usatvline Chapter 477: Cherish life and stay away from gambling.
Chapter 477: Cherish life and stay away from gambling.
"You're right, but I can also have the 9 of clubs. As long as I have a straight flush, how can you two beat me? So it should be you two who are competing for the Ace of clubs." Qiu Xiaochi was very confident in his hand and felt it was a sure win.
Well said, but it's a pity that I trust others too easily.
The analysis is very logical, but when it comes to the gambling table, it's all about the abstract Tai Chi and Eight Wildernesses.
"Stop talking, stop talking now. Your cards are not as good as mine. If I get an A in the next card, how will you two respond?"
Gao Jin's brows were twisted into a knot. Qiu Xiaochi was easy to deal with. This gambling saint really had no weaknesses at all.
His strength is unknown, but he has great luck.
"Wait until you get it." Gao Jin looked at the Ace of clubs in his hole card and really didn't believe that he could really change the cards. Zuo Songxing was dead before he even became his disciple. In his opinion, it was at most a scam by some magicians who were trying to create hype.
Zhang Lang: "My two aces are the biggest. You guys won't fold your cards and run away, right? Then I'll add another 100 million."
Gao Jin said without hesitation: "I'll follow."
Qiu Xiaochi: "Deal the cards. I want to see who has better luck."
Gao Jin looked at the cards he got, which formed the numbers two, three, four and five. He lowered his mouth and said helplessly, "I'm so sorry, I got this card after all."
Qiu Xiaochi: "Don't be too proud too soon, it seems that I have a good chance of winning with this card."
Zhang Lang said nothing, but showed his cards - another A.
Qiu Xiaochi looked at his own cards of ten JQK, with a hole card of nine. He remained calm but was secretly happy. The gambling saint got four aces but it was not as good as his straight flush. Was the gambling god Gao Jin? Never mind, Zhang Baocheng would change his cards.
Zhang Lang looked at their chips and said, "Gao Jin has no more money, Qiu Xiaochi doesn't have much left either, you guys should just open your cards."
Gao Jin: "Wait a minute, Miss Juzi, could you please bring the documents over here?"
Here it comes, it’s really here, the God of Gamblers’ winning routine is finally here.
Zhang Lang put his hands down obediently and watched the famous scene of God of Gamblers Gao Jin leisurely.
Kikuko, the woman who was beaten by the little devil, took small steps and moved to the gambling table holding a box.
Gao Jin opened the box on the table and took out the bound documents. "Here are all my properties, including a commercial center in New York, which is conservatively estimated to be worth 1 billion US dollars, a villa in Dalin Park, and also properties in Los Angeles and Tokyo, and a batch of stocks. The total value of these is 1.3 billion US dollars. I am now paying him 1 billion."
Zhang Lang whispered: "You mean 1 billion? Then I'll take out my huge deposit of 300 yuan in the rural credit union and this year's grain subsidy, and bet my entire fortune with you. Do you want to do it?"
Qiu Xiaochi said: "Huh, wait, you said one billion means one billion?"
Yes, yes, that’s the taste.
Kikuko started barking like a dog, which translated to mean, "We have hired four multinational accountants who can calculate the market value of the property rights in these documents within ten minutes."
Gao Jin automatically ignored Zhang Lang and stared at Qiu Xiaochi with eyes full of teasing and amusement, as if from the beginning until now, Gao Jin had been treating Qiu Xiaochi like a monkey.
"Forget about the villa in Dalin Park. It's a haunted house. I'm scared." Qiu Xiaochi stood up with a sneer. "Seal it."
Zhang Lang followed suit and clicked his tongue. There was nothing he could do, as he was being ignored.
The referee used a microphone to remind the people present: "Please keep quiet. No one is allowed to approach the table or move the cards on the table."
A group of security guards armed with knives surrounded the gambling table.
Qiu Xiaochi walked to a conspicuous position and started lighting a cigarette.
He hooked his finger and called to one of his men: "Go up and inform Zhang Baocheng that I don't want Gao Jin and that kid's trump card is the Ace of Clubs."
When everyone's attention was focused on the international accountants, he touched the two bullets in his pocket.
The person who laughs last must be him.
Qiu Xiaochi's men ran upstairs, wanting to talk to Zhang Baocheng.
When he entered, he was greeted by a pair of beautiful legs in black silk stockings directly in front of his face.
……
Zhang Lang really didn't mean to listen to what Qiu Xiaochi and his men had to say, but he had no choice. The two of them were too close, and his five senses had been suppressed to the minimum range.
Haitang asked nervously, "Do you have enough chips?"
Zhang Lang: "Of course, those are just estimates. What I have is real money. Besides, I can just take out an anonymous promissory note for 300 million yuan later."
"Well, originally I just wanted you to help me defeat Qiu Xiaochi and destroy his plan to control a 1.6 billion US dollar charity fund. I never expected it to become such a big deal. However, I have confidence in you."
Haitang really had not expected the current situation. Not to mention how many big shots there were among the people who came to watch, just the exciting intrigue in this gambling game was enough to open people's eyes.
What's so exciting about it?
I can't tell at all.
"Have you followed the outside gambling?"
Haitang nodded: "But your odds are only 1.8. The highest is the gambling god Gao Jin, and most people bet on him to win."
"Who is the banker?"
"The banker was contacted by Qiu Xiaochi. I don't know who he is. Qiu Xiaochi has had very close ties with international gangs over the years, so I have always been worried that he would take advantage of the opportunity to seize power."
"Well, forget it. I'll ask Long Wu to investigate this matter later. We need to get to the bottom of it."
Haitang hummed, and the two of them whispered a few random words.
……
On the other side, several foreign accountants passed Gao Jin's property documents to each other, and nodded one by one to indicate that there was no problem.
Referee: "Gao Jin's assets are worth 1 billion. Please return to the gambling table."
Gao Jin was the first to sit in his own seat, pinching something with his fingers and moving it back and forth.
Zhang Lang: "Are your fingers itchy?"
Gao Jin was speechless and quickly stopped the small movements of his fingers: ...
Qiu Xiaochi: "Kaifeng."
"I'm a billion older than you."
Qiu Xiaochi: "I don't have that much cash."
"Then use your one eye, one pair of hands, and one pair of legs to resist."
Long Chengbang: "Wait a minute, I'll make up for the missing part of Mr. Gambler's."
Coast: How can you be distinguished, you impudent fellow? You are so impudent.
Qiu Xiaochi’s nickname is Master Wen, and three eyes can replace one.
Qiu Xiaochi laughed loudly, threw away the cigarette in his hand, put his hand in his pocket to load the bullet: "Okay, then let's bet a little bigger, I'll add another eye, and you dig out both eyes too."
After saying that, Qiu Xiaochi directly revealed his trump card: "If you are not the Ace of Clubs, no one can beat me."
The entire audience stood up and laughed at Qiu Xiaochi's trump card.
Gao Jin waited until Qiu Xiaochi revealed his hole cards, and then he followed suit. His hole card was really the Ace of clubs. If he revealed it too late, he was really afraid that Zhang Lang would reveal it first.
According to international practice, whoever shows up first gets it, and whoever shows up later will be treated as cheating.
Zhang Lang said slowly: "Nine out of ten gambling cases are frauds. Don't gamble to win. Cherish your life and stay away from gambling."
Zhang Lang: Four Aces
Qiu Xiaochi: Ten of clubs, JQK, and a K of diamonds.
God of Gamblers Gao Jin: Two, three, four, five of clubs and a three of spades.