On the way to the game room to gamble, Little Fatty Du had a look of disbelief on his face as he asked me, "How did I do it?"

What are you talking about? Little Fatty Du pointed at my sleeves and said, "Sixty, you could only hide a dozen cards before, why are you hiding a whole pack of poker cards now?"

Hearing that, I smile gleefully. This wasn't all that surprising to Little Fatty Du, it was mainly because my improvement speed was really fast.

After a few months of training, I have become more and more proficient in the Thousand Techniques of the "Cloudwater Sleeve" technique.

Perhaps it was because they could earn more money when they had mastered it well. There was no other way but to be forced out of it.

If my master, Elder Wang, were to already be dead, he would know that I had trained so hard in order to get money out of the water, and might have crawled out of the graveyard out of anger.

But then again, wasn't it for money?

However, many years later, I found out that the Thousand Arts were sometimes a kind of inheritance, a kind of faith.

When I entered the game room, I was still a bit nervous. After all, last time, there were three people who had their hands chopped off.

I found out later that I was thinking too much. The game room was still crowded, just like it had been in the past.

Little Fatty Du and I didn't attract any attention. Just as I said, these people only care about the cards in their hands and the money in their pockets.

There were five or six tables in the room, each with five or six people. Some of them were there to fill in the holes, some of them were there to fill in the holes.

Gold Blast Flower was a game that could be played at any time. It could be logged off at any time, so there were a lot of people surrounding it.

Some of them were eager to make their bets, while others simply came to watch the show.

Little Fatty Du and I squeezed in and joined the table to play with the smaller ones. Five dollars to the bottom, fifty to the top.

After the game was dealt out, everyone agreed on the same thing. All of them played their cards in the dark and followed the boss twice.

Including me, there are a total of five players on this table. Each player gets 5 points for 1 round of bets, while the second round gets 50 points.

Including what everyone had bet before the start of the auction, the stakes were now seventy-five yuan.

Seventy or so is not considered money at other tables, but since our table is small, we can cover it with fifty dollars, so for this table of players, it is still an objective number. Of course, this was even more so for me. After all, I had only taken a few dozen yuan to play with.

Therefore, I must win this round.

When we reach the third lap, the other four players give up after looking at their cards. Of course, they have painful expressions on their faces, but their cards are too small.

Just like this, only the Zhuang family and I were left on the stage.

After another round of the dark cards, the dealer looked at his cards. Then, I bet the rest of my money to compete with the dealer.

At this moment, the dealer suddenly looked at me and said, "Little brother, do you know what your trump card is?"

I bit my lip and looked at him. What did Zhuang Xing mean by this? I never looked at the cards. The three cards were all in front of me. How do I know what the cards were?

Could it be that the matter of me being an idiot was seen through?

That's not right. I just came to play for the first time. I did the shuffling and the dealing, and it wasn't me.

I haven't even touched the cards. I haven't even played a thousand cards! I don't know what my trump card is.

I stared at the dealer, wondering what he was up to.

In the end, the dealer laughed and said: "Do you dare to bet with me? How can your hidden cards surpass the cards in my hands? How about we play big? "

With that, the manor lord took out two hundred silver coins and placed it on the table.

After the Zhuang family finished doing all of this, I finally understood. They were trying to lure me into their trap.

I'm sure of it, the dealer's cards, at the very least they'll be smooth. Why do you say that? Think about it, this table is always small. The other person took out fifty yuan in one go, and even the rules of the table were broken. Obviously, he was holding a big card.

If it had been anyone else, they would have chosen to give up.

Of course, there was also the possibility of them impulsively offering a hundred yuan and choosing to follow him. He was betting on the fact that the hidden trump card in his hand was larger than the other party's public trump card. Gold Blast Rule: Dark card and bets, double the number of bets on the open card.)

For others, the latter was too risky and had the potential to put everything on the line.

But to me, it was nothing.

