In the gambling hall on the sixth floor, everyone's faces were red and their hearts were beating fast.

Everyone gathered in front of the largest screens, watching in horror as the bloody battle took place somewhere.

The picture of the game is a bird's-eye view of the table, and there is only the table, they can only know the victory or defeat of both sides, and at most they can see a few pairs of hands appear on the table from time to time.

No one knew who the participants in this gamble were, sitting in the fog covered in a black veil, unable to see clearly.

Even their voices were silenced after the game began.

The most gamblers know is that the player side is two young people, and the dealer side is an old man.

Scenes flashed across the screen.

Dealing, hitting, and showing, the U.S. knives worth tens of millions of dollars flowed from the dealer to the players, which looked quite a sense of joke like a virtual game.

But a gambling ship of the YAAL's caliber would never make such jokes, and the huge wins and losses are actually happening somewhere on this ship.

This kind of thing is so illusory when you think about it.

In the first game, the player wins.

"Now, it's time to collect my loot." Gu Bei tapped the armrest of the chair with his knuckles and said, "First question, what are you looking for in the North Pole?"

He didn't ask Vincent why he came to the North Pole, because Vincent would have replied that he had come to look for something, so the question would have been wasted.

So he chose to ask Vincent directly what he was looking for.

And Vincent, who is old and mature, naturally noticed Gu Bei's careful thoughts, and said without changing his face: "A door."

"What door?"

"That's the second question."

"Tsk, how can it be so neat?" Gu Bei patted his head, "You're a fool, aren't you?"

A hint of cunning appeared on Vincent's old face: "Clear questions are something that the questioner should consider, and I am only responsible for answering."

"Okay, okay, you play like this, right?" Gu Bei nodded and pressed a blue button on the table.

The hand is reopened.

He admitted this game, and this time it was indeed a question he asked.

But he didn't doubt Vincent's answer.

The other party is indeed looking for a door.

This guy is old enough to die, and this secret is not something that needs to be taken to the grave, so there is no need to lie at this time.

Gu Bei didn't smell the smell of lying from this old guy either.

This guy is honest - that's commendable.

The machines at the table start dealing cards.

Fingal stood behind Gu Bei and looked at the cards in his hand.

And at the same time, all the gamblers on this boat are doing the same thing as him.

On the vast Arctic Ocean, there is silence, and the brightly lit ships sail silently, like a castle in the sky.

The ship erupted in screams and cheers, startling polar bears napping on the ice floes, and giant beluga whales surfaced, spraying dark blue mist into the dark night sky.

In the second game, the player wins.

The gamblers in the gambling hall did not know the special rules between Gu Bei and Vincent, and in order to allow gamblers to intuitively see the winners and losers of both sides, the LCD screen would display the amount of wins and losses of both sides in real time.

Of course, this number is virtual, and all the winnings won by Gu Bei cannot be cashed out, and can only be used to change a problem.

Correspondingly, as long as he loses a game, the gambling capital will be cleared.

Even a fool can tell that this crazy player is actually playing a stud.

"Isn't he afraid of going bankrupt?"

Even the richest Middle Eastern tycoons can't help but think so, because from their point of view, the money on both sides is actually growing in the middle of the game.

As long as the player keeps winning and insists on studing every hand, then the chips in this game will change from 10 million to 20 million, 20 million to 40 million, then 80 million, 160 million, 300 million 2000

Ten thousand...... And so on.

If you accumulate gambling money in this form, the final bet amount of both sides will reach tens of billions.

At that point, neither side can afford to lose.

The dealer is actually okay, if the dealer loses, he can use this YAAL to pay off the debt, but if the player loses...... He should probably study how many degrees the water in the Arctic Ocean is.

Fortunately, though, players keep winning.

"Second question." This time with the direction of the question, Gu Bei simply went straight in, "The door you are looking for is the door of what kind of place."

This question is clearly to the point.

Vincent stopped what he was doing, raised his eyelids and looked at Gu Bei, "That's ...... The Gate of God's Kingdom."

The kingdom of God.

Gu Bei and Fingal glanced at each other.

I've finally got a piece of valuable information.

