"Pink Horse, which one I haven't tasted?"

Dinglaj's short body stood on the chair, and he frothed at the mouth, and the guests at several tables nearby listened attentively: "If you have to say which one tastes the best, it must be Tracey, that figure...... Tsk, but Tracey's appearance is a little worse. ”

"The most beautiful is still the elf Amanda, but it's a pity that she can't live!"

Ding Raj shook his head with regret on his face, "Amanda has no professionalism, I inquired, she has been in this industry for more than 80 years, and her skills are still poor, not as good as a teenage girl, wasting her beautiful face." ”

"Yes......" someone agreed.

"She also refuses to go with other women, and she can't stay overnight, phew!" a client of five big and three rough people slapped the table to express dissatisfaction.

A middle-aged man at the same table as Ding Laji said: "Who made her an elf, just with this identity, eight gold shields a night is quite cheap." ”

A large group of men chatted enthusiastically, the wine in their hands did not stop, and a few of them drank, and they almost didn't do anything to fight for which prostitute had the best skills.

Dinkraj is an expert on this.

He is very eloquent, and a few words can win everyone's approval and settle disputes.

Wren listened with great interest, and he walked slowly up to the third floor, the highest floor of the tavern, designed as an open platform, with a wide view of the bustling pedestrians on the street, and not far away was the main entrance of the Hammer Arena, which was considered the best location on the entire road.

There are more than a dozen tables on the platform, almost all of them full.

Most of the customers are transcendental, and they are either drinking and playing cards or bragging.

Wren didn't want to make contact with Din Raj, and was ready to find an empty seat to sit down and rest, and by the way, he continued to look for his target with his soul eye.

"The Witcher. ”

Din Raj stopped talking, suddenly looked over, and shouted, "Please come and sit here." ”

Wren was sure that he was calling himself, because he was the only one here who was a witcher, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could it be that Dinglagi saw something flawed?

His gaze swept over the platform, but he couldn't find a vacant seat, so he went over and sat down.

The table was located at the edge of the railing, the best position to overlook most of the street, and there was only a middle-aged man dressed as a mercenary, with black head and black hair, a stubble on his chin, a lean body, a fierce appearance like a hungry wolf, and a long sword hanging from his waist.

Wren glanced at him, this was a high-level Wind Demon swordsman.

"Thank you. ”

Wren thanked in a deep voice, his face indifferent.

"You're welcome. Ding Laji sat back in his chair, poured a large sip of spirits, grabbed a stack of Ten Thousand Souls cards and shuffled them quickly, and called out pleasantly: "Paulin, one more game, today I will lose you even in your underwear." ”

"Come on. ”

The high-ranking magic swordsman called Bolin snorted, "You pervert, you don't even let go of a man's underwear, stay away from me in the future." ”

The two played all the magic cards and ignored Wren.

Wren called the waiter and ordered a beer, then looked down the street and continued to observe.

Soon, the hand is over.

"Haha, give the money!" Ding Laji laughed arrogantly, "Lao Tzu touched the corner of the skirt of the goddess of luck today, not only took over a big business, but also got better in playing cards, no matter how you play, you can turn the tables, hahahaha......"

"Shit luck!"

Reluctantly, Pauline took out two golden shields and threw them to Din Laj: "One more game." ”

Half an hour later.

"Damn, are you cheating?" Pauline's face turned red, he had lost five or six games in a row, and he had already lost a dozen gold shields to Ding Laji.

Ding Laji shrugged his shoulders and looked proud: "Lao Tzu said that he was lucky today, but you don't believe it." ”

"Don't play!" Pollin threw the cards on the table and began to drink.

Wren watched silently, he saw very clearly, Ding Raj did not cheat, his hand skills are actually very good, and he is indeed lucky, there are a few headwinds that he is about to lose, and suddenly draws a good hand, instantly reverses the situation, and finally wins.

The rules of the game are complex and the technique is very important.

However, when the card skills reach a very high level, the strength of the two sides is equal, and the card quality is similar, the competition is not only card skills, but also luck.

Sometimes a single card can turn the table.

Pauline scolded cheating, but in fact, he knew that his skills and luck were not as good as others, and he didn't really want to fight with Dinkraghi.

