John sat down in the Bergari armchair reserved for him, looking at the green tablecloth table in front of him, listening to the whispered conversation of the onlookers. If the opponent wants to play a trick or play a rule-of-the-way game, he really can't.

John noticed that from him in the clockwise direction were Ducky, the gentleman with the yellow square in the shape of a butterfly, the gentleman with the green tie, the gentleman with the red tie, and the gentleman with the blue hat.

At this moment, the fat man took a deck of playing cards from the mezzanine under the table, his eyes were full of excitement and excitement, and then he patted his fat hands, and then crossed his fingers in a prayer gesture.

"Well, gentlemen, whether you come from an ordinary peasant or a wanderer in the city, you have accepted this gamble, which shows that you are capable of having real fellows, and I will not repeat the rules here. Look at my companions, they don't play the tricks of the crooks to win, they just worship good luck, I believe that God will send us half of the good fortune and bad luck - win or lose, all this is up to us, we can only accept it. ”

The fat man glanced at the colorful bills in front of the crowd, and then took a bag and collected them elsewhere.

"As you can see, we don't gamble, we both have chips in hand, and if the two gentlemen win against my four friends, you will know where Stridge is, otherwise...... This gentleman must apologize to Mr. Bartender for his previous verbal humiliation. The fat man looked at Dutch and said.

"Let's get started." Ducky replied succinctly.

None of them were dealt a good hand, and after a round of single-card ratio, Mr. Yellow, Red, Green and John folded, and finally Mr. Green and Dudge kept their hands.

"Aren't you going to fold? Mr. Ducky shook the lone card in his hand.

Mr. Midori shook his head.

"It's a pity that you can't raise." Dutsy sighed as he flashed one of the cards in his hand - it was a black king. Mr. Green smiled helplessly and threw away the biggest 9 of hearts, and Ducky won the first game.

The second round was a different story, everyone was reluctant to discard their cards at first, John didn't dare to look at his cards, and when the dealer put all five community cards in the middle, Mr. Lan angrily threw away his pair of threes.

At this time, John was about to look at the cards, he pressed the cards in his hand on the table, raised the corners of the cards with his thumb, and the letters "J" appeared in front of him, one black and one red.

The order reached Ducky, who smacked his lips and threw away his single card and gave John a look. John didn't find a pair on the board, but the "jack" of the fifth card could form a larger set with his card, with a knight with a fist on it, which John felt was a blessing to him.

Because of the inability to call, at the end of the day everyone had to play one by one, and before John could confidently show his three-of-a-kind, Mr. in the red tie put on his five-draw, and the three-of-a-kind, whether big or small, was always weaker than the one-of-a-kind, and John was defeated.

The fat dealer looked at the fierce battle on the hand game with satisfaction: "Not bad! Gentlemen, you each win one game, and the next game is your ultimate battle, are you ready? ”

"I want to be sure, will you keep your promise?" Ducky asked the fat man.

"Why do you think you're going to win this game?" The fat man asked rhetorically, and he began to fiddle with the cards in his hand.

This time John had the courage to see what it was as soon as he got two cards, a "5" and a "7" almost made him lose the motivation to persevere, he handed a regretful look to Dudge, and threw away the hole cards before the dealer dealt the community cards.

Dutsy kept a mysterious smile from the moment he got the cards, and it seemed that he had a good hand. As the dealer laid out the community cards one by one, the corners of Ducky's mouth rose more and more, and he almost laughed out loud in triumph.

With the exception of Ducky, none of the other holders of the hand lost their cards. John saw that the gentlemen were all tightened, and the slightest change in expression was not revealed, as if they had been carved out of a mold.

The pressure on Dutsy is even heavier, and he has to beat the biggest card of those guys to win the game.

The fat dealer looked around at everyone present and said in a comic tone.

"Open the cards, gentlemen."

Mr. Blue is the first to open his pair of queens, and Mr. Red then hits his single ace and single K, and down in order, Mr. Green throws a pair of 6s in chagrin, and John looks at Ducky's reaction, only to see that the latter is silent, but his eyes are full of desire to win.

Mr. Wong hesitated for a moment, and laid out his diamond "J" and spade "Q" on the table, and John was relieved at first, thinking that it was another set of single cards, and when he looked at the set of community cards, he could not believe his eyes - there were three straight of hearts in the same suit: 10, 9, 8, which could form a link with the gentleman's cards, only of a different suit, but also big enough.

It was time for Daqi to flop, and he was stunned for a moment as he watched Mr. Huang flip his hole cards with a surprised face.

It was a "J" of spades and a "Queen" of hearts, which, along with the community cards, made a set of cards against the gentleman and the others.

The fat man realized that something was wrong, and quickly explained to everyone: "This is a draw, that is, we did not distinguish between plus and minus. ”

The scene gradually became awkward, and the fat gentleman looked at Ducky aggrievedly, squeezing his eyebrows from time to time, as if a draw was the best ending for him.

"Sir, maybe that's providence."

Ducky ignored him, but pulled out the revolver from his waist and wiped it repeatedly, and finally buckled it firmly on the table.

"You still have a chance to tell me Strichie's location obediently, don't wait until I put the gun in your throat later, you can't even say what you want to say."

The fat man saw that Daqi flashed his weapon, and this guy, who usually didn't see the shadow of a gun for a while, panicked, and his eyes were confused.

"Sir, you...... It doesn't have to be this way, we can add another round and we can solve the deadlock. ”

Ducky lifted the table and grabbed the fat man's neckline, lifted the shiny barrel and smashed it into his mouth, the teeth rubbed against the metal and made a screeching sound, the fat man's teeth were broken several times, and his mouth was full of blood.

The fat man had never been bullied, and begged again and again: "I said...... I say...... Ah, Streich's whereabouts are erratic, but you go...... Go to the fifth block of Perling Street...... Number 163, there must be his informant there. ”

"Write it down." Ducky threatened.

The fat man borrowed a sticky note from the bartender, wrote down what he had just said, and finally he left his name at the end - Swift.

"This is my name, and if what I say is untrue, you can come to this tavern at any time to find me. Gentlemen, you have made me lose face today...... Can you embarrass me less in the future? ”

"If you are sensible and obedient, don't play tricks, I will promise you." Ducky said.

After leaving the tavern, Ducky carefully folded the note and accepted it, and without saying a word, led John back to the Chrysler Hotel in Lyon.