Five hundred and ninetieth chapters two gambling kings
Early the next morning, Young Master Tang, Mota and others were escorted by more than ten soldiers to the central villa area. This villa was very special. It had three doors for entry and exit. The door that Young Master Tang and others entered was the correct one.
Facing the villa where I am waiting for others, there are two other doors facing the other two villas.
Within this area, there are also soldiers from three countries guarding them. The number is roughly equal. However, when they saw Mr. Tang and others, the soldiers from any country began to bow and salute...
"General Mota, why do soldiers from your enemy country still salute you when they see you?" Young Master Tang asked strangely.
In Young Master Tang's opinion, when you meet the leader of an enemy country, you shouldn't grit your teeth and want to rush forward and overwhelm him in order to avenge your comrades?
"Of course you have to salute. I am the leader, so they must salute me. We are now in the 'peace negotiation period'!" Mota said proudly.
When Young Master Tang heard this, he sincerely admired Mota. Does he think that military discipline can restrain this group of people? Are you really not afraid that others will mess with you?
"During the 'peace talks', are you really so confident walking in front of the enemy's soldiers? Aren't you afraid that their guns will go off?" Young Master Tang said with a smile.
"Don't be afraid!" Mota shook his head.
"Aren't you afraid? Aren't you afraid of death?" Young Master Tang asked doubtfully.
"Of course they are afraid of death, but they don't know how to do it, and they don't dare to do it," Mota said.
"Why?" Young Master Tang was a little confused.
"Because at this time, their country's head of state is also under the guns of my troops. As long as our guns are fired, they will not be able to run away. If they die, everyone will die together." Mota said darkly to Young Master Tang, and
His exposed white teeth form a strong contrast...
Young Master Tang was really speechless at Mota's words. So they would shoot at the heads of state of the other two countries whenever they heard gunshots or chaos?
Khan, this is too childish. Don’t you know that a gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall?
If they encounter a troublemaker at this time, or if someone's gun goes off, isn't their game over?
Young Master Tang can think with his toes that the same is true for the soldiers of the other two countries. As long as they hear the sound of gunfire, they will definitely shoot at the heads of other countries, thinking that they have done evil to the leader of their own country...
If a gun really goes off at this time, I am afraid that Young Master Tang will not be reconciled to King Yama when he goes downstairs...
Without him, his death would be too unjust...
"Okay, General Mota, I hope the guns in your hands are of good quality and won't misfire casually..." Young Master Tang said helplessly.
Mota was stunned when he heard this, and then he understood what Mr. Tang meant. He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and said hurriedly: "Quick, let's leave quickly..."
Young Master Tang was a little surprised when he heard this. Didn't this guy look so righteous just now? He didn't expect to be so timid...
Of course, Young Master Tang and others also quickly followed. No one would want to die unjustly in such a meaningless conflict...
Entering the villa, Young Master Tang finally breathed a sigh of relief. Except for a few black maids, there were no more troops inside. The dozen or so soldiers escorting Young Master Tang also stayed outside the door.
I think those who came in from the other two doors also left their troops at the door...
There are no houses in this villa area. The three gates and three passages ultimately lead to the opinion hall in the middle. When Mr. Tang and others arrived at the entrance of the hall, they happened to see people from the other two countries also leaving.
Come out from the entrance...
When the three parties saw each other, they all stopped in unison and did not continue to move forward. They just stood at the door and looked at each other and the other two parties...
Young Master Tang saw an Oriental face in the passage on the left, but with a small beard that made people feel sick just looking at it. He thought it was the Japanese gambling king Koizumi Shiichiro, so this side is
It is a country that supports polar bears. On the other side there is a bearded European and American white man, who looks a bit weird surrounded by black people. He should be Phillips from the American side...
While Young Master Tang was secretly inquiring about Eleven Koizumi and Phillips, Eleven Koizumi and Phillips were also looking at Young Master Tang himself...
"Who is this Oriental? Why haven't I seen him before?" Phillips saw Mr. Tang frowning slightly...
"This Chinese man is so young. I thought China would send the sea city gambling king Jiang Yishou or a certain gambling king in Macau, but I didn't expect it to be this young man. Who is he?" Koizumi Juichiro was also secretly surprised...
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He is familiar with Phillips. For this man who can be called the world's first gambling king, Koizumi Shiichiro's heart is full of fighting spirit, but for Mr. Tang, he doesn't care too much. In his eyes, Phillips
He is his biggest opponent...