One question is answered, and another question arises: What is the kingdom of God?

The first thing Gu Bei thought of was the Nibelungen.

There is no so-called god in this world, and the gods that people praise by word of mouth are dragons, dragon kings.

The kingdom of God is naturally the kingdom controlled by the dragon king.

The land of the dead, the Nibelungen.

It doesn't get much more qualified than this.

However, Gu Bei didn't ask, because this was the third question.

The game is open again.

The situation in the third game is not in favor of the player.

Gamblers in front of the LCD screen can see this.

The dealer's face card is an ace, and the player's face card is an embarrassing 3, in which case the player's odds of winning are less than half of the dealer's.

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In the 21-point rule, Ace can be used as 1 or 11, and how to use it depends on the holder's hand, so getting an Ace is equivalent to entering a situation where you can attack and retreat.

And 3...... It can only be said that chicken ribs, get a small card is too small, get a big card is easy to burst, up and down are not suitable.

The gamblers are all tourists on the ship, they are players themselves, and of course they are slightly biased towards the players.

They sat in front of the LCD screen in horror for the god's young player, and a handful of timid female tourists curled up in the arms of their male companions, their bodies trembling slightly.

I can't imagine the mood of the player who holds the cards himself.

What mentality?

In fact, Gu Bei didn't have any special feelings.

For him, it doesn't matter if he loses, he just participates in the gambling game to follow the rules, if he accidentally loses, then he will directly flip the table and stage a play "My rules are rules".

So he didn't panic at all.

And Vincent didn't panic.

If he loses, the price he pays is only a few pieces of indecent information, which are the most useless for a person like him who has half a foot in the grave.

So on top of the game, both the dealer and the player are calm.

Vincent even snapped his fingers, and the door to the gambling hall opened, and the precious Belarusian maidens were let in.

They stepped forward to surround Vincent, helping him beat his back and caress his chest, and a dozen pairs of slender hands roamed over the old man's rotten wood.

Their red cherry lips are embellished with sparkling picks, and their tortoiseshell eyes flicker like stars.

The prettiest of them all, the girl, took over the robot's job as the decker.

Her makeup was like that of a goddess in a Greek sculpture, guarding in front of a long card box, and using a slender piece of wood to hand the cards to Gu Bei and Vincent.

Another girl ran to open a bottle of red wine from White Horse in 1947 and poured three glasses, one for Gu Bei, one for Fingal, and one in front of a black box.

As soon as Gu Bei entered the door, he saw the black box.

It was placed in a niche dug out of the wall, with a curved top like a church altar, and on the wall of the cave was a copy of Raphael's Sistine Madonna, next to which were two silver candlesticks, and in the middle was the black box.

It's supposed to be an enshrinement to someone who's been dead for years.

There is also a painting hanging next to the small altar, but it is covered with a black velvet, and it is impossible to know what the painting is about.

Gu Bei raised his eyebrows, and combined with Vincent's past that the academy failed to investigate, he had some guesses in his heart.

The girl began to deal cards again, and the box in her hand contained a total of eight decks of cards, 32 cards of each suit, which were mixed together after being thoroughly shuffled, and were a random number that no one could remember or figure out, just like fate.

"Outs." Gu Bei said.

"Outs." Vincent also said.

New cards are dealt to each of them.

Gu Bei's face was frivolous, and Vincent, with an elegant smile, motioned to the girl who helped him knead his shoulders to flop to show him.

It seems that no one cares about winning or losing this game.

But the reality is ......

As soon as he crouched down and looked at Vincent from the belly of the table, he could see that his withered right hand seemed to be resting dishonestly on the white jade turnip of the girl next to him, and was actually kneading it fiercely.

The white jade soon became bruised, but the girl didn't dare to cry out in pain.

If it weren't for this outrage, Vincent would probably have had a hard time maintaining his composure.

He has lived on this gambling boat for more than ten years!

Decade! He has hosted countless gamblers!

There are many wealthy people among them, who own hundreds of oil wells in the Persian Gulf, and some are famous for their gambling skills, mingle with the world's major casinos, and have Interpol wanted criminals, all kinds of evil.

But Vincent can receive them calmly, win or lose, and the smile must be lazy, but today is an exception.

