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Chapter 8 The Art of Victory

Unlike Leng Qiuhun, who was covered with frost, his eyes were so cold that he wanted to eat people. Boss Mi smiled. No matter what win or lose today, I have seen enough of this excitement.

He said to Li Zhi's warm and gentle look, "Mr. Li did open my eyes tonight. I am willing to make friends with you and give you a decorative domino that I cherish, but I have one condition?"

Everyone was uproared. Boss Mi had a domino on his body, which was said to be made of the bones of an unknown giant beast in the ancient times.

As hard as a vajra, the bone pattern is fine, so I asked the world's number one craftsman in the world to take action and carve the points on it. Although it is not worth a lot, it is also extremely precious. Unexpectedly, Boss Mi was willing to give it to Li Zhichang, which shows his love for Li Zhichang.

Zuo Mingzhu said anxiously: "What are the conditions?"

Li Zhichang looked calm and said, "Does Boss Mi want me to say the domino points in public before opening the card?"

Boss Mi laughed and said, "Although I don't know if Mr. Li's gambling skills have really reached the realm of transformation, this ability to figure out people's hearts is already very powerful."

He naturally agreed with this.

Li Zhichang said: "Okay, I will promise you."

Everyone was shocked again. If Li Zhichang could still make a thousand dollars in public, then he would be the god of gambling.

There are many masters among them. They were the cards that Leng Qiuhun shuffled just now. Although they couldn't remember them all, they also knew that the cards in Li Zhichang's hand were definitely not any of the heavenly cards.

From just now until now, dozens of eyes staring at Li Zhichang, he did not have any extra moves, and Leng Qiuhun would never give Li Zhichang a thousand chances.

Leng Qiuhun said: "If Brother Li tells his card, no matter whether he wins or loses, I will give Brother Li 10,000 two sons to show his respect."

Li Zhichang said: "Then I'll be disrespectful. The stall owner will open the cards. This is a one-to-six, a sky card!"

The stall owner is also a casino. Even though he is used to countless big scenes, he can't help but sweat a little coldly at this moment. Obviously, he is not so calm. The money involved is an astronomical figure that ordinary people cannot imagine. He can already imagine that if the one-to-six ones are issued, Leng Qiuhun might be able to escape sanctions because his disciples of the head can be safe and sound.

Leng Qiuhun glanced at the stall official without hesitation, and the stall official was shocked. He took a deep breath and slowly opened the card. It turned out to be one-to-six, which was the largest card in Wenzi's card, and it happened to eat Leng Qiuhun's youngest pair.

The stall official collapsed on the ground, and Leng Qiuhun gave him a fierce look. In case, he had already turned his eyes and asked the stall official to change cards. How could it be one-on-six? This is absolutely impossible.

The onlookers all started to make excuses, and tonight they were really feasting their eyes. Li Zhichang was at a disadvantage, allowing Leng Qiuhun to reshuffle the cards and casino stall officials to open cards, and when the opponent's local cards were on, they could still draw the sky cards. It was simply amazing, and it would be enough for them to talk about them in the next few decades.

At the same time, they also felt very regretful that Li Zhichang had never guessed the cards, so no one could prove that he had paid a thousand, but he guessed the trump card early, which naturally showed that all this was based on his gambling skills. Today, who would let him go to gambling cards in the world casino?

Li Zhichang smiled slightly and said, "It seems that God is still favoring me, I won this card."

Leng Qiuhun clenched his fists and said, "I am willing to accept the loss."

Zuo Mingzhu said: "Don't forget to give us 10,000 taels of silver."

As soon as she said this, Leng Qiuhun suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, obviously angrily attacking her heart.

With the help of his servant, he straightened out his anger and said, "Do what you say."

Boss Mi also gave Li Zhichang the pair of dominoes mixed with ancient aura as he said, and invited Li Zhichang to his house as a guest, but Li Zhichang refused.

Boss Mi was very regretful and told him to be careful in the near future before leaving.

Li Zhichang and Zuo Mingzhu left the casino, and he carefully ~ playing this domino was indeed a bit special.

The two of them casually found a big hotel to rest, and they didn't leave for dinner until noon the next day.

When they got off the restaurant, they didn't expect that someone had already ordered lunch for them, which was quiet and elegant. Zuo Mingzhu was happy when she saw it. These were all her favorite food.

Li Zhichang smiled and said, "It seems that this table of meals was not for us, but for you."

Zuo Mingzhu blushed, and said with a look around and said, "Uncle Taoist, can you tell me what I did yesterday's gambling technique."

Li Zhichang sighed slightly. After two days of hang out in the casino, he also understood why this gambling was endless. The stimulation of seeking wealth and dangers, winning and losing is on the front line, is no less than a life-and-death clash. This experience is absolutely unforgettable and cannot be replaced by anything else.

Li Zhichang said: "In this world, there is no gambling technique that can win except for fraud. Do you know this principle?"

Zuo Mingzhu said: "Did the Taoist priest lied to them yesterday?"

Li Zhichang said lightly: "It's not that I want to deceive them, but that they want to deceive us. Leng Qiuhun will win in order to seek, and let the stall official give up a thousand. Don't you know the way to win, and it's also the principle of losing."

Zuo Mingzhu said: "What does this mean? The stall official gave a thousand yuan, why didn't I see that? Since he gave a thousand yuan, why did we win?"

Li Zhichang said: "It is precisely because they paid a thousand that we won."

Zuo Mingzhu is unknown.

Li Zhichang said: "Because I didn't change cards, I just changed the cards that the stall owner used to make thousands of cards into one pair of six."

Zuo Mingzhu suddenly realized: "So that's it. Although Uncle Taoist priest did not make a thousand on the card, he made a thousand on the stall official. Once they changed the cards, the cards on the gambling table naturally became one-to-six, which also made them unable to find out the flaws of Uncle Taoist priest."

This is a clever psychological tactic. If Leng Qiuhun hadn't thought about the art of winning, how could he have made the stall official get a thousand? Since the stall official gets a thousand and they still lose, then naturally there is no way to find evidence that Li Zhichang gets a thousand.

Zuo Mingzhu continued: "There is only one thing I don't understand. If they don't spend a thousand, then we will definitely lose?"

Li Zhichang said: "Of course, but don't forget that they run casinos. Those who run casinos only make money, but there is no reason to lose money. What's more, Leng Qiuhun has bet 100,000 taels, and he can't afford to lose than us."

Zuo Mingzhu said: "When you say this, will they send someone to kill us and grab the money back?"

Li Zhichang said: "Of course, and the person has arrived."

Zuo Mingzhu said: "Where is it?"

Li Zhichang sighed softly and said, "It's right outside the door."

Zuo Mingzhu turned around and looked out the door. She saw a person. Then the person looked at her. With just one glance, she felt cold all over and didn't dare to say a word. (To be continued...)

ps: Thank you Bu Wu Qianqiu for his 1888 reward, 400 rewards for being a person and devil's judgment rewards

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