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- The points in William's hand are 7 and 17, and the next card is Q. If he gets Q, it will be a draw, 17 points.
??Middle-aged people will explode when they get the Q, and the bottom of the Q is 5. Yang Luo wants to reach 5, which is exactly 21 points, but William will never let him get it.
Yang Luo tapped his forehead. Under the 5 was an 8. If he asked for a card, William would get the Q to make himself explode. At the same time, Yang Luo would get an 8 to explode the points. Yang Luo doesn't want it, and William won't want it either. It's the middle-aged man who makes the biggest splash, so the winner of this round is William.
Thinking of this, Yang Luo glanced at the middle-aged man. It seemed that this guy was advantaged in this round.
Thinking of this, he smiled: "I want the cards!"
William looked at Yang Luo and said, "It's already 16 o'clock, aren't you afraid of exploding?"
Yang Luo shrugged, "This guy also said that playing blackjack is just for excitement."
William’s mouth twitched and he slowly put the cards in front of him. The crowd exclaimed, "This is going to explode!"
Most of the people who can come here are rich and often hang out in casinos. Under normal circumstances, the dealer rarely asks for cards when the dealer reaches 15 or 16 points. Unexpectedly, this gringo asked for cards after he got 17 points.
The bald middle-aged man laughed loudly: "I'm lucky, I got a 5." When Yang Luo got an 8, the crowd let out a sigh.
In the monitoring room, the middle-aged man frowned, "What is William doing? He can obviously make the bald guy hit the spot and let the young man win this round. We will pay 10,000. But let the bald guy win?" Yes, we lost 750,000."
The old man glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "When two countries are at war, when one side wins a victory, the morale of the other side will be high, and the morale of the other side will be much weaker. In future battles, the victorious side will be even more Morale is high, and the losing side is likely to lose the entire war in the end, and the same is true for gambling. If William lets the young man win this game, he will lose in terms of momentum, and will lose against William in the next card game. It’s a disadvantage to master the game.”
The middle-aged man nodded: "I understand, it seems that the young man doesn't want William to win this game."
William signaled to place a bet, and the bald middle-aged man picked up the chips and said proudly: "Two million!"
Yang Luo chuckled: "Brother! You are indeed a master. I am a small person with a small family background, but I am not so heroic." After saying that, he picked up the chips and said, "Ten thousand!"
For three consecutive games, Yang Luo and William didn't win a single game, and they all got the better of the bald middle-aged man. This made his confidence burst, his desire reached its peak, and his laughter never stopped, as if he was really the God of Gamblers. All the chips are on the line.
"One hundred and seventy million!"
There was an exclamation from the crowd, 170 million Korean won, which can be exchanged for 140,000 to 50,000 U.S. dollars. This is considered a rare gamble.
The muscles on William's face twitched. He had been hesitating whether to let Yang Luo win a round to break the deadlock that was not good for the casino. But with the last bit of gritting his teeth, he stretched out his hand to signal Yang Luo to stop.
Seeing that Yang Luo hadn't moved, the bald middle-aged man patted his shoulder, "Young man! What are you thinking about? Why not bet bigger, not 10,000 or 20,000, it's too boring."
Yang Luoyi smiled: "For me, blackjack is not gambling, but a numbers game. I have seen a lot of craziness on the gambling table. Sometimes, people will inevitably lose control and succumb to their emotions, but I will never do that. After saying that, he picked up the chips and said, "Ten thousand."
William took a deep breath, he had never encountered such a difficult opponent before. After several rounds of competition, his confidence was completely destroyed. It was undeniable that the guy opposite was also a master, even better than him, which had to cheer him up.
In the monitoring room, the old man’s brows furrowed more and more.
The middle-aged man said: "It's not an option to continue like this. Obviously, the Chinese young man is not here to win money. He seems to be coming to our casino."
The old man shook his head: "Let's see and then talk."
More and more people gathered in front of the blackjack table. Even Li Tao, Xu Hang and Madman came over.
The bald middle-aged man's laughter sounded again, "Young man! You see, blackjack skills are very important, not everyone can play it." After saying that, he pushed out all the chips, "Four hundred and twenty-five million "
Yang Luo stretched out, looked at him and said, "Brother! It's just for fun. There's no need to work so hard, or you'll lose your underwear."
The bald middle-aged man said displeasedly: "Little brother! It's better not to say such bad luck. It's me today. If it were anyone else, you wouldn't be able to get out of this casino."
Yang Luo chuckled: "I'm telling the truth. After winning so much, it's time to stop. You have to know how to advance and retreat."
The bald middle-aged man snorted coldly, "This doesn't seem to be any of your business, does it?"
Yang Luo shrugged, "In that case, I wish you good luck in this round." After saying that, he threw out the chips, "Ten thousand!"
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William smiled and started dealing cards. Since the bald middle-aged man was the winner of the previous round, he would get the first card, which was a J. Yang Luo got a 2, and William also got a J.
