Chapter 225: Gambling on Life
The dealer coughed: "Everyone, if you want to continue playing, then please sit down, a new round of dealing cards is about to begin." ”
Kuntai looked at the bald head fearlessly: "Brother, if you don't have any money, hurry up, otherwise you won't even have the money to go home in a while." I'm Wang, the burning Wang, don't blame me for not reminding you. ”
The bald head looked at him angrily: "Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, you can keep winning." Again, wait and see how you cry when you lose. ”
The dealer began to deal the cards again, and Lin Qiu immediately began to look around the entire table.
Everyone's cards are viewed by him through his perception, and even the dealer can clearly see what card the dealer deals next.
In fact, with his perception, he can kill all sides by sitting down and gambling.
But since this matter is related to the hidden door, it is inconvenient for him to come forward.
He has become a thorn in the side of the hidden door, and he can't wait to get rid of it soon.
This kidnapping of the scientific research team is clearly aimed at Long Ying, who knows if the hidden door has given his photo to Cook and his men.
So he asked Quintiles to gamble, and he secretly manipulated it, as long as he could lure Kukri out.
This hand, a man over sixty years old, is a good card, and it turned out to be a small straight flush.
Everyone else's cards are average, Quintiles is okay, but it is bound to lose with a straight flush.
Just when the dealer asked everyone to raise at the end, Lin Qiu quickly stole three cards from the dealer's card box, and then unknowingly replaced Quintiles' cards, and put the extra cards in his trouser pocket.
Those present had no idea what was happening, and could only see every move unless the entire room was scanned with infrared.
But how could the casino set up infrared in this kind of VIP room, so whether it was the dealer's eyes or the probe on the spot, Lin Qiu's small movements could not be detected at all.
"It's already three million, is anyone still raising?" The dealer asked.
Only Kuntai and the old man were left in this hand, and the rest of the people had already picked up the cards.
The old man squinted with a smile: "Do you really think of yourself as a gambling god?" You can't win against me this one! ”
Kuntai said lightly: "The hole cards haven't been opened yet, don't talk too much, otherwise your blood pressure will come up later, and no one here can rescue you." ”
The bald head snorted dissatisfiedly: "People must be a straight flush, I don't believe that your cards are also a straight flush." Damn, shit luck can't go twice. Open! ”
"Open!" The old man yelled.
Kuntai smiled slightly, confidently didn't even look at the hole cards, grabbed the cards and threw them on the table.
Everyone's eyes widened because Quintiles' cards were indeed a straight flush.
When the old man on the opposite side saw this deck of cards, he drew them without even opening the hole cards: "Quick, give me medicine, I have a heart attack." ”
The dealer clapped his hands, and immediately a security guard outside came in to carry the person down.
Kuntai took back all the chips with an innocent face: "Tell him not to get excited, to play with a gambling god like me, you must have a good psychological quality." Everyone, be sure to keep your mind calm. ”
The man in gold-rimmed glasses looked at him hatefully: "If you win, you win, if you are too arrogant, you won't live long!" ”
Kuntai looked at him disdainfully: "The people who came here seem to have no power." What can you do if you don't like me, hit me, kill me? If you dare to move a finger, the people here will make you walk around without eating. ”
Kuntai spread his hands arrogantly: "So, in addition to being angry, you can only be angry, what can you do to me?" ”
"I'm your uncle!" The bald head yelled: "Come again, Lao Tzu wants to win you today." ”
On the third floor of the casino, this is the office area of the entire casino, and the bodyguards and dealers can come to this floor to rest, and ordinary service staff can't come up at all.
At this time, in the monitoring room, General Kukri, whose boss is also a warlord, was smoking a cigarette and staring intently at Quintiles on the six screens.
"General, he has won six in a row, a total of twenty-seven million, which is double his capital." The manager whispered.
Kukri asked coldly, "Isn't there a thousand?" ”
The manager shook his head: "Dealer, I just changed our veteran, and the six screens also monitor him throughout the process, and the cards and tables are our own, so there must be no problem." ”
Cook nodded: "Interesting, Quintiles is a money launderer, when did he become a gambling master?" ”
The manager said, "Quintiles has lost more than $70 million in our casino, which is very rare. I'm skeptical, too, but he didn't make a thousand tonight, so maybe it was just luck. ”
Cookry's gaze was fixed on Anna, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Who is this beauty, so arrogant, where did this old boy Kuntai find such a superlative?" ”
The manager smiled and said, "If the general likes it, I'll go and tell Kuntai, he will definitely give you face, a woman!" ”
Kukri shook his head: "Such a woman is worthy of a man to fight for her." And Kuntai has a good relationship with several other warlords, and helps them launder a lot of money every year, and I will definitely lose money if I rob them, who will dare to come to play with us in the future? ”
He squinted: "Look again, luck is such a thing, there will always be a time when it runs out." Wait a little while and find him later. ”
An hour passed quickly, and Quintiles had won six more handfuls, and everyone at the table was scared away except for the bald head.
Even Cook in the monitoring room was shocked, he hadn't seen the luck of having such a good person.
Not only do they win everything, but they only win one level higher than others every time.
It's like he saw through everything and deliberately only overpowered others.
But even if Cook came to see it in person, he couldn't see any flaws.
He even had people go inside and secretly scan Quintiles and Anna with infrared, but still didn't find any problems.
At the gaming table, the bald eyes were red.
Three cards had already been dealt in front of him and Quintiles, and the dealer had dealt a fourth.
Quintiles is A, bald head is K.
The bald head looked at the hole cards, and with this king, he already had three.
At the gaming table, as long as there are three kings, a person can lose his mind, and even be willing to break the bank to gamble on this hand.
At this time, the bald head lost his mind and yelled at the dealer: "Deal cards!" ”
The dealer dealt the last card, the bald head was a circle, and the quintiles were a nine.
"Two, please make the last bet." The dealer said.
The bald head gritted his teeth and looked at Kuntai: "Lao Tzu, this stud." ”
Quintiles sneered: "Do you still have something stud?" You even took out the real estate to gamble just now, and now you should be poor and only have your underwear, right? ”
The bald head slammed his head on the table: "I'll bet with you with this life!" ”
"Sir, this is not in order." The dealer said.
"Shut up!" The bald head shouted: "Lao Tzu lost 100 million US dollars today, if you don't let me gamble, no one will want to live." ”
The dealer frowned and looked at Quintiles, "What do you mean, sir?" ”
Kuntai touched his chin: "Tonight, my eyes hurt from this bald head, and I already saw that he was not pleasing to the eye." Okay, just bet your life. If you win, the money is all yours. Lose, your life remains. ”
"Open!" The bald head yelled, he grabbed the hole card and threw it down, and laughed pervertedly: "See, three Ks, I won, hahahaha......."
Kuntai smiled faintly and threw down the hole cards, three aces plus a pair of nines, just over the bald cards.
"Sorry, I won!" Quintiles shrugged.
The bald head fell from heaven to hell in an instant, his eyes were blood-red, and he suddenly rushed to the table desperately and rushed towards Kuntai: "You must be a thousand, Lao Tzu is going to kill you." ”
"Bang ....."
A gunshot rang out, and the bald head was opened, and blood spurted straight down on the table.
The security guard at the door nodded at Kuntai and stepped back, and the dealer smiled: "Mr. Kuntai, his life is yours." ”
In the monitoring room, Cook stood up, the cigarette butt in his mouth was spit aside: "Let's go, go meet Quintiles." His good fortune came to an end when he met me. ”