"Wow, it looks like you are older than me. You are so awesome. I am not going to lose."

Sir Zhang had a surprised expression on his face when he saw Peter Zhu's card, looking very much like a newbie.

"Humph, that's good if you know!"

Pitezhu couldn't figure out for a while whether Zhang Pin was a real novice or a master, but he obviously didn't want to lose face, so even though his cards were not good, he tried his best to pretend to be indifferent.

"Blow, blow, blow! Blow, blow, blow!"

The two girls next to Pitezhu started blowing on the table and shouting slogans again.

"Oh, no, I got a 5, so I don't only have two points."

While Peter Zhuqiang was trying to save face, Sir Zhang opened the cards, and he actually got three 5s, so in total, there were only two points.

"Hahahaha, two o'clock, hahahaha, I'm laughing so hard, two o'clock!"

Pitezhu originally thought that he was destined to lose. After all, when he had one point, it was actually very dangerous. On the contrary, the Sir card with ten points looked very good.

But who knew that Zhang Pin would continue to ask for cards in order to collect thirteen points, and then the cards would explode.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then got carried away with himself. Pitezhu directly revealed his trump card.

"Hahaha! I am. Damn it, why am I an old K!"

Pitezhu was smiling at first, but after the cards were drawn, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because what he had on the table turned out to be a flower card.

According to the thirteen-point rule, flower cards are counted as 10 points.

And he had fourteen points before, so after calculation, Pitezhu's card only had one point left.

"Damn, why are you so lucky to get the old King? Are your cards better than mine?"

At this time, Sir Zhang still acted like a novice, and there was even a bit of annoyance on his face.

"Damn, why are you blowing? I'm blowing on your mother's head. I can't let you blow on other things. Now it's so stinky to blow on the card mouth, fuck——"

When Pitezhu heard Zhang Pin's words, he was so angry that he simply took out his anger on the two girls.

"Hahaha, he only has one point, so you win."

Chen Jiaju on the side burst into laughter when he saw the cards on the table.

"The two of them have bad breath, maybe it's because they blew other dirty things."

Sir Zhang put away the winning chips, and then did not forget to make up for it!

"We'll see! I'll spend another fifty thousand to buy the village!"

Pitezhu lost, obviously unconvinced, and then directly placed another bet, and at the same time looked at Zhang Pin provocatively.

"Then I'll buy it for 40,000 yuan. Beauty, you come and watch the cards."

Of course, Sir Zhang readily accepted Pitezhu's provocation, but he did not choose to place the same bet as his opponent. He even stopped looking at the cards and asked the dealer to look at the cards.

Next, Pitezhu wanted to regain his position, but who knew that the more he bet, the more frightened he became, because after ten consecutive bets, he didn't win even once.

"Security, security, come here, I suspect someone is cheating!"

Pitezhu bet 50,000 yuan every time, so after losing ten games, he lost 550,000 yuan in one fell swoop.

After losing so much money, this guy obviously couldn't sit still.

Then the guy rolled his eyes and called the security guard, asking him to check whether Zhang Pin was a cheater.

"You are so fucking retarded. The cards have always been in your hand. I have never touched the cards in the back. It was you who played the trick. Security, check him."

Sir Zhang found it very funny that Peter Zhu called the security guard.

Because except for the first game, when he bet 50,000 US dollars, his chips were equal to Pitezhu's.

He only bought the next ten cards for US$40,000, and he didn't even have a chance to look at the cards, letting the dealer draw all the cards.

"Sir, please cooperate. We need to examine you."

After the security came over, they first communicated with the dealer and the bunny girls around him, and then they really chose to surround Pitezhu to check him.

As for Sir Zhang, the security manager came over and invited him to play at a higher-end private gaming table.

The reason is naturally very simple. They confirmed clearly that Sir Zhang had eleven cards, and he had only dealt with poker cards once, and that time the poker cards were only two points, so it was not considered cheating.

On the contrary, it was Pitezhu. Although the opponent had lost eleven games in a row and lost half a million US dollars, before he lost these eleven games, he had already won almost two million US dollars from the casino.

Now the other party actually said that Sir Zhang was out of money, which made the casino suspect that the other party was a thief and wanted to catch the thief, just to facilitate his escape.

It’s not that a big gambling city like Caesars Palace can’t afford to lose more than one million, the main reason is that Pitezhu’s situation is too special and it looks like he was acting.

"What the hell do you mean? I'm a VIP in your casino, and you actually doubt me!"

Pitezhu obviously didn't expect that the security guard he called would actually investigate him in the end.

This gap was difficult for him to accept, so he simply prepared to cause trouble in the casino.

Sizzling sizzling——

As a result, Pitezhu forgot one thing. He is an Asian and this is America. The key is that the two security guards are old black men.

Seeing that Pitezhu was preparing to cause trouble, Lao Hei had no intention of being polite to him.

One of the guys directly took out the stun gun, and before Pitezhu had time to curse, he pressed the stun gun and stabbed the opponent hard.

"Ah Asa ah——"

Pitezhu's ability to withstand electric shock is obviously not good.
Chapter completed!