Judging from the soul state of the two, they have a good relationship and can be regarded as friends.

Ding Laji was stunned for a while, poured most of the wine in one go, suddenly looked at Wren who was sitting next to him, and asked, "Demon Hunter, what's your name?"

"Van Helsing. Wren replied succinctly.

"Do you know how to play cards?" asked Din Raj expectantly, "Would you like to play a few games with me?"

Wren was slightly stunned.

This guy took his own task, and instead of tracking down the necromancer, he sat here drinking and playing cards, what kind of fame was he doing?

The Soul Eye penetrated into Din Raj's mind and saw his soul state, in which an element was flickering and constantly running.

Wren saw this element clearly, and suddenly his heart suddenly changed.

An expression of unknown meaning appeared on his cold face, and he replied succinctly: "I can play, but I don't have cards." ”

"It's okay, I have a lot of spare cards, I can lend you a deck first. Dinkraj enthusiastically took out several stacks of cards from his pocket, about one or two hundred, many of which were blue rare cards, and even two or three purple epic cards, which he had obviously carefully collected.

"Good. Wren did not refuse.

Anyway, it's idle, playing cards doesn't affect your ability to detect pedestrians, just keep watching.

To play a game of all magic cards, each person needs at least sixty cards to form a deck, also known as the pot, and each round draws a card from the pot, enters the hand, and can be played.

Cards are divided into followers, equipment, spells, props, and weather according to their effects.

The rarer the card, the better it works.

The rules are simple, with both players taking turns playing their cards, players have a starting amount of health, and the opponent is attacked by a variety of attacks, and whoever can zero out their opponent's health first wins.

Wren is familiar with all the magic cards.

Last year at the Basil Hotel, he had seen Roger and Zoltan play too many games, never eaten pork and seen pigs run away.

And in the previous life, there were several similar card games, which were not unfamiliar to play.

Wren was looking through Dinkraghi's library while thinking about Roger's deck, he had a good memory and a few photos on his phone, and decided to learn a routine played by Roger.

In less than two minutes, he had picked sixty cards.

This deck is made up entirely of white commons and blue rares, and it looks mediocre and has no outstanding merits, but it has a wide range of applications and can handle most situations, and if played well, it won't be much worse than those powerful decks.

However, the premise of playing well is that you are good at calculations and have extremely high requirements for memory.

You must remember each card of your opponent, the order in which the cards are played, what cards may be next time, and what the probability is, all of which must be calculated clearly, and there can be no mistakes.

This game is a great test of skill and memory, and reduces the luck component.

Din Raj looked at Wren's deck, but didn't pay attention to it, and couldn't wait to roll the dice to open the cards.

"Wait. Wren sat still.

"What's wrong?"

"How much is a game?" Wren asked, there is no such thing as not gambling money, just betting big and small.

Ding Laji thought that Wren didn't want to play too big, and said: "I usually have two gold guilders per game, if you think it's too much, you can reduce it to one gold guil, and thirty silver crowns is fine." ”

"No," Wren shook his head, "ten gold shields in one game." ”

Ding Laji was stunned on his face, he had always spent lavishly, but he rarely played such a big game in a card game, and he couldn't help but hesitate, and his heart was a little surprised.

Wren doesn't even have a card, so he should be a novice, but his expression is indifferent.

"Ten gold shields will do. Dinkraj gritted his teeth and agreed, trusting his luck today, even if the master players came.

Paulin, who was watching the play next to him, also came to the spirit and watched it seriously.

The game begins.

A few minutes later, Wren punched a blue card out of his hand, put it on the table in front of him, and said calmly: "I won." ”

"Huh?" Ding Raj was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

He scratched his messy hair, his face dazed, and he didn't understand how he had lost.

This game is really aggrieved, from beginning to end in the control of the opponent, as if no matter what cards they play, they can always be expected by the opponent in advance, and they have made corresponding preparations.

Even the powerful purple epic cards have been dissolved.

"You're playing your cards too well. Ding Laji smiled reluctantly, already vigilant, this guy is at least a master player!

Wren nodded in acquiescence and reached out.

