Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Two Peripheral Gambling (two in one chapter)
"It's over, don't be disqualified from the competition because of this?"!
Chen Shihao jumped up from his seat as if his butt was on fire, ran to the front of Qin Feng's gambling table, raised his right hand with all his strength, and pointed at his right wrist with his left and right hands at the same time.
"Buddha bless me, I finally see it!"
Seeing Qin Feng take off the watch from his wrist, Chen Shihao breathed a sigh of relief. He spent millions of dollars on this gambling competition. If he quit for such a reason, he would really want to
Cry without tears.
"Thank you, I really don't know if you don't tell me."
In fact, the reason why Qin Feng took off his watch was because of Washburn's reminder. Of course, Qin Feng's ears were still not very good, so he naturally couldn't hear the sarcasm in Washburn's words.
"If I had known better, I wouldn't have told you!"
Washburn muttered, now he could see that this yellow-haired Oriental boy was a complete rookie in the casino, and he didn't even know these most basic rules.
Participating in the first round of the Gambling King Competition, there was no pressure on Washburn. He just noticed the people at the same table, except for novices, they were novices, and there was no threat to him qualifying.
At this time, announcements about the rules of the game were still ringing in the venue, but the dealers for dealing cards at each table were already in place, and the game would start in five or six minutes.
Liu Zimo, who was separated from Qin Feng and others in the restaurant, had been waiting outside the hotel. About ten minutes after Qin Feng and Chen Shihao entered the casino, he waited until Bai Zhentian.
On the MGM property, Bai Zhentian didn't bring any bodyguards at all. After asking Abao to park the car, he took Liu Zimo through the VIP channel and directly to the second floor of the hotel and casino.
"Uncle Bai, where is this place?"
Looking at the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window in front of him and the splendid decoration in the room, Liu Zimo couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't understand why Bai Zhentian brought him to such a place. He originally wanted to go to the scene to show Qin Feng
Come on and cheer.
"This is the VIP room. This room was specially built for the Gambling King Competition."
Bai Zhentian pointed to the floor-to-ceiling window and said, "Don't you want to cheer for Qin Feng? You can see it more clearly from up here, and there is also a big-screen TV broadcasting the situation below..."
"Hey, I didn't know there was such a place in the casino." Liu Zimo's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he ran straight to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking for Qin Feng.
"Mr. Bai, welcome. I haven't seen you here for a while."
Taylor, who was originally talking to the Arab Prince Abdul, saw Bai Zhentian coming in, and quickly confessed and stood up to greet him.
"Tyler, I never won any money when I came to your casino!"
Bai Zhentian and Taylor hugged each other and said with dissatisfaction: "They say the Lisboa Casino on Ao Island is a tiger's mouth. I think your MGM is about the same. Everyone who comes in loses money, so there is no winner!"
Bai Zhentian is the head of Zhongyi Hall in Hongmenli, but his social status is that he is a director of dozens of multinational companies, including some of the world's top 500 companies.
The dividends he gets from these companies alone amount to tens of millions of dollars every year. Bai Zhentian is not lewd and only likes to gamble, so he is also a frequent visitor to many casinos in Las Vegas.
However, Bai Zhentian's gambling skills are not the same as his skills. He throws millions of dollars into the casino almost every year, and he has never won once.
"Old friend, maybe you will be lucky this time."
Taylor burst out laughing when he heard this. His favorite gamblers were gamblers like Bai Zhentian and Abdul. In addition to losing every bet, the gambling products were also particularly good.
Unlike some of the VIPs in their casino, they can talk about anything if they win. If they lose, they will curse their parents, which is annoying to hear.
"Okay, I'll lend you your good advice. I'm going to have some fun later." Bai Zhentian nodded. He came to Las Vegas this time for business. He hasn't been to a casino in the past few days, and his hands are indeed itchy.
"I just had a few cigars brought from Cuba yesterday, old friend, let's have a try!"
Taylor snapped his fingers, and a waiter came over holding a tray with a cigar, cigar cutters, and a cigar gun on it.
This is Taylor's private entertainment for his friends. The cigar Abdul is holding in his hand at the moment was also purchased with his own money. Who said foreigners can't build relationships?
"Bai, may I introduce you to an Arab friend?"
