The Duke snorted coldly and was about to open the third card. But in the middle of the hand, he suddenly retracted, pushed the card in front of the Ocean Horse, and said, "Look at it for me."
"Sir... you better see for yourself, I'm afraid I'm not lucky..." Dayang Ma looked at the Duke very embarrassed.
"Stop talking nonsense! Just watch if I tell you to!" the Duke said coldly, looking very domineering like a man... But Zhao Qiang felt... like he wanted to vomit.
Dayang Ma didn't dare to refuse, she put her hands on her skirt and wiped them, then very carefully opened the third card... Then, her eyes widened and she looked surprised. Her eyes were very complicated,
There was disbelief, fear, and panic... The Duke's pupils also shrank, and then quickly returned to normal.
Only Teacher Zhao Qiang made a very immoral "poof" sound, laughed, and said: "10 of hearts, but it's a pity that it's not a club! Although my luck is not very good, it seems that your luck is even worse! Just than
My cards are just a tiny bit too small...no more, no less, just a tiny bit!"
Yes, why is it so small? The Duke was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. Is his luck really not as good as this kid? However, no matter how unhappy he was, he still had to say a few words in the scene.
, otherwise, wouldn’t it appear that he has no grace? So, the Duke patted Yang Ma’s thigh, indicating that she did not need to be nervous about losing money, and then said to Zhao Qiang: “We have a proverb in the United States that victory or defeat depends on the military.
It’s a common thing, so winning or losing at the moment is not that important.”
"That's a Chinese proverb!" Zhao Qiang unceremoniously exposed the Duke's words. What the hell? Do you think you are a Korean stickman? Everything belongs to your family? Also, you are not a good fucking Chinese.
, thank you to us Americans, you are so beautiful! Even if you wear mink velvet, you are still a poor person! You bad old man who worships foreigners, do you really think you are the family of some celebrities or officials?
“American!”
“Chinese!”
“American!”
"It's from China!" Zhao Qiang said categorically. However, he felt a little helpless in his heart. He thought about countless scenarios in his mind, including bickering, tense situations, and even fighting as soon as they met, but... this kind of weird
He had never thought of this scene. But it really happened, and it was between him and this bad old man! On this issue, Zhao Qiang didn't mind wasting time, and... Zhao Qiang had already won three hundred
Thousands of dollars!
"Anyway, the United States also has this saying, let's not talk about it, let's continue!" Compared to arguing, the Duke preferred gambling. He said to the foreign man: "John, go get another 10 million chips."
"Yes, sir." John responded, then turned and left. Zhao Qiang was a little strange about this scene, because the Duke didn't give John a penny at all, and John went to exchange the chips. So why did he
Want to exchange chips for the Duke? Call him Master Duke? What is the relationship between them?
"Won't you take these back?" The Duke pointed to the chips on the table.
"Of course." Zhao Qiang stood up and placed the pile of hills in front of him. In the blink of an eye, he went from three million to a rich man with six million US dollars! No wonder so many people are interested in it.
Being so obsessed with gambling is so exciting!
"I hope you'll be as lucky next time!" the Duke sneered.
"It doesn't have to be great, just a little bit better than you." Zhao Qiang's hand played with the jack of hearts casually.
"Are you irritating me?" the Duke narrowed his eyes and said coldly.
"I'm just telling the truth." Zhao Qiang shrugged and said, "Since it's gambling, no one wants to lose money."
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" the Duke asked sinisterly.
"If I don't anger you, will you let me and Yu Xi go?" Zhao Qiang sneered. "Sooner or later, if we fight, it won't be you who will die... or you will die!"
"Interesting!" The Duke leaned back in his chair and said with a smile. Soon, John walked in again carrying a tray filled with chips.
"Continue to deal the cards!" Zhao Qiang smiled at Lang Yixin. Lang Yixin nodded, and then again dealt three cards to each of Zhao Qiang and the Duke.
"Is it my turn to speak this time?" the Duke asked with a smile.
"Of course, courtesy reciprocates!" After a pause, Zhao Qiang said again: "This is a Chinese idiom!"
"..." The Duke looked helpless, then looked at the cards, pushed out half of the chips, and said: "Five million!"
Zhao Qiang, however, didn't even look at the hole cards. He directly counted the five million chips and threw them out, saying: "Open the cards!"
