Chapter 146: Torture and Killing
Antoine Walker has been crazy at the table for nearly 2 hours, in fact, the chips in front of him have not increased much, on the contrary, they have decreased slightly, and it is this state that makes Walker even more red-eyed, his bets on the stud table are getting bigger and bigger, and he follows everyone else's bets, and his own bets are 5550000 thrown on the table. For a while, the other gamblers were a little soft and folded one after another, which made Walker win several hands in a row, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud for a while.
"The most important thing in gambling is guts! When you have the guts, you win half the way, because you win not with cards, but with opponents, make your opponent feel timid, make him give up, and that's it, and the money on the table is all yours! Walker, who won this handful, spat at Joe Johnson on the side. This is Johnson's first time in such a big casino, and Walker, as a veteran driver, needs to guide this little brother.
Johnson's luck today is also good, he won some money in baccarat, and then played stud with Walker, each bet is very small, very cautious, and only bet big when there are good cards, but it is easy to be seen through by others, and he can't win a few dollars. Overall, it's the same as his style of play, very steady, and typical of having fun in the game. However, seeing that Walker continued to win money, his heart was also ready to move, thinking about learning from Walker, when to make the fraud bigger.
At this time, a middle-aged man sitting at the stud table decided to quit, he wore gold-rimmed glasses, his hair was thinning, because he had been gray and sweaty because of the continuous losses, and at this time he still had some chips in front of him, obviously for a gambler, as long as the chips were not used up, he would never leave the casino. But apparently he wanted to try his luck in other projects, in the face of an NBA star like Walker, the gap was too big, Walker didn't care about more than 100,000 or 200,000 dollars, but for this middle-aged man, tens of thousands of dollars might kill him.
Walker triumphantly lit a cigar. And give Johnson one, and swallow the clouds in front of the slightly dimly lit table, the vacancy left by the middle-aged man should be filled. At this time, Walker saw a man with dark glasses and a big beard sitting in the position of the middle-aged man just now, holding a pile of chips in his hand, which looked like about $60,000. This amount of money is indeed enough to go to the stud platform. The middle-aged man just now had only $50,000 in chips, and when he left, he lost to less than $10,000.
Walker sorted out his chips in front of him, counted about half a million dollars, double the amount he had when he first arrived, and wondered how long the new guy with $60,000 would last. In addition to the ups and downs of losing and winning, the attraction of gambling is that it will make people feel the pleasure of controlling other people's lives, watching some guys who are eager to gamble and turn over with the last chips holding the last chips, red eyes and hair and waiting for the moment when the cards are opened, or ecstasy or despair. The scenery between heaven and hell is breathtaking.
Anyway, Walker felt that he had already made money today, even if he lost some later, he could accept it, and he had already thought about leaving the casino after having fun, going to the hotel bar and pool to have fun, and taking Johnson and the others to see the beauty of the Golden God Hotel.
What Walker didn't notice, however, was that when the bearded man sat in his position, there were a few more black-clad casino staff around the table, and the number of staff patrolling the casino began to increase. I don't know what kind of big scene will happen next.
The dealer starts dealing cards after opening a new deck of cards and shuffling them in front of everyone, and the rules of Stud are simple. A face down card, the others are open cards, the person with the big card bets first, and the people at the table can decide how much to bet according to the situation of the card and the face card in their hand, call or give up. Walker's first card dealt was a King, face down. Then in the second round, he got another king. Walker felt confident that he was betting at the maximum of his face-up hand, starting with five thousand dollars. Then he noticed that the bearded man sitting opposite him didn't look at his hand and just chose to call.
There was a subtle hint of disdain on Walker's face, and by this time Joe Johnson had folded outright. Because he couldn't keep up with the chips in his hand. The others followed and folded, and in the third round, Walker was dealt a 2, and his heart was a little flustered, and the bearded man had the best hand, and he got an ace. At this time, the bearded man bet, and he did not hesitate to throw the $20,000 chip in his hand to the center of the table. More people began to fold, and Walker gritted his teeth and decided to keep going. In the fourth round, Walker got a 3, and the beard was a 5, and the beard continued to bet, and he pushed up another $20,000, leaving only Walker and the beard on the field.
