In this round, Sean had a good hand and called two souls.
Five river cards were revealed, and all three of them followed to the end of the round, but they did not bet too many chips before.
In the gambling game just now, Sean has been observing Henry and Jock, and his poker skills have also improved a lot in a short period of time - he feels that he has almost figured out Henry's knack for reading opponents and scenes.
At this moment, in his eyes, the cards are no longer cards, but probabilities.
Opponents are not just emotional and physical reactions, but also style, inertia and disguise...
He felt like he had enlightened and understood some of the functions of a "gambler".
"This is the ability given by the divine root and the observation ability of my own function..." Sean thought, "Under pressure, I can understand the basic functions of other professions at a faster speed..."
Judging from the situation on the court, Henry has a greater chance of winning this round. However, this is not the time to risk it.
The last raise in this round. If Henry plays steadily, he will definitely win all the chips in this round.
However, Henry began to speak, and his voice seemed to be trembling very slightly: "Jock. In this game, I will use all my chips to bet on that thing of yours."
Sean and Catherine suddenly turned their heads to look at Henry.
Jock raised his eyebrows, the wrinkles on his forehead slightly deformed by the bullet holes. He put his cards back on the table, leaned back on the chair, and took out a pendant strung on a silver chain from his purple coat pocket.
Swinging in the air, they were two yellow-brown dice threaded together.
"Henry!" Sean snapped, "What are you doing?!"
Henry stared at the yellow-brown dice pendant swinging in the air, as if he was hypnotized by it: "Xiao, you don't know what that is..."
Behind him, watching the card game from a distance, Frank, wearing round sunglasses, spoke: "That's a dice made of the molars of a certain martyred saint.
"People who wear it can get better luck in gambling.
"It is said that it is the only treasure in the world that can improve luck."
Catherine looked at the pendant in disbelief - she never knew that there was a mysterious legacy that could change luck.
Luck is the most unpredictable thing in the world.
It is a revealed link of destiny. If its effectiveness is magnified, it can even cause the birth of a god or the fall of a country.
And destiny is something as elusive and unknowable as the universe itself.
If the effect of "Molar Dice" is real and the negative effects are not too scary, then it is definitely an A-level mysterious heritage, a priceless treasure that can make high-level explorers flock to it even if they risk their lives.
"No wonder..." Sean muttered. He had an inkling of what happened to those gang members.
"This thing can improve your luck, so how can we beat you in gambling?" Sean frowned and looked at Jock coldly and asked.
Frank replied: "No, Xiao. Jock didn't wear it. Only by wearing it can it be effective. What he wants is the feeling of gambling, not the effect of the prop..."
Jock smashed his mouth: "Do you want to bet on my pendant..." He squinted his eyes with a vicious expression: "I cherish this pendant very, very much, so if you want me to bet on it, in addition to chips, , you still have to stake the things you cherish most..."
"I know the rules..." Henry's heartbeat became extremely fast, "I bet on my eyes."
The hard-faced dealer was silent for a while, seemingly analyzing Henry's mortgage, and said: "It's worth four chips."
Catherine clenched her fists behind Sean: "Sean, we were deceived by him! He responded to your recruitment order from the beginning just so that someone could bring him to Undercurrent Street to participate in this bet!"
Sean let out a breath and nodded helplessly.
He knew this was the case, but there was nothing they could do to stop it.
"Not enough," Jock held the toothpick in his hand, "Not enough!"
"Okay, I'll put my heart on it! Plus my heart!" Henry's neck turned red, almost turning into a shout. It was as if the unique A-level mysterious legacy was about to fall into his hands, "In addition, there is also my soul!"
Sean knew that Henry's cards must be very good for him to dare to take such a big risk.
Jock seemed stunned and whispered: "Dedicate your heart and soul?
"However, if you lose, you will die in this tavern, and your soul will become my bargaining chip - even so, are you willing?"
"Henry!" Sean suddenly slapped the table. Faced with the betrayal of his teammates, he wanted to take out his M1920 and kill the gambler directly. However, if he did this, he wouldn't survive.
At this moment, Henry couldn't hear the sounds around him at all, his eyes sparkled and he nodded fiercely.
The stern dealer's voice was devoid of any emotion: "The heart and soul of the explorer are worth twenty chips."
"This gentleman bets a total of one hundred and fifty chips."
Jock's face became serious, and his eyes, which had always been listless, opened a little wider.
The gambler seemed lost in thought and hesitation.
After a moment, he slowly exhaled: "Follow the bet."
He placed the molar dice in an empty cup next to him: "Let's play the cards."
Henry excitedly turned over the cards in his hand. He had two K's in his hand.
There is a King and two Queens on the river.
Three kings and a pair of queens.
It is indeed a good card worth investing everything in!
After seeing Henry's cards, Jock's face froze, with a ferocious expression: "I thought you wanted to deceive me... After all, there are already so many chips on the table."
Henry clenched his hands into fists and almost shouted.
Jock turned over the cards in his hand, two queens.
Added to the two queens on the river, there are four queens.
Bigger than Henry's card.
"I'm sorry." Jock fell back on the chair with his body relaxed, "It seems that I won..."
Henry kept his hands clenched into fists, his posture and expression seemed to be frozen.
He never thought that when he got such a good card, he would encounter the enemy card.
"You cheated!" He pointed at Jock and roared without thinking, "You used the power of the dice!"
The bartender behind the bar, who had been crossing his arms, interrupted Henry's shouting: "Jock didn't wear it, and he promised me not to use the power of the dice in the pub. He didn't cheat, it was fate!"
Henry stood there blankly, his accusing hand hanging down feebly. Then, his whole body began to tremble, and his mask faced Sean: "Xiao, help me! Help me!"
Sean's elbows rested on the table, and he stared ahead, speechless.
The iron-faced dealer spoke slowly: "Now is the time to cash in the bet."
Henry almost threw himself on the gambling table and shouted one sentence.
This sentence is somewhat familiar to Sean - the only tough guy who can still speak in the organ theft case, his last words were also this sentence:
"give me one more chance!
"Give me another chance!"
Amid the hysterical shouting, Henry's eyes seemed to be gouged out by invisible claws. The bloody eyeballs drifted in Jock's direction.
The poker man's shouts turned into screams.
His chest was not opened, but his heart floated out of his chest and beat in the air...
"Without a heart, you can't live." Jock sighed with satisfaction.
Henry's body twitched with reality, then he collapsed to the ground.
Jock snapped his fingers in the air, and Henry's blue explorer soul, which was much richer than ordinary people, was dragged out of his body, wailing in the air.
Although he was a betrayer, Sean and Katherine still felt intense discomfort. Amid Henry's wailing, the two of them lowered their heads with heavy expressions and said nothing.
Henry's eyes, heart and soul turned into a dozen chips and fell on the pile of chips in front of Jock.
The gambler seemed to be used to this, and just used a toothpick to shave the teeth that seemed to be filled with flesh and blood.
