."

"Fuck the bitches and give me my money! I said give me the god damn dice! Now either you give me the god damn dice, or I.m gonna make you look like dice mother fucker!" The man said angrily. The man then reached under his shirt and pulled out a gun. He raised it and pointed it at Junya square in his face. Junya moved his eyes to the side and saw that all attention was now on him. The other players from the dice game were standing up; no longer crouched or kneeling on the floor.

The man that gave him the $200 was looking at Junya in his face while standing right next to him. Up until this point, Junya gave off a machismo that kept everyone interested in him, yet also kept them in check with their bully attitudes. Now Junya had a gun pointed in his face. Junya had been fortunate all his life not to have been shot or stabbed, nor threatened with a weapon. It seemed everything that has happened on this night has been out of the ordinary, and not in Junya's favor.