Although Mr. Tang defeated the Southeast Asian gambling king Gu Yun and the reclusive gambling king Jiang Yishou, the news only spread in China and did not spread abroad. Even those foreign gambling kings knew the news and said that the Southeast Asian gambling king Gu Yun was killed.
If a twenty-year-old boy was defeated, he would probably laugh it off and ignore it...
For Phillips and Koizumi Shiichiro, even if Guyun, the gambling king of Southeast Asia, comes to the scene in person, I am afraid it will not arouse their fear, let alone Mr. Tang...
Gambling is not just about skills, but also about heart...
All gambling kings are masters of psychology. They can judge the opponent's current mood through the most subtle expressions and movements of the opponent, and even judge the size of the opponent's current cards...
Compared with older people, young people obviously do not have an advantage in mental skills. The older people are, the more sophisticated they are, and the more they have seen, the more accurate their judgments will be, so most gambling kings are
They are all forty-year-old high-ranking figures. Gambling kings in their thirties are rare, let alone Mr. Tang, who looks like he is only in his twenties...
"Mr. Tang, the one on the left is the polar bear, the one on the right is the United States, the orientalist is Koizumi Shiichiro, and the white man is Phillips, who is also your biggest opponent tomorrow." Motta whispered.
At the same time, Koizumi Shiichiro and Phillips were also whispering to a black man next to them...
Yun Shangshang's eyes swept over Koizumi Shiichiro or Phillips. It didn't matter to her whether he lost or won the bet. His first priority was the safety of Young Master Tang...
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There was no one in the group of Koizumi Juichiro that Yun Shangshang could note. On the contrary, among the group of people in Phillips, Yun Shangshang frowned slightly as he looked at an expressionless black man...
The black man seemed to notice that someone was looking at him. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Yun Changshang. His big mouth opened, revealing his white teeth, but he looked a little fierce, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour...
"General Motta, let's go in and take a seat. Hehe, I have been famous for these two gambling kings for a long time, but I have never seen them. Today I want to have a good exchange..." Young Master Tang said with a smile.
"Let's go!" Motta nodded, looked at the heads of state of the other two countries, and strode towards the conference table in the middle...
As Mota left, Young Master Tang and others followed, and personnel from the other two countries also followed in...
There is a round table in the center of the living room, and six chairs are placed around the table. Obviously, these six positions are designed for the heads of state of the three countries and the three participants in the war...
Except for the six of them, the others were standing behind them. Behind Mr. Tang and Mota were Yun Shangshang, Ahu, Abao and Mota's two guards, a total of five people. Xiaoquan
There are four people behind Shishiro, but there are only four people behind Phillips on the American side...
"Motta, Phil, we meet again." The black man next to Phillips from the United States spoke first after sitting down.
"Tu Sisi, we have met again, and finally we don't have to call each other anymore," Mota answered.
"Yes, Tu Silu, we have been fighting for this land for many years, and it's time to take a break," Phil said.
"Well, that's why we invited Mr. Phillips, Mr. Koizumi Juichiro, and this young gentleman whose name I don't know to come over to help us end this dispute in one fell swoop. Without the fight for this land, we
The three tribes will definitely be at peace." Tusulu nodded.
Obviously, he knew the idea of Xiichiro Koizumi, but he didn't know about Young Master Tang...
"Peace? Of course, we all hope for peace. We hope that the three peace messengers can help us and bring us peace and hope."
Mota clasped his hands together and closed his eyes slightly as if he was performing some sacred ritual. He was still mumbling words, but Young Master Tang couldn't understand what he said...
Seeing Motta's actions, Phil and Tusulu also made the same actions...
Tang Dashao knew that they were doing a ritual unique to his tribe, but he didn't know why the rituals in the three countries were the same. Could it be that they all originated from the same tribe?
About thirty seconds later, Motta put down his hands, and the other two heads of state also put down their hands...
"Three of you, some of you are world-famous, and some may be just starting out, please introduce yourselves and let us all know who you are?" Phil said softly.
"Haha, let me go first, Koizumi Juichiro, the gambling king of the R Empire, has won 128 times and lost three times since his debut!" Koizumi Juichiro answered directly.
"Phillips, the gambling king of Las Vegas, has fought 187 times since his debut and lost once!" Phillips continued.
After both of them finished speaking, they immediately focused their attention on Young Master Tang...
In fact, whether Phillips or Koizumi Shiichiro, they had already met and fought against each other, but only Mr. Tang, they had no idea where he came from...