Taylor looked at Abdul and said: "That's an Arab prince named Abdul. He is looking for someone to start a gambling game. In addition, there are also the rubber king of Brazil and Mr. Modise of South Africa.
Let’s start gambling, how about... we wait until the King of Gamblers Competition is over and a few of you can join in a round?"
In casinos, gambling games for the world's top richest people like Abdul are all open individually. The VIP gambling room in the casino is specially built for these people.
Not only that, their gambling rules are different from those of the casinos below. They are made temporarily. This is where the saying "the rules of the game are made by the rich" comes from.
"Betting with those Arab tycoons?"
When Bai Zhentian heard this, he glanced at Abdul, who was sitting there smoking a cigar. He shook his head and said, "Tyler, I'm not as rich as them. I have hundreds of millions of dollars just to play. Don't harm me."
me."
Although Bai Zhentian likes gambling very much, he will not indulge in it. People like him who have fought in mountains of corpses and seas of blood have self-control that is far beyond comparison.
"Bai, you are kidding me again. If we really compare, they may not be as rich as you."
Taylor smiled and cut the cigar for Bai Zhentian, half-lighted it with snow, and then handed it over to Bai Zhentian. The service was meticulous, and the demeanor of the gambling king in previous years was no longer visible in him.
As a senior manager in the casino, Taylor knew Bai Zhentian's true identity. However, Bai Zhentian always followed the rules when he came to the casino and never used his power to pressure others, so Taylor would occasionally joke with him.
"My money is not my own, so I don't mind mentioning it."
Bai Zhentian waved his hand and said: "Is there any fun gambling method today? I remember that every time you compete in the King of Gambling Competition, you will make some odds based on each player."
"Of course." Taylor nodded and said: "This year we have set odds for the top 300 people in the world who participate in betting..."
Since the top 100 people in the world will almost all participate in the finals, the people who participate in the knockout rounds are basically ranked between 100 and 300.
Of course, outliers like Washburn are relatively rare, and only a few casinos such as MGM, which controls the Gambling King Competition, can send out several players with the strength of the world's gambling kings at once.
"The odds are out, Bai. You can take a look first. I'll call out to other friends."
When Taylor raised his head, he found that the odds set by the casino for each table had been displayed. At this time, someone else entered the VIP room. He quickly confessed to Bai Zhentian and went over.
Of course, the reason why Taylor is so active in soliciting business for the casino is because he holds a certain share of the MGM Casino. Although it is very small, he is still a shareholder at least, which can greatly enhance the sense of ownership.
"Grandma, there are so many people, how can we find Qin Feng?" As soon as Taylor left, Liu Zimo came over cursing.
There were 500 contestants taking part this time. Including the staff and guards, there were 600 to 700 people looking down from the second floor. The heads below were shaking. No matter how good Liu Zimo's eyesight was, he couldn't think of Qin Qin among these people.
Find out the wind.
"Can't find which table Qin Feng is at?"
Bai Zhentian was stunned for a moment when he heard this. Besides wanting to play a few games by himself, his main purpose of coming here this time was to see Qin Feng's gambling cards.
"I can't find it. There are too many people."
Liu Zimo shook his head, looked at the big screen, and asked, "Uncle Bai, what is this for? Why are there numbers behind those names?"
"That's the list of contestants and their odds..."
Bai Zhentian raised his head and glanced, his face suddenly became weird and said: "It's strange, there is a person ranked twelfth in the world who appears in the knockout round this time. Isn't this a bully?"
Bai Zhentian comes to Las Vegas almost every year during the Gambling King Competition, so he is very familiar with the rules of the competition.
In each poker game with a base bet of 1,000 US dollars and a bet of 1 million US dollars, it is almost impossible for anyone to win in the end by luck. If you want to stand out, you must have extraordinary gambling skills and experience.
If we talk about the knockout rounds, we may be able to enter the main draw through luck, but in the end, the players from the main draw to the finals are basically the top players in the world, and it is rare for them to capsize in the gutter.
So after seeing the twelfth-ranked person in the world, there was a burst of discussion in the VIP room.
The odds behind the name Washburn are that although Washburn will lose 300 if he is eliminated, it seems that no one is ready to bet on him, because this is almost a predetermined decision to enter the finals.
player.
