"Blue smoke, purple lovers, iron camels, beach enthusiasm – another tricolor clover!"

Peake excitedly reported a list of inexplicable names, then rubbed his hands together happily and smiled at Brunei. After a while, Mr. "Flashfox", the manager of the Fox Town Adventurers' Association, appeared out of nowhere again, bowed deeply, and personally brought five small glasses.

"Taste it, Brother Brunei!" Peake slammed the table, making a loud sound like thunder, echoing throughout the ground, and then, a little embarrassed, he laughed, "I want to lose the bet! I can't thank you, but I'm an expert - how to drink the best and feel the best, there is no one in the whole of Fox Town who knows better than me. ”

Brunei didn't even pay attention to how the flashfox disappeared this time, just staring at Pique's face. He could see without systematic psychology that Pique's face was full of pride. Maybe it was because he was boasting about his taste for drinking, maybe it was because he had won the first bet, or more likely, he had some bigger intentions, and things went as he expected.

There is no need to resort to the system at all, and this level of judgment is enough to be done on your own. If it's the usual Brunei - if it's the Brunei of the past, while perceiving possible malice, it will also perceive the possibility of taking a step back. The gamble was a verbal agreement, and neither side had yet to pay enough to get involved, and whatever Pique wanted, Brunei could stay out of the way and avoid danger as soon as possible. If it was Brunei in the past, it would definitely make this choice.

But today is different. Brunei told the system to shut up and see that he had won, so he didn't want to quit, and Brunei didn't know how, even though he didn't know what to do, and he was confident that he would win, so he wouldn't quit. He believed that this self-confidence was not the result of mere alcohol, and that since last night, from the moment he killed Captain Rama, he had felt as if something had begun to change in his heart.

He didn't know what it was for a while, but, "I don't want to quit, I won't quit, I can't quit." This is important. ”

"In that case," he heard, smiling calmly at Peake, "it would be disrespectful." ”

Blue, purple, silver-gray, red and yellow, black, white and green, at first glance sounded like a string of inexplicable names, and after seeing the five glasses of wine with his own eyes, Brunei realized that the name was really a bit figurative. At the very least, with the name alone, without further guidance from Pique, he was able to match the name to one by one, and drink it in the order in which Pique ordered.

He guessed that the second half of the name, which had an ambiguous meaning, might have something to do with the texture and taste, but unfortunately, perhaps because he drank it too quickly, he didn't get the kind of taste that he could write a long metaphor like he had drunk Flame Fox before, but after drinking it, he felt as if a flame was burning, burning from his belly to his heart and straight to his brain.

"How does it feel?" Peake leaned his face up and put it away from Brunei's face, and after a while, perhaps because he found Brunei's back and dodged, showing reluctance, he sat back, still staring at Brunei's face, "It's delicious, right?

"It's delicious. Truth be told, I seem to be more awake now than I was before. Brunei wasn't lying, but he didn't feel like he was telling the truth, "If I say I can't play, won't I let Mr. Peake bleed alone?" These five glasses of wine, 5 gold coins, will never let you spend in vain. After two rounds, you'll definitely get your drink back!"

Peake burst out laughing, his voice deafening, and it wasn't even the first time that Brunei wondered if the people around him would be hindered from chatting with each other. But after all, no one expressed an opinion, and Peake laughed for a while and suddenly stopped: "Then let's continue." ”

Pique reached out first, grabbed a card and placed it on his forehead, followed by Brunei.

"I won the last game by luck, and this game is still the Brunei brothers who bet first, how? By the way, the link of a cup is omitted, isn't there any ante bet in the casino? If you can pay no price, it won't be interesting, right?"

Brunei nodded in agreement, then focused on the card above Pique's head. A red diamond and two small golden swords, one up and one down, Pique's card is a square jack, and the odds alone suggest that Brunei's card is more likely to be higher.

"Raise ......" Brunei hesitated slightly, "Three cups." ”

"What's the matter, Brother Brunei, you just said that kind of big talk, and now you don't look very confident?" Peake's big face showed a sly smile, "Is my card big? Or are you trying to seduce me into taking the bait?" Haha, it's a bit of a headache, but this kind of headache is also the fun of this game!

"Five cups. Before Pique's words fell, Brunei answered without hesitation.

"......" Peake's eyes widened, staring at Brunei for a long time, before he remained motionless and said, "Brother Brunei Si, you like stud very much...... Obviously, I just lost because I didn't hesitate to stud and drank five glasses of wine, and now I'm going to ...... again."

"Haha, no wonder you can win so much money when you play stud with people. Peake paused for a moment, then suddenly changed his mind and laughed again, "I'm really convinced, but my hand is still very small this time? I'm not as bold as you, I folded." ”

As he spoke, Pique put down his hand holding up the card: "It's J! My card is J, I really didn't expect it, but it was really put on a table by you." ”

"Club 9......" Brunei glanced at his cards, "even the side with the lower hand has a chance to win, and that's the fun part of this game, isn't it, Mr. Peake? Even if I'm a 9 and you're a J, I'll win this game." ”

Pique laughed twice: "It's interesting to be small and big, haha! You're right, you win back a city, haha, I can also drink good wine that I can't usually drink, it's quite exciting. ”

"Mr. Flashfox!" Brunei's thoughts were about to tear open his throat and shout twice, but he accidentally choked on his saliva and coughed repeatedly.

