Sean put the chips on the table and just sat down, when the chair next to him was also pulled out.
Henry also put his chips on this table - he has also won hundreds of soul chips.
Sean's stake is nine coins, and Henry only has three of his own. In comparison, it is even more difficult for him to win so many.
The poker man said: "I said, I have been doing this all my life, and I will definitely win to the end!" There was no panic in his voice, but was replaced by a kind of confidence and enthusiasm.
"It seems like he really enjoys gambling." Sean glanced at Henry beside him.
"Let's get started." Jock said directly to the dealer without any nonsense. The hard-faced dealer at this table began to shuffle the cards.
Many gamblers paused the game and looked at this table from a distance - Sean and Henry's outstanding performance made them look forward to seeing a peak showdown between them and the gambler Jock.
Even if they cannot participate in person, they will benefit a lot from just watching.
Two cards were dealt to each person, and the sound of the piano in the moonlight gradually became better - people forgot that there was still the sound of the piano around them, but their mood was pleasant and soothing with the sound of the piano.
Sean tried to observe Jock and Henry.
Henry tried his best to control all his expressions, and every move was obviously deliberately concealed... However, there are still some clues - as long as there is some concealment, clues will be revealed.
But... Sean's eyes looked at Jock.
He seems casual, but no information can be read from his expression, movements or subtle external changes.
Jock did not hide anything, there was no ripple in his heart, or in other words, the ripples in his heart were too small to be observed through his external performance...
"It's really strong." Sean looked at his cards with cold eyes.
Sean, who could not use his opponent's external appearance to obtain information, was not anxious because besides using his eyes, he had another way to observe...
In the first round, it was not Sean's blind bet. He only drew a 5 and a 3 and chose to fold.
Henry was lucky this round and won Jock's chips with two pairs - he was also observing, so he didn't make a big bet when two pairs appeared.
After several rounds of exchanges with little success or loss, Sean was confident that he had caught the pattern between the two.
A new round has begun. Sean, who can no longer read too much information with his eyes, has just turned on his spiritual vision in every round.
Psychic vision is the ability to see the emotions of spirit bodies.
Dark tones represent grief, red represents hatred, blue represents hesitation, green represents concentration, and brighter colors such as yellow and orange represent joy, pleasure, and excitement...
At this time, after Henry looked at the cards in his hand, the yellow in his ectoplasm decreased and the blue increased - his mood involuntarily worsened a little. Bad hand!
Sure enough, Henry, who was not blind, decisively chose to fold.
On the other side, the blue color in Jock's body has also increased, the evil spirit has more hatred, and the little yellow in his body has gradually become blood red - which means that after seeing the cards in his hand, he has become a little unhappy and angry. …
Under the mask, Sean narrowed his eyes: His cards are not good!
At this moment, Sean has a pair of Qs in his hand.
Three river cards don't do well either. Sean was confident that he could win, but he planned to take another look at the river card, so he raised his bet a little...
Unexpectedly, Jock, who had a bad hand, actually called.
It's not obvious from his appearance, but after the note was raised, his negative emotions obviously increased again!
Sean realized that Jock was trying to show off his strength and bluff him!
The fourth river card appears, a Queen of Clubs. So Sean has three queens. Judging from Jock's mood, this is a situation where Sean is a sure winner.
So, Sean raised his bet and put thirty soul chips into the betting pool.
This is close to one-third of Sean’s chips, which is a big bet! ...The people around him couldn't help but exclaimed in exclamation.
Before, Jock made very quick decisions about betting and calling. At this moment, he was obviously hesitant.
In Sean's spiritual vision, he saw that the red color in Jock's body, which represented hatred and anger, became increasingly intense...
For a moment, Sean worried that Jock, the gambler, would overturn the table in anger.
"He knows I have good cards and will definitely not call again..." Sean judged this way.
However, what happened next made Sean dizzy for a moment.
Jock followed the bet, and he also put in thirty soul chips.
Not only that, the red color representing anger and hatred in his body turned into yellow color representing joy in an instant...
Jock, who had always been listless, laughed: "Fool. You are the second explorer who has been deceived by me like this."
Jock's hand was turned over and showed a flush of clubs. It's bigger than Sean's three queens.
Sean lost a third of his chips in an instant.
Catherine behind Sean was inevitably a little nervous: "What's wrong Sean?"
Sean gritted his teeth bitterly and whispered: "He can change his emotional color and deceive me in this way..."
As the captain, Catherine patted Sean on the shoulder, and the meaning was clear: It's okay, don't be anxious.
Sean picked up the cup at hand and took a sip of water. He was so confident in his ability to observe his opponent that he let himself step into the trap set for the opponent!
With a crash, more than one-third of the chips in front of him were pocketed by Jock.
Jock held a yellowed bone toothpick in his mouth, chewed the toothpick, and said with a voice like burning firewood: "Thank you."
"An acceptable failure..." Sean closed his eyes to calm down.
Catherine's expression became more solemn, but Moonlight, who was playing the piano, was fully immersed in it and didn't know what was happening.
In the next card game, Sean, who could not read Jock, immediately tightened his strategy and played very conservatively.
The amount of chips determines life and death. Players with more chips can use more strategies and have more room for operation.
Players with fewer chips will fall into a passive situation. The blood loss just now can be said to be somewhat fatal to Sean.
He had to endure it and think of a way, so he started folding and checking cards...
On the other side, Henry's situation became a little different - although he also beat Sean's chips, it could be seen that he was still targeting Jock in general.
Sean devoted a lot of energy to observing this teammate...
Before long, he had to admit that Henry's poker skills were superior to his own.
"Not only can he read more information about his opponent..." Sean saw Henry staring at Jock, "Moreover, he seems to be able to clearly calculate the probability of winning or losing on the current card, and even has a certain probability of reading the cards..."
"This is... the function of a 'gambler'!"
From this moment on, Henry's performance on the card table is stronger than Sean's, almost even with that "Gambler Jock"!
Sean turned to look at Catherine. The captain's eyes were calm and he didn't seem to be interested in Henry's performance.
But Sean had a different idea: "It may be God's blessing that there is a gambler in the team this time - maybe we really have to rely on Henry to win and get out of here!"
With his chips shrinking, Sean began to change his strategy. He withdrew from the position of "main attacker" and planned to provide "support" to Henry - letting Henry confront Jock head-on while he secretly assisted...
During the break in dealing cards, Sean leaned over to Henry's side, and Henry leaned in to listen.
Sean reminded: "Henry, let's not forget the purpose of this trip - if I trick Jock later, we will know whether the person who stole the organs is Jock himself.
"After learning this information, if I can win and solve his problem, then I will find a way to win to the end...
"If the situation is more dangerous, I suggest that after we win for a certain period of time, we can use soul chips to buy a few of us and leave Undercurrent Street safely...
"After all, the task must be carried out according to the actual situation."
Henry nodded slightly: "That's what I think too."
When Henry said this, the stone in Sean's heart fell to the ground.
After that, he tried to coordinate with Henry as quietly as possible. Not only did he take back some chips, but Henry also had more chips in front of him - the strategy worked.
There is a wind in the gambling game, and now it is a tailwind. As long as this continues, they will win in the end!
At this moment, the music played by the moonlight also became cheerful...
"We can win!" Sean's eyes lit up and he clenched his fists.
