After standing behind and watching for a while, Tie Jun was shocked again and again.
Lu Bingbing did not bet on every hand of cards. She often played with chips in her hands and muttered as if she was calculating something.
Then, he suddenly pushed tens of thousands of chips inadvertently. What was surprising was that as long as he placed a big bet, he would definitely win.
Tie Jun couldn't see Mingtang, but the little croupier also looked confused. Could it be that she couldn't see it either?
As the chips in front of Lu Bingbing piled up more and more, the little croupier's forehead was sweating. He looked at Lu Bingbing repeatedly, but he was still confused.
It seems that he is not big-hearted and brainless. Like Gao Laosi, he should have his own areas of proficiency, such as blackjack in front of him.
Looking at Lu Bingbing again, Tie Jun no longer dared to look down upon her, but at this moment he felt that she was unfathomable!
He lit a cigarette and stepped aside, just in time to see Dajun and Maomao coming over. Tiejun stepped aside and waited for them to come over.
As they got closer, they saw their expressions. Tie Jun frowned, Da Jun looked indignant, and Maomao had tears stains on his face.
"Hi, Brother Tie!"
Dajun grinned, which was far-fetched. Maomao curled his lips, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Well, Maomao, what's wrong? Who bullied you?"
Tie Jun pulled Maomao and asked the child to cry.
Maomao tilted his head and said with an aggrieved look: "My dad won the bet. I advised him to stop playing. He scolded me to get out and kicked me!"
"Oh! He's in too deep and won't listen to anyone's words. Brother Tie, it's useless for you to help him. It's useless. I'm stunned!"
Dajun sighed, obviously losing trust in his elder brother.
"Brother Lockhead leads a very powerful con man?"
"Well, with three big cards, the opponent lost all 500,000. He was about to leave, but my eldest brother shamelessly asked for another round. No, he kicked Maomao out too!"
"My mother was afraid that he would be like this, so she specifically asked me to look at him and said that my father was the best to me and that I was good at what I said, but..."
Maomao couldn't speak anymore and kicked the wall hard.
"Maomao is not angry anymore, go home with mom!"
"Well, bye brother!"
"goodbye!"
Dajun took Maomao away. Tiejun looked at his watch and realized it was time to do something.
Walking behind Lu Bingbing, Tie Jun bent down and rubbed her face and said, "Baby, tell me how to play blackjack!"
"Okay, then I'll explain it to you!"
Lu Bingbing moved her buttocks and pulled Tiejun to sit on the edge. It was very crowded. Lu Bingbing's buttocks were big and Tiejun's were not small either. They were simply bullying the chair.
A gambler next to him swallowed his saliva. Looking from top to bottom, it was difficult to pull out after entering the ravine in Lu Bingbing's collar.
"Blackjack is a game that looks simple, but it is very difficult to play. Those who are proficient in it are all mathematical geniuses!"
As soon as Lu Bingbing opened her mouth, the little croupier curled her lips. It was a woman's nature that Lu Bingbing was too seductive to men. She looked upset and jealous.
The other gamblers became interested and pricked up their ears to listen.
"Blackjack originated in France. After entering the UK, it was called blackjack, which is black jack.
Although blackjack is called blackjack, the real blackjack is composed of black heart a and black heart j. It is also called the sky card and has extra rewards.
Beauty, you just did it informally and there is no black jack reward!"
Lu Bingbing glanced at the croupier, who shrugged, "I'm sorry, I'm just a croupier!"
It was as if he hadn't said this. The gamblers knew that there was a missing reward and stared at the croupier.
"To put it bluntly, blackjack is a competition between the banker and the player to get the best cards. If a few brothers understand this, I can make the banker lose and stop!"
Lu Bingbing's words were obviously provocative. The croupier turned around and winked at the waiter, who immediately called the manager.
"Okay, let's listen to Mr. Zhang and share half of the winnings!"
As soon as they heard about this good thing, several old gamblers sitting there immediately expressed their opinions.
The young croupier became anxious and slapped the table with both hands, reminding: "Please abide by the rules of the game!"
Don't blame her for being impatient. The dealer's commission is linked to winning or losing. If her table loses money, no matter what the reason is, the manager's commission will definitely go to waste.
"Blackjack highlights probability. Using mathematical formulas and super memory, you can calculate what cards you will get and what cards will be played..."
Lu Bingbing ignored the croupier and continued talking. Tie Jun looked at his watch and knew that it would be his turn to show off once the manager arrived.
At this time, special policeman Wu Yulong held a man in his arms, who seemed to have drunk too much, and staggered into the casino.
Tie Jun looked around and saw that everyone was in place, waiting for him to stir up trouble. The special police took down the janitor in an instant and entered the house to find Bai Mian.
Lu Bingbing lit the fire again, pushed in 100,000 chips, looked at the croupier and said slowly: "The dealer will definitely blow this hand!"
As soon as they heard that the dealer had busted their cards, gamblers rushed to place their bets, and their positions were filled to the limit in an instant.
The young croupier's face turned pale with fright. Fortunately, the manager rushed over, and it was the same wretched bald man from yesterday.
"Mr. Zhang? We don't seem to have offended you, right? You came to disrupt the situation yesterday, but we didn't..."
"Who the hell are you talking to? One code, one code, and I fucked your mother yesterday?"
Tie Jun slammed the table, stood up, pointed at the bald manager's nose and shouted.
"None of your business, you are a freeloader. I'm talking to Mr. Zhang!"
"Who the hell are you talking about?"
Tiejun would scold him no matter what he said. He was just looking for trouble. If he dared to say that he was a softie, wasn't he looking for a fight?
Tie Jun grabbed the chair next to him, swung the chair with him, and smashed it onto the gambling table, causing it to fall into a mess. Lu Bingbing looked at it with red hearts in her eyes.
"Ah!"
The man rolled out of the chair and kicked the young croupier in the chest. The young croupier screamed and backed away, clutching his chest.
In an instant, everyone in the hall looked over, and Tie Jun successfully attracted everyone's attention.
The special police immediately took action and captured the two people at the door of the office in a few seconds and quickly dragged them into the office. The two men took up their positions and kept their heads down to guard the office.
The bald manager was furious and shouted angrily: "What do you want to do? Stop it!"
"Stay here, uncle! You are the one who is being cut!"
With a flash of his body, Tie Jun got on the gambling table, picked up the chair with both hands, and smashed it directly towards his bald head.
Lu Bingbing became even more excited. If Tie Jun hadn't given her the small bag, she would have rushed forward.
"Oh my god!"
The bald manager screamed when he was hit, turned around and ran away. At the door of the private room, Mr. Ji and others ran over as if they had no business.
The only people who really watched the scene were people from Dajun. Knowing that Tiejun was a buddy of Dajun, they actually watched the fun.
They don't want to go all out. The army has said that they will not come after the New Year. Now they are just messing around. Who cares about such nonsense!
Chicken Master's people came here because Chicken Master said that after tonight, the sky will still belong to Chicken Master.
That is their own business, so they naturally have to come over to handle it, but they are facing the Iron Army, and they are here to take advantage of them!
"Boy, this is Mr. Chicken's place. If you have sense, put down your chair!"
The big man who rushed over first pointed at the Iron Army and said the name Chicken Master in an awesome voice.
"Fuck you Mr. Chicken! It's not even possible for Grandma Chicken to come!"
Being condescending, Tie Jun's chair hit the big man's head with a loud noise, knocking him to the point of death.