The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants happiness

Sam frowned and chewed on the name. He had been around the Lower City for a long time, and he was supposed to be familiar with the famous people here, but he had never heard of this name.

Is he just a brat who knows his name from nowhere?

"Sorry, I have to rest tonight."

Sam waved his hand indifferently, "You go find someone else to play."

"Yeah?"

Mu En sighed regretfully, "What a pity. I heard that the famous Mr. Sam has great gambling skills, so I specially prepared a few more chips."

The silver box opened with a crisp crashing sound, and the beautifully crafted chips flowed out and piled up into a hill on the gaming table.

That was a total of 10 million chips exchanged by Emile, a total of 10,000 chips. I don’t know how they were stuffed into such a small box, but when they were all poured out, nearly half of the gambling table was flooded. It will still give people a great visual shock.

For a moment, all the eyes in the casino were focused on him, sometimes exclaiming like a rich man.

"Since Mr. Sam doesn't have time to play, then all I have to do is..."

"etc!"

Sam suddenly sat back, his eyes flashing like mice and cheese:

"Who said I don't have time."

"Can……"

"Nothing to worry about."

Sam's eyes swept over Mu En again, and this time, he noticed the luxurious gold thread decoration on Mu En's arm, the black dress jacket.

As if remembering something, Sam couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:

"You are not from Belland. Are you from the Northern Territory?"

"Was it discovered so quickly? He is indeed the Rat King rumored in the streets."

Mu En took off his top hat, revealing his conspicuous... short silver-white hair, and smiled.

"I am indeed from the Northern Territory, and I have only recently entered Belland to see the world."

"No wonder..."

Sam licked his lips with burning eyes.

The Northern Territory is rich in rare mineral deposits, and it is also rich in nouveau riche who own rare mineral deposits.

People are stupid and have a lot of money, are addicted to alcohol, like gambling, and like to dress themselves up as lame nobles, but they don't even know a few Chinese characters. This is the most true label that the world has for those nouveau riche.

Therefore, no matter where they are, the newly wealthy people in the Northern Territory are the most popular guests.

After all, there is no one better to kill than them...

"What are you still doing?"

Sam shouted angrily at the surrounding people:

"Why don't you quickly give my most distinguished guest, dear Mr. Bruce, the best service?"

The originally deserted casino became restless again.

Elegant music sounded leisurely.

The waiter rushed around, bringing red wine and cigars to the distinguished guests.

The beautiful dealer, who had a low-cut breast that wished it could be lowered to the bottom of her chest, and a short skirt that wished it reached above her thighs, was helping Mu En sort out the chips while inadvertently showing off her voluptuous figure to him.

"That's right."

Mu En held a cigar in one hand and slapped the beautiful dealer on the butt with the other, causing a burst of exclamation and laughter:

"It's a long night, you have to have some fun, right?"

"Mr. Bruce is absolutely right."

Rat King Sam also rubbed his hands excitedly, "Then let's get started?"

"Start, start."

Mu En waved her hand impatiently, "Start now."

I'm really impatient.

A dark smile flashed in Sam's eyes.

I hope you can still laugh when you lose your pants.

"Well, Mr. Bruce, since it's just the two of us, why not use the most common bass poker in Belland to decide the winner?"

Sam suggested as he flipped the chips in his hand nimbly with his fingers.

"Of course you can." Mu En agreed with a smile.

The so-called bass poker is very similar to the Texas Hold'em poker played by Mu En in his previous life, but it has been simplified to a certain extent.

After the dealer deals two hole cards, he places the ante bet and then issues the up cards. The up cards bet again in each round. The bet cannot be lower than the ante bet, and the bet of the next player cannot be lower than that of the previous player.

You can discard cards, but there is no limit.

After three rounds, if no one folds, the suits and numbers are compared, and the winner gets all the chips.

