The non-stop activities all day long, the thrills and excitement at night, and the chat with Ye Hua, made the commotion last past four o'clock. Even though Mr. Tang was full of energy, he couldn't help but fall asleep...
Everyone was very tired and got up extremely late this morning.
Outside the door of Mr. Tang's room, a group of reporters, more reporters than last time, were already waiting outside the door!
Because of the breaking news yesterday, they wanted to interview Young Master Tang again...
At nine o'clock in the morning, the bell in Mr. Tang's room began to ring...
Ye Hua rubbed his groggy eyes and got up. He answered the phone without saying a word and directly pushed Mr. Tang.
"What are you doing? I want to sleep..." Young Master Tang said in a daze.
"I have a call for you." Ye Hua yawned.
"Telephone? Who is so unpleasant, calling so early in the morning?" Mr. Tang took the phone very depressed.
"Hey, who is..."
When the person on the other side of the phone heard this voice, he felt something was wrong. Why didn't he seem to have gotten up yet?
"Mr. Tang, I am Phillips, are you still sleeping in bed now? There are many words in Wucuo Novel Network"
After the voice from the other side came, Young Master Tang suddenly shivered, and his sleepiness disappeared instantly...
It’s over, it’s over…
I overslept, damn, I forgot about the gambling battle with the better people yesterday morning...
"Ah, how could it be? I've already gotten up. Where are you?" Young Master Tang asked hurriedly.
"Uh, really? Well, we are in the hotel where you are staying, in the gambling hall on the top floor, which you have been to!" Phillips said.
"Okay, I'll be there soon!" Mr. Tang said quickly and then hung up the phone.
Ye Hua next to him also looked embarrassed. He slept late yesterday and actually forgot about important things today...
"Get up quickly!" The two looked at each other and hurriedly started to get dressed...
Compared to Young Master Tang, Ye Hua was faster. Today, Ye Hua was still the first to deal with him and then opened the door. As a result...
Compared to yesterday, there were at least three times more reporters blocking the door today!
A reporter who was familiar with Ye Hua couldn't help but reveal a mysterious smile when he saw Ye Hua walking out of the room again. Perhaps everyone's guesses yesterday were indeed correct. This Mr. Tang really likes to carry mountains on his back.
…
I just don’t know what kind of person he likes, how about someone like me?
If Mr. Tang knew the thoughts rolling in the minds of some reporters outside the door, he would definitely have the urge to hit the wall...
"It's early in the morning. You all got up so early. You are really dedicated. But I'm afraid I don't have time to answer your questions today..." Ye Hua said casually. It's a joke. It's already past nine o'clock now and the gambling is about to start.
Who has time to answer your questions...
At this time, Young Master Tang also came out. Looking at the excited reporters, he showed his white teeth and said: "Everyone, I'm sorry, I know what you want to know. It's nothing more than the gambling war between me and the gambling kings today.
, I can tell you without hesitation that I will definitely win today!"
The reporters were all dumbfounded when they heard this...
This tone, this awesomeness, it's too loud, too loud...
But what?
We love it!
As for news, the more explosive the better, the louder the better, and the louder the bullshit, the better to win everyone's attention, isn't it? Their newspapers, impurities, news, will be read by people, isn't it...
"Okay, I won't say any more. You can follow us to the gambling hall on the top floor. It will be clear at a glance what the result will be!" Tang Dashao said.
While Young Master Tang was talking to reporters, Ye Hua had already knocked on the door of Ah Hu and Ah Bao's room, and a group of eight people walked directly towards the elevator.
When the security guard at the elevator saw Mr. Tang and the others coming, he seemed to know him. He hurriedly pressed the elevator button and then went in to block the elevator door. After Mr. Tang and the others entered, the reporters could only wait for the next one.
After all, one elevator cannot carry so many people!
When we arrived at the top floor, the moment the elevator door opened, many people focused their attention on the elevator entrance!
Young Master Tang took Ahu and others, and without paying attention to everyone's gazes, he came directly to Phillips to say hello, and at the same time glanced at a man with a mustache sitting next to Phillips...
"Haha, Mr. Tang, you came just in time. It's about to start in less than ten minutes!" Phillips said with a smile.
"I'm afraid that Mr. Tang was busy until midnight yesterday and forgot the time. In two days, no, it should be said that it was a day and a half, Mr. Tang made 200 million in money from one of my many casinos in Las Vegas.
This result is really brilliant, and I’m afraid it has already broken the Las Vegas record!”
Behind Phillips, there was a sinister-looking man with a vertical mark between his eyebrows. It suddenly looked like his eyes were closed, but his face seemed to be of Chinese descent, and he should be a mixed race...
…
However, this guy's expression was not friendly when he spoke, and he obviously didn't have a good impression of himself...
