Chapter Seventy-Six: Gambling

The atmosphere in the hall is very weird, the casino staff are standing from a distance and watching, this battle will determine whether they will lose their jobs, if Zhang Yang loses, the casino is likely to not be able to open, everyone has this hunch.

At this time, Xiao Yuanxing, who arrived at the monitoring room, also looked serious, and he personally monitored every time the young man went to a casino, and finally came to a conclusion, that is, this young man did not cheat.

This is a bit unreasonable, it should be impossible for a master like a young man to mix in a small place like City C, with his skills, even in Las Vegas and Macau, he can make gambling money, why would he take the risk to come to the underground casino in City C?

A living person would never take a huge risk to come to an underground casino with an underworld background to attract money, and almost everyone in the road knows this rule.

The only reason is that this young man has a deep background to support him to sweep the underground casino in City C, as long as he dares to use force, then the credibility of the casino in City C that he has worked hard to build for decades will be wiped out.

"Who is it?"

Xiao Yuanxing lit a cigarette, took a hard puff, his eyelids twitched, and a thick murderous intent appeared on his face, he had decided that today, no matter whether Zhang Yang won or lost, he would never let go of this young man. Here, it is the territory of his Xiao Yuanxing, not everyone can come to fight the autumn wind!

Just when Xiao Yuanxing was depressed, suddenly, in the surveillance video, I saw that Zhang Yang stood up and slapped his palm on the table, and the mahjong jumped up.

"I said two big brothers, can you stand far away, you look at it like this, I'm under a lot of pressure!" Zhang Yang scolded at the two bodyguards behind the young man.

There was a sudden silence in the hall, and a group of casino staff were also dumbfounded, they didn't understand why Zhang Yang was angry, you know, although the two bodyguards were behind the young man, but the position was still a distance, and it would not affect them at all.

Even the young man was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned cold, and he stared at Zhang Yang tightly.

"Big brother, you don't have to look at me like that, I'm just keeping them away." Zhang Yang begged pitifully.

Looking at Zhang Yang's expression, the people in the entire hall were stunned, and Zhang Yang, who was still flying and domineering just now, suddenly became obscene and trivial, even the young man was at a loss.

The sudden change of flamboyance makes everyone uncomfortable.

Under Zhang Yang's begging gaze, the young man still turned around and motioned for the two bodyguards to stay away.

At the moment when the young man turned around, Zhang Yang's hands suddenly rubbed on the table, and the mahjong made a "crackling" sound on the table.

Hearing the sound of mahjong, the young man turned his head abruptly, but unfortunately, the position of mahjong on the table had already been rubbed beyond recognition by Zhang Yang......

"Come on, rub mahjong, rub mahjong ......" Zhang Yang looked like a villain, which made the people in the casino embarrassed.

This game is really a little different!

First of all, when young people start to play mahjong, they have to rely on the touch of the hand to determine what the card is, and they think more.

On the contrary, Zhang Yang did not look at his cards from the beginning.

Everyone in the casino was full of surprises, no one thought that Zhang Yang was so powerful, you know, yesterday Zhang Yang didn't know how to play mahjong, and he didn't even know how to touch the cards.

Slowly, slowly, it looks very weird, Zhang Yang almost didn't even touch the cards, picked them up and played them, or replaced them, as if he already knew what the cards were, and the young man in the white suit began to sweat on his forehead, and Zhang Yang's calmness caused him huge psychological pressure......

Every time the young man saw that the card he needed was played and destroyed, his heart tightened and his blood flow increased.

He understands that he has met a master, and he is not an ordinary master, or even more powerful than him!

In this game, Zhang Yang did not win, and the young man did not win, and was pasted with a big hand by the gambler opposite Zhang Yang.

After the beginning of this game, the form took a sharp turn, starting from the second game, Zhang Yang did not interfere with the young man's cards, of course, around the young man remembered all the cards, but, the game is no longer he can control, because, Zhang Yang has no intention of doing paste cards, he is completely to create opportunities for the other two.

The young man's mental activity has reached the limit, and what he needs to consider is not the other two, but to analyze what cards will be played next, who will want to play the cards, and what kind of results will be caused ......?

The atmosphere is getting more and more solemn, and the speed is getting slower and slower, and young people have to think about every card for a long time, and Zhang Yang almost smashed it immediately when he got the card, and it is obvious from here that the gap between them is too big.

After rubbing eleven laps in a row, Zhang Yang touched himself, and the other ten were all those two, and the young man didn't win a game, the chips on his chest were getting fewer and fewer, and the gold-plated chips had already been changed to the other two.

Time is slowly passing, the young man has let the bodyguard change the chips at the bar twice, the kind of 100,000 gold-plated chips have lost dozens of them, he seems to be very unwilling, but, the game has always been controlled by Zhang Yang, he has no power to return to the sky, because, Zhang Yang's purpose is to crucify him, and he must deal with three people, can not ignore any of them.

The other two are mahjong masters, and they are like fish in water after having a flamboyant cooperation, even if there are occasional destruction by young people, but they are still at ease. The two looked at Zhang Yang with different eyes, full of awe. The more masters are, the more they are afraid of Zhang Yang, because Zhang Yang's hand is like having magical powers, and the game is under his control from beginning to end......

Zhang Yang's calculation ability is vividly brought into play here, he is different from young people, he does not need to think about whether he wins or not, what he needs to do is to calculate every card that the young man touches.

At the same time, Zhang Yang also found the weakness of the young man, the young man in the mahjong large collision situation, he can not guess the position of the mahjong through the sound and strength of the collision like him, can not fully remember each card, at least, the error reached five percent, although this is a small negligible error, however, this is the error that can determine the outcome of the decision, to the back, Zhang Yang even himself can touch a few times, and the young man is still helpless.

When he figured out the rules of the young man's memory, Zhang Yang gradually began to control his paste, and he was surprised to find that the young man's memory ability began to make mistakes constantly due to emotional tension, and the error was as high as 50%.

"Alright, let's do it another way."

When the game was over, the young man stood up violently, staring at Zhang Yang with a pair of blood-red eyes, and there was a thick power between his eyebrows, Zhang Yang felt a huge pressure, it seemed that this pressure was similar to the pressure that Seventh Brother gave him.

"I'm ......" Zhang Yang was overwhelmed by his momentum and couldn't speak.

"How do you want to bet?" It was Xiao Yuanxing who spoke, with a cold smile on his face, and he didn't know when he stood behind Zhang Yang.

"We bet on Russian roulette."

The young man stood up, and most of them walked out of the Russian roulette table, Zhang Yang found that this young man was actually half a head taller than him, although Zhang Yang was not tall, he was also one meter seven or eight, but compared to this young man, it was extremely weak.

"Russian roulette?" Zhang Yang's eyes widened.

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