Low-level strategies

Before seeing it with his own eyes, Xiang Yun also thought of a lot of tricks. Genius remembers that although the first round of the game is a test of luck, there is also an element of dealer manipulation in the middle, if the gamblers are good at distributing bets, they may be able to make the dealer restricted everywhere.

But the plans she imagined, no matter how ingenious, were far less surprising than the scene in front of her. Because the strategy adopted by Ponytail at this time is really ......

Too mentally retarded. And it's too low-grade.

He took out thirty-five white chips and pressed them on the single number with the highest odds, except for the one that skipped the previous round. These white chips are the smallest denomination in the casino, each representing only 1,000, and it is rarely used in gambling games, and most of them are just thrown out as a small fee.

As soon as Ponytail took out his chips, the eyes of the people around him immediately showed a little disdain, and when they saw how he bet, some onlookers couldn't help laughing.

"The brain is in water, and there is no appearance."

I don't know who said it, and then a few disdainful sneers. Ponytail's approach at this time is like pressing down "big" and "small" at the same time in a game of dice, or buying all the number combinations directly when buying the lottery, on the surface he can be 100% sure of winning, but in reality, this is equal to 100% loss.

After all, the casino also charges a portion of the proceeds as a commission, which means that even if it can be paid back on the surface, it will actually lose this part of the commission.

And what these old gamblers look down on the most is actually his idea of placing bets. At this time, the ponytail was thirty-five squares, but he only let go of the one that had just been opened, and the meaning here could not be more obviousโ€”he did not think that the same number would be opened twice.

Not to mention how this one can help, this idea alone is ridiculous. Middle school students who have learned a little about probability know that there is no correlation between the two games in terms of probability, and these old gamblers have not seen the same result several times in a row. The practice of ponytails only proves that he is indeed a layman.

From this point of view, the reason why he was able to hit the range of one to three in the last game is just the legend that the god of gambling favors novices is working. And the 200,000 chips he put on the table at that time were the property of this kid. Although with the victory in the last game, this number has risen to more than 500,000, but this amount of money is not enough to even stuff his teeth at the gambling table, and Lu Jia threw it several times more than him just now.

It's just that everyone who is immersed in ridicule ignores how such a poor boy with only about 200,000 yuan, if he doesn't have a skill, can get on this ship?

Xiang Yun didn't forget. She always remembered the look in the other person's eyes on her, and the strange act that almost eliminated the breath before, which could never belong to a stupid person. At this time, his actions seem irrational at first glance, but there must be other purposes in them.

In any case, these can only be observed in the game.

"Then let's get started."

Xiang Yun toggled the turntable and let the ball start rolling just in time. None of the others bet during the process, so there was only a pile of white chips left on the table, which looked rather weird. Except for the ponytail staring nervously at the ball, everyone else had a look of waiting to see the show.

It's the same as the game just now, gambling money is about nobles and fortune. Lu Jia is undoubtedly a nobleman, so he bets that others follow, and even if he loses, he is willing. This young man didn't know where he came from, he didn't say anything, and he looked poor and sour, and most of the fortune was consumed in the game just now. Not to mention the ironclad loss in this game, the probability of not being able to do it is 1 in 36 that he will be bumped into, and everyone does not follow, but they are all waiting to see him lose the good show under almost pressure.

Of course, a small probability is a small probability, and this time the rolling ball ended up in the box of "No. 13", which was within the range of his bet. It's just that when he saw this result, someone in the crowd slapped his thigh hard, "I knew it would have been one more game." โ€

Lu Jia smiled and raised his hand, greeting in the direction of the speaker. "Number 13" is where he bet in the previous game, and if this result had come up earlier, everyone present would have won a lot of money. It can be seen that Lu Jia is indeed a nobleman, and he brought the position up with a bet, but the effect appeared a little later.

If it weren't for the ponytail's trouble, many of the people around him would have planned to continue to bet on that position, and when they saw this result, they couldn't help but sigh, and there was a little bit of complaint in their eyes when they looked at the young man.

Winning the game but losing the money is such a guy. At this time, the ponytail was stacked with the winning chips in front of him, but there were only thirty-four in total, and the one missing was the commission that was taken away by Xiang Yun.

Just looking at his expression, he looked like he was very happy.

"It's good to win. In this game, I'm going to put thirty-four numbers on it. He announced loudly, pulling out another stack of white chips, "But this time, I'm going to double down on two chips per square!" โ€

And so it was. Xiang Yun nodded silently in his heart, and at the same time felt a little regretful. To put it bluntly, this strategy of the other side is based on the principle that "the numbers will not be drawn repeatedly", which is to test first and then raise. Although the first game was guaranteed to lose, the second number was ruled out for him. He doubled down on thirty-four numbers for this hand, and at thirty-five times the odds, he would have won one grid of money if the final result landed on it - of course, those two chips would have been taken away by the casino as a rake, but at least in terms of the outcome of the game, he had achieved a break-even.

