The croupier is an old man from Tongqianfang. He rarely makes mistakes and is very confident in his own methods. He is even a serious early-stage warrior of the Body Tempering Realm, and he still takes a thousand courses. Generally speaking, if he makes two or three mistakes in a busy day, it would be considered a big deal. Zero mistakes in a day is Qianmen's requirement.
But today, the dealer has made five mistakes! So the reason why he was sweating on his forehead was not because he lost too much on the stage, but because something seemed wrong with his hands today.
"Wow! It's all-in with interest again! Is this guy out of his mind? If he plays like this, wouldn't everything be lost if he loses?"
"Tsk, you know how to play? You know how to play, but I haven't seen you win money? Are you annoyed by the nagging? Are you going to follow me? Don't follow me!"
"Fuck you! He has won so many times in a row, how can he still win? I bet the other way!"
After two more rounds, the person who bought with Zhang Yan burst into laughter, and the person who bought against him had ugly expressions on their faces, with expressions of disbelief.
"Won again?! Is this the ninth or tenth game in a row? This guy's luck is incredible!"
"Hehe, you see the dealer's expression has changed. Oh, he went all-in with profit again. If he wins again, then this table will start to lose money today."
"Wow! Won again!?"
"It's amazing! I risked my life and went all-in to follow him, and I actually won! Hahaha..."
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To be precise, this was the eleventh game Zhang Yan had won in a row, but no one noticed him in the first few games. At this moment, the eyes of most people in the entire lobby fell on him.
Curiosity, envy, vigilance, jealousy... On the contrary, Zhang Yan himself has always been calm and calm. Even though he now has a thick stack of money in front of him, it doesn't seem to make him have any trouble.
"Brother, just accept it as soon as you see fit. Hetongqianfang is open to do business, and we don't just do it for a day or two. How about leaving some luck and come back tomorrow?"
A one-eyed man with a rough face and a fierce face came close to Zhang Yan. His words were like swords, and the aura he exuded was definitely not that of an ordinary person, but that of a warrior. According to Zhang Yan's perception, this person should be a warrior in the late stage of the body tempering realm, and generally speaking, he is considered a rare master in the market.
Looking at the gamblers carefully dispersed around him, Zhang Yan knew that the strong man next to him was probably not easy to mess with. In addition to his good cultivation, he was probably the one taking care of the place on a daily basis.
"Oh? Mr. Wu asked me to come here to find him. I've only played a few games and now he's not welcome? Isn't this inappropriate?" Zhang Yan smiled and didn't panic at all. Don't say that he is just looking for trouble. How can you be afraid? What's more, he's just a warrior in the Body Tempering Realm. Now I'm afraid he can't even break through his Five Elements Qi Shield. What are he afraid of?
Hearing Zhang Yan mention "Master Wu" as soon as he opened his mouth, the fierce expression on the man's face visibly stiffened. He looked Zhang Yan up and down again and asked with a slight hesitation: "Master Wu asked you to come to him? Can you leave a name?"
"Zhang Yan." He replied, and Zhang Yan once again bet all the money in his hand. This time it was still the simplest guess of odd or even.
However, the dealer, who was doubting his life due to his continuous mistakes, had trembling hands and for a while he really didn't dare to shake his cup. I am already crying in my heart: What happened today? How come things keep going wrong! This is killing me!
"You go down."
A greeting from behind saved the croupier, who was already mentally depressed. He needed to go down and hone his skills again and build up his confidence. Otherwise, he would be troubled by the inexplicable continuous mistakes.
"Replacement? That's okay. Let's go." Zhang Yan knew that this time he was replaced by a master. But he doesn't care. What the luck-stealing charm steals is a person's luck, and it has nothing to do with skill level. As long as you are still alive, living people will make mistakes and have bad luck, so you cannot escape the influence of the luck-stealing charm.
Go all-in and win or lose in a split second. If you lose once, all previous wins will be in vain. Now that the croupier had been changed, the fierce and strong man didn't say anything more. He motioned to his subordinates to go out and report, while watching the outcome of this round.
In fact, if I have to say it, the money Qianfang has lost on this platform so far is not an extraordinary amount. But this trend of following the trend needs to be resisted. Otherwise, those desperate gamblers would all choose to go all-in, and that would be a big trouble in the money shop.
So at this time, except for Zhang Yan who was still playing, everyone else on the table was cleared away by the thug who took out the stick from his waist. You can watch the fun, but you can't participate.
"Wow! Won again!"
"We won a lot this time! If we continue to win like this, I'm afraid even Tongqianfang won't be able to handle it, right?"
"Definitely! Didn't you see that someone ran out just now? This person reported Mr. Wu's name, and the people in the venue didn't dare to touch him for a while. There is a good show to watch."
The new dealer was also dumbfounded. He had obviously used tricks when he opened the dice cup, but something that was originally a sure thing went wrong! This shouldn't be the case! You must know that he is the team leader of the dealers in Tongqianfang, and he does not necessarily make a mistake throughout the year. How could it be such a coincidence today?
"Let's roll the dice and let's continue." Zhang Yan raised his chin and signaled the dealer to continue. He wasn't going to stop until Wu Qingling came.
After some hesitation, I finally got a shot. No surprises. Zhang Yan won again, but the dealer made an inexplicable mistake again. He won't know that the reason for his mistake is determined by where he stands. No matter who it is, unless they know how to get rid of the effect of the luck-stealing talisman, or rely on their own powerful soul and blood to suppress it, they can only leave the scope of the luck-stealing talisman if they want to remain unaffected.
Unfortunately, it is said that the croupier never left the banker's seat. This resulted in Zhang Yan stealing so much that he couldn't lose even if he wanted to.
By the time Zhang Yan won the seventeenth hand in a row, the money in front of him was a bit scary.
"Go on, won't such a small amount of money be too much for the huge Hetong Qianfang to carry, right?"
The dealer didn't dare to respond to this. Even if he was the head dealer in Tongqianfang, he didn't dare to continue having sex with each other. Winning seventeen games in a row is definitely not bullshit luck. It was obvious that he met such an expert today. Therefore, if he still tries to hit someone even though he knows he will lose, doesn't this mean he is telling others that he is a fool? If you dare to do this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive afterwards.
In fact, until now, many people watching the excitement do not envy Zhang Yan. Because according to their thinking, although this large amount of money is greedy, there is still a question whether Zhang Yan can take it away. Don't worry, no one from Tongqianfang is going to take him now. I'm afraid we won't know whether he is dead or alive until a while.
Just when Zhang Yan was about to continue to provoke the general, several people came in from outside the door. The first person was none other than the owner of Hetong Qianfang, the young master of the Wu family, Wu Qingling.
"Zhang Yan, are you planning to ruin this for me?"
