When Dowling worked here before, he enjoyed quietly observing the gamblers, and he also summarized a set of theories about the characteristics of unlucky people who will lose every time they gamble. He was convinced of his fallacy, so he quickly After comparing the number of people on both sides of the big and small, I decided to buy the small.
The dealer began to roll the dice, and everyone at the table pricked up their ears and listened carefully. As the dice cup fell to the ground with a snap, several people shook their heads in disappointment and left. Apparently they had heard the points.
Dolin also heard it. He stared at the dealer's face with his eyes widened, and roared in his heart: "You are so stupid! You actually gave me a leopard! I can't afford to lose now."
Seeing that the dealer was about to open, Dolin let out a strange scream and slapped the table. The dice in the cup jumped obviously. The whole table turned around and stared at him. The group of people who bought the big ones seemed to want to Cut him to pieces with his eyes.
"Well... there are flies..." Dorian used this very unconvincing excuse.
"You..." The dealer obviously wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all. Daolin was his colleague after all. Besides, he only pressed 100 yuan in chips, so he just helped him once.
So the result is: "Two two three, small."
Dorian picked up the winning money and ran away immediately. The book was too small and scary, and he almost fell on the first hand.
His theory of decline completely failed, so he decided to give up relying on luck to win money. As expected, gambling means nine times out of ten he loses. In the end, he still has to rely on his own skills to solve the problem.
He came to the card table and sat down. There happened to be one missing person in the Landlord game here. Daolin put on a slutty face and said, "You three, how big should we play?"
One of the three ghost hunters on the opposite side said: "We don't have much time. We have three thousand. The landlord can call one to three times. Multiple bombs will not double the number."
Dowling said: "Okay, let's take turns dealing the cards, I'll go first."
"Whatever," said the other.
They thought that with the casino staff standing aside to supervise, Dolin wouldn't be able to do any tricks, but they were too naive...
After Dowling finished dealing the cards, he successfully got the landlord card, and then bid three times. He actually only had 300 yuan in chips on hand, but it didn't matter, because there was no chance of losing when he dealt the cards.
The three people on the opposite side stared wide-eyed as they watched Dolin throw all the cards with a bomb, and the three people handed over a total of 27,000 chips in an instant.
They looked at the casino staff aside with pleading eyes. The man stood there shaking his head, mourning for them in his heart. If you dare to play poker with Daolin, you are asking for death...
So with unwillingness and luck, the second round began. This time it was a man on the left of Dolin who dealt the cards. He shuffled the cards desperately and cut them again and again. Dolin looked at the girl with a lustful look. Staring at his every move, the man was so scared that he looked at him.
After the dealing of the cards was over, the person who dealt the cards got the landlord card this time. He was hesitating whether to become the landlord when he saw Dolin looking at him with a sinister smile on his face. His eyes seemed to say: "You boy, you have such a bad card. Don’t even think about turning around by relying on those eight pieces of salted fish.”
"Why is this bomb devil looking at me like this... Could it be that he peeked at my cards? It's impossible. How did he do it in front of everyone? It must be a bluff... Be calm, calm."
So based on this man's calm and objective judgment, he chose not to shout. The landlord's rights were once again in the hands of Daolin, and he decisively shouted three times.
Dowling had already calculated how to win with this deck of cards, even taking into account their psychological factors. Just as the man was shuffling the cards, Dowling had already memorized the order of the entire deck. Cutting and dealing cards, all this is in Dorian's mind. He knows exactly what cards everyone holds. This is destined to be another massacre.
In this hand, Dowling didn't have bombs in succession. In fact, his cards were not that good, but the three of them still lost. Their cooperation was average and they were restricted in everything. Dowling always threw out a combination that no one had at the right time. If others have more pairs, he will play a set, and if others have more sets, he will throw a straight. In order to deal with him, these three people have to frequently shuffle cards, or simply throw bombs. The last hand
The cards were scattered and no one escaped.
The three of them looked at the supervisor on the side with pleading eyes this time. The man shrugged his shoulders, meaning that you all asked for it.
So the three of them sadly quit the game after contributing a total of 54,000 chips. Two decks of cards eliminated them. Naturally, they felt very unbalanced. They even went to Uncle Wu to question the game.
In the end, Uncle Wu said in a serious manner: "Gambling requires concentration, hearing, dynamic vision, physical strength, and the ability to make the most correct judgment in an instant, and luck is also important sometimes. If you really think you can win, It’s really a shame for people who have no technical skills at all.” The three of them were speechless by what he said, and had no choice but to leave in disgust.
After killing three bullies, Dowling's chips exceeded 50,000. Now he was full of confidence and still had a lot of time. An evil plan arose in his mind, and he wanted to eliminate as many competitors as possible.
So Dowling came to the banker's table and started his plan. He sat down and played with the dealer. People around him found that he was betting more and more, and almost all of them were losing. When Dowling lost three After more than 10,000 chips, almost everyone bought the dealer's side.
Dowling acted completely like a rookie. Every time he got a winning card, he would fail because he chose to bid the third card. In fact, Dowling knew all about what card would appear next. It was not difficult to beat the dealer. , his purpose is to kill everyone who places bets.
In Dowling's last, seemingly desperate bet of twenty thousand, no one who bought Player won.
Five minutes later, Daolin successfully eliminated more than 20 ghost hunters, and walked away with nearly 200,000 chips...
Daolin went to attend mahjong, Pai Gow, Stud, and other sports with some technical content. Later, when others saw him coming, they immediately ran away.
At three o'clock in the morning, there were only 79 people holding 100,000 chips in their hands. More than half of the people were eliminated. Among them were some of the top 50 players on the odds list. I have to say that Dowling was responsible for this matter. Certain responsibility.
However, there were still many masters who caught up after following Daolin's advice. In the end, they tried their best, such as cutting the white board with their bare hands while playing mahjong, shaking steel balls in the air at roulette, and one guy almost dismantled a slot machine. , in short, they also passed the risk.
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