The winner takes all, the money comes quickly, the casino rake is low, and the rules are extremely simple. Even those scum whose brains are corroded by alcohol and banned drugs can easily understand it, making it quickly popular in the lower town of Belland.

It is said that many noble men in the upper city are obsessed with this game.

However, many gangsters also like to play this way, actually because...

"Mr. Sam, something suddenly occurred to me."

"Oh, please tell me."

"You won't do anything like cheating, will you?"

Mu En touched his chin and said seriously:

"After all, I'm not familiar with this place. If you try to cheat, I won't be able to do anything about it."

"of course not."

Sam shrugged nonchalantly:

"Mr. Bruce can rest assured. According to the rules of the casino, if you cheat, you will be beaten to death."

"Oh? Including you?"

"Yes, including me."

Sam showed a hand to Mu En, and then Mu En discovered that his hand actually had only four fingers. "This is the price I paid for my arrogance when I was young, so Mr. Bruce can rest assured.

Of course, if you are still worried, all the props here are available for you to check, and you can even deal the cards yourself.

If I cheat, my life will be yours. "

"That's it..."

Mu En touched her chin and thought for a moment, then suddenly lay back on the chair, crossed her legs and said:

"Forget it, I believe you, Mr. Sam. We all have no grievances, so you should have no reason to cheat me."

"That's natural, Mr. Bruce, you will be our casino's forever friend."

Sam looked grateful for Mu En's trust, but from an angle that Mu En couldn't see, he could see a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.

What a fool.

…

The gambling begins.

After the trump card fell, and even before the bet was placed, Sam saw the extremely clear joy on Moon's face even though it was forcibly concealed.

Did you get any good cards?

It’s really easy to understand.

In this case, according to the old rules, let me give you a little sweetness first.

Sam's eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't even look at his cards. He just tapped his fingers on the table without leaving any trace.

…

"First game, winner, Mr. Bruce."

…

"Second game, winner, Mr. Bruce."

…

"In the 18th game, winner, Mr. Bruce, congratulations, you broke our casino's winning streak record!"

Amid flowers, applause, sprays of champagne, everyone's amazed gazes, and the delicate flattery of beauties, the atmosphere in the casino was quickly pushed to a climax.

And the "new gambling king" who entered the casino for the first time and broke the casino's winning streak record, now has his feet on the table, holding a beautiful woman in scantily clad clothes in one hand, lying down even more than before The tall mountain of chips looked at Sam with disdain.

"Mr. Sam, you don't seem to want to be as powerful as the rumors say."

"Haha, Mr. Bruce is too strong."

Sam "forced" a smile and wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead:

"I have never had an opponent as powerful as you. I really missed the mark."

"Hmph, yes. When I was in the northern territory, I was invincible like this. I was known as the little gambling king of Jiangnan." Mu En shook his head and said arrogantly:

"It's normal for you to lose to me."

So are all the Northern Territories idiots like you?

Sam chuckled to himself.

However, now it seems that the fish has completely taken the bait.

"Then Mr. Bruce, do you still want to play? You have won millions now."

"Of course, I'm very lucky now, so keep going."

…

Game 19, winner, Sam.

"Oh, what a shame, my winning streak is broken."

Mu En didn't care and pushed a lot of chips beside him.

"continue."

…

Game 20, winner, Sam.

"It seems that I have finally started to change my fortune." Sam smiled.

"Hmph, it's only two, what can it prove?" Mu En said disdainfully.

"continue!"

…

Game 25, winner, Bruce.

"Look, look, let me tell you, it was just a little accident before."

Mu En, who finally won again after losing several games in a row, returned to his arrogant look, but he seemed not to notice at all that the chips he won in this victory were pitifully small.

"continue!"

…

As the night gets darker, the atmosphere in the casino becomes more and more lively.

Everything seems to be developing towards a destined ending.

Game 40, winner, Sam.

"How can this be?"

At this moment, "Gambling King" Bruce no longer had the arrogance and confidence he had just now. He looked at his hand and his face gradually turned pale.