Thinking about it carefully, if you think about it, if you think about it, you are the gambling king in Las Vegas, and suddenly a guy comes out and wins 200 million here, you will not be happy, it is like taking money from your own pocket
It's the same as paying money, even though the money is not his!
"Oh, let me introduce you. This is Rex, nicknamed the Three-Eyed Gambling King. Did you see the gap between his eyebrows? This is where his title of Three-Eyed Gambling King comes from!" Phillips introduced.
"Haha, three-eyed gambling king? Well, it looks quite impressive. In our ancient Chinese legends, there is a god Erlang who also has three eyes. His third eye has very magical effects. I don't know if you are the third eye.
Do the three eyes have any special function..." Tang Dashao smiled pointedly.
When Rex heard this, he tightened his application, shrank his head back, and stopped talking.
Tang Dashun couldn't help but be stunned by this situation. Could it be that the vertical line between this guy's eyebrows really has a special function?
"This is Thomson, the gambling king of California!" Phillips introduced.
"Hello, my name is Tang Fei!" said Young Master Tang.
"Hello, Mr. Tang, I hope you will give me some advice later!" Thomson said.
"This last one probably needs no introduction," Phillips said with a smile.
"Of course, we are all old friends, especially the many gifts this old friend gave me, I remember them all!" Young Master Tang said calmly.
The last one is, of course, Koizumi Juichiro...
However, after hearing what Young Master Tang said, Koizumi Shiichiro's pupils shrank. He had never given Young Master Tang any gift, but since the other party said that, he must have meant something!
So it’s self-evident what this gift is…
The Hattori family should have already taken action, but when he saw Tang Fei standing in front of him intact, he knew that the Hattori family had failed!
How is this possible? How could the Hattori family fail?
They are legendary ninjas, they can become invisible, they can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, they are omnipotent!
Obviously, although Koizumi Juichiro knows about the existence of superpowers, he knows too little about the world of superpowers...
Young Master Tang's spiritual energy has always been hanging on this person. Naturally, it is what he is thinking...
"Tang...Hello, Mr. Tang, we meet again..." Koizumi Shiichiro's mouth seemed to have a lump of shit in his mouth, and he stuttered and seemed to be fawning when he spoke...
In the ears of the other gambling kings, they felt a little depressed. What happened to Koizumi Shiichiro?
After all, he is also a gambling king, but why does he talk like an angry little daughter-in-law?
"What cards are we playing?" Mr. Tang ignored Koizumi Shiichiro and looked directly at Phillips.
Yesterday, we just made a bet for today, as well as the amount. We didn’t say what we were going to play, but in Young Master Tang’s opinion, no matter what we were playing, it was the same...
"Haha, Texas Hold'em!" Phillips chuckled.
Texas hold'em?
Young Master Tang was stunned when he heard this...
When I was in Africa last time, I proposed to play Texas Hold'em, but because I didn't know how to play, I changed the game to other methods. But I didn't expect that Phillips actually proposed to play Texas Hold'em again today...
Damn it, Texas Hold'em, I really don't know how to play it, and I don't know the rules yet...
Seeing that Young Master Tang was stunned, Phillips couldn't help but said: "Mr. Tang, you still don't know how to play Texas Hold'em poker, right? There are many words in Wucuo Novel Network"
Except for Koizumi Juichiro, who flashed a smile when he heard this, the other two gambling kings seemed to have heard some joke...
Still don’t know how to play Texas hold’em poker?
Then you are considered a gross gambling king?
"Ahem, it's just Texas Hold'em. Who said I can't play it?"
At this moment, Young Master Tang is planning to pretend to be fat...
Damn it, at this moment, all the reporters are here. If I really admit that I don’t know how to play Texas Hold’em poker, I will be embarrassed...
These days, it doesn't matter if you are embarrassed, but this is not China, but the United States!
If this kind of news that ridicules oneself appears in foreign newspapers or on TV, it will be a smear to the entire China!
Young Master Tang is abroad and does not want to discredit his motherland...
"Can you play? Haha, okay, let's play Texas Hold'em today. Do you have any objections?" Phillips asked.
At this time, Koizumi Shiichiro and the three gambling kings seemed to have agreed upon it, and said in unison: "No objection!"
Five people are playing, and four of them have no objections. Even if Young Master Tang wants to have objections, he can only hold it in himself...
At this moment, Tang Dashang felt as if he had been fooled...
Fell into the trap of this old guy Phillips!
This guy definitely did it on purpose!
Damn it, now I don’t even know the rules of Texas Hold’em, what should I do?
Is this really how it started?
Phillips looked at the troubled Young Master Tang, and a smile flashed across his face. The impression Tang Fei left on him last time was really profound. Based on the information he collected, he could play other games and win by himself.
None of them are big. Only Texas Hold'em is probably his flaw...