Don't forget, I'm an idiot, even if the other party has three A's, I can still use the Cloudwater Sleeve to change them into different 2, 3, 5.

I chuckled and said straightforwardly, "I'll go with you!"

However, after I said those words, I suddenly remembered that I didn't have any money left in my pockets.

— How awkward!

Seeing that I didn't want to take out the money, the dealer smiled and said, "If little brother doesn't have any money, you should give up on the card. Looking at your age, you are still a student. Go back to school."

After the Zhuang family said this, I became even angrier. I had already decided not to go to school.

Instead, he created a world for himself.

Just like that, I clenched my fist and replied, "Let's play first. I won't be short of your money."

But this was obviously impossible. There were rules in the martial arts world and rules in the gambling house. If he didn't take the money, he would bet. Words were useless, even if it was his own father and son, he wouldn't be able to make it. Thus, the dealer's face hardened as he said angrily, "If I don't have any money, then I've won this round."

With that, the Zhuang family went to collect the pot. At this moment, the wager at the bottom of the wok was well over a hundred.

To be honest, this feeling was really very unpleasant. It was like having a plate of meat placed in front of you, and you were taken away before you could even eat it. The reason was because you didn't have chopsticks of your own.

I looked back at Little Fatty Du and shrugged my shoulders to show how unlucky I was.

In the end, Little Fatty Du looked at me with a determined gaze: "Sixth Brother, are you confident?"

I didn't quite react, but I blurted out, Of course.

Who would have thought that after saying this, Little Fatty Du would yell: "Who says we don't have any money?"

After Little Fatty Du finished speaking, everyone turned to look at him.

Little Fatty Du was a bit disdainful. Then, without paying attention to the crowd, he undid the waistband of his jeans and took out a hundred yuan card from his inside pocket. Immediately, he slammed his hand on the gambling table.

The others opened their mouths as they were laughing at little fatty Du for hiding money in his pockets to play cards. I opened my mouth. That was because I was shocked that Little Fatty Du had some private money! With the words now, no one else could.

The 100 dollars made the dealer retract his hand.

However, the dealer was proud of himself and he shouted, "The older the better! I'll let you all understand the reason for your loss! "

When the dealer revealed his cards, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. It was actually three old Kings!

Just as I expected, this boss really has a big card in his hand, and it's a leopard!

Unfortunately, what he faced was not young grass, but an old Qian.

As long as I use the Cloudwater Sleeve and change my trump card into three old Aces, I can win.

As long as I can touch the poker cards on the table, then whatever I want is for my own free will.

But what I didn't expect was, when I got my cards, the first time I saw it, I was a little confused!

My trump cards are actually three Aces! Thus, I didn't go for a thousand and directly flashed my card. I even lightly said, "So what if you are old and spicy? Intelligence does not stop at the age of one's age. "

Silence! It was as if he could hear a needle drop to the ground. Everyone was dumbfounded!

When everyone finally came back to their senses, I said to Fatty Du, "Collect the money!" In this way, I won more than three hundred dollars in the first round.

Of course, most of them were lost by the Zhuang family.

There was no helping it, he was unlucky. Old Qian didn't even need to use a thousand years to win against him.

After that, no one would play as much as they did now. Each game cost around a few dozen yuan.

Every time I got a card, I would use the Thousand Arts' "literary work" to do the card.

The shuffle, the dealing, the control, they were all in my hands.

As for Shuiyun, I've always been useless. Although it was easy to use now, it was, after all, one of the 'Martial Arts' types.

Stealthily taking pictures and changing my cards is extremely risky. If I were to be discovered by the hidden lights in the casino, my fate would be the same as the previous veterans.

Even so, in the end, I still achieved complete victory. Relying on my Thousand Arts and luck, I won nearly a thousand dollars on this very small table, causing all the players at this table to stop playing and lose their money.

While I was feeling complacent, I didn't know that danger was approaching step by step.

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