Then his strategy for the next game is not difficult to imagine. The bet amount is doubled again, the bet number is reduced by one more, and if it goes well, he can still make a profit after deducting the commission.

Although it is a very small family practice, it is so poor that the people around him can't help but show disdain, which is very different from the wide open and closed gambling method in this casino. But it has to be said that this practice of casting a wide net does have a high probability of making money. Although the profit is small, it is relatively stable, and if it goes well, the profit will gradually increase as he continues to raise.

"It's just that it depends on your luck." Someone in the crowd said something weird.

Ponytail turned his head and smiled over there, "No, these two numbers have just been opened, how can it be so soon?" โ€

The man who spoke only smirked. He was a staunch calculator and never believed in the superstitions of these gamblers. What if it's over? Each round is brand new, the probability of the ball falling is equal to each grid, and the opponent pressed down thirty-four of the thirty-six grids at this time, which at first glance seems to be the same as pressing, but if you want to calculate it carefully, there is a more than five percent probability that the gutter will capsize, although the probability is small, but it is not small enough to be ignored directly.

What's more, if the opponent's strategy continues, the part of the victory guarantee will be constantly weakened, and the probability of failure will increase, and sooner or later he will have to suffer a loss.

The man laughed and then stopped talking, waiting for the result.

Not only him, but everyone present at this time is waiting to see the results of his round. As Xiang Yun's slender hand toggled the wheel, the red and black discs began to rotate, and the small white balls rolled on it like elves, attracting everyone's attention.

Interestingly, just a minute ago, some of these people were still annoyed why they didn't insist on pressing on the "13th" that Lu Jia had pressed, and some insisted on arguing that the number that had been opened might have appeared again, but when it came time to open the game again, these people all chose to observe, and none of them bet.

It can be seen that no matter how many reasons are used to refuse, the concept of ponytail is always in everyone's heart.

It's just that the ensuing result shatters this concept in their hearts.

"How is that possible!"

Everyone exclaimed, and the biggest reaction among them was the pure calculation school just now. He stared at the white "13" under the ball, and couldn't say a complete word with his mouth wide open. When this kind of small probability event really happened in front of him, his mind became blank and he couldn't turn around.

Of course, in this case, there are also those voices of regret and regret. In the midst of this noise, the ponytail looked at the ball stiffly, and then slowly moved his gaze up, firmly locking on Xiang Yun's face. His characterless face was now full of resentment, and his eyes were chaotic, obviously having provoked the attack and destroyed his reason.

"You're out of the woods!" He said word for word.

Xiang Yun shrugged, looking disdainful of answering. As a dealer, there is no flaw in her reaction at this time, after all, this kind of customer who can't afford to lose is every day, and a normal dealer should not say anything about it.

But the other party is right, she is indeed out of the thousand. This game and the "No. 13" in the previous game are the result of Xiang Yun's deliberate manipulation of the mechanism, and the last game was a test for her to familiarize herself with the operation of the mechanism and confirm her level, but this round was her intention to create an extreme situation and spy on the true face of this person.

Anger is undoubtedly one of those intense emotions that can shatter the cover-up.

"Again."

The man tried to stay calm, but he couldn't control the tremor of his voice. He took the chips out of his pocket, but this time they weren't white. Sharp-eyed onlookers could see that these large and small chips added up to about five or six hundred thousand, which was exactly the part of the chips that the ponytail had won back in the hands of the dealer before.

"I'll bet on these again, and I'll bet on chips other than 'No. 13'!" He slapped the chips on the table and glared at Xiang Yun angrily, "Okay, let's get started!" โ€

Xiang Yun looked around at everyone lightly, and after confirming that no one wanted to bet anymore, he routinely turned the dial. Her movements seemed to be light and breezy, but the slight tremor on her fingertips still revealed her nervousness.

Not only her, but the people around her were also more nervous than they were in the game just now. Although the probability is almost impossible, most people have a very strange feeling - this time the number is still "13".

It's a gambler's intuition, a sixth sense that follows fortune. Looking at the ponytail that had lost his mind because of anger, these veterans could feel that the good fortune that had helped him win five or six hundred thousand yuan just now had now left him. As for the probability of "13", is it two percent or three percent? It doesn't matter anymore.

Only Xiang Yun knew that this probability was 100 percent.

She stared at the roulette, and with a flick of her fingers from the audience, the mechanism activated as usual. She's practiced twice and with her qualifications she can do exactly what she can do in control positions. And those onlookers have their own distracting thoughts, and the ponytail has also lost its normal heart because of anger, and they don't have the eye to find the mechanism at this time.

Foolproof, this will be the final blow to shatter the opponent's emotional defense.

However, at this moment, Xiang Yun suddenly heard a calm voice.

"What do you think is the chance of opening another thirteen this time?"

She looked up in surprise, but saw the ponytail folding his hands on the table, holding his chin, and looking at Xiang Yun with a smile like that. The eyes that had been carried away by anger were now regained their brilliance, and even a little more cunning.

"100 percent, I guess." He laughed.

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