Chapter 27: Las Vegas (1/2)
The crystal chandelier under the gold/hall still exudes a dazzling light.
The onlookers were all dumbfounded.
[Fuck...Wait, why are there four? 】
[My mother, awesome, there are four in the first round, this may be the lucky goose that God favors]
[Anthony drove two pairs and failed to win? This probability is no one.]
[I am the only one who feels that this white-haired newcomer is deliberately under the set, otherwise Anthony will not be allin directly]
[Actually, I just think Anthony's cards are good, so he chose allin. This is Texas and not a playhouse. Psychological warfare is already a very important part of it. If the slightest error is too far away, would he not understand this truth? Since you lose, you have to take the risk]
How could Anthony not understand.
His face was sullen, and his face was hard to see that it was almost equal to the dark green tablecloth spread on the gaming table.
Anthony couldn't figure it out anyway. He could hit a special card with a probability of only 1%?
Is it really such a coincidence?
”The croupier, I want to apply for a card check.” He stared at the gray-haired youth opposite.
A total of fifty-two poker cards are used for gambling in Texas Hold'em. If you collect all the cards in each player's hand and check them one by one, you can easily find out if someone has used cheating techniques such as card swapping.
The dealer in the crimson jacket shook his head, politely raised a hand, and bluntly rejected Anthony's proposal to check the card.
”Sorry, sir, Las Vegas does not accept this method of inspection.”
Anthony raised his voice: ”That is to say, you are allowed to send out thousands of people?”
The professional smile of the croupier is sweet: ”Las Vegas respects the strong. If the player has the ability to use a thousand skills and is not noticed by the staff, this is all within the rules.”
The onlookers were in an uproar.
It’s true. When they watched other gaming table games before, they didn’t catch a thousand dollars. Every punishment was extremely heavy. They also deducted chips, and even temporarily closed the gaming table permissions for a few hours. People are in danger.
But the croupier's attack directly awakened them.
Yes, only those who are caught out of thousands will be punished, what about those who are not caught? Doesn’t the master system personally end up catching a thousand skills?
”Damn, this is fine, isn't it possible that everyone can pay a thousand dollars?”
”Thousands are fine, then you have to have the ability not to get caught.”
”I don't know if this white-haired C-level is out. These are all A-level gaming tables. The croupier must not be far behind. Maybe they are really lucky?”
”Yes, ninety thousand chips! If I had this luck, I would wake up laughing in my dreams. Hahahaha, it sounds so funny. Just now, Anthony looked like he had a winning streak. What happened? Hey! My face hurts.”
The crowd on the sidelines discussed in a rush, and there was still merciless laughter during the discussion.
Anthony's cheeks intersect with blue and red.
His character was originally irritable, which can be said to be a typical one. Now he suspects that he is being tricked and is even more angry.
The white man threw the Zijin card in his hand fiercely, stood up from the gambling table, and strode to the opposite person.
The white-haired young man looked at him with a smile, his light pink eyes bent into a beautiful crescent, which made him irritating to look at.
Blue veins broke out on the back of Anthony's hand, and the tips of his nails were stained with a deep and unclear black.
For some reason, he always had a hunch that the white-haired young man in front of him absolutely used some unknown method.
And he, Anthony, stepped into this trap under the crowd, losing face and being tricked like a donkey.
”You **** liar...”
The brown-haired and blue-eyed man stepped forward, his chest burning with fooled anger, as if grabbing the front of the man's shirt.
Zong Jiu noticed his movements and took a step back keenly. A poker card suddenly appeared at his fingertips, and the arc of his mouth became interesting.
”What does this mean, is it possible that you can't afford to lose?”
”Oh—” He stretched his voice.
”It turns out that the second in command of the Night Clan is someone who can't even lose in gambling.”
Now, the people next to him were whispering louder and louder.
”Want to use public opinion to force me to submit?”
Anthony sneered, ”Then you are so wrong. I don't care about winning or losing, but since you dare to fool me, you have to pay the price of fooling.”
The A-class sitting on the sofa raised his forehead: ”Anthony has started.”
The other B-class is obviously more than guilty, ”He is a stubborn guy who adheres to the instincts of beasts, and he always does not accept it, and he does not speak any truth. He is really a barbarian.”
Anthony's nickname is Barbarian. If this guy has a temper, he doesn't care if he is unreasonable, as long as he feels there is a problem, he will serve him directly with his fists, he is anxious and violent, and he will never care about the opinions of others.
If the negotiation breaks down, you can only do it.
Just as Zong Jiu shrugged and was about to feel what it was like to play against A-level——
Suddenly a cold voice came from the heights.
”Anthony, step back.”
This voice is hard and majestic, very directly reminiscent of a general on the battlefield, or some kind of power with iron and blood. The methods are harsh and will never allow other people to disobey.
The man in black and gold military uniform slowly walked down from the central gambling pool, the red logo No. 2 on his chest was very dazzling. The square-pointed nails made by Lao Yin accompanied the bright military boots to make a ”beep, bend, bend” sound. Accompanied by the saber hanging from the waist, they shook their hearts in a rhythmic manner.
His skin is pale, his face is deep and cold, his gray hair is sharp, and his dark red eyes are proud and sharp. With each step, the rich gloomy bird of prey on his body seemed to be swept out, very oppressive.
Hearing this voice, the white vampire stiffened his back, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he knelt directly on the ground.
”His Royal Highness.”
Anthony's kneeling silenced the audience.
In the past, in the infinite loop, the team and the team could not meet each other, and there was no such superior information dissemination method as the main system live broadcast. Therefore, everyone has heard of the night clan, an organization that stands on top of all survivors.
Except for the news that the core members of their organization are all half-vampires, the most talked about is the strict and terrifying hierarchy within the Night Clan organization.
The survivors in the infinite loop are struggling on the edge of life and death. The more we get to this life-and-death-related situation, the more human beings can evolve hierarchical gaps on their own.
Except for those who can do anything to survive, there are countless sordid trades or methods to survive. But even so, it is extremely rare to have a low-level surrender to a high-level night clan in an infinite loop, and this is the only one.
[My mother...what the **** is this, just kneel down? No, what is the restoration of the royal family? 】
[It turns out that there were rumors that the horror inside the Ye Clan was real, it’s better to see it after hearing it]
[Actually, it's normal, as long as you have been to the vampire-themed horror copy, you should be able to understand it. Within the blood clan, rank represents everything. From the prince to the duke to the marquis to the earl to the viscount to the baron, the level difference in the middle is insurmountable, and the level is solidified from the first embrace. Since Fan Zhuo is a family member who was transformed by the three-generation princes of the blood family, it is also a four-generation species. In terms of pedigree, he enjoys natural pedigree suppression to the seven or eight generations of Anthony]
[Upstairs, the bloodline suppression is terrible. As long as your bloodline is not as high as other bloodlines, let alone your strength, even your mentality will tend to surrender]
[Fog grass. Psychological surrender, it sounds terrible, and sure enough, what kind of power you have has to pay for it, tusk tusk]
However, even if he knelt down, the man in uniform did not even give the people on the ground a look.