The atmosphere in the hall is very strange. The casino staff are standing and watching from a distance. This battle will determine whether they will lose their jobs. If Zhang Yang loses, the casino will probably not be able to continue to operate. Everyone has a problem.
This kind of premonition.
At this time, Xiao Yuanxing also had a serious look on his face when he arrived in the monitoring room. He personally monitored every casino the young man went to, and finally came to the conclusion that the young man did not cheat.
This is a bit unreasonable. It should be impossible for a master like a young man to hang out in a small place like C City. With his skills, he can collect gambling money even in Las Vegas and Macau. Why would he risk it?
Risk comes to the underground casino in City C?
A stranger would never take huge risks to come to an underground casino with a gangland background to make money. Almost everyone on the street knows this rule.
The only reason is that this young man has a profound background to support him in raiding the underground casinos in City C. As long as he dares to use force, the credibility of the casinos in City C that has been worked hard for decades will be wiped out.
"Who is it?"
Xiao Yuanxing lit a cigarette and took a long puff. His eyelids twitched, and a strong murderous intent appeared on his face. He had decided that today, no matter whether Zhang Yang wins or loses, he will never let this young man go.
Man. This is his Xiao Yuanxing’s territory, not just anyone can come and fight against the autumn wind!
Just when Xiao Yuanxing was depressed, suddenly, as seen in the surveillance video, Zhang Yang suddenly stood up and slapped the table with his palm, making the mahjong players jump.
"I'm telling you, two brothers, can you please stand far away? I feel a lot of pressure when you look at me like this!" Zhang Yang cursed at the two bodyguards behind the young man.
There was a sudden silence in the hall, and a group of casino staff were stunned. They didn't understand why Zhang Yang was angry. You know, although the two bodyguards were behind the young man, they were still some distance away and would not affect them at all.
Play mahjong.
Even the young man was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he stared at Zhang Yang closely.
"Brother, you don't have to look at me like that, I just want them to stay away." Zhang Yang begged pitifully.
Looking at Zhang Yang's expression, everyone in the hall looked dull. Zhang Yang, who was so domineering just now, suddenly turned into a wretched one. Even the young man looked confused.
Zhang Yang's sudden change made everyone uncomfortable.
Under Zhang Yang's pleading eyes, the young man turned around and motioned for the two bodyguards to stay away.
The moment the young man turned around, Zhang Yang suddenly rubbed his hands on the table, and the mahjong made a "crackling" sound on the table.
Hearing the clatter of mahjong, the young man turned around in shock. Unfortunately, the position of the mahjong on the table had already been rubbed beyond recognition by Zhang Yang. The young man fiddled with it thoughtfully a few times, and took a deep look at Zhang Yang...
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"Come on, play mahjong, play mahjong..." Zhang Yang's proud look made everyone in the casino blush.
This game is indeed a little different!
First of all, when young people start to play mahjong, they have to rely on the touch of their hands to determine what tiles they are, and they have to think more.
On the contrary, Zhang Yang didn't look at his cards from the beginning.
Everyone in the casino had surprises on their faces. No one thought that Zhang Yang could be so powerful. You know, yesterday Zhang Yang couldn't play mahjong or even draw cards.
Slowly, slowly, it became very strange. Zhang Yang almost didn't even touch the cards, he just picked them up and played them out, or replaced them, as if he already knew what cards they were, and the young man in a white suit had a card on his forehead.
He started to sweat. Zhang Yang's calmness caused him huge psychological pressure...
Every time the young man sees the cards he needs being played out by Zhang Yang, his heart tightens and his blood flow speeds up.
He understood that he had met a master, and he was not an ordinary master, in fact, he was even more powerful than him!
In this round, Zhang Yang didn't win, and neither did the young man. The gambler opposite Zhang Yang cheated on his big hand.
From the beginning of this round, the situation took a turn for the worse. From the second round, Zhang Yang no longer interfered with the young man's reading of cards. Of course, the young man had memorized all the cards, but the card game was no longer under his control.
Yes, because Zhang Yang had no intention of cheating, he was just creating opportunities for the other two people.
The young man's mental activity has reached its limit. What he needs to consider is not the other two people, but to analyze what card Zhang Yang will play next, who will want it after the card is played, and what will be the consequences...
?
The atmosphere became more and more solemn, and the speed became slower and slower. The young man had to think about each card for a long time, but Zhang Yang almost immediately smashed the card after he got it. From here, it is obvious that the gap between them is too big.
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After eleven consecutive rounds, Zhang Yang touched one of his own, and the other ten were from the two of them. However, the young man actually didn't win a round. The chips on his chest were getting less and less. The gold-plated chips had long been
He moved in front of the other two people.
Time is passing slowly, and the young man has asked the bodyguard to change the chips twice at the bar. He has lost dozens of the 100,000 gold-plated chips. He seems to be unwilling to do so. However, the game has always been controlled by Zhang Yang. He
There was absolutely no way to save him, because Zhang Yang's purpose was to crucify him, and he had to deal with three people and could not ignore any one of them.
The other two are mahjong masters, and with Zhang Yang's cooperation, they are like a duck in water. Even if there are occasional sabotage by young people, they are still able to do it with ease. The eyes of the two people looking at Zhang Yang are also different, full of awe. The more the
The masters are more and more afraid of Zhang Yang, because Zhang Yang's hand seems to have magical power. From beginning to end, the game is under his control...
Zhang Yang's calculation ability is fully displayed here. He is different from young people. He does not need to consider whether he will win or not. What he needs to do is to calculate every card that young people draw.
At the same time, Zhang Yang also discovered the weakness of the young man. When the young man collided with the mahjong, he could not guess the position of the mahjong through the sound and strength of the collision like him, and he could not completely remember every card. At least,
The error reached 5%. Although this was a negligible error, it was an error that could determine the outcome. Later, Zhang Yang could even make a few small touches himself, and the young man
Still helpless.
After figuring out the young man's memory patterns, Zhang Yang gradually began to control his mistakes. He was surprised to find that the young man's memory began to make mistakes due to emotional stress, and the error was as high as 50%.
"Okay, let's try another way."
When the game ended, the young man stood up suddenly, staring at Zhang Yang with a pair of blood-red eyes, and a strong power appeared between his eyebrows. Zhang Yang felt tremendous pressure. It seemed that this pressure was different from Qi Qi's.
The pressure he puts on him is similar.
"I, I..." Zhang Yang was overwhelmed by his momentum and was speechless.
"How do you want to bet?" The speaker was Xiao Yuanxing, with a cold smile on his face. He didn't know when he stood behind Zhang Yang.
"We bet on Russian roulette."
The young man stood up and mostly walked out to the Russian roulette table. Only then did Zhang Yang realize that this young man was actually half a head taller than him. Although Zhang Yang was not tall, he was only 1.78 meters tall, but he was as tall as this young man.
It seems extremely weak in comparison.
"Russian roulette?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but widen his eyes.
[I woke up late, sorry, I still ask for some recommendation votes, haha, although it is a little late, I still updated it]
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