Elvie, who had been sitting quietly on the side, pushed away Jack, who was drunk at some point, and came up to support Brunei, patting him lightly on the back, and then said something to the flash fox who appeared at the table. Flashfox nodded, bowed, and when he reappeared, he held four cups in his hands: "This is the blue smoke you ordered, the purple lover, the iron camel, and a glass of water, please use it slowly." ”

"......" Brunei Darussalam gasped from a violent cough, and the previous brief situation seemed to be an illusion, everything became blurry and distorted again, and he began to feel dizzy, even worse than before, and after that, he felt a slight chill on his lips.

"Mr. Brunei, you've drunk a lot. Elvie leaned into Brunei's ear and whispered, warm breath blowing on his earlobe, "Please drink some water." ”

Brunei felt that the fire had burned from his brain, and now it had burned to his face—of course, there could be other reasons that caused him to feel hot on his face, and he subconsciously tried to break free from Elvie's arms, but his hand didn't know where it touched, soft and warm, and the warmth seemed to turn into a new flame, which made his face burn even more.

"Ahem, ahem. Brunei coughed twice, "Thank you, Elvie. I'm fine. ”

Elvi smiled sweetly and patted Bruneith on the back again, "That's great." ”

"......" for a while, Brunei realized that she didn't seem to let go of herself at all, and after struggling for a while, feeling that it was a little embarrassing to say anything at this time, she finally gave up the struggle, fell into Elvie's arms, and said to Pique, "Okay, let's continue." ”

Pique kept watching with a smile on his face, until he heard Brunei speak, and said with a smile: "Brunei brothers are not shallow, haha." Saying that, he didn't hesitate much, he drank three glasses of blue, purple, and silver-gray wine in turn, and after drinking, he squinted his eyes slightly, shook his head, and seemed to have a good aftertaste for a while before he breathed a sigh of relief: "Cool!"

Brunei also narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Peake deeply, and then nodded and smiled at Elvie, before then said to Peake: "Okay, Mr. Peake, I already have a rough idea of how this game is going to be played." Come on, the last round of the demo. ”

Brunei said and took the lead in picking up a card and putting it on his forehead: "I won just now, so in this game, Mr. Peake will bet first, right? By the way, there is another question, in the previous game, Mr. Peake said a lot, so, in the gambling game, no matter what you say, right?"

Pique grinned and reached for a card: "Worthy of the Brunei brothers." That's right, you can say anything, and that's what makes this game interesting, right? Hmm, so first of all, I'll add 2 cups. ”

Pique's card is a black inverted heart with a black crown of heads and tails, the King of spades, which is only lower than the ace. From a rule point of view, a card that is only smaller than one type of card can be said to be as big as an ace, that is, the highest card. Judging from the card draw alone, Pique's luck seems to be good, at least much better than Brunei's. But then again, just like the system once said, with his 40 lucky attributes, he probably used up the luck of his life when he picked up the system. He had long been accustomed to such tiny bad luck.

"Ha, Mr. Peake got a small card. Brunei now lied without changing his face and not beating - although his face was probably very red now, "and I only dared to raise two cups, so it seems that my hand is not very small." Filling – five cups. ”

Pique raised his eyebrows and laughed again: "Haha, Brunei brothers, hahaha! Sure enough, even a genius like you who can win tens of thousands of gold coins in gambling will inevitably make mistakes when facing unfamiliar games." Haha, it's good that we set up this demo session. Brother Brunei, you're bluffing, aren't you?"

“...... How so?" Brunei raised his eyebrows, following Pique's example.

Peake grinned: "Brother Brunei, you should be able to figure it out yourself, right? Indeed, there is no problem with your reasoning process, but if you want to say it, it is another matter entirely." In this game, talking is a way to coax the opponent, but at the same time, if you are not careful, you will expose your own information. If my hand is really small and you tell by my raise that your hand is big, shouldn't you pretend that my hand is not small and lure me into betting further?

“...... It seems that my thinking speed has slowed down a lot. ”

What he was thinking was completely hit by Pique, and the loopholes were exposed, and Brunei couldn't help but sigh in his heart. However, without much thought, he has long learned not to dwell on the mistakes he made in the past, and now, he has not fallen to the point where there is no way back at all.

Brunei paused for a moment, smiled calmly, stood up, and put his face in front of Peake: "Mr. Peake, you are also very good at gambling." There is nothing wrong with your reasoning, but why, according to your theory, are you saying this, just as a declaration of victory, or are you trying to use this passage to confirm your own inferences based on my reaction?"

"Hmph, what the hell is going on?" Peake laughed twice, and was about to say something when he was suddenly interrupted by Brunei.

"You see, we're just in the trial phase, and even if we lure you into betting, it's not interesting, it's just five drinks at most. Don't you think so?" Brunei smiled, "Besides, since you can consider this, is my obvious bluff a deliberate bait to lure you into placing a bet?"

Pique's original action paused, and Bruneith was smiling, the scar on his face, as if he was born as an extension of the corner of his mouth, released a dangerous aura all over his body: "In a game like this, it is said to speculate on the psychology of the other party, but the two people who are not familiar with each other are actually doing just measuring themselves." 'What would I do if I were in that situation?', that's all. ”

"So, what do you think, and how would you act in my situation?"

Peake was stunned for a while, and then suddenly laughed: "Brother Brunei, as you said before, this is just a trial session, you are too serious." I'm scared of you, haha, I'll fold. Before he could finish speaking, Pique took his card from the top of his head, and then looked deeply at Brunei.

Brunei threw aside the 6 of hearts in his hand and smiled calmly: "Mr. Flashfox, please serve Mr. Peake a glass of beach enthusiasm and a glass of four-color clover." ”

"Then, Mr. Peake, let's get started. ”