Tubman Jr. is obviously familiar with Texas Hold'em as well, and his level is pretty good compared to the players at today's table, and the key is the chip advantage.

The small blind at this Texas Hold'em table in the lobby is only $1, and the maximum number of chips that can be taken at one table is $2,000.

Cao Mo took $500 in chips to the table, and the chips in front of the other six players were roughly between two or three hundred to one thousand dollars.

And for Tubman, who usually spends a lot of money, the $2,000 win or loss is not in his eyes at all, and the style of his cards displayed at the table is extremely fierce.

As long as Tubman Jr. has a passable hole card in his hand, he keeps raising, increasing the pot to a height that his opponent can't bear, making his opponent feel that it is not worth taking such a big risk to see the next community card, and forcefully forcing all opponents to give up, but happily sweeping away all the chips in the pot.

In front of ordinary players, Tubman Jr. is like a fierce crocodile, devouring chips on the table.

As a result, other players, including Cao Mo, were very uncomfortable.

On a few occasions, Cao Mo got quite good hole cards, although his intuition told him that Tubman Jr. did not have good hole cards, but as long as Tubman Jr. raised, he happily discarded his hole cards.

One of the great joys of Texas Hold'em is that everything is unpredictable until the last tie card is dealt.

And in addition to the fact that he doesn't want to spoil little Tubman's interest, the more important thing is that little Tubman was brought by him, and he doesn't want others to misunderstand that he intends to cooperate with little Tubman to hunt other people's chips.

After a while, people kept being swept away from the table by Tubman Jr.

Of course, a good game is always easy to attract more attention.

The hall was not very wide, but it was crowded with three or four hundred gamblers, and soon twenty or thirty people came to watch the card table in the corner of the hall.

Although Abacha and Xie Sipeng did not sit directly at the gambling table, they also stood behind little Tubman to watch the excitement.

Although the Jinyuan Casino is simple, the current customer source is mainly Chinese, but there are also professional gamblers who wander in the hall and specialize in eating individual customers.

This kind of professional gamblers have no conflict with the casino, and they can still enliven the atmosphere of the casino, but they can make profits with their extraordinary calculation ability, observation ability and psychological tactics, but they cannot break the rules of the casino, and sometimes they have to cooperate with the casino to hunt big fish, which can be said to be parasitic or symbiotic.

If he hadn't been able to take root in the ancient village of Yibo, Cao Mo's best way out in Draculamo would probably be to be a professional gambler on the edge of black and white first, lose every other day, and after carefully accumulating a certain amount of raw capital, he would pat his ass and climb out of this mud pond.

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Tubman Jr.'s style of playing Degu Poker is very fierce, and there are constantly people whose chips are swept away, or who are completely unaccustomed to Tubman's fierce style and leave the game, and there are also people who sit down in high spirits.

The people who sat down, in addition to the Chinese businessmen who were physically and mentally depressed, who were good at gambling and gambling, also had a few professional crocodiles who wanted to try the deep bottom of Little Tubman.

Tubman's ferocious style was clearly curbed at this time.

He won more than $20,000 in more than half an hour, and in less than two rounds, half of it was emptied by others.

This forced Tubman Jr. to be cautious.

At this time, Cao Mo got a good hole card, and he had the opportunity to play two hands with him, and the chips in front of the table increased to seven hundred dollars.

At the table, which were all ordinary gamblers, Tubman Jr. showed a pretty good level, but he wasn't much of a high-end player.

He was cautious for three or four rounds, and he didn't get a good hand in a few consecutive hands, so he was a little impetuous.

Regardless of whether he has been in contact with Cao Mo before or not, Cao Mo's style in today's game has been extremely cautious for nearly an hour.

This time, Cao Mo got a pair of kings on his hole cards, and after the first round of betting, three community cards turned over a variegated 28K.

His family was a middle-aged Chinese with a short white beard and a gloomy face, but he wore the traditional robes of the local Yoruba people, and when he sat next to Cao Mo, Cao Mo intuitively felt an inexplicable pressure.

Intuition told Cao Mo that this was a very dangerous person, like a crocodile lurking under the surface of the water waiting for its prey.

The middle-aged player had only been playing for two laps since he sat down, and he had been very cautious, and Cao Mo noticed that the middle-aged man had been secretly observing the players at the table, especially focusing on him and little Tubman.

Cao Mo took a chip and tapped lightly on the table, this game was the turn of the middle-aged man to be the first to call, and he intuitively felt that the middle-aged man had a strong value card in his hand this time.

Seeing the middle-aged man slowly adding ten dollars, Cao Mo followed ten dollars quietly.

Cao Mo's style is obvious, he called, and the other players were vigilant, and they all folded one after another very decisively.

At this time, the chips in the pot are less than eighty dollars, and there is no pity to give up.

This is the disadvantage of playing tight hand flow, and it is difficult to catch the big fish.

Tubman Jr.'s hole cards are average, and he may be able to make a pair from the community cards, or he can make three straight cards from the community cards, but it won't be better.

