If it weren't for the entrustment over there...... Brother Yang gritted his teeth and looked at Zhen Jiabao's clumsy washing pa:n&039;j-i technique, endure!

After Zhen Jiabao shuffled the cards, he took them in his hand and stood opposite Brother Yang, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"I haven't finished the rules of the game just now - our bet will be set to a best-of-three system, what do you think?"

Zhen Jiabao put forward his suggestions to Brother Yang with a sincere face, and Brother Yang naturally couldn't say anything about Zhen Jiabao's suggestions.

"Since Miss Zhen has this idea, I have nothing to object to."

Anyway, no matter how you set the rules, you are the one who loses.

Brother Yang's eyelids drooped, looking at the lines decorated on the edge of the table, silently adding in his heart.

Zhen Jiabao actually has no bottom in his heart now, but since Brother Yang has made what he said clearly, Zhen Jiabao understands that even if he moves out of Helian Quan's identity, he can't let him tell the person behind the murder of Li Zhiming's company.

So Zhen Jiabao can only seize this opportunity to try to get a chance for Brother Yang to open his mouth by gambling games, as for whether this opportunity can fall into Zhen Jiabao's hands-

Zhen Jiabao clenched the cards in his hand and pursed his lips.

It's up to your luck.

Zhen Jiabao exhaled heavily after being mentally prepared, and then put the cards in his hand on the table and flattened them.

The ratio of size that Zhen Jiabao and Brother Yang said is the most inconspicuous one in the gambling game, but it is also the fastest to win or lose.

At the beginning of the game, everyone is divided into three cards in their hands, and these three cards can be divided into different patterns such as straight flush and straight.

The player can choose to increase or follow the cards after seeing the cards in his hand, which tests the psychological quality of the player.

In Zhen Jiabao and Brother Yang's gambling game today, there is obviously no such thing as adding chips, so the only thing that can compete between the two is psychological quality.

Zhen Jiabao dealt three cards to Brother Yang and himself in turn, and then sat back in his seat, took the three cards in his hand and looked at them nervously.

Although Zhen Jiabao had tried very hard to suppress his expression, after seeing the cards in his hand, Zhen Jiabao couldn't help but show a trace of disappointment in the corners of his eyes.

Brother Yang, who was sitting opposite Zhen Jiabao, just glanced at the cards in his hand lightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile of victory.

Zhen Jiabao pursed his lips.

Compare the size of this game is actually to choose whether to show their own cards, if you have confidence in your own cards you can choose to show cards, but if you feel that your cards are not as good as the opposite side can also choose to admit defeat.

The cards in Zhen Jiabao's hand are not good, there is no special suit, and the cards are very small.

Zhen Jiabao held the three cards tightly in his hand, looked at the confident smile on Brother Yang's face on the opposite side, and the new one spread the three cards in his hand viciously on the table.

"I'm showing my cards."

Since it was just a gamble between Zhen Jiabao and Brother Yang, there were naturally not so many twists and turns, and as soon as Zhen Jiabao spread the cards, Brother Yang saw the three cards in Zhen Jiabao's hand.

It was really not good, Brother Yang slowly put the three cards in his hand on the table, and Zhen Jiabao looked at it and saw that there were two identical cards.

If it weren't for Zhen Jiabao's own hand-issued cards, I'm afraid it would be time to wonder if someone had secretly made a thousand - but Zhen Jiabao was sure that he didn't do anything in the process of shuffling and dealing cards - not to mention that if Zhen Jiabao had such a skill, he should also use it for himself.

So Zhen Jiabao can only secretly hate

Why did he give such a good card to Brother Yang with these hands, but the cards he gave himself were so unsightly.

Zhen Jiabao didn't care what the occasion was now, and wrinkled his face in anger, and his snow-white and pink face looked like a small bun.

Brother Yang has been mixed in such a complex occasion for many years, and he is already a cold-hearted person, and he can't help but be a little shaken when he sees Zhen Jiabao's cute appearance.

If you want to say that the good-looking people in the casino actually grab a lot of them, or how to talk about the sound of dogs and horses, how can these gamblers who will spend a lot of money in the casino only like du&039;b0, so the casino will naturally work beauty in order to cater to their minds.

But those beauties who are clearly marked with prices look glamorous, but after all, they are less agile, Brother Yang looked at Zhen Jiabao with an undisguised smile, although he was not tempting, but he still silently calculated in his heart whether to cultivate some different styles of beauties in the casino.

But to develop a character like Zhen Jiabao, it still takes the right time and place - Zhen Jiabao has a good family background, and later Helian Quan was by her side to overcome obstacles, and until now she has not really come into contact with the dark side of society, so she can be so sunny.

After all, I can't envy it......

Brother Yang's dreadiness was only for a moment, but in a few seconds, he retracted his mind and waited for the next gamble.

But Zhen Jiabao was in a hurry to go to the doctor, and became a little superstitious.

Brother Yang looked at Zhen Jiabao and didn't react for a long time, and couldn't help but ask, Zhen Jiabao raised his little head as if he had reacted.

"Please wait a while, Mr. Yang, and I'll wash my hands."

