Li Zhiying and Li Nunu looked in the direction of the shopkeeper's fingers, and sure enough, there was a bald man, who was very conspicuous in the bright hall, standing among the gamblers with his arms crossed, and Yu Baoguan beside him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

No need to ask, the bald head is Hou Jie.

When he was in Chenzhou City, Hou Jie practiced Shenmu Gong under the supervision of Fa Zheng, and even practiced hard in the bat cave in the middle of the night every day. Because of this, Hou Jie can clearly see the faint light emitted by the phosphorus powder.

After Hou Jie saw which card had a problem, he first told Yu Baoguan next to him, and then Yu Baoguan told Zhang Baoer with a secret gesture, and Zhang Baoer naturally knew it.

Li Nunu couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I can't help but say that his attainments in gambling skills are beyond the reach of us ordinary people in a lifetime!" ”

Li Nunu's words were deliberately said to Li Zhiying, which meant to persuade Li Zhiying not to touch Zhang Bao'er's moldy head in gambling in the future.

Li Zhiying pretended not to hear and continued to look down.

Since the third hand, Zhang Baoer has to wipe his hands every time, and then continue to be a banker, killing three players in a row.

Those onlookers couldn't help but be amazed, and they couldn't imagine that wiping their hands with a hot towel could really wipe their hands well.

The middle-aged scribe looked at the cards in his hand and couldn't help but be a little depressed.

The dealer has the right to code cards and deal cards, every time the middle-aged scribe has a mark in his hand, he will be taken advantage of the opportunity of the code card by Zhang Baoer to accurately mark off, so that the three of them must lose more and win less.

Could it be that Zhang Baoer can also see this phosphorus powder, but shouldn't it?

Zhang Baoer divided the cards and pushed them in front of the three people, then picked up his cards and looked at them, and soon formed two groups on the table.

The middle-aged scribe was depressed, he looked at Zhang Bao'er, but suddenly found that the mark on the back of Zhang Bao'er's card was still there. Didn't he neglect this time and didn't have time to wipe it off?

The middle-aged scribe's eyes widened, and he stared carefully at the back of Zhang Bao'er's card for a long time, and finally became convinced that this was indeed a secret mark made with phosphorus powder.

The middle-aged scribe was overjoyed, and immediately divided his cards according to the opponent's two sets of cards, and used gestures to tell the blue-shirted boy and the white-haired old man beside him.

The two of them played the cards with a good understanding, and the three of them confidently turned over their cards.

Zhang Baoer smiled, showed his cards, and the dealer was two big, and they were all killed.

When the middle-aged scribe saw it, his face changed sharply, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "This card is not right!" ”

Zhang Bao'er smiled at the middle-aged scribe and asked, "No, what's wrong with this card?" Do you know what I'm holding? ”

The middle-aged scribe was speechless, although he remembered that Zhang Bao'er had not been given these two cards, but he couldn't say it.

"What's wrong with this card?" The blue-shirted boy looked at the middle-aged scribe with a dissatisfied expression.

"Fang Cai was wrong for a while!" The middle-aged scribe was ashamed and said, "I won't be wrong again. ”

"With Mr.'s words, I'm relieved." Zhang Bao'er smiled meaningfully and began to code cards again.

Li Zhiying and Li Nunu were dumbfounded, and this time without waiting for them to ask, Shopkeeper Hu took the initiative to say: "What the two county lords see now is that Zhang Gongzi's fifth move is beginning to exert his power." Zhang Gongzi can not only cut off the secret memory made by the other party, but also can put the phosphorus powder on the back of other cards by himself, which plays a role in confusing the other party! ”

"Treat others the way they do?" Li Zhiying and Li Nunu's eyes lit up.

It's just a gamble, Zhang Baoer was able to calculate his opponent to such a share, which shows that he has put a lot of effort into it.

Li Zhiying and Li Nunu couldn't help but feel some sympathy for the three of them, choosing to bet against people like Zhang Baoer was the biggest mistake they made.

Zhang Bao'er skillfully stacked the cards and played the dice, while the middle-aged scribe stared at the cards and the dice intently.

After dividing the cards, Zhang Baoer grabbed his own cards, just looked at the two and shouted "good cards".

The middle-aged scribe's eyes widened again, and he saw that behind the cards in Zhang Bao'er's hand, there would be a secret mark for a while, and there would be no secret mark for a while, so he wanted to play juggling.

He pointed at Zhang Baoer and exclaimed: "You, you ......"

"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Bao'er looked at the middle-aged scribe with a surprised face, and winked meaningfully: "Don't worry, we discussed it before, I promise that what you say counts, you just have to rest assured that you should do what you have to do." ”

"What was negotiated? Who consulted with you? The middle-aged scribe was a little puzzled by Zhang Bao'er's words.

Although the middle-aged scribe knew that Zhang Baoer was constantly changing cards with a very fast technique, he was not caught on the spot, so he could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Listening to Zhang Bao'er's ambiguous words, the man in blue also stared at the middle-aged man with suspicion.

No wonder the blue-shirted boy would suspect that they could win how they wanted before, but now they lost inexplicably, but the middle-aged man didn't take any action about it, and everyone would think that he had a problem.

The middle-aged scribe and the blue-shirted boy avoided their gaze as soon as they touched, he knew that the blue-shirted was already suspicious of him, and wanted to explain, but in front of such people, he didn't know where to start, and he couldn't help but sweat in a hurry.

The more the middle-aged scribe dared not look at the blue-shirted boy, the more suspicious the blue-shirted boy was about him.

The actions of the blue-shirted boy and the middle-aged scribe fell into Zhang Bao'er's eyes, and he smiled faintly and pushed his cards to the center of the table.

The blue-shirted boy knocked on the pai gow in his hand, looked at the middle-aged scribe, and said lightly: "Sir, you have to see your cards clearly this time." ”

The middle-aged scribe knew that the blue-shirted boy was waiting for his own hints, but Zhang Baoer's card was not to say that there was no mark, even if there was a mark, he didn't dare to admit it, God knows who made the mark, even if he did it himself, he could change the level of the other party's cards, and he could change which one he wanted, and you couldn't catch it, this was not waiting to lose?

But you can't just do it, otherwise the blue-shirted boy will have more thoughts in his heart, and the middle-aged scribe can't help scratching his ears and cheeks

Zhang Bao'er smiled and said, "Mr. must know what to do this time, don't you need to be reminded?" ”

Under the urging of the blue-shirted boy, the middle-aged scribe had to estimate the dealer's cards and gestured, who knew that as soon as the cards were opened, Zhang Baoer's cards were very different from the estimates, and they were killed.

Zhang Baoer laughed and said: "Mr. really lives up to expectations, Tiantong Casino will definitely not treat you badly." ”

The middle-aged scribe was so anxious that his face was flushed, but he couldn't defend himself, while the blue-shirted boy pushed the card, glared at the middle-aged scribe hatefully, and walked away angrily.

The middle-aged scribe and the white-haired old man hurriedly chased after him.

The onlookers were a little sorry, and a good show came to an abrupt end.