usatvline Chapter 470 Are you surprised? Is it surprising?
Chapter 470 Are you surprised? Is it surprising?
The gamble continues.
Gao Jin still refused to follow suit. He didn't seem to care much about the one million US dollars stake in each game.
Qiu Xiaochi had a cigarette in his hand, so after following for a few rounds, he finally got a chance to get a bigger hand than theirs.
Qiu Xiaochi said to Zhang Lang in a cold voice: "Twenty million, I don't believe your luck will always be so good." As he said that, he glanced at the position upstairs imperceptibly, and then called the referee to come over and light his cigarette. If Zhang Baocheng could not replace Zhang Lang's cards, then Hong Guang could only bring out Qi Meng.
However, Qi Meng's appearance and gentleness are quite similar, and maybe that could make Gao Jin also feel confused.
The referee came over and bent down to light a cigarette for Qiu Xiaochi. Zhang Baocheng nervously put his hands together and pretended to perform a power-generating action.
At this time, Hong Guang looked at his own cards and then at the chips on his table. If he lost again, he would be the first to be eliminated.
Just when Hongguang was struggling.
Zhang Lang suddenly pressed down his own cards with his big hand and looked around nervously, as if he was looking for something.
"I won't follow this time. I'll fold."
Zhang Baocheng: When did I become so awesome? How come I didn’t know?
Gao Jin: Damn, is Zhang Baocheng really something? Or is this guy just acting? If he is acting, then his acting skills are definitely at the same level as mine.
Qiu Xiaochi: It’s stable now, it’s stable now, you are worthy of being Zhang Baocheng.
The dealer smiled and gestured, "Mr. Gambler, it's not your turn to speak yet. Mr. Hong, it's your turn to speak."
Zhang Lang: "Do we have to follow the order when discarding cards?"
The dealer smiled politely.
Looking at the wrinkles on Hong Guang's troubled face that were as wrinkled as preserved eggs, Zhang Lang folded his cards. There was no need for him to continue fighting with Qiu Xiaochi to the end. After all, the two of them were in a cooperative relationship.
Then look at Qiu Xiaochi, smoking a cigarette with an expression of Desheng parade, looking left and right, with a look of smugness on his face.
He is now full of confidence, and his confidence is unprecedentedly strong at the moment when Zhang Lang nervously holds his cards. He no longer needs this old man Hong Guang.
"Mr. Hong, your cards are not as big as mine. You have to think carefully. You don't have many chips left."
Hong Guang looked solemn. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to fold.
"I won't follow."
Zhang Lang: "Then I'll follow, hehe."
Qiu Xiaochi laughed loudly. He thought Zhang Baocheng had already replaced Zhang Lang's cards. Zhang Lang was bluffing because he didn't go all in like before. "Hahaha, OK, then I'll add another 50 million."
Hong Guang looked at Zhang Lang's cards, then looked at his own, feeling a little annoyed. If he had known earlier, he would have followed suit. However, fortunately, he still had 80 million chips and a trump card.
"You asked someone to change my cards, but I can change them back, right?" Zhang Lang nodded to the dealer, "Continue to deal the cards. I'll give him 50 million."
Qiu Xiao looked at Zhang Lang stupidly. He was so careless. He had already changed the cards.
If he wanted to smoke another cigarette, there was still a large part of the cigarette in his hand. Should he imitate Teacher Yu and take a big sip, making his whole body twitch? This was in public, with so many spectators, all of them well-known figures. It would be so embarrassing.
"You're just bluffing. I don't believe your cards are bigger than my three Js." Qiu Xiaochi's hole card is also a J. There are three Js on the deck, including the last card. No matter what card the dealer deals, he can win with four Js.
Qiu Xiaochi: "I'll add another 100 million US dollars, and then I'll see what you can do to beat me."
Zhang Lang's cards are now seven, eight, and ten, so his cards are nothing, unless the dealer gives him a nine and a J or a six in the bottom card.
Zhang Lang calmly picked up the cards dealt by the dealer, glanced at them, and suddenly grinned: "I'm so sorry, my luck is so good that the only J got to me."
Qiu Xiaochi's jaw dropped in shock and he quickly looked at his own card.
Also J.
How can there be two Js in a deck of cards?
"Surprised? Unexpected? This thing belongs to whoever shows it first, right? Hahahaha." Zhang Lang stood up with his hands on his hips and laughed. The people in the audience looked at him in confusion.
……
A man and a woman were whispering in the audience.
"Is this guy a lunatic? He always goes all in and always grins foolishly. Now he's laughing like a madman."
"You really don't understand anything. Didn't you see that Qiu Xiaochi's face was all blue and purple? It's obvious that Qiu Xiaochi's trump card should also be the J."
"So, five Jacks came out of a deck?"
"The gambling saint is cheating."
"You are so stupid. In this situation, whoever reveals the secret first has the upper hand. If you reveal the secret later, you are the one cheating. You really don't understand anything."
"What's your attitude?"
Okay, okay, once I find that I am wrong, I will directly escalate the issue to attitude. As expected, I will never lose no matter how I argue.
……
Huang Shihu was looking at Zhang Lang in admiration in the corner. He must become his disciple. He swore to the lamp that he would become the king of kings.
In the field.
Qiu Xiaochi: "You... sit down." Fortunately he shut up in time, otherwise it would have been too embarrassing to make a fool of himself in front of so many people.
You can lose money, but you can't lose your composure.
"I won't. Your hole cards are in my hands. My hole cards have become nine. My flush is bigger than your three of a kind. Are you angry? Hehe."
Qiu Xiaochi was completely defeated, but he didn't expect that Zhang Baocheng would help Zhang Lang by accident.
"I win this time." Qiu Xiaochi couldn't show his trump card, he surrendered without even looking at it.
Zhang Lang was grinning from ear to ear, and the referee directly arranged for someone to give Zhang Lang money.
Zhang Lang then said, "You didn't even look at your cards. Your gourd is obviously bigger than my flush. How dare you get on the gambling table with your gambling skills?"
Qiu Xiaochi suddenly lowered his head to look at the card he had. He was wearing a pair of contact lenses that allowed him to see through this kind of playing cards.
He had been looking at the cards of Hong Guang, Gao Jin and Zhang Lang, so he kept raising the bet with confidence.
But this time, at the last moment, Zhang Lang covered his hole card with his hand, so that he couldn't see what the card was. But this... Who would look at their own cards for no reason?
Qiu Xiaochi: "You...you...you..."
Seeing Qiu Xiaochi saying "you" three times in a row and looking like he was about to vomit blood, Zhang Lang added fuel to the fire and said, "Also, the glasses you are wearing are perspective contact lenses that were eliminated by others several years ago. The ones in Gao Jin's eyes are the latest ones. He has been refusing to follow you. What do you think he is? It's just a trick to confuse you, right, God of Gamblers?"
God of Gamblers: What does this have to do with me? Why are you exposing my secrets?
Qiu Xiaochi turned his head suddenly and stared at Chen Jincheng.