Chapter 328 (1/2)
Gambler, Mr. Gao!
Mr. Gao gives the impression that he is very approachable and has no airs.
Entering the casino gate, Mr. Gao saw a crowd shouting, nodded slightly, smiled slowly, and then took steps to enter the finals.
Immediately, a lot of people poured around the venue and sat in the seats arranged by the Lisboa casino to watch the war enthusiastically.
The seats are arranged in a circle from low to high. A spacious gambling table is placed in the center. The defense line is pulled up a few meters away. The staff of the Lisboa casino quickly guard around to prevent unrest.
I chose a humble position, sat down with great interest, and silently looked at the two people sitting opposite at this moment.
One is Kojiro Yamamoto from the island country, known as gambling respect.
The other is Mr. Gao, the famous gambling God in China.
I didn't expect that I would happen to meet the Asian gambling king's final and witness Mr. Gao's style with my own eyes.
Moreover, this has not only represented individual competition, but also rose to the indirect competition between countries.
Especially Yamamoto Kojiro, who called me China's * * Na, alone has been angered by this.
Not only me, but almost all Chinese people watching the war place their hopes on Mr. Gao.
The most important thing is that I'm also very upset. This Kojiro Yamamoto, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, dares to speak so presumptuously in our Chinese territory. I can't wait to smoke him.
Of course, I don't need to fight. I believe Mr. Gao's strength will severely hit Kojiro Yamamoto in the face and make him lose face.
I narrowed my eyes and looked at Mr. Gao from a distance. He chewed chocolate blandly and didn't even look at Kojiro Yamamoto.
Yamamoto Kojiro frowned and was very unhappy. He immediately said in broken Chinese, ”what's the matter? Is Mr. Gao eating chocolate? If you are afraid of losing * *, I think you should give up as early as possible. I will not look at it in a small area.
Mr. Gao swallowed the chocolate without panic and said lightly, ”our Chinese nation is a state of etiquette. Our ancestors taught us to be modest, and the one who often yells badly is the one who is really afraid of losing.”
As soon as Mr. Gao blurted out his words, the whole audience immediately applauded and burst into warm applause.
”Good job, Mr. Gao.”
”Mr. Gao, I support you. You are the God of gambling.”
”Yes, China is a country of etiquette. We don't have the same general knowledge as some people.”
Yamamoto Kojiro's face could not help looking ugly. He became gloomy for a moment and snorted coldly, ”Mr. Gao, don't look down on yourself too much. If you lose, you'll lose.”
”Worry about yourself first.” Mr. Gao said lightly. It seemed that the other party was in his heart and could not lift a storm. He was very calm.
In an instant, applause rang out again, which was almost popular. In particular, Mr. Gao's two language victories brought great momentum to the gambling war.
”Mr. Gao, come on.” I also follow the public, like an ordinary person, to cheer for Mr. Gao.
I have to say that Mr. Gao is very intelligent. He can't say anything in a few words. I feel like I've become his fan.
Soon, the venue gradually quieted down. In the arrangement of the Lisboa casino, each sent out 60 million chips for this decisive battle. Whoever lost the chips first represents the victory or defeat of the contest.
Or in the limited competition time, whoever has more chips on the table will win.
Sixty million chips piled up on the gambling table like a hill.
A moment later, all preparations were completed, the contest officially began, and both sides bet.
Seeing the Dutch official cards, he first distributed the cards for both sides. Kojiro Yamamoto gently opened a corner and looked at his cards. The corners of his mouth inadvertently raised a smile.
Mr. Gao, on the other hand, remained motionless, waiting for the official to hand out the first card.
When the first open card fell, Yamamoto Kojiro was a heart a, which was too big, and Mr. Gao was the smallest square 2.