Ding Laji was reluctant to take out ten golden shields, and shouted unwillingly: "One more game." ”

"Hmm. Wren was secretly refreshed and reshuffled the cards.

His poker skills can only be considered mid-to-top, but he has a mutated phone, and every card played by Din Laj is recorded, and then compared with his deck, open the calculator, and instantly calculate the probability of the next card being drawn, as well as the opponent's hand and the possibility of playing cards.

The card recorder plus the calculation plug-in, unless the luck is extremely bad, it is difficult to lose.

In the second game, Din Lagi lost faster.

The process of losing the cards was almost the same as in the previous hand, and the luck was even worse, not drawing the right cards, and only holding out for less than three minutes before surrendering.

"Come again. Ding Raj took out ten golden shields, looking unbelieving.

Wren calmly accepted the money, and his heart was actually happy.

It's so much fun to play cards!

In less than half an hour, the two played five rounds, and Wren won them all, winning fifty gold guilders from Din Laj.

Din Laj's heart was dripping blood, but he was helpless.

He lost badly in every game, the best time, luck was already on his side, the opponent only had a trace of blood left, as long as he touched it again, he could win, but this time it was as unattainable as a moat, and he watched his blood bottom out.

He also tried to change his deck and use different playing routines, but the result was no different, and he still lost.

This witcher named Van Helsing only used one civilian deck from beginning to end, and when he played cards, his face did not change in the slightest, and he couldn't guess his mind at all.

It's rare to meet such a great player, and Din Laj is not discouraged, but rather inspired.

He fumbled to his empty wallet and wanted to play again, but found that there was no money.

"Uh......" Ding Laji said a little embarrassed, "let's play here today, play next time, play next time." ”

Wren guessed that he had no money, but he was reluctant to let him go: "Twenty gold guilders, sell me the card." ”

The sixty cards in his hand were not particularly expensive, and the total value was less than ten gold guilders, which could be bought at any branch of the Alchemy Society.

Anyway, the wool comes out of the sheep, and the money to buy the brand can be brought back from Ding Laji.

"Yes. ”

Ding Laji was worried about running out of money, so he happily sold the card and exchanged it for twenty gold shields.

Ten minutes later, the twenty gold shields were back in Wren's hands.

With a sad face, Din Raj poured the rest of the wine into his mouth, but he almost choked himself.

"Hahaha......" Pauline, who had been watching for a long time, laughed and gloated, "I see that what you touched today is not the corner of Lady Luck's skirt, but Ms. Doom's Naiko, you lost very well, right?"

He leaned back with a smile that even burst into tears.

", don't laugh at Lao Tzu!"

Ding Laji scolded angrily, his eyes returned to Wren, and he couldn't help asking: "Van Helsing, how do you play your cards, why do I always feel a little worse?"

Wren smiled faintly and said a rare long sentence: "Playing cards is not about skill, not luck." ”

Of course, it's even better to have a plug-in.

Din Raj was very depressed, and this was equivalent to not saying it.

Wren took the cards in his hand, flipped up and down, shuffled the cards with one hand, and looked dazzled, he finally experienced the joy of playing cards.

Winning or losing is still secondary, and when you win, it feels so cool to see the opponent's aggrieved expression!

It's a pity that Van Helsing's character is silent, otherwise it would be more refreshing to taunt while playing cards.

It's no wonder that Roger and Zoltan play cards day and night, and the next time you see them, be sure to take a good look at them and see their poker skills.

Wren felt unsatisfied, so he looked at Pauline, "Do you want to play?"

Bolin was a little moved, his hands were itchy, and he thought about it for a while and said: "Ten gold shields is too high, twenty silver crowns in a game, I'll play with you." ”

"Okay. ”

Wren nodded in agreement, he didn't really want to win much money, as long as he could play cards.

Before he knew it, he played dozens of hands, and despite the small stakes, Pauline lost all his money. In so many games, he only won against Rennes twice, and the others lost badly.

"Don't play, don't play. Pollin put away his cards and lost pale.

Wren was in high spirits and not yet happy.

He looked up and saw that most of the guests on the tavern platform had gone, and the pedestrians on the street had become scarce, and it was already late at night.

"Damn, it's so late!" Wren's eyes froze, what was he doing tonight?