Large-scale gambling at the Golden God Casino is not uncommon, and a million-dollar bet has also appeared, but on weekdays, a $20,000 stud game is also quite rare, and the onlookers are beginning to show excitement, they are eager to know the outcome of the game. Even if you can't enjoy the thrill of manipulating someone's life, it's enough to watch it for a lifetime.
The sweat on Walker's head had already come down, and the bearded man opposite him was wearing dark glasses, so he couldn't see his eyes at all, and there was no expression on his face, calm as a Buddha. Walker used his meager knowledge to get no information from the other party, and at this time the chips on the table were already more than 100,000 dollars, a large amount, and Walker was struggling. This is the most tiring part of gambling, one step of hell and one step of heaven, perhaps only in the face of the lore ball, the degree of emotional complexity will be greater than now. "I give up ......" Walker folded, which meant that the bearded man quadrupled his chips in just over two minutes after coming to the table, and the gamblers around him were amazed. Some whispered that if they were to take the chips and exchange them for cash right now, they would leave immediately, while others said that they would have a good time at the Golden God Hotel.
No one noticed that the manager on duty Doug Green, who was staring at the gambling table not far away, was already sweating, and he had just reported to the headquarters, saying that the bearded man who came to the casino was likely to be Fox Leon, and the manager's office quickly sent more people to the casino to prevent chaos and accidents caused by the large gambling scene attracting too many gamblers to watch, and at the same time, the Golden God Casino has called facial recognition experts to identify whether the bearded man is Fox Leon through high-definition video, if so, Then it is necessary to break the fortune and eliminate the disaster, send some money to Leon, and give this big Buddha away.
But until the result is in, the game continues.
Walker soon found himself dead, and Joe Johnson, who had been eager to try and move, found that he simply didn't have enough chips to lose. Joe Johnson, who originally wanted to increase the money in his hand several times, looked at the chips that had quickly shrunk to the starting amount, and he already had an impulsive devil in his heart and wanted to exchange for more chips. But when he looked up at the bearded man, he forced himself to calm down, and the guy opposite him was so godly. He doesn't win all the hand, but as long as he keeps playing the hand, he will almost certainly win in the end. So much so that later, as long as they see the bearded heel, everyone else will automatically give up, and only when the bearded man gives up, others will continue to play.
Walker didn't believe in evil, and he wanted to fight with the bearded, but he lost $500,000 to $300,000, then to $200,000, and finally even lost the first $200,000 in his hand. But gambling is like that, always feel that next time you will win, next time you can turn the tables, next time you can win back all the money you lost. Walker began to continue buying chips, and his credit card had an unlimited amount of money that he could keep swiping at the casino as long as he could afford it.
When Walker's losses had reached two million dollars, the red-eyed Walker burst out of the table, pulled out his credit card and shouted, "I want to change 10 million chips!" Win it back! Joe Johnson on the side hurriedly got up to stop him, and some other Celtics players had already heard the news and came to dissuade Walker, but Walker had lost his mind with red eyes.
That's when Doug Green appeared, he walked up to Walker and motioned for him to sit down with his hand on his shoulder, and then said to the bearded man: "Mr. Fox Leon, please end your game, maybe you want to teach your players a lesson, but I think they deserve a lesson." We're honored to have you here, but ...... You see, such a gamble has seriously affected the normal operation of the casino, and I hope you can understand. This time, we will redeem the chips you win at the casino and invite you to spend a day at the Golden God Hotel, all for free. Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Leon. “
As Green spoke, the table was already crowded with gamblers, and everyone stopped gambling, all of them came to see the stud duel between the bearded man and Walker, and there were quite a few people pouring in. Last year, Leon and Dennis Rodman came here to play 21 points, but the core casino was overwhelmed, and the dealer was almost hit headfirst on the corner of the table by playing, and then the casino people couldn't squeeze in, so they had to use their mobile phones to talk to Leon to solve the problem.
Hearing Green's words, Leon took off his glasses and tore off the beard stuck to his mouth, his eyes were as cold as ever, making Antoine Walker, Joe Johnson and others palpitate. They already knew that their manager was a great gambler, but they didn't expect to run into a head-on encounter in the casino and lose so badly.
Leon walked over to Walker, who was slumped in his chair, patted him on the head, and then said to all the Celtics players: "Come back with me, practice tonight, and I'm going to teach you how to gamble." (To be continued.) )