Players who are a little more conservative will usually fold and not go against Cao Mo and middle-aged gamblers, but Tubman Jr. not only folded, but also made a fifty-dollar bet.

The middle-aged man took out fifty dollars in chips and called.

None of them need a special ability that is close to telepathy, Cao Mo knows that the cards in the hands of middle-aged people are either three-of-a-kind 2s or three-of-a-kind 8s, but little Tubman's raising behavior will make people more suspicious that Cao Mo is likely to have only one king in his hand, not a pair of kings, so the middle-aged man's behavior is a normal passive call at the poker table.

However, his intuition told Cao Mo that the middle-aged man had other intentions in calling, and he added another fifty dollars in chips after he followed the fifty-dollar bet.

Although doing so would scare the middle-aged man away, Cao Mo also made it clear that Tubman Jr. could fold out and wait for the next hand.

However, Tubman Jr. took out five chips and threw them into the pot.

Cao Mo was so angry that he vomited blood, he has been playing until now, whose chicken do you want to steal from your grandson?

Do you know that if you play like this and fail to turn over the big cards in the end, it will be easy for people to misunderstand that we are playing a game?

Of course, Tubman Jr.'s call seemed to interfere with the middle-aged man's judgment, and he might have chosen to fold, but this time he decisively called.

Regardless of the actual level of middle-aged people, for what reason they continue to call, or for what reason they sit at this table, but purely from the perspective of the game, this is not what Cao Mo expects to see.

There are still two open cards that have not been turned over, whether the middle-aged man has a three-of-a-kind two, or a three-of-a-kind eight, it is a probability that he will make up four of a kind and eat his three kings, and little Tubman is not without a chance.

In fact, this directly lowered Cao Mo's final chances of winning.

Stari was also quite dissatisfied with little Tubman's reckless behavior, but she looked at the game calmly, as if she was a little beauty with a weak expression.

The fourth community card, also known as the turn, is a variegated jack, which is a turn card that is useless to Cao Mo and middle-aged people, but his intuition tells Cao Mo that this card is useful for Tubman Jr. - this undoubtedly confirms that Tubman's two hole cards are variegated AQ or A10.

It was Cao Mo's turn to call, Cao Mo hesitated, glanced at the little Tubman at this time and looked calm, he couldn't help but complain in his heart, whether he raised or checked, the little Tubman must be a call or check, the middle-aged man can not only guess that the little Tubman is a straight card, but also guess that he has three Ks in his hand.

He has three kings, and Tubman Jr. is only a three-card straight, but he slams a hand in the second round, which can easily mislead people into thinking they are playing a game!

However, it is his turn to call, and he has three kings, unless he checks and does not raise, but he cannot fold outright.

If he hadn't asked the middle-aged man to directly uncover his hole cards, he would have been even more unclear - could he have stood up and accused the middle-aged man of uncovering the hole cards discarded by others without his consent, which was not in accordance with the rules?

Cao Mo reluctantly knocked on the table, signaled to check the cards, and little Tubman really knocked on the table calmly.

"Since you can see the last card for free, why not do it? Little brother, don't you say?" the middle-aged man looked at Cao Mo and said with a smile.

No matter what the middle-aged people mean, this is actually the situation that Cao Mo doesn't want to see in the Texas Hold'em poker game.

He obviously has a super valuable card in his hand, and he actually lets others fight for the last chance for free.

Although at this time, Cao Mo still has a 95% chance of winning, but the master game is not played like this, and I can't help but want to say to little Tubman, if you can't do it, let your sister sit down and play with the masters, okay?

The and card was a variegated 7, and it was Tubman's turn to hit his straight and knocked on the table.

The middle-aged man knocked on the table to indicate the check, and squinted at Cao Mo.

Cao Mo was so helpless that he threw ten dollars into the pot.

"You're still trying to cheat me out of ten dollars by then?" said little Tubman triumphantly, discarding it.

The middle-aged man smiled, and didn't mean to call Cao Mo's hole cards with ten dollars, discarded the cards, and asked, "You have three kings, why don't you have an 'All in'?

"The old players of this casino know that I can't steal chickens, so how can I deceive you?" Cao Mo directly flipped a pair of kings to the other party.

"Haha, so you know who I am!" Seeing Cao Mo turning over the hole cards by himself, the middle-aged man reacted very quickly, and the cymbal looked at Cao Mo with interest and asked.

Cao Mo smiled and said: "Although our game is quite enthusiastic, it is not so enthusiastic that the staff of the casino can't help but look here." ”

To be honest, Cao Mo didn't know the specific identity of the middle-aged man just now, and his intuition just told him that this middle-aged man was eyeing him and little Tubman, but now listening to the middle-aged man say this in this tone, the ghost can guess that he is Yan Zhicheng, the behind-the-scenes boss of Jinyuan Casino, and the "Uncle Cheng" who has never appeared in the casino hall in countless people's mouths......