"Zimo, the first number is the world ranking of the following names, and the following numbers are their odds in this competition." Seeing that Liu Zimo was still a little confused, Bai Zhentian explained to him.
But while talking, Bai Zhentian also had a look of surprise on his face, because this gambling king competition only had three players ranked among the top 100 in the world in the main game, which shows how much importance various organizations attach to this competition.
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"This odds of three hundred is something you can't even see or touch.
"That's right, every year, among the people ranked at the front, who doesn't make it to the finals?"
"Taylor, you guys are so exciting!"
At this time, the number of people in the VIP room gradually increased, but after seeing the odds of 1 to 300, many people were very dissatisfied, because they all had the experience of overpowering and being unpopular, but they all lost.
Lost.
"Gentlemen and ladies, please be quiet."
Seeing that his God of Wealth was angry, Taylor had no choice but to stand in front of the stage at the bottom of the screen and said: "The participation status of each player is not something we can control. All we can give is based on each person's world.
Ranking, just give corresponding odds...
Indeed, the players who appeared in the main draw this time are indeed ranked very high, but it is not the case that top-ranked players in the world have been eliminated in the past, so I think... everyone can still bet on the upset!"
Taylor himself is from the MGM Casino, so he naturally would not tell the guests in front of him that what happened to Washburn was actually what he suggested to the boss.
Moreover, this unprecedented odds of 300 to 1 was drawn up by him to attract people's attention.
As for Washburn losing, Taylor had never thought about it, because he knew that in addition to being a skilled gambler and experienced, Washburn also had a unique skill at stealing cards and exchanging cards.
If it were in someone else's casino, Washburn might be a little more taboo about stealing cards and exchanging cards, but at MGM it was like playing at home, so there was no need to worry about being caught if he missed the mark.
Therefore, although the odds of losing 300 are very high, it is just a flower in the water, and it is definitely out of reach for these big guys in front of them.
"It's not so easy to bet on an unpopular one."
"Yeah, I bet on the longshot every year, but I don't win every year!"
Taylor's words made the voices in the venue quieter. However, no one targeted Taylor anymore. They all stared at the screen and looked at the odds of other gambling tables.
After all, the casino has set odds of three hundred to one, but it doesn't force you to bet. You can just pretend you don't see it, and there won't be any risk.
The picture on the big screen is constantly changing. In order to allow the VIPs to intuitively see the situation of each player, as each name flashes, the picture will switch to the gambling table below, revealing that person's face.
The first one to switch was naturally the gaming table No. 14 where Washburn was sitting. It should have been influenced by Washburn. After the screen paused on Washburn’s face for a few seconds, it changed from his competitor to
swept across their faces.
"Huh? Qin Feng·I saw Qin Feng!"
Although the picture did not stay on Qin Feng's face for even a second, it was still discovered by the sharp-eyed Liu Zimo, which made him scream in excitement when he couldn't find Qin Feng just now.
"Zimo, please keep your voice down, brother Qin didn't compete under this name!"
Bai Zhentian glared at Liu Zimo angrily. In his opinion, Liu Zimo was good at everything, but he was too young and could not hold his temper sometimes. This temper would take several years to be tempered before he could be put to good use.
"Okay, I get it now……"
Liu Zimo stuck out his tongue and whispered: "Uncle Bai, those people dare to pay Qin Feng three hundred at the gambling table. I think they are looking for death!"
Liu Zimo and Qin Feng grew up together. He knew that no matter what he studied, Qin Feng would always learn very well, and Qin Feng would never lie. Since he came to participate in the competition, he would be sure to win.
"Is Qin Feng that good at gambling? The opponent he faces is ranked twelfth in the world!"
Bai Zhentian looked at Liu Zimo with some doubts. He admitted that Qin Feng was a talent and admired him very much. However, there were specialties in the art, and not everyone could play this gamble.
"Uncle Bai, if Qin Feng says it's okay, then it will definitely work!" Liu Zimo doesn't care whether he is ranked in the world or not, he just trusts his brother.
"I still feel a bit unreliable!"
Bai Zhentian shook his head. He had been to the King of Gamblers Competition several times and had never seen one of the top 100 players in the world lose his hand. Anyone who bet on the long shot lost their money to the casino as the banker.
"Hey, Uncle Bai, don't believe it."
