Let Me Draw a Card In the Infinite World

After Boss Li’s game type was confirmed, the projector on the ceiling showed the Baccarat panel on the table. Henry took the starting card machine and placed it on the table. Pressed the button, and there was a noise from the card machine. The sound of shuffling will automatically shuffle the playing cards in the dealer into a chaotic and disordered state before long.

Henry motioned to Boss Li that he could bet.

Boss Li hesitated for a long time and put the number plate representing his identity on the position of the dealer.

Henry took out the cards from the dealer skillfully and placed the cards on the position of the dealer and the player in turn.

The results came out quickly.

Banker: one sheet 2, one sheet 5;

Player: One K, one 4;

In Baccarat, J, Q, K and other flower cards are all regardless of their size. They are calculated as "0". Therefore, the number of points for the dealer's position in this round is 7, and the number of points for the player's position is 4. Obviously the dealer is Position wins.

Boss Li put his bet on the position of the dealer, so Boss Li won this round!

An ecstasy flashed in Boss Li’s eyes. He jumped up from his chair with excitement and muttered: "It's great, great!"

The spectators around also exclaimed and talked in low voices, envious of Boss Li in their words.

Henry collected the cards neatly, took Boss Li's number plate from the table and handed it back to him, and gave him a shiny gold coin with a small "bank" engraved on it.

Mr. Zhuang, who lost the game, still had an extremely calm face and nodded slightly to Boss Li: "Congratulations!"

Boss Li took the gold coin and kissed **** his lips, his voice trembling with excitement, "Thank God!"

Speaking for a while, I looked at Mr. Zhuang Ai Ai: "Mr. Zhuang, that...that piece of land..."

Mr. Zhuang waved his hand gracefully: "You will get what you want!"

Boss Li was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth: "Thank you...thank you!"

Then his eyes rolled around: "Mr. Zhuang, can I continue?"

Mr. Zhuang: "As long as you sit in this chair, you can bet until you are willing to come down."

A greedy light flashed through Boss Li's eyes, and his body trembled slightly: "Then...then I'll bet another game!"

Mr. Zhuang seemed to be used to seeing such gamblers a long time ago, and asked without any surprise: "What else do you want to bet on?"

Boss Li: "Li's acquisition of Tengfeng."

Mr. Zhuang glanced at Henry, and Henry leaned in his ear and said a few words.

Mr. Zhuang: "Isn't the acquisition case already under discussion?"

Boss Li looked hopeful: "I didn't agree on the price I wanted. The price set by the other party is too high."

Mr. Zhuang nodded clearly: "I see. Your bet?"

Boss Li is gearing up: "As before, the two villas in City A plus 5% of Li's shares."

Mr. Zhuang: "Yes."

So Henry pressed the button of the dealer again, and after a click, the dealer fell silent.

Boss Li hesitated for a long time, and put his number plate on the position of representing the dealer.

Henry drew the cards one by one from the bottom.

Banker: one sheet 6, one sheet 7;

Player: One 2 and one 3.

Although the dealer is divided into two large numbers, this game compares the result of the addition of the two card numbers. 6 and 7 add up to 13, and only the last place is used for comparison. The dealer’s point is 3, and the player’s position The sum of the points is 5. There is no doubt that the dealer loses.

Boss Li, who placed his bet on the dealer, naturally lost the game.

Now Boss Li's face suddenly became extremely ugly, his mouth slightly opened, and he stared at the face of the card in disbelief.

Mr. Zhuang was not annoyed when he lost. He didn't seem to be very happy when he won. He only watched Boss Li quietly for a while, "Are you still gambled?"

Boss Li clenched his hands into fists, his face tangled.

He must be upset at the moment. I won that piece of land as I wish, but I lost the property and shares.

After a long silence, Boss Li gritted his teeth: "Stop betting!"

"It's wise to stop in time."

Mr. Zhuang nodded at him.

Two bodyguards in black suits took Boss Li out.

The projection above his head went out and the Baccarat panel on the countertop disappeared. Henry tidied up the tabletop and put the number plate representing the identity of Boss Li respectfully in front of Mr. Zhuang.

Mr. Zhuang cast his unwavering eyes to the surrounding crowd: "Next?"

Witnessing Boss Li's two wins and losses, the onlookers were also nervous and excited