Mr. Fan, I like your mask. ”

The Indian man named Kupata spoke curry-flavored English, shook his head, and chattered: "You are very good, I noticed you in the game the day before yesterday, you are the fastest to finish the game, I like to play with masters, especially masters like you......"

The tip of Feinan's nose lingered with the smell of salted fish, and he had some difficulty breathing, but the Indian man was full of nonsense and delayed starting the game.

Fei Nan was a little helpless, and took the initiative to interrupt him: "Let's go straight into the game, okay?"

"Absolutely!"

Kupata spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

Fernan couldn't help but roll his eyes, he just wanted to end the game quickly.

However, as soon as this thought came to mind, Fernan suddenly became alert.

No, I was affected.

Almost brought into the rhythm of this Ah San, Fernan raised his vigilance.

This Kupata is clearly a master, he is using his sense of smell and hearing to oppress himself, allowing himself to actively close off his senses and fall into passivity.

Suddenly, the smell of salted fish became stronger, and one by one it drifted away, and Fei Nan couldn't help blinking his eyes, his eyes red.

It's really spicy to the eyes.

The important thing is that this move is also a range attack, not only the frequency of the dealer and referee standing at the table blinking quickly increased, but even the players at the nearby table began to pull their seats, making a creaking and rubbing sound.

"Wow! Gan Lin's Niang Chicken Break! Why does it smell so bad?" a player from the Taiwan area couldn't help but ask.

"Sorry ......"

The dealer's voice was like an old man who smoked too much cigarettes, choked on egg yolk, and said with difficulty holding his breath: "It's the body odor of the players here......"

"Wow, Gan Linniang, this foot stinks so badly, roar! Can you put on your shoes?"

Taiwan player said dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry, I'm wearing slippers. ”

Kupata cocked one of his feet, his swarthy leg rusted with a layer of gray dust and cracked patches, as if he had not washed his feet since birth.

His feet were black enough, but the slippers were darker than his feet, but he could still see that the original background color was blue......

When the foot appeared, the smell spread like a nuclear bomb exploded.

Tai Wan's face changed, and he immediately retched.

"Wow, wow...... Take it back!"

Kupata grinned and retracted his legs under the table, and the smell faded a little.

The Taiwan player couldn't help but protest: "I protest!

“NO！NO！NO！”

Kupata shrugged and said, "The rules don't say that players are not allowed to wear slippers?"

The referee on the side was a little speechless, it was indeed not written in the regulations, but that was because he didn't expect such a strange thing to exist.

But the rules are the rules, and the referee can only announce: "Please continue the game." ”

Seeing this, the Taiwan player could only give up, his own game was still in progress, and he couldn't be too distracted.

But he still couldn't help but glance at Feinan who was wearing a mask, how could that guy bear it?

Feinan sat relaxed, as if he hadn't smelled it.

In fact, before Kupata lifted his foot, Fernan couldn't smell it.

Before his eyes, he could see a string of tiny characters, floating on the mask film covering his eyeballs: underwater breathing activated, countdown to 19:12.

Hidden by the first layer of plastic mask, no one could see the transparent bubbles bulging out of his mouth and nose.

That's the underwater breathing function that comes with the optical analog mask.

Although it is underwater breathing, this function can also be used on land, and it does not use electrolysis of water to produce oxygen, and the maintenance time is doubled.

"What do you want to play?"

Fei Nan asked.

“Teen?? Pathi is okay?"

Kupata proposed.

Teen Pathi is a popular poker game in India, also known as Flush, which is equivalent to the Ah San version of the fried golden flower, and the rules are the same.

As Fernan's expected, Kupata really chose a game suitable for psychological gamblers.

Although the fried gold flower only plays three cards, the psychological game in it is no less than any poker game.

"I'm fine. ”

Fernan agreed to the poker option.

"I still have a request. ”

Kupata took out a brand new deck of playing cards, put them on the table, and said with a smile: "I have a habit of playing with this brand of cards, this is a new deck of cards, you can check it, absolutely no tampering." ”

The rules of this tournament stipulate that the gambling equipment used by the participants will be provided by the organizer, and the organizer will also be responsible for any questions and problems.

If a participant wants to use their own gambling equipment, they must obtain the consent of their opponents and the organizer, and the organizer will not be responsible for any problems that arise after the tournament ends.

"If it's inconvenient, forget it. ”

Kupata smiled and said, "We can also use the organizer's cards. ”

Fernan looked at the deck of cards he had brought, which was different from the usual cards in the world, with a cartoon elephant behind it.

Sure enough, defend yourself!

Fei Nan was sure that although this Indian man was not hygienic, he was indeed a master of gambling and was also familiar with the routines of technical route gamblers.

The referee stretched out his hand and motioned for Fernan to make a quick decision, he didn't have the ability to breathe underwater like Fernan, and Kupata's salted fish feet were already suffocating him.

"I'm going to check the cards. ”

Fei Nan spoke.

This was a reasonable request, and Kupata readily agreed.

Fei Nan took the cards apart, put them on the flannel table, pressed them against his thumb, and wiped them from right to left, and the cards obediently turned into a long dragon.

Immediately after, he drew the first big ghost, used it to provoke the card dragon, swiped it from right to left, and then copied the cards, put them in a stack, and placed them on the table.

"Okay, that's fine. ”

Fernan motioned to the referee to check the cards.

The referee was also responsible, and although he was about to cry, he still carefully checked the poker and confirmed that there was no problem, and then asked, "Do you use this deck of cards to play?"

"Yes. ”

"Yes. ”

Both agreed, but Kupata spoke again.

"What else do you want?" the referee's voice trembled.

"I applied for a black-box shuffle. ”

Kupata looked at Fernan with a grin, "Is that okay?"

The so-called dark box shuffle is to let the dealer shuffle the cards in an opaque box, and the players on both sides cannot see the process of shuffling, and the same needs to be agreed by both players and the organizer before it can be used.

Is it really an inch?

But do you think that's going to restrain me?

Under the mask, Fei Nan smiled and said indifferently, "Yes." ”

The referee didn't say much, ran to get the camera obsca at a speed that almost fled, and walked back again.

As fast as he ran past, he walked back as slowly.

"Please check the tools. ”

The referee was really crying, and his eyes were a little red.

It was precisely because of this that he looked at Fei Nan with a hint of admiration.

This is a real man!

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