Zhen Jiabao turned around with a high-spirited face, and walked towards the bathroom that came with the private room with a calm expression on his face.

Zhen Jiabao firmly believes in this concept in his heart, and feels that as long as he washes his hands, he will be able to wash away the bad luck on his body.

As long as you change your luck, you will definitely draw a straight flush next.

Zhen Jiabao secretly cheered himself up in his heart, and he couldn't say that he wasn't anxious.

After all, the best-of-three game has already lost once, if any of the next two games Zhen Jiabao still draws a bad card -

It's a joke to come here today and spend a lot of money.

After Zhen Jiabao walked into the brightly lit and ornately decorated bathroom, he turned on the faucet and rubbed his hands seriously under the rushing water.

The hand sanitizer next to her was viciously pressed by Zhen Jiabao and two pumps came out, emitting a lemon fragrance in her palms, and was washed down with the water after foaming all over her palms.

Zhen Jiabao washed his hands for a whole minute, and the cold water washed over the palms and backs of Zhen Jiabao's hands, which finally calmed Zhen Jiabao's anxious mood a little.

Finally feeling that his goal of changing his luck had almost been achieved, Zhen Jiabao finally closed the faucet and shook his hand, looked at his reflection in the mirror opposite, and took two deep breaths of air with the fragrance of roses.

"Zhen Jiabao, believe in yourself, you will definitely be able to."

Zhen Jiabao made a triumphant gesture to the mirror and cheered himself on.

Brother Yang watched Zhen Jiabao come out of the bathroom, and the momentum on his body obviously changed, and he was a little discouraged, but he was just washing his hands and was full of fighting spirit.

It's just that no matter how much fighting spirit you have, you can't avoid losing today

Brother Yang didn't care what kind of psychological construction Zhen Jiabao had done for himself, after all, even if he couldn't make a thousand brothers, he could be sure that with his experience for so many years, he could completely suppress Zhen Jiabao at the poker table.

After Zhen Jiabao washed his hands, he raised a lot of confidence in the matter of dealing cards, as if he had forgotten how bad the cards he had given himself before, and he smiled brightly.

As long as I am grateful when the cards are dealt, the god of luck will definitely favor me.

Zhen Jiabao kept hinting in his heart that he would definitely draw a good card this time, and after the cards were dealt, he sat in his seat and first closed his eyes and crossed his hands in prayer for two seconds.

Then, with an expectant and studently look on his face, Zhen Jiabao picked up the three cards in front of him.

Sure enough, the cards are good - Zhen Jiabao almost cheered at a glance just by looking at the cards in his hand.

Zhen Jiabao drew a straight card, although it was not a straight flush, but it also had a high value in this game.

Zhen Jiabao put his cards back on the table, and looked at Brother Yang triumphantly on the opposite side, unable to see his happy and angry face.

This is Brother Yang's consistent performance at the poker table, no matter what cards in his hand can not be too happy or disappointed, to know that joy and anger are invisible, but it is very important in the game.

But this kind of mood and anger is invisible, in Zhen Jiabao's opinion, it is completely dissatisfied with the cards in his hand, Zhen Jiabao after looking at the cards in his hand has not felt that Brother Yang still has the possibility of winning himself.

In fact, the cards in Brother Yang's hand are indeed not very good, they are three cards that have nothing to do with each other at all, and the ranks are very small.

It must be dwarfed by Zhen Jiabao - Brother Yang looked at Zhen Jiabao's elated expression and knew that the cards in her hand were good, so he simply put his cards on the table.

"I'll throw in the towel."

Brother Yang admits defeat and recognizes it confidently and does not feel any shame at all, Zhen Jiabao didn't expect that he could win this game so easily, and he couldn't help but praise himself in his heart.

The idea of going to wash your hands just now was really right, otherwise how could you win a game just after washing your hands.

Zhen Jiabao covered his hands on his face, smelling the smell of hand sanitizer that had not been dissipated, and only felt that the somewhat pungent smell had become intoxicating.

Afraid that his luck that he had just improved would become bad with the passage of time, Zhen Jiabao was in a hurry to start the last game of gambling without showing his cards at all.

This final gamble is very important, determining whether Zhen Jiabao can bring Li Yu back from the casino.

Therefore, before the dealt, Zhen Jiabao also deliberately worshiped the gods and Buddhas of the Quartet, and all the Amitabha Buddha and Amen recited it all, and no matter which way the gods of the East and the West can be said to have not let go.

After reciting almost all the gods in his impression, Zhen Jiabao picked up the cards and dealt three cards to himself and Brother Yang.

Brother Yang has been watching Zhen Jiabao's operation speechlessly on the other side, and he only thinks that this little girl is simply stupid and a little cute.

Things like praying to the gods and worshiping the Buddha Brother Yang stopped doing many years ago - although it is already customary to worship the gods in the casino, Brother Yang never believed that the gods would favor them for such a shady livelihood.

Therefore, the so-called offering is just to give yourself some psychological comfort, and to win money in a casino is still relying on those unpopular means after all.

But looking at Zhen Jiabao's elated appearance, Brother Yang did not interrupt, let alone ridicule.

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