Strongest Wastrel

"What is Mr. Gao doing?"

"This card shouldn't be played with you."

"Lose, lose, I think this one will lose."

"If he loses, Mr. Gao has millions of chips left. It's very difficult for him to turn over in a limited time."

For a moment, the speech is everywhere, and the atmosphere is more and more depressed.

However, Mr. Gao's inexplicable behavior makes Mr. Yamamoto dignified. His eyes keep flashing, and he seems to be guessing Mr. Gao's cards.

"I'll see what skills you have. You can be called the God of gambling." Kojiro Yamamoto waved to the Dutch officer to deal the card.

The final Ming Mian card was handed out by the Dutch official. A terrible red peach 10 fell in front of Kojiro Yamamoto. The whole card was full of hearts, which were 10, J, Q and a!

Kojiro Yamamoto has a card, which has never been revealed. It is even possible that the card is the red peach K, which can form a flush with the card face!

And Mr. Gao's side, the situation is very not optimistic, the final face card turned out to be hearts 7, all kinds of cards, rotten.

But from the beginning to the end, Mr. Gao was not nervous at all. When he got the last card, he reached out and motioned to Kojiro Yamamoto to talk about the matter, saying, "Mr. Yamamoto, please?"

Kojiro Yamamoto put his arms around his chest and leaned back on his seat with a smile. He confidently lit a Cuban cigar and threw one to Mr. Gao. "Don't worry. Let's have a cigarette first. This is the top cigar I got from Cuba. Mr. Gao can try it. I'm afraid the chocolate is not enough for Mr. Gao to be surprised."

Mr. Gao didn't refuse. He simply opened his mouth, held it in his mouth and touched his trouser pocket.

"Fire?" Kojiro Yamamoto took out a lighter and prepared to throw it to Mr. Gao.

"I'm sorry, I don't like wasabi." Mr. Gao raised his hand and refused directly. He took out the matchbox from his trouser pocket and flicked it over the side of the box to light the cigar. The whole movement was very natural and unrestrained.

I sat in the distance and watched them smoking quietly. I knew that they were fighting psychological warfare with each other and using procrastination to put pressure on each other.

At the same time, all the Chinese people in the surrounding seats are sweating for Mr. Gao.

"Mr. Gao's card is really bad."

"There's almost no chance of winning. Even if Kojiro Yamamoto's bottom card is not hearts K, it's enough to crush Mr. Gao's face."

"The reason they are not in a hurry is that they are both guessing each other's cards."

"But even so, Mr. Gao is still at a disadvantage, and nothing happened from beginning to end."

...

when there are many dialects theories, Kojiro Yamamoto suddenly flicked his ashes and said, "we don't have many chips in our hands now, but overall, I still have 15 million more than you. I think we should play cards with each other, otherwise we will defeat you, which will be too boring."

"Is Mr. Yamamoto afraid of losing? I'm afraid I'll lose the first one? Let's go by the rules. Now it's up to you. If you want to open my card, you can take out the chips, and it can't be lower than the bet just now. " Mr. Gao said with a smile.

Until now, I suddenly found that Mr. Gao had been calculating the other side, let the other side step by step into the trap, deliberately raising the note code.

Because Kojiro Yamamoto's current chips are not enough for licensing!

Moreover, the chip limit this time is 60 million for each side and no other funds are allowed.

"High, indeed high, Mr. Gao is really worthy of the name." I secretly applauded Mr. Gao.

As for Kojiro Yamamoto, his face changed in vain. Looking at the chips on his desk, he finally realized that something was wrong. His expression was hard to see. He seemed to understand that he was too confident and belittled the enemy.

Then, Kojiro Yamamoto showed his anger and scolded: "baga, if we have limited chips on our side, when the chips of both sides are not enough, we can open cards as long as we are willing!"

"Mr. Yamamoto, this is Huaxia, not your territory. What's more, you mean that both sides are willing. Now you are willing, but I am not. Do you understand Chinese?" Mr. Gao calmly smoked a cigar, said: "now you either throw cards, or take out enough chips, to open my card, and, such a low-level mistake you will make, dare to come to China?"

Kojiro Yamamoto was so angry that he had nothing to say, so he could only admit defeat. He reversed the four cards and gave up.

"In the first set, Mr. Gao won." He Guan said.

Mr. Gao snuffed out his cigar. As he waved, several assistants came forward to collect their chips and moved them all to Mr. Gao.

At this moment, Mr. Gao's chips are more than 60 million in an instant. They are piled up in a random way, and it's hard to count them.

In contrast, Kojiro Yamamoto has only 20 million chips left.

All of a sudden, everyone did not expect that Mr. Gao could win the first in this way.

"This is too fierce, even if Mr. Gao card face is very small, but still use this method, just win the other side helpless.""Ha ha ha, I think that Yamamoto, shimeijiro, is almost angry."

"I don't think about it. Mr. Gao's strength. Sometimes his playing skills are very important, but his psychological tactics are also very important."

In the face of so many comments, Kojiro Yamamoto still refused to give up. Before Mr. Gao threw the card, he immediately said, "what's your card, Mr. Gao?"

"What's your card? Flush? I don't think it's possible? " Mr. Gao turned his ring, as if expecting.

"You guessed right, I am stealing chicken, but I dare say, your card is not as big as mine!" Kojiro Yamamoto snorted coldly, lifted the hidden card, and immediately a spade 8 appeared in front of the player. The whole face was hearts 10, J, Q, a, and spade 8.

"If you don't have enough chips, you will definitely lose!"

In response, Mr. Gao laughed and asked: "are you sure, you win?"

"What else?" Kojiro Yamamoto nodded confidently.

Mr. Gao said: "Mr. Yamamoto, do you know why I want to raise the mark suddenly? Do you want to win the first one in this way? "

"Why?" Asked Kojiro Yamamoto, frowning.

Mr. Gao raised the corner of his mouth, reached out and gently picked up the hidden card, turned it over and put it on the table, revealing its true face.

At this moment, the entire venue, into a suffocation!

Because, this is a... Spade a!!!

"Because, as Mr. Yamamoto said before, I don't want to let you lose the first one. If you play like this, it's too boring. Of course, if you want to see the cards, I'll try my best to show you." Mr. Gao said with a smile.

"How is that possible?" Kojiro Yamamoto couldn't believe looking at the spade a, as if he was insulting himself, the whole person was disheartened.

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words of the author: if you have something to do in the evening, update it in advance! Maybe there will be more in the evening, depending on the situation.