"Hello, Mr. Gamblers!" Nix Papadopols said in a nonchalant tone as he reached out to Link. "It's a pleasure to play against you tonight. That would have allowed me to defeat the first God of Gamblers. ”

Link shook hands with him perfunctorily, and replied perfunctorily: "I once won three world gambling kings in one gambling game, and I hope you can bring some surprises tonight." ”

Tommy Cockline was a little relieved to see that Link had not fallen behind in the psychological warfare before the opening. He nodded to Link, and then walked over to the table.

Link followed, sitting in the only chair.

Tommy Cockline whispered to him, "Link, it's up to you next." ”

Link reached for the glass on the table and nodded slightly.

Tommy Cockline glanced at Nicks Papadopols, who was already sitting at the other end of the table, then turned away from the table and sat down on a chair on the right side of the table.

Out of the corner of his eye, Link saw him nod and say hello to the men. At this moment a gray-haired, but very energetic old man stood up and said loudly: "Now there is a game of gambling between the MGM Grand represented by Mr. Link Hans and the Grand Atlantic City Hotel represented by Nix Papadopols. The two sides agreed to pay two billion dollars each, and their respective representatives would play a game of stud. The game is tentatively set at eight hours. ”

As he spoke, two carts full of golden chips were rolled out of the room, totaling four billion chips. The golden chips are very dazzling. But the people who can be invited to witness the gambling are all the general managers and above of the major casinos, and some people who are highly respected in the Las Vegas gambling industry. No one is surprised by these chips.

The white-haired old man was still saying: "According to the agreement between the two parties, the gambling time is eight hours, the minimum bet is two million, and the upper limit is two billion. If both sides lose all their chips within eight hours, they will be judged to lose. If both sides still have chips left after more than eight hours of betting time, and the side with less than one billion chips will be judged negative, and after more than eight hours of betting time, both sides will have more than one billion chips, then the game will continue the next day according to the last chip number, and the game time will remain eight hours. If you don't get a win in the same way after three days of betting, the one with the most chips wins. Until the game is decided. ”

Link listened for a while, knowing that he was talking about the rules of the game, and he had listened carefully to Tommy Cockein before, and he didn't intend to spend that time listening to his nonsense.

He called up the Vice-Decay dialog to see how much luck he was. He glanced at it, and his luck was minus twenty thousand, which was good. Because there are two vertical lines on either side of this value, which means absolute value. The absolute values are all positive. Compared to this number, it is not much lower.

However, the five typing words "I am the vice-god of decay" in the dialog box flashed for the first time. The previous flashes were all the following seven lines, and it must have been after the settlement time of five o'clock in the morning. He was pretty sure that when he got up in the morning to look at it, there was no change in those five words.

It flashed suddenly, what the hell is this? He was suspicious in his heart, and his mind touched those five words, and he picked up the wine glass and put it to his lips.

Those five big words pop up a dialog box. Link fixed his eyes to see what was inside, and he almost squirted out a mouthful of wine. It wasn't really that rude, but he was still choked. He couldn't help but twist his head and cough.

The white-haired old man, interrupted by his coughing, frowned and stopped, looking at him with only his eyes.

Link knew that he had disturbed the other party, and finally covered his mouth with a handkerchief, which stopped the coughing.

The white-haired old man continued: "According to the VAM agreement between the two parties, if the Atlantic Hotel wins, it has the right to take away the gambling winnings and has the right to buy the 38.46% stake in the MGM Grand held by the Cockeline family for $2.5 billion. If MGM wins the event, the Atlantic City Hotel will own all of the $2 billion in gambling money and pay an additional $1.5 billion to MGM as a gambling contract. ”

He said it very clearly, but in fact Link didn't hear a word of what he was saying. He kept replaying the contents of that dialog box in his head.

"Encounter the object of Scalder's blessing from the Banshee of Fate. This blessing can make the target object automatically exchange luck points with the object with the highest luck within a radius of 100 zhang around the center of the game, please take it seriously!"

Well, he was choked just now not because it was funny, but because he was frightened.

What the hell is this "Banshee of Destiny" that popped out of nowhere, and what about Nix Papadopols, who was blessed by her?

He remembered that Nix Papadopols had been running amok in casinos in Europe and the Americas for more than a year, and seemed to be lucky. Could it be because of that Schoard's blessing? But which banshee is Scavander?

The most important thing is that if a person who is blessed by a banshee suddenly appears, will there be a person possessed by God in the future? Of course, perhaps what he should be most afraid of is to meet someone who is possessed by the god of decay - he is talking about the god of decay - without thinking, it will definitely absolutely suppress the vice god of decay in his body.

