My heart is full of anxiety, I have never lost this game with others before, am I really going to be defeated today? And put your own life on the line for this?

The boss smiled evilly and said, "If you give up now and kneel down and beg me, I may consider sparing your life, and I just need your hands." ”

I gritted my teeth and insisted, "Go ahead and play the third game!" ”

The boss immediately laughed a few times and said: "It's not that I underestimate you, even the Australian gambling king Zhang Muyang is my defeated subordinate, and he lost a pair of hands for this, do you think you can win me?" ”

I was stunned and asked, "What?" Zhang Muyang's hands were cut off by you? However, he didn't ...... because he was out of a thousand years."

The boss smiled and said: "I didn't expect you to really hear of this person, yes, he is out of the old man, but he was caught by me when he was playing cards with me, but I gave him a chance to let him play this game with me, he won, I will let him go intact, but it's a pity that he himself is not angry!" ”

Even the Australian gambling king can lose to him, it seems that he is really a master of mental games, and I have never heard of such a master before.

After playing two games with him, he has been controlling the situation, I don't see a little chance of winning, the boss then said: "Since you want to play so much, I will fulfill you, you choose the cards." ”

I looked at the five cards in my hand, and my mouth was constantly panting. I was obviously sitting on a chair and playing, but my body seemed to have run for several kilometers, and I had difficulty breathing and sweating.

My right hand was constantly wandering over the five-card board, but I couldn't pick a single card, and any hasty decision could cost me my life.

Why is that? Why did all my previous experience and psychology skills suddenly fail at this moment? I even feel that letting Mao Jiabao come over to play at this time has a better chance of winning than me.

But I immediately scolded myself in my heart, I am also a person who has seen the world, how can I be so unproductive? I once won Tian Wuyan, who can read minds, could it be that this unattractive little boss of the game hall will be more difficult to defeat than Tian Wuyan?

There were several times during the card selection process when I wanted to draw the slave card, because if I had chosen a civilian, he would most likely have crushed me to death in the first round. Since I was a slave in the last round, he should not think I could take that risk again in the third round and play the slave card again in the first round!

That's right, so I chose the slave card, the odds are relatively high, he must have thought so.

But as soon as my hand touched the slave card, I felt like my heart was about to jump out.

Am I taking too much of a risk, if he also thinks of it? He's obviously a master of mind games, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to win two games in a row so easily.

So I can think of it, and he must have thought of it, so he won't use the king in the first game because it's too risky for both of us.

I struggled for a while, and finally decided to start the first round with a civilian.

I pulled out a civilian card and buckled it on the table, looking up to see the boss's reaction.

His expression was still very relaxed, and he quickly drew a card and buckled it to the table.

We both remade at the same time, and luckily both cards were civilians.

This is followed by the second round. I took a few deep breaths in quick succession and began to ponder his mental activity.

In the past, many people played this game in a similar situation, and the slave player either played the slave card in the first round, or played the slave card in the third or fourth round.

The owner of the game hall, as a master of mental games, should also know this rule, so he is very likely to play the king card in the second round and beat me directly.

I rubbed my hand to the slave card, and my heart was beating again, but just before I could pull out the card, I suddenly thought to myself, what if he thought that I was going to win by surprise? Then he just had to play a random civilian and I would lose the game completely.

No, I can't use a slave card, he's a master and can't make decisions so hastily.

After a strong ideological struggle, I once again selected a civilian card and dunked it on the table.

The boss quickly picked out a card and put it on the table with a smile. The smile on his face was devastating to me, because the more I couldn't read him, the more he was like that.

I held my breath and slowly uncovered the cards in my hand, and the boss and I opened them at the same time, and he also deducted the civilian cards, and the two of us were tied again.

The further this game goes, the more torturous it becomes. The further back I went, the better it was for me, but I didn't feel any lighter.

The third round of card selection is more difficult than the first two rounds, I chose the cards before I secretly glanced at the boss, he was still relaxed at this time, but, how is this possible!

With the first two rounds drawn, shouldn't he feel the pressure? Even a little bit of pressure will be written on his face? How could he still feel as relaxed as before?

I was so distracted by his calmness that I even felt like my brain had lost the ability to analyze and had to rely on destiny to choose cards.

I quickly came up with a sentence in my head, then looked at the three cards in front of me, from left to right, and repeated the words I had just thought of, saying each word, changing the card, and when the sentence was finished, I finally stopped on the slave card.

I gritted my teeth and touched the slave card with my hand, but as soon as my hand touched the card, I felt dizzy.

No way! He still has two civilian cards in his hand, and I still have a two-thirds chance of losing, so I can't take that risk so easily.

I sat down in my chair, gasping for air, and finally chose a civilian card and dunked it to the table.

A wicked smile crossed the corner of the boss's mouth, and he quickly picked out another card and buckled it on the table.

His action immediately caused waves in the depths of my heart, why did he seem to make a decision so easily every time? This is a mental game, is he really a master of mind reading who is much more powerful than Tian Wuyan? Know exactly what's going on in my mind?

But that doesn't make sense, if he knows what I'm thinking, why didn't he eat me with the king in the first round?

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't figure it out, and the more I thought about it, the more chaotic I became, and finally I simply didn't think about anything, and shouted in my heart: "Die, die!" ”

Then immediately turned over the cards in his hand, and the boss soon turned over his cards as well, and it was another civilian, and we continued to tie.

At this time, he suddenly said: "I really love this game, the excitement he brings to me, far more than gambling, so many years, I have played this game with too many people, but never lost, I really hope someone can beat me once, I wonder if you will be that person?" ”

I snorted, "I've never lost before, and I won't lose today!" ”

The boss immediately smiled and said, "Okay, then you can win me quickly, let me also experience the taste of losing!" ”

After the boss said this, the two of us continued to play, and at this point I only had two cards left in front of me, and the next round would directly determine our victory or defeat.

I looked at the two cards in front of me, and I was tormented in my heart, and regardless of the outcome or defeat, any card I chose next would determine my life or death. Ironically, this is a mental game, with both sides having to judge their tactics based on the emotions their opponents are experiencing.

What makes people laugh and cry is that the two of us have played so many rounds, but he always has a look on his face, which is really impossible to judge. Is my fate really going to be left to God?

My heart is horizontal, since sooner or later I have to choose one, it is better to choose a slave, if God lets me die, then I can't live if I want to.

But when my hand touched the slave, I felt the pulse of my whole body seem to be beating.

I had a feeling that I was about to collapse, and it seemed that death was waiting for me in front of me, and I didn't dare to open my eyes anymore, so I simply closed my eyes, but at this moment, I suddenly heard a slight vibration, the sound was very small, smaller than the cry of a mosquito, but I felt it.

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