The young man threw out his money bag expressionlessly, and the mustachioed man caught it.

"A lot of gold. "But it's not as rewarding as the victory over a psychic mancer." ”

"You're going to keep me entertained all day," he said mockingly, in a mocking tone, "thank you, sir." ”

Muhati looked at him coldly and turned back to Aisha and whispered. "I never asked you for anything, did I. ”

"That doesn't mean I'm obligated to promise you anything. Aisha persuaded, leaning down and whispering in her ear, "Give up, you can't see through him, and so will I." ”

"He can't see through me. Muhathir was noncommittal, "I still have some confidence in hiding my thoughts, and I am only on the same terms as him." ”

"He's a professional gambler, and you didn't know anything about the game until half an hourglass. Where are the conditions equal for young children facing giants?"

"Believe me, I have a way to reverse it. His experience will kill him. Muhadi replied, seeing that Aisha was still a little hesitant, and emphasized. "I vouch for my honor as a psychic warlock and samurai, and I won't let you lose anything. ”

When it came to this, Aisha finally gave up continuing to dissuade the young man, and just said, "...... All right...... I borrowed you first, but not for your honor, but for you. ”

She pulled out her purse and handed it to Muhati from behind. After the latter took it, she checked it, and now the girl has a lot of money, no less than before.

"As recently as last night, I never dared to expect that one day I would be able to humiliate two psychic sorcerers in one day. The bearded man adjusted his sitting position, trying to sit more comfortably. He was constantly sarcastic in an attempt to provoke the other party.

Anger stifles judgment, and it is unlikely that a properly trained psychic would be allowed to appear on such an occasion.

"I'll remember you. Muhati motioned to the dealer to continue, "When you lose everything, I'll give it back to you." ”

"A lot of people have scared me so much......" Mustache took the dealer's hole cards, "...... Now these people are half rotten in the sand, and half are forced to sell themselves into slavery or go to the iron mines to work as coolies. ”

Muhati didn't continue to ignore him, but took his hole cards indifferently without looking at them.

"Everybody's starting to bet!" said the grumpy dealer. The Crystal Spider Casino in Kulesum was crowded with idlers, and at this time, many humans and elves gathered around this table, pointing at it without respect.

One by one, the gamblers begin to place their bets...... Or fold. The mustachioed man chose to call, without adding any more gold, and then he restored his iron-faced skin, which did not show a hint of affection, and waited quietly for Muhadi to move.

When it was the boy's turn, he paused and spat out two words in a categorical manner: "Fold the cards!"

"I noticed that you didn't even look at your hole cards. The opponent spoke.

"I don't need to look at it. Muhathir explained coldly, "Then you won't be able to see any pattern in my raise or call." ”

Although this game is gambling, there is still a lot of skill involved. Although Muhadi can perfectly hide his feelings, experienced veterans can still judge some information from other people's bets, followers, etc. Rookies can't wait to place heavy bets when they have a big card in hand, and then the old and spicy players will pull out in time, so that they only make a small amount of money.

Some people are more secretive when it comes to betting and folding, but some players can still catch some patterns after observing them for a while.

Muhadi had never played the game before, so he was naturally a novice, and his training made him look unfazed. But when it comes to betting and calling, his educational background allows him to choose the appropriate raise based on the probability of winning, and in this kind of game, thinking completely rationally means that your behavior can be predicted.

"I don't even look at my hole cards...... Tsk, how are you going to win me?"

"By luck. "From this one point on, I didn't look at the hole cards at all, and decided at will whether to follow or not." Let luck determine whether I win or lose. ”

"You think you're lucky?" asked the mustachioed man dismissively. Aisha looked at Muhathir worriedly, not knowing what he had in mind.

"I thought you were unlucky enough to meet me. ”

"Hahahaha. The man laughed, "I have to admit that you kid has a talent for being funny. I take back the preface, you won't be reduced to going to the iron mine to make money, going to the circus is more suitable for you!"

Muhathir folded early, and the remaining gamblers finished the game. This one, an old elf woman with a tired look won in the end, and she had a pair of witch king's hole cards. The mustachioed man seemed keenly aware of the fact that the old woman's hole cards were large, and after playing the second community card, he chose to fold and withdraw, so there was almost no loss.

The next few rounds were lackluster, with Muhathir choosing to follow or not at random, leaving all punters unsure of what he would do. In these games, some people lose, some people win, and the mustachioed man wins the most. Two of the gamblers at the table had been drained to the last of their legs, and collapsed in their chairs as if they had been completely crushed, so much so that it was up to the casino guards to throw them outside.

Because of the illogical folding, the boy lost several small bets. But there was a time when he uncharacteristically chose to follow to the end, and in the end, he was left with only him and another gambler in all the community cards, and he opened his two hole cards for the first time.

That's a red heart three, a black heart six.

"Just this bad card, you dare to dare to follow to the end!" The gambler who kept calling until the end said in disbelief, "You only have one three, one six!"

"I don't even know what my hole cards are," Muhati said, staring at the gambler, "I just think I'm very lucky with this hand, so I'll follow it." What cards do you have in your hand, show them quickly. ”

The gambler showed his usual caution and conservatism in the game just now, and he never raised if he really caught a big card in his hand. So seeing that he kept raising in this one, everyone else withdrew, even the mustachioed man.

The gambler lifted his hole cards with trembling hands, as if they were not two light pieces of paper, but some heavy boulder. And, although Atas had been in a hot climate, he was sweating a little too much now.

His hole card is a pair of witch queens.

There is no queen on the board, but the fourth and fifth community cards happen to be sixes, so that Muhathir has three sixes, which is bigger than his opponent's pair of queens.

"You don't, you can't win!" the gambler yelled out of frustration, "You only have a three-and-six, you shouldn't follow! You can't know that the fourth and fifth cards are also sixes!"

Without being commanded, the guards of the casino rushed up and lifted him from his seat. One of the guards slammed him on the back of the head, knocking him unconscious and throwing him outside the casino.

Muhati looked at the farce in front of him indifferently and muttered, "I said, I feel that this one is very lucky." ”

He stared at the bearded man sitting across from him, equally expressionless, and his head continued to roar with the brainwashing loop. "I still have a feeling that the next hand, I'm going to let you lose everything. ”

The mustachioed man rarely didn't answer, his thoughts hidden under the music and couldn't be heard. His affection did not come out on that iron skin.

Muhadi, like the previous handfuls, took the dealer's hole cards for him, but he didn't even look at them.

"I'm all down. He announced the most shocking decision in the most prosaic tone.

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