Eighteen to sixteen, the dealer wins.

The player busts at twenty-three, and the banker wins.

Seventeen to sixteen, the dealer wins.

Blackjack is a fair game, and both sides of this game are not new to contact, and the opening wins and losses are also considered to be back and forth, but as the game progresses, the victory and defeat between the banker and the player are getting bigger and bigger, and the chips in Caesar's hand are visible to the naked eye.

"Ever heard of it?" It seemed that the gradually increasing chips in his hand gave Chen Mo enough confidence, and he began to talk to the other side again.

"A gambler can never win a casino. This thing is a truth, like a truth like 1+1=2. Chen Mo's words carried a sense of remembrance.

"The owner of this hotel is Sherlock Werther, and when I used to work for him, I found that some of the big gamblers tend to play with a kind of casino challenge, and when they lose, they feel like they have lost to Werther, and when they win, they often pay a lot of money to eat him, as if to show off his victory. With a smug expression on his face, even though the amount of money won or lost is inconsequential to these big gamblers, or even just to wash things. ”

"In fact, most of the time the casino doesn't care who wins, for example, in Texas Hold'em, the casino eats the pump money, and games like roulette, baccarat, blackjack, from a purely mathematical point of view, the casino will always be the advantage, and on the gambling skills, the casino perennial dealer is naturally stronger than most gamblers."

Caesar didn't seem to listen to his opponent's babbling at all, and the son of the dragon's blood was probably not interested in the experience of running the casino, and was engrossed in the gambling game. Chen Mo didn't seem to care about the indifference of the person he was talking to, and he said:

"As long as there are gamblers, the casino will always make money."

"So there are two kinds of people that casinos hate the most, one is called Lao Qian, that is, the cheater, and the other is the mathematician. Breaking the rules of the game will also threaten the flow of people in the casino. ”

Caesar bet on his only remaining chip and suddenly interrupted Chen Mo's one-man show: "Then why does the casino hate mathematicians." ”

"Why do you think the banker always has a higher win rate than the player in gambling?" Chen Mo had a mysterious smile on his face, "Because the bets and rules of most gambling games are mathematically modified before they are put into the casino. Have you ever heard of a saying that peers are enemies? ”

Speaking of blackjack is still a probability game in nature, some people will play the skill of playing cards to the sky, in some game cards can indeed control the gambling game, but blackjack uses half of the eight decks of cards after shuffling, every 208 cards will be reshuffled, Laplace demon does not have all the conditions and can not be considered the future. In other words, no one can control the wins and losses at this table.

The dealer's face card is a king, while Caesar's hand is a 10 and a jack for twenty points.

Caesar calmly looked down on the game, with 271 cards left in the eight-deck pile, and the dealer had only two possibilities to win, that face down was an ace, or he could get blackjack on the out.

In his memory, there should still be aces left in the deck.........

"Twenty-three aces left." Chen Mo smiled, for the half-breed to remember cards, it is not a pressure, it is more basic. He turned over the face card, which happened to be a 6, which is a card that is both unfortunate and lucky, if you get a hand greater than 6, according to the rules the dealer can not continue to draw cards, and the 16 points make the game still have a chance to live.

Chen Mo chose to stand after drawing the third card.

Patsy pushed open the door on the side of the casino.

The third card that was turned over was a 5.

"Whose victory do you think counts?" Chen Mo slowly leaned back in his chair, "I have to say, your progress is amazing. ”

Patsy looked around, looking for the young master to have fun.

Caesar relaxed his clenched fists, "This is a defeat to remember. He said lightly: "It wasn't a reciprocal game from the beginning. My principal is more than ten times yours. I lost to you when I agreed to this bet. There was a solemnity in his ice-blue eyes, "The bet you gave is too tempting. ”

This is a rare case, by analogy, Caesar is the crown prince of a half-breed society, since he was born, there is almost nothing he wants but does not get, in a game that includes bets, he does not care about those extremely valuable bets, but pure victory, and victory sharpens Gattuso's emperor.

"Where do I cash out my bet?" Caesar stared at the man in front of him, "I don't even know the name of the person who won me, that's not the respect it deserves. ”

Chen Mo could hear the annoyance that Caesar was trying to suppress, hidden behind the pretended calm words, which was understandable. Not to mention that a person like Caesar is among the best in the world in terms of birth lineage and acquired education and learning intensity, Gattuso's emperor should despise everything, even if it is just a game that he is not good at, failure will bring discomfort.

But that's not all.

A certain feeling of powerlessness spread in the heart of the noble son, as he had done many years ago, he watched his beautiful mother clasp his hand, and smiled and said that the Lord was going to take him away, but if Caesar only wanted to block God with a wolf spear and keep his mother by his side, but the woman who had been shining in his childhood still fell asleep, quiet and beautiful.

Those soft and sad images of time welled up in my heart when I mentioned Gulveig, and in front of that woman, all pride was nothing but armor to take off, and there seemed to be an urge to cry in my heart.

"My request is simple, next your brother will definitely take you here for a few days, I need you to be on time for a meeting, I will find a way to inform you of the time and place of the meeting, but it is important not to let anyone know the bet between us before attending."

Despite Caesar's answer, Chen Mo chose to make Patsy his brother, "Believe me, Gattuso cherishes you immensely, but not your mother. ”

Demonic whispers surrounded Caesar Gattuso's ears, and he knew the truth of those words perfectly, and the man in front of him had already eaten him from the moment the name was pronounced.

He left the table in silence, found Percy approaching, and walked outside.

With dark hair, abundant intelligence sources, and a time and place where the coincidence is extreme, the identity of his opponent is already known, and the prey has taken out what he has stolen to bribe the hunter?

It's called Chen Mo, right? Regardless of the crime of betraying the party, illegally visiting the ice cellar, and stealing confidential information, ten lives will not feed the vicious dogs of the secret party.

He was looking forward to how the future senior would escape from this whirlpool.