Super Rich: I get rich by spending money

"Cough cough cough..."

After a long time of rescue, Old Mike finally recovered his breath. His face was a little pale and blue. He was helped to sit up slowly. He looked at Ye Yang with a look of shock and fear: "What... are you? Why...?"

He couldn't believe it at all, and couldn't understand it.

This is completely against the theory of probability! ! !

This is completely anti-mathematics!

Ye Yang shrugged, spread his hands, and smiled faintly: "Because I hate math?"

"...???"

Old Mike glared, almost rolled his eyes again, and kicked his legs completely...

Ye Yang shook his head. It would not be good to really kill him later.

Just fill up the luck!

Ye Yang smiled faintly and shook his head.

Gambling is based on probability, but its essence is still luck. After all, the higher the level of the card type, the smaller the probability of winning.

The highest level of Royal Flush, the probability of winning is only 1 in 2235197406895366368301559999!

No matter how proficient in probability theory, if you don't have luck, it is impossible to open such a deck! ! !

To put it bluntly, in the end, it's still luck.

Otherwise, what's the point of "gambling"?

Of course, you can cheat and deceive people. But Old Mike knows that Ye Yang is at least at the level of the gambling king. Cheating in front of him is almost the same tricks, and everyone knows it, and basically can't be deceived.

Only by entering the realm of gambling saint, turning the magic hand into the mysterious hand, reaching the level of creating something out of nothing, and the heart and hand are connected, can you change the bottom card at will, and basically win.

He has studied all his life, but he has not reached this realm.

He just studied probability theory thoroughly and trained himself into a humanoid computer, but if he really encounters the level of gambling saint, he will almost certainly lose.

Ye Yang shrugged.

He knew that it only took luck to defeat the gambling king level, and there was no need to use the mysterious art to peek at the cards and change the cards.

It was completely a sledgehammer to kill a chicken.

In the gambling world.

The gambling hero has mastered the skills of cheating in certain aspects, and his probability theory is also good.

The gambling king has practiced the cheating skills to the level of magic hands on the basis of the gambling hero. Unless it is a king against a king, the hand speed is so fast that normal people can't see it clearly! Similarly, the gambling king has practiced probability theory to the extreme. After almost every open card comes out, the probability of winning or losing can be calculated within one second.

The gambling saint has practiced the magic hand to the mysterious hand, creating something out of nothing, and the heart and hands are connected. He can change the bottom cards at will. No matter how bad the open cards are, he can make a perfect hand by changing the bottom cards.

As for the gambling god, it is the highest mystery in the gambling world beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"I actually won!"

"Damn... I didn't think so before, but now it seems that old Mike is working for the Parrot!"

"Yes, if you calculate it this way, the Parrot has lost at least tens of billions of dollars this time! This is a big piece of meat, I don't know how painful it will be to cut it off."

"I don't know if the Parrot can hand over so much money so easily..."

"After all, this is someone else's territory. I made tens of billions of dollars from them. I'm afraid this money is not easy to take..."

"Haha, you underestimate the Parrot. It can be called the holy land of gambling, but it can't afford a few tens of billions of dollars? Its reputation is much more valuable than these tens of billions of dollars."

"Yes, if they refuse to honor it, I dare not come again anyway... If this matter gets out, the Parrot's reputation will be completely stinking."

"That's right..."

Which tourist who comes here doesn't have the dream of grabbing a handful of Parrot leeks?

They were on the same psychological front with Ye Yang at this moment. If the Parrot really refused to pay, they would definitely help to say a few words...

"Rumble..."

The heavy door opened at this moment.

Zhou Yuan and other staff members were at a loss, and only when they saw the door open did they regain their brilliance.

"Mr. Dai Lun!"

Yes, it was Dai Lun VIII who walked out of the door!

He sat on a gold-plated wheelchair, and several burly bodyguards stood on his left and right with guns and live ammunition.

The aura was strong.

The atmosphere was also suppressed in an instant.

After all, everyone knew that whether the sky-high chips would be fulfilled in the end still depended on the intention of Dai Lun VIII, the only emperor on the Parrot.

"I have been on the Parrot dozens of times, but this is the first time I have seen Dai Lun VIII."

"That's right... The mysterious Lord of the Parrot has finally shown up."

"..."

The voices in the field were all lowered, but they were obviously surprised that Dai Lun VIII was willing to show up...

Ye Yang also looked over.

Dai Lun VIII sat in a wheelchair, wearing a fur collared cape, which was out of tune with the short-sleeved clothes of the others in the field. He must be afraid of the cold.

The overall outfit gave people the feeling of an old European count in an oil painting.

After putting on the cape, he looked like Emperor Napoleon, but his face looked a little older, more like Louis XVI who was beheaded during the French Revolution.

The door was on the high platform on the second floor.

Dai Lun VIII could overlook the whole scene as soon as he came in.

He nodded slightly, signaling the bodyguard behind him to push him along the wheelchair staircase on the second floor to the first floor.

He always had a kind smile on his face.

He was completely different from the gloom on his face in the captain's room.

Ye Yang looked at him coming towards him and raised his eyebrows.

"Mr. Ye, congratulations on defeating the most powerful gambling king in Europe, Mr. Mike Sayles. Parrot will exchange the chips on your table for real US dollars at any time. This is Parrot's credibility."

Dai Lun VIII said with a faint smile.

"Good."

Ye Yang nodded slightly: "This Mr. Mike should be the strongest on the Parrot, right?"

Dai Lun VIII was stunned for a moment, then nodded inexplicably.

"Then just exchange it into U.S. dollars now. There's nothing interesting about it."

Ye Yang shrugged. The feeling of loneliness and defeat became more and more serious. After the climax of the major victory, he felt dull for an instant.

"Mr. Ye..."

Dai Lun VIII's kind smile suddenly froze.

Has the delaying strategy failed?

Shouldn't the normal thinking be that even the strongest person on your ship can't defeat me? As long as I stay, I can get rich easily! ?

What the hell is it that just slaps the butt and leaves? !

"Mr. Ye, don't be anxious."

Dai Lun VIII's heart changed, and then he said: "I am very pleased to see that your young hero can defeat the veteran gambling king at such a young age."

"so what?"

Ye Yang raised his eyebrows. He didn't have a good impression of this old gambling lord. After setting up a stall on the sea for so many years, it didn't take much to know that he was a ruthless master who would do anything.

He didn't believe that the other party was really a kind-hearted guy.

"I just don't know, Mr. Ye...do you dare to take a gamble with me?"

Dai Lun VIII crossed his hands and asked with sharp eyes.

(Second update)

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