Hearing Bai Zhentian's words, Liu Zimo became anxious and said: "Uncle Bai, I still have thirty thousand US dollars. I'm going to put all my money on Washburn to lose. Please help me bet on it!"
"Thirty thousand? Thirty thousand, but you can't bet here."
Bai Zhentian laughed when he heard this and said: "The minimum bet amount in the VIP room is one hundred thousand U.S. dollars. If you bet thirty thousand U.S. dollars, don't you ask your uncle and me to put down another seventy thousand U.S. dollars?"
Seventy thousand US dollars was not a big sum for Bai Zhentian, but he was afraid that he would lose face if he lost the bet. After all, the people present were all high-profile big shots.
Liu Zimo had absolute unconditional trust in Qin Feng and said immediately: "Uncle Bai, is it okay if I borrowed your 70,000 U.S. dollars? Isn't it okay if I give you an IOU? If I win, it will be three thousand dollars."
Ten million!"
"Hey, I really didn't realize that you are such a gambler?"
Bai Zhentian glanced at Liu Zimo in surprise, nodded, and said: "Okay, remember, you owe me one hundred thousand dollars, and you must pay me back within six months, otherwise I will come to find you...
"
Although Bai Zhentian is rich, he doesn't want Liu Zimo to be addicted to gambling, so he emphasizes the word "borrow". To be honest, he really doesn't think much of Qin Feng who is facing Washburn.
"How can I use half a year, Uncle Bai? I can pay you back when the bet is over!"
Seeing Bai Zhentian agreeing, Liu Zimo couldn't help but clench his right hand into the palm of his left hand and pause for a moment. Although the elders in his family were rich, they still had strict discipline on him.
The US$30,000 was because Hua Xiaotong came to the United States, and Liu Zimo insisted on getting it from his uncle, intending to buy a better car to take Hua Xiaotong for a ride.
So when he thought about winning 30 million dollars right away, Liu Zimo's excitement was beyond words. As for whether he would lose the 100,000 US dollars, Liu Zimo, who was very nervous, had never thought about it.
"come here……"
Since he agreed to Liu Zimo, Bai Zhentian naturally would not make a mistake. He immediately waved to a waiter in the VIP room and said, "Buy me one hundred thousand dollars to win with Washburn No. 1!"
"Losing by buying Mr. Washburn?"
When the waiter heard Bai Zhentian's words, he was stunned, but he was also a trained person, so he quickly reacted and said: "Sir, are you sure you want to buy Washburn?
"
Rich people often have very weird tempers, so although the waiter heard Bai Zhentian's request clearly, he still needed the other party to repeat it.
And he deliberately said it in a loud voice so that everyone around him could hear it, so that if Bai Zhentian lost the bet in the end, he wouldn't take out his anger on little waiters like them.
Sure enough, after the waiter spoke, several surprised looks came from the side.
Although one hundred thousand US dollars is not a lot, winning or losing here does not represent money, but represents vision. Everyone wants to see who is this person who has no vision and wants to bet on the upset?
"Of course you are sure, this is my card, you can deduct 100,000 US dollars from it!"
Bai Zhentian naturally felt the gazes coming from all around him. He glared at the waiter unhappily and took out a black card from his wallet.
This black card is the VIP card of the casino. According to the regulations of the casino, if you want to become a long-term member, you must maintain a minimum fixed amount of 30 million US dollars in the card. If it is lower than this number, your membership will be cancelled.
!Bin Zage.!
Of course, the casino will also pay the interest on the thirty million US dollars at a very high rate of return, but people who can afford to save such a large amount of money will naturally not care about that little interest.
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment!"
Taking Bai Zhentian's VIP card, the waiter took out a card reader, swiped the card and entered the number of one hundred thousand dollars on it, then handed it to Bai Zhentian and asked him to enter the password.
"You kid, you really embarrass me!"
When the transaction was over, Bai Zhentian glared at Liu Zimo angrily, because he could still feel the strange looks coming from around him.
"Haha, it's so interesting. There are still people here who like to gamble on unpopularity." A voice laughed, and the person the voice was targeting was obviously Bai Zhentian.
"What? Mr. Abdul has a problem with my bet?"
