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I saw him, and he obviously saw me, so he laughed and walked to a stud table.
I frowned slightly, you must not come here to cheat. If you do, you will die!
I looked over there for a while, and the crook was not out of touch, but he would look over at me from time to time. I understood what he meant, he was calling me over.
Since you said hello to me, I will greet you.
I signaled to the croupier to take my seat, and then I went and sat on the baccarat table over there.
"Who will win this?"
As soon as I sat down, he asked me. And this sentence is far more than what it sounds like on the surface. It is actually a slang, which means that in a gambling game, winning or losing is decided, and the winner controls the loser.
I looked at the cards, looked at the dealer, and finally my eyes fell on the middle-aged man.
"You can't tell. You have to open the cards to find out."
???????????????? In my sentence, except for the two words ¡®opening cards¡¯, the rest are all vernacular. And what I want to convey is: Bet with you!
We have an agreement here, but it is not that we have an agreement to start immediately. It will always be my turn to be the banker and he will be the player, or I will be the player and he will be the banker.
In the casino on the first floor, many tables are actually played by the casino as the banker and the tourists as the players. However, there are also tables where the players are the players, both the banker and the player. For example, the table he chose is played by the players. Be the banker or player's gambling table.
Whoever bets long as the banker will be the bet, but there are no requirements for being the player.
Before we found the banker and player, we were both watching the game.
But while we were watching the game, we were not doing anything. We were also betting, or in other words, testing each other.
The dealer is dealing the cards, we are counting the cards, and then we place bets on whether the banker will win or the player will win.
Because neither of us started looking at it from the beginning, the calculation is not accurate, but it also tests the level of a con man even more.
I calculated that the banker won, and he also calculated that the banker won, so we both bet on the banker. He calculated that the Player would win, and I also calculated that the Player would win, so we both bet on the Player. In this way, whether we win or lose, we are both together, so it doesn't matter.
But sometimes, I calculate that the banker will win, so I bet on the banker, and he calculates that the player will win, so he bets on the player. Whenever there is such a disagreement, the tension between me and him is the most intense, because whichever side wins means that the person who bets on which side is more skilled!
Sometimes he will win and I will lose, sometimes I will win and he will lose.
After a few strokes, the smell of gunpowder between the two of us was already very strong.
We bet on ten hands in total, four of which were a match, and of the remaining six, I won four and he won two. Not to mention anything else, at least he lost to me in terms of card counting.
Finally, I found an opportunity. I sat directly on the banker's side, while the man sat on the player's side.
The dealer deals the cards. When the dealer deals the cards, I also have to count the cards.
Among the cards dealt to me, one was a K and one was a 9, both of which were hearts. I regarded 9 as my trump card and Old K as my arrangement.
After dealing with my own cards, I started counting his cards.
Now that eight decks of cards have been dealt out, there are not many cards left.
Because I didn't give out a thousand, and he didn't give out a thousand, so our competition was completely about card counting, and it wasn't counting a handful of cards, but counting all the remaining cards until one side caught the other side and let the other side do it. The gambling game is not over until you lose after five cards have been dealt, and this kind of gameplay is also called fighting cards.
The card he put on the face was a 7 of clubs. I calculated that it should beeither 8 or 9 of clubs, or both 7s, but not clubs.
We both chose to ask for cards, so the dealer continued to deal the cards. The card dealt to me this time was a 10 of hearts, and I showed it directly and put it on the table.
His card was a 7 of spades. I clearly saw that when he saw the card, his pupils shrank obviously. I realized that the cards in his hand now were three 7s.
By the fourth card, the card in my hand was a q or a heart, and his complexion became obviously ugly.
And the card in his hand is still 7, but it is 7 of diamonds.
Now, just on the card, he already has three 7s, if his arrangement is also 7. He is Shijo, otherwise
And the cards on my deck are 9 of hearts and 10 of hearts.The q of hearts, plus the hidden king of hearts are nothing. A flush is not a flush, a straight is not a straight, let alone a straight flush.
????????????????? But if I¡¯m getting a jack of hearts, then I¡¯m getting a straight flush.
"Do you want to continue?"
I lit a cigarette and looked at him, asking quietly.
Since we started looking at the cards, more than twenty cards of j have been played out, and among the remaining cards, only two are jacks of hearts.
And the card on his side, if the hidden card is 7, it means that it has been formed, it is four of a kind, which is considered a very big card in stud.
But in front of Flush, it is obviously not enough.
At this time, he was faced with a choice, a choice to bet on whether the next card on my side would be the jack of hearts!
Choose Yes and the game continues.
"Choose no, the game is over, let's continue."
But there are not many cards left. If he still wants to get four, he may not be able to get it.
It¡¯s really a pity to give up the four items. Even I feel pity for him.
He hesitated for a moment and said, "Continue."
I was a little surprised, it seemed like his card was really four of a kind.
In fact, I just asked him whether he should continue or not, and it was also a test. After all, I was not sure whether his hidden card was 7.
If he gives up, it means that it is probably not 7. After all, 4 is already a big number. It would be a pity to give up. But if it is 3, then it doesn¡¯t matter if it is given up. And if he chooses to continue, then his card must be four of a kind!
I leaned on my shoulder and signaled the dealer to continue dealing the cards.
He didn¡¯t care what the last card was. He turned it over as soon as it was dealt. It was an ace of hearts, but he didn¡¯t even look at it.
His card is 4. This is a confirmed fact. As long as the last card is not 7, the result will be the same, and the probability of the last card being 7 is too small.
I didn¡¯t rush to look at the cards that were dealt to me. Instead, I picked them up and put them on the table, getting confused bit by bit.
At this time, I am also a little excited, and I want to feel this feeling more.
Just by turning it over, I could already see red.
I hold the cards sideways and continue to blur the cards from the side.
After fainting a little, I have already seen the clothes of the person in the playing card, so this card must be j, q, k, there is no doubt.
After being stunned by the cards on both sides, I already knew it in my mind, so I turned over the cards directly. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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