The Duke raised his eyebrows and said very unhappily: "I raised the bet after looking at the cards. Don't you look at the cards? Maybe... your card is not worth five million at all!"
"Stop reading! I'll bet my luck with you today!" Zhao Qiang said without hesitation. "Besides, I believe that my character and luck are definitely a little bit better than yours..."
In terms of card playing skills, Zhao Qiang really didn't have much confidence in front of the Duke. Although he had received professional training, the Duke seemed to have received the same training. And from his level, it could be seen that he had already immersed himself in many card skills.
Years later, he may not be his opponent. But if luck comes, Zhao Qiang still has some confidence.
Although Zhao Qiang didn't think he was a good person, he never thought he was a bad guy. Although his hands were stained with blood, he killed all bad people. But this Duke was different. Who did he kill and how many people he killed?
, Needless to say, they both understand each other. When comparing these two people, Zhao Qiang believes that the good guys will have better luck than the bad guys!
As Zhao Qiang's trump card was revealed, a woman suddenly exclaimed in the room. This came from the man next to the Duke. Sitting in her position, she was naturally the first to see Zhao Qiang's trump card.
Yes! The Duke also had an incredible expression on his face, his eyes fixed on the card in Zhao Qiang's hand, his eyes extremely complicated. Even... even Zhao Qiang himself was frightened by the card... Could it be that his luck is really
So good?
Three qs!
These three cards were neatly arranged there, just like three twin brothers. Zhao Qiang said with a smile: "If you didn't have three old kings or three old aces, I would have won this hand again!"
"
The Duke glanced at Zhao Qiang coldly, and then turned his eyes to Lang Yixin, who was in charge of dealing cards. But Lang Yixin glared at the Duke without fear. The Duke slowly withdrew his gaze, he knew
, Lang Yixin cannot cheat under his nose!
The Duke was no longer angry, and he no longer had a smiling face, but a dull expression, and said to Zhao Qiang: "You are indeed lucky." Luck is a magical thing to say, because everyone is likely to forget it, but
This kind of luck is indeed something that can be met but cannot be sought. However... the Duke also has to admit that this kind of luck is also a kind of strength! Because if you suddenly have a heart attack and die while fighting with others, can you
Say it's your bad luck and beg King Yama to let you do it again?
Obviously, this won't work! Now, the Duke has to pay attention to this man. He used to pay attention to this man on the battlefield, but now he has to pay attention to him in the casino! He has enough strength, and this strength comes from his luck.
!
"I've always thought so!" Zhao Qiang nodded sincerely, acknowledging the Duke's statement. In the entire playing card, there are only three kings and three aces that can be bigger than Zhao Qiang, but Zhao Qiang will definitely not believe it.
He can catch these two cards. If he really catches it, Zhao Qiang will wonder if Lang Yixin let it go on purpose... because the probability of such a thing is very, very low!
"I lost." The Duke said calmly. He didn't show Zhao Qiang his cards. It can be said that... except himself, no one knew what his cards were! The Duke was angry in his heart, but his face was still full of anger.
Calmly, "Let's do it again! If you still win the third round, it proves that your luck is indeed better than mine, and then our bet ends here!"
"Agree!" Zhao Qiang nodded. He had long wanted to end this boring gambling game! Then, he stood up and pulled the small mountain of chips in front of him. Think about how easy it was to make money with this money.
It’s also very good to use the money to buy a luxury car and then a mansion!
This time, John took the initiative to exchange chips without the Duke's greeting. Zhao Qiang now understood that this foreign guy was a minion of the Duke! But how could he have so much money? He was the Duke's accountant?
Lang Yixin shuffled the cards, and then also signaled Zhao Qiang and the Duke to cut the cards. Zhao Qiang shook his head and said no, he didn't want to take away his good luck!
When the Duke saw that Zhao Qiang was not cutting, he did not cut either and said: "Deal the cards!"
Lang Yixin dealt the cards, still following the old rules, three cards for each person. Neither Zhao Qiang nor the Duke moved, nor did they look at the cards on the table. Zhao Qiang narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "This is the last one, and
...or should I speak first?”
"Yes." The Duke nodded.
"In this case..." Zhao Qiang said with a smile: "You didn't look at the cards, and I didn't look at them either! Then let's gamble on luck again this time!"
While speaking, Zhao Qiang pushed all the chips into the middle of the table. The principal was three million, plus the eight million he won from the Duke, for a total of eleven million US dollars! Even in Macau,