Bai Zhentian's training with Liu Zimo was a family matter, but he refused to lose his prestige in front of outsiders. He immediately said: "There is an old saying in China that a man's hand fails and a horse makes a mistake. Since it is a bet, it is possible for anyone to lose or win!
"
"Theoretically, that's the case, but it would be stupid to buy that person to lose even though you know he will win!"
Abdul shook his head disapprovingly. They all knew the inside story of some casinos. For people with such high odds, the casinos would basically not let them lose. Trying to gain an upset was just a joke.
"Hmm? What if I win?"
Bai Zhentian's eyes narrowed. He had just heard Taylor introduce that the man in front of him was an Arab prince, but not to mention Arab princes, even Arab kings, Bai Zhentian didn't take it seriously.
Abdul was not interested in the gambling method in front of him at all. When he saw someone challenging him, he suddenly became excited and said: "If you win, you will win 30 million U.S. dollars. Then I
If I lose another thirty million US dollars to you, and conversely, if you lose, then you will lose another thirty million US dollars to me, what do you think?"
The so-called VIP is to allow these people to enjoy the most noble services. They can make rules at will, so as long as Bai Zhentian agrees, the gambling method Abdul just proposed will be expressed in writing.
"Damn it, these Arabs are crazy, all of them crazy!"
When he heard that Abdul wanted to bet 30 million, the corners of Bai Zhentian's eyes couldn't help but twitch a few times, and he cursed secretly in his heart.
It is true that he likes to gamble, but the most he has ever lost, which is eight million US dollars and a bet of thirty million dollars per game, is something Bai Zhentian has never played before.
"What? You don't dare to play? It's only 30 million, and you can use your card to pay for winning or losing."
Abdul is not arrogant, but he has enough confidence. To him, thirty million US dollars is no different from those in the hall who bet thirty-three hundred dollars.
There are many people who do not spend their own money and are not afraid of big troubles. As soon as Abdul spoke, a foreigner with a mustache said: "Abdul is right. Since you bet on the longshot, then
Bet bigger..."
Not only that, many people who were originally looking at the odds also gathered around. For them, betting among members is far more interesting than betting against the casino.
"Thirty million, right? I made a bet with you!"
Bai Zhentian is a person who lives in the world. The most important thing is his face. Being so squeezed by Abdul, not to mention whether he will win or lose, he can't lose his dignity even if he knows he will lose.
Bai Zhentian waved to Taylor and said: "Taylor, let someone draft a gambling agreement. Abdul and I are going to have a peripheral bet..."
"Bai, it's not necessary, is it?"
Seeing Bai Zhentian gnashing his teeth, Taylor, who was greeting the guests just now, couldn't help but feel frightened. He was really afraid that Bai Zhentian would kill Abdul after losing.
"Let's make an agreement!" Bai Zhentian waved his hand. As the saying goes, a person has a face and a tree has a skin. In this situation, how could he lose his momentum?
"Okay, I'll let someone make an agreement..."
Taylor shrugged and said, "But you two, no matter who wins or loses, the casino needs to take a 10% rake!"
The casino will provide the most convenient conditions for VIPs, and it can ensure that the winning party can collect the gambling money they won. Of course, the 10% commission is also a full three million.
Bai Zhentian glanced at Abdul and said with great momentum: "Hurry up and get the contract, otherwise some people will be happy that the bet is over."
"well!"
Taylor agreed, but turned around with a wry smile on his face. He couldn't tell Bai Zhentian that Washburn would definitely advance to the finals. In other words, he would definitely lose.
"Okay, Chinese, you gamble very boldly. No matter you win or lose, after the game is over, I will invite you to participate in my gambling game."
Seeing Bai Zhentian's arrogant look, Abdul gave Bai Zhentian a thumbs up.
No one who can enter this room is a simple person, and naturally they will not make enemies casually. After Abdul provoked Bai Zhentian to bet against him, he immediately expressed his goodwill.
"Okay, if I win, I will naturally join your bet..."
Bai Zhentian nodded calmly, but his heart was bleeding. Thirty million US dollars was his annual income, and he was about to lose it in this casino.
Thinking of this, Bai Zhentian couldn't help but glare at Liu Zimo again.
At this time, Bai Zhentian felt extremely regretful. Why did he insist on trying to help Liu Zimo gain more knowledge? This kid is simply a super money-spreading boy!