Of course, that's only a long-term concern. Now what he needs to worry about is that he has more than 30,000 luck, and I am afraid that no one in the world can compare with him. Then the meeting will definitely have to be exchanged with the other party. He doesn't know how to gamble, if even his luck becomes bad, then what else is he betting, just give the chips to the other party, and it is a waste of time to gamble.

But he didn't dare to do that. If he did, the Cocklain family wouldn't hesitate to do so, even if they needed to steal a nuclear warhead to kill him.

At this time, a thin middle-aged man wearing white gloves and a black suit walked from the corner to the card table.

The white-haired old man was saying, "This game will be played by Crimer Mondeon, director of the National Gaming Association, as the dealer of the dealing. I declare that the game is now officially opened. ”

The dealer bowed slightly to the white-haired old man, then looked at the table and said, "Mr. Hans and Mr. Papadopols, are you ready?"

Papadopols nodded, but Link was flustered, if he didn't know that it was impossible, he even wanted to withdraw from the gamble temporarily. As soon as the white-haired old man finished saying the words "the game has officially begun", there was suddenly an extra number after his luck value on the dialog box.

- Absolute value of -174. That's a positive number, but Nima is only a little more than a hundred, and this luck is good enough if it is changed to ordinary people. But he is used to living a life of tens of thousands of points of luck, so that he suddenly becomes less than a fraction, so how can he live?

But no matter what he thinks, the dealer Mondion has already drawn four decks of cards and put them into the shuffling machine. Soon the four decks were shuffled. This card is imported directly into the shoe.

After Mondeon dealt each of them a hole card and an exposed card, the white glove reached out to the middle of the table: "Please bet on Mr. Papadopors." ”

Linkmi faced a six of hearts, while Papadopols played a ten of spades. Link looked at his hole card, and it turned out to be a jack of diamonds. Well, there is no hope for this straight and flush.

"The opponent is the God of Gamblers, I can't be too stingy!" Papadopos thought to himself in broken English.

Link didn't have the heart to laugh at his broken English, he was feeling bitter right now. Because the opponent threw three chips, the golden rectangular chips represented two million dollars.

But despite the total chip size of $2 billion, it would still be an exaggeration to stake so much on the first card in the first hand. Is this a temptation or do you want to give yourself a kick?

Link immediately covered the card: "No." ”

He now needs time to figure out a solution to the problem. If you can't think of it tonight, then bet again tomorrow. Even if he is embarrassed and doesn't follow all night, he will not hesitate to do it.

He knows best how much luck can work. Texas Hold'em knows a rule, and he has won a lot of money by luck. Later, even the big turntable of the thousand seemed to be raised by him. His previous luck went to the opposite Greek, and the opponent's hand skills were sure to be good for him. If your card skills are good, your luck is better than your own, and this is more shameless than the gambling god who doesn't care about his identity.

If he doesn't follow, no one will say anything. The three chips of the Greeks returned to him. Mondeon recycled the four cards and threw them into a large wide-mouth bin on the side.

Because it is four decks of cards, one shuffle of cards can be dealt four rounds. He quickly dealt four more cards to the two men at the table.

Link's hand is a club seven and his hole card is a queen of hearts. This luck!

But this time it's still Greek. His card is a jack of hearts.

Link doesn't care how much the opponent bets, he folds directly: 'No. ’

The third game.

Link: "No!"

He gave up three games in a row, leaving the witnesses of the game to each other. What they say, Link doesn't want to hear!

But the Greek on the other side could speak openly: "Is Mr. Hans planning to play the last game of stud, or is he going to continue gambling tomorrow?"

Hulse also stood up and said loudly, "Mr. MGM, are you waiting until a pair of aces appears?"

Tommy Cockline sat back in his chair and said, "Mr. Hulse, gambling and gambling are interconnected, and technology and strategy are key factors. Isn't it?"

In fact, he was also muttering in his heart, Link didn't look right. Link rarely gave up betting on Texas Hold'em before, could it be that the luck of the Greek gambling king was really so good, so that Link's cards were very poor.

He knew that Link had no intention of analyzing the quality of his cards. He had only one thought in his mind, and that was how he could turn the tide of this unfavorable situation.

He relied on luck to win all the way, and now that his luck is gone, what confidence does he have in his heart?

How comfortable it was to think that when he was at the Venetian Casino, facing that big wheel that had obviously moved his hands and feet, he could turn the situation around with just one curse. And now that kind of ability has been transferred to the opponent, how can he have the courage to bet with the other party?

Wait a minute. What did he think of just now?