In the second round, the bald middle-aged man got a 9, Yang Luo got an 8, and William got a 4.
The current cards are that the bald middle-aged man has 19 points, Yang Luo has 10 points, and William has 14 points.
William stretched out his hand to indicate whether he wanted a card. The bald middle-aged man hesitated. According to the cards, he had a great chance of winning. Yang Luo has small points, so you can ignore them, but William has 14 points. Who knows whether he will get 5 or 6. As for 7, three of them have been released, and they are not that easy to get.
Thinking of this, the bald middle-aged man nodded, "I want a card!" Anyway, good luck has always been on his side, so he should strike while the iron is hot and there will be no problem. But he didn't know that the reason why he was able to win at the blackjack table was not because of his luck, but because the two masters were fighting, and he was the fisherman who benefited.
Yang Luo pursed his lips, "I give up!"
Everyone was stunned when they heard Yang Luo's words. It was only 10 o'clock and he didn't want to play anymore. What are you doing?
William frowned slightly. If his calculations were correct, the cards below should be 2, 7, and 8. The middle-aged man's 2 is exactly 21 points, while Yang Luo's 7 is 17 points. Regardless of whether he gets the 8 or not, he is the loser in this round. But that guy didn't want the cards, and instead gave him such a good card. His only purpose was to kick the middle-aged man out.
This is not the result he wants. Blackjack is played by two people. It is fine for ordinary gamblers, but facing a master, it is very detrimental to the banker. But if he gives up this game, the casino will pay more than 300 million won, and the boss will never agree.
However, these thoughts only flashed through his mind before he made a decision, and the action of dealing cards in his hand did not stop.
After the bald middle-aged man got the 2, he burst out laughing again, his face flushed with excitement, "I didn't expect my luck to be so good."
Yang Luo glanced at him with a smile and cursed in his heart: "Damn it, if I make you laugh, I will make you cry in a moment."
Sure enough, when William showed the 7, the bald middle-aged man’s laughter stopped suddenly, like a quacking duck whose neck was suddenly broken.
There were a lot of sweat beads on his bald forehead, and his eyes were so wide, "How is it possible? He can get the last 7."
The crowd let out a sigh. They were all lamenting that this bald man was so lucky to get 21 points. Unexpectedly, the dealer also got 21 points, so naturally the dealer won.
Yang Luo patted the bald middle-aged man on the shoulder, "Brother! You are so complacent that God will be jealous."
The bald middle-aged man said nothing, picked up his briefcase, stood up and left.
Yang Luo chuckled, "Okay! There are only two of us left now."
In the monitoring room, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally won a round."
The old man shook his head slightly: "This is very detrimental to William. You should find someone to participate in the bet immediately."
"Yes!" the middle-aged man agreed. As soon as he walked to the door, he heard the old man say: "No need."
The middle-aged man turned back in confusion and laughed when he saw the surveillance screen.
William asked the waiter to bring a new deck of playing cards. Still on the gaming table, Yang Luo shook his finger, "No!"
William tore the poker apart, shuffled it skillfully, and then put it into the dealer. Just when he was about to deal the cards, the bald middle-aged man ran back with a lot of chips.
Yang Luo sighed, this guy is really looking for death. In this case, I will grant you a favor and let you go home naked.
Yang Luo waved his hand, and Del poked his dark head over. Yang Luo whispered something in his ear, and Del turned around and squeezed into the crowd.
Not long after, Del came back with a bottle of red wine and a wine glass, then opened the bottle, poured a glass of wine and put it in front of Yang Luo.
Originally, these things were done by the casino waiters, but now there are too many gamblers around, and those waiters can only stand far away from the periphery.
Yang Luo picked up the wine glass and looked at the middle-aged man sitting there still panting, "Brother! Gambling! It's enough to stop, why indulge in it?"
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "If you weren't so unlucky as what you just said, how could I have lost?"
Yang Luo chuckled and shook his handtook a sip from the wine glass and said, "Mr. William, can you start?"
At this moment, Li Tao and Xu Hang squeezed into the crowd, "It's so lively here, let's have some fun."
As if they didn’t know Yang Luo, the two guys sat next to the bald middle-aged man.
William said: "Is there anyone else who wants to participate?"
After a while, when no one answered, William continued: "You can place your bets."
Yang Luo said: "Nancy Ouyang! Look how many chips we have."
Ouyang Nancy hurriedly counted the chips. After more than ten minutes, she said with a trembling voice: "Twenty-four and five billion."
Yang Luo nodded and pushed out all the chips, "It's too late. Regardless of winning or losing, this is the last round."
There was a commotion among the gamblers, and after a long time Yang Luo placed a big bet, but now they hesitated. After all, Yang Luo keeps losing, who knows if he has lost his mind.
The three beauties were very happy and put their chips on the gambling table, and then a dozen people placed a small bet. And Ouyang Nanxi tasted the sweetness. Since Yang Luo made a big bet this time, he might as well make another bet.
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