Because his opponent does not act according to his script at all.

His usual routine is to use drunken gold fans and beautiful girls to interfere with the opponent's judgment and make the opponent lose his cool, this trick is invincible in his hands, even if the Orthodox Pope comes, he can make the opponent dazzled.

But Gu Bei and Fingal were not fooled at all.

It's like an old monk in a temple...... No, these two out-of-tune guys are not old monks at all, Vincent feels that they ran out of a certain Celestial Empire's quyi association, and the cross talk is much better than what he heard in the capital back then.

But if that's the case, forget it, but the problem is that he actually loses when he is facing such an unobtrusive opponent!

And it's still two games in a row!

21 points is Vincent's forte, even if the world champion comes, he may not be able to beat him, and it is this ability that Vincent can knock many challengers over.

But when facing Gu Bei, who seemed to be a newcomer to the casino at a glance, he actually lost two games in a row!

This can't be said to be incredible, it can only be said to be fantastic!

One thing that no one would believe when he says it is Vincent is able to control the winning and losing of the game to a certain extent.

This sounds unlikely, because as long as it is gambling, winning or losing is a matter of probability, and even a world champion cannot say that he will win a certain game, but can only say that the probability of winning increases through precise calculations.

But Vincent can.

For so many years, he had relied on the money he had earned from gambling to keep the ship afloat.

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And the reason for this is actually because of his super memory.

He can keep cards!

Blackjack is a game that uses four to eight decks of cards.

Normally, the 21 is dealt halfway through and then all the remaining cards are discarded, in order to prevent some particularly good bettors from remembering.

After all, it is calculated according to probability

If a person can clearly remember how many aces and how many kings have been on the table, supplemented by strong calculations, the odds of winning can be greatly improved.

Ordinary people can memorize almost two decks of cards.

Professional gamblers are able to memorize four pairs.

Mathematicians who are naturally sensitive to numbers are able to memorize six pairs.

And Vincent ...... He was able to memorize all eight pairs.

This table is played with eight decks of cards!

In other words, Vincent can basically control the outcome of everything at this table.

With the newly replenished cards, Vincent completely relaxed.

He was given the card he remembered, and it added up to exactly 21 points.

He looked at Gu Bei, and there was a smugness in his eyes that couldn't be hidden.

But Gu Bei raised his eyebrows: "Draw cards."

He made a fourth card.

This is a rare occurrence in a 21-point game, where the four cards add up and the average value of each card cannot be greater than 6......

Vincent snapped into his senses.

He found himself forgetting one thing, and it did...... There is indeed a special rule!

For gamblers, forgetting a particular rule is like a mathematician missing a parameter in an equation, and the result will be very different!

"Outs." Gu Bei said the word again.

Fifth card!

Vincent felt as if the five cards had turned into five thunderbolts, and gave him a five-thunderbolt blast.

Really...... Sure enough, it's this special rule!

At the last moment, that seemingly weak rule reversed the whole situation!

Gu Bei stretched out his hand and turned over all five cards, two threes and three twos, adding up to only a measly 12 points.

This is the so-called "five-star".

In the English style of blackjack, the hand that does not blow up until the fifth card is drawn to form the weakest and strongest hand - "five stars".

Only the weakest cards put together can make a five-star.

But the weak five-star can beat Vincent's hand of 21 points!

If the YAAL gamble uses the American 21, then this rule is equivalent to fart, because the American 21 does not recognize the existence of this rule.

But the YAAL is from Europe, and he follows the British rules!

Vincent turned his 21 over with trembling hands, and then collapsed in his chair as if he had been pulled out of his bones.

The girls around them stared at Gu Bei and the two with unkind eyes, as if they would take out their guns from under their skirts and aim at them as soon as Vincent gave an order—in fact, they were indeed able to do this, and Gu Bei knew from the beginning that they were shooting under their skirts.

Of course, Gu Bei didn't peek, he just guessed based on the girls' walking postures.

The situation at the scene was about to erupt, but at this time, Vincent only asked in a trembling voice, "You...... Can you remember it?"

Gu Bei shrugged his shoulders and was noncommittal.