usatvline Chapter 474: Closed Eyes = Concept God
Chapter 474: Closed Eyes = Concept God
Give him a chance and he can win every time.
Give him another chance, and he can still play random poker with you with his eyes closed.
The hole cards are not looked at.
The note is directly followed.
The condition for following is that his cards are very big.
This way of gambling was something that not only the audience had never seen before, but even the gambling masters present had never seen before.
He was completely confused.
Passersby began to talk about it.
"I think this gambling saint really has something."
"It's ridiculously strong."
"Let me put it this way. If Qiu Xiaochi, God of Gamblers Gao Jin, and the old man with crutches were compared to national players, then they would have encountered the professional player God of Gamblers, a world-class professional player at a different level."
"Well, I think those three might as well just surrender. If they continue playing like this, they will lose everything just by the bets they place."
"Don't tell me, don't tell me, it's true."
"Your sentence is suspiciously wordy."
"Hahaha, you found me. I just wanted to show up and make my presence felt, hehe."
"Wait a minute, I have a question. It's a little-known fact that everyone knows. When the background music of the God of Gamblers starts playing and he takes out a bearer promissory note from a Swiss bank, who will win between the Gambler with his eyes closed and the God of Gamblers?"
"It's obvious that the Gambler with his eyes closed has won a lot. Look at how he's still laughing. It's obvious that he doesn't take these three people seriously."
"I can't even win with my eyes closed, so why bother betting? I might as well go home and sell fish balls."
……
Qiu Xiaochi had a gloomy face.
Gao Jin was sweating profusely.
Hong Guang...he can only place a bottom bet this time and he will be eliminated.
"Mr. Hong, do you still have chips to continue the gambling?"
Hong Guang was helpless. Zhang Lang didn't even open his eyes and didn't even look at them. It was useless even if Qi Meng screamed at the top of the room.
Qiu Xiaochi also wanted to lend money to Hong Guang, but there are some things in gambling that one has to believe.
First, don’t lend lighters.
Second, don’t eat anything handed to you by your poker partners.
Third, don’t smoke other people’s cigarettes.
Fourth, you cannot borrow chips.
Fifth, even small wins have to be won.
When Hong Guang was helpless.
Zhang Lang suddenly said, "You can continue to play this round. If you don't have money, you can owe it to me. How about that?"
Hong Guang was originally prepared to leave with the remaining 10 million US dollars, but he never expected that it would be Zhang Lang who spoke for him.
This... is so touching. Qiu Xiaochi, as a temporary ally, did not help him. He... can only win all of Zhang Lang's chips as a reward. He wants to use these 10 million to turn the tables.
Qiu Xiaochi looked at Zhang Lang with his eyes closed and thought that this man was too saintly. Wouldn't it be better to have one less enemy?
Zhang Lang was secretly happy: What do you know? Hong Guang couldn't take a penny away. Not only could he not take it away, he had to sign a contract to sell himself and work for him. The casino he just won just needed someone to take care of it.
Besides, Hong Guang had a grudge against the gambling saint Zuo Songxing, not him, Zhang Lang.
Hong Guang is an interesting old man. He just wanted to win from the beginning to the end.
He captured Qi Meng so many times, but he never let his men do anything to Qi Meng. How bad could he be?
He was just a pitiful old gambler who had to be carried out by others.
Gao Jin watched coldly. He didn't have many chips left.
However, he felt that the time for a life-and-death battle was approaching.
"If you have no problem, then my bet will continue."
"Deal the cards and give me a cigarette." Qiu Xiaochi bit the dead skin on his lips with his teeth. Since Zhang Lang didn't open his eyes to look at the cards, he could only try other ways to win.
And Hong Guang, the temporary teammate, really has zero effect. No, saying "zero effect" is just praising Hong Guang.
What about the gambling saint nemesis, Mr. Hong? Pah. Pah. Pah.
The chips in front of Zhang Lang basically belong to Hong Guang.
Hong Guang: You are talking nonsense. You and Gao Jin have done a lot of things there.
Zhang Lang: Stop arguing, stop arguing. I’m going to say something. Your lives will all be mine in a moment.
"Gao Jin, you can't even match mine with your chips now. It's just that little bit, a little more than the 10 million that Hong Guang has left. And here only the lucky gambler can win again. If you want to take revenge, it's not a good idea to keep folding your cards. Hahahaha." Qiu Xiaochi was holding a cigarette, and when the dealer was dealing the cards, he suddenly hinted to Gao Jin that they now had only one enemy, and that was Zhang Lang.
Gao Jin stared at Qiu Xiaochi with hatred on his face: "It doesn't matter whether I win or not, I just want you to die and not be able to embezzle the 1.6 billion US dollar charity fund. Who are you?"
Qiu Xiao laughed crazily, "You're probably trying to make me laugh to death. As everyone knows, this casino is mine. I'm also a core member of the East Lake Gang. I have at least 8,000 subordinates. What do you think I am? Huh?"
Damn it, you were careless, you were so stupid, how could you say such a thing.
Hai'an was pushed out by Haitang. He had no choice but to shout: "Qiu Xiaochi, someone among your men has reported you to me for sending someone to assassinate my daughter, so you are no longer the person in charge of this casino, nor a member of our Donghu Gang. However, considering the past when you and I went through life and death together, I..."
Hai'an paused and said, "From this moment on, I declare in the name of the East Lake Gang's boss that you have nothing to do with our East Lake Gang anymore."
Qiu Xiaochi went through all the younger brothers in his mind, but he still couldn't figure out who betrayed him. It was impossible for Hai'an to plant an undercover agent next to him, unless Haitang arranged someone...
Qiu Xiaochi stared at Haitang.
But he found that Haitang didn't even look at him, and the tenderness in her eyes was all for the closed-eye concept god - the gambling saint Zhang Lang.
All deserve to die, all deserve to die.
Qiu Xiaochi withdrew his gaze, and his eyes turned a crazy red. Things had come to this point. If he had known earlier, he should have killed Hai'an first.
After a while, he lost, and had two bullets, one for Gao Jin and one for Hai'an.
I’ll give one to Gao Jin and one to Haitang.
Or one for Gao Jin and one for the Gambler.
If Gao Jin could read minds, he would definitely applaud. Qiu Xiaochi really loves him.
There are two bullets, so I must leave one for him no matter what.
There is no director this time, he is really doomed.
But then again, the coast really helped him a lot.
So it seems that the revenge for the unfortunate apprentice Xiaodao can only be forgotten.
After all, the reason why I found Xiaodao in the first place was just to push him out to block the challengers for him so that he could escape successfully.
In this situation, Gao Jin, as an adult, does not need to weigh the pros and cons and can make the best choice directly.
Gao Jin: "Qiu Xiaochi, this time, I want to fight you to the death."
"Come on, let's fight to the death. What do you have to fight to the death with me? With your chips, tell me, how many rounds can you fight?"
Zhang Lang listened to their constant bickering with his eyes still tightly closed: "Everyone, listen to my advice, why don't we start a new gambling game? Gao Jin and Qiu Xiaochi go over there, and I'll stay here with Lao Deng. What do you think?"
Zhang Lang added: "I have finished speaking. Who agrees? Who opposes?"