"Your soul doesn't belong to you, so what qualifies you to be a bargaining chip?"

Luke put his arms around Miss Succubus, who swaggered to the next table with a tray full of chips.

He didn't even look squarely at the devil's minions who lost all their chips, a winner's contempt for losers.

"And, no matter how many rounds you play, you're no match for me."

Luke spoke in a standard villain tone with mockery.

The gambling game of human beings is not difficult for him in the slightest.

Hashem's proud reading and card counting are nothing in front of Superman.

Not to mention the ridiculously low probability of a royal flush, if Luke wanted to, he could play ten of these all-round cards in a row.

Besides, his super eyesight can see his opponent's hole cards clearly.

You can't beat me when it comes to Texas Hold'em.jpg

Luke was tempted to throw a meme at him.

"Blackjack."

Away from the Texas Hold'em table, he began to plague the next place.

Only a desperate and depressed subordinate was left behind.

"If Mephisto doesn't come out, I'll win every table."

That's what Luke thinks, anyway, in order to cut leeks, the old devil's casino doesn't limit the amount of bets at all.

Theoretically, as long as he wins fast enough and enough chips, he can get the Hell Hotel out of business.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this gentleman will pay for all the expenses tonight!"

Luke walked halfway and whispered a few words in Miss Succubus's ear.

The latter relayed the original words, which immediately caused cheers within the casino.

One of the easiest words in the world to gain the favor of others is "treat".

And one of the easiest things to do is "white prostitution".

Hearing that someone is paying for the consumption, the customers who come in to have fun flock to the buffet table.

Before they realized that they would never be able to leave the hotel if they didn't earn enough soul chips.

"Have fun."

Like a big high roller, Luke throws a lot of red and white chips.

Once again, a large crowd gathered around to scramble, and he sat down at the blackjack table with Miss Succubus in his arms.

Due to the previous performances, the chips were wildly won. spent a lot of money, so that Luke at this time had the aura of a gambling god.

Not only did the guests next to him take the initiative to give up the space, but even the sexy dealer who dealt the cards was a little shaky.

With a relaxed smile on his lips, Luke pushed out all the chips in the tray and said softly, "Let's get started." ”

This calm appearance of the light breeze made the succubus lady snuggled next to her heart bloom, and her eyes were full of stars.

She couldn't help but lean closer, her slender tail flicking back and forth.

Luke didn't squint, his attention was fixed on the table.

He wasn't interested in Miss Succubus, who was smiling from ear to ear, and even in a friendly match, the contestants had to be on the same level as the Queen of Hell's Border.

……

……

"Mondus, how many more wins has he?"

Sitting on the top floor, looking at Mephisto in the casino, there was no joy or anger on his face.

"This human, he's won seventeen in a row, and every time it's exactly ...... Blackjack. ”

Even through the phone line, Mondes could feel the anger boiling in the helllord's heart.

This kind of smashing behavior, even if it is placed in the world, will provoke the "serious warning" of the casino.

What's more, the boss behind the Hell Hotel is Mephisto, an old devil with absolutely no mercy or mercy.

"Heh, it's all blackjack...... That's pretty arrogant. ”

Mephisto's tone was soft, but the more he did, the more anger built up in him.

The rules of the game of blackjack are very simple, let the sum of the cards in your hand not exceed blackjack and try to be bigger than others.

Normally, the player will continue to draw cards when the sum of the points is 4-8.

At 17 points and above, no more cards are drawn, fearing that they will "blow up" - even if the number of points exceeds twenty-one.

If someone can win seventeen in a row, maybe it can be attributed to good technique and good luck.

But on top of that, not only do you win in a row, but you also put exactly blackjack – which is also a kill-and-kill hand, just like the Royal Flush of Texas Hold'em.

As long as you get it, you will win.

The disadvantage is that it is difficult and risky.

When the hand reaches 19 points, the chance of "bursting" increases indefinitely.

To just make up for blackjack, Mondes couldn't think of any other way than to use cheating.

"It's time to meet this guest, lest I be called inhospitable at the Hotel of Hell."

Mephisto hung up the phone and stood up. happy

A smile erupted from the owl's face, and the infernal flames that lingered on its body turned into a red suit.

He built the Hell Hotel on earth to harvest more souls.

But Luke's appearance made the old devil's plan stall a little.

Play Texas Hold'em with a royal flush.

Play blackjack and put all the blackjacks – the sum of the two cards in your hand adds up to 21 points, such as an ace and a face card or a 10.

This is simply pointing at the nose of the casino owner and saying, Ye is cheating, what can you do?

Mephisto has never been a good-natured devil, and some people have offended him before.

Except for the previous generation of Supreme Mages, this generation of Supreme Mages, and the next generation of Supreme Mages, those guys are dead.

With the silver skull cane in hand, Mephisto made his way to the casino.

He walked straight to the blackjack table, looked at Luke and said, "I'd like to play a few games with you." ”

"Okay."

Luke nodded in agreement.

After receiving the authority of Seth, the god of death, his glittering soul light like a firefly in the dark night can finally be hidden.

Otherwise, the old devil would not think of himself as a human who smashes the field.

If he could see the light of his soul, Mephisto should seriously reflect on it at this time.

What did he do to provoke the evil star in front of him.

"How about a stud to decide the winner?"

Mephisto snapped his fingers, and the waiter behind him pushed a cart with blue chips that filled the entire table.

"No problem, I love the thrill of playing, too."

Luke nodded again, seemingly unaware that Miss Succubus, who was sitting next to him, had gradually distanced herself from him.

Crash!

Stacks of blue chips are pushed into the middle of the table, and there are one fresh soul after another.

"Two for the player and two for the banker."

The choppy sexy dealer with a slightly trembling hand that deals the cards.

"Looks like you're confident in yourself?"

Mephisto glanced at his exposed and hidden cards, and took a sip of the red wine that had been served.

"I just feel that tonight's lady luck always seems to be on my side."

Luke smiled slightly, he couldn't read the old devil's hand clearly.

A thick pitch-black flame enveloped the area he was in.

It seems that the Lord of Hell has sensed that the methods used by Luke may not be "cheating" in the usual sense.

"Let's have a showdown."

Mephisto, who confirmed that he would no longer take cards, looked confident that he would win.

In his long life, he also used to indulge in gambling games invented by humans.

In other words, this old devil is actually a veteran gambling dog.

"Nineteen! What do you use to win me? ”

Mephisto turned over his face card, and when added to the value of the face card, it was exactly nineteen.

It's just a little bit away from being blown out.

The old devil stared at Luke the whole time, and did not notice anything unusual about the other party.

No one can cheat in front of themselves without being detected!

Mephisto was convinced of this.

In addition, Luke only needs to play cards once, and roughly estimates the sum of his points, which is probably between 8-10.

It's a win!

"If you can get rid of my nineteen in seconds, I'll eat this table on the spot!"

The old devil said with a sneer.

There was a flash of fire in his eyes, and he could see through Luke's hand.

Sure enough, yes!

It's only ten points in total!

"That's what you said, Lord Mephisto."

The corners of Luke's mouth curled up and he spread out all the cards in his hand.

"Excuse me, blackjack."

I'm being calculated?!

Mephisto reacted, his eyes filled with the flames of hell and stared fiercely at Luke, who had become the winner.

"Who the hell are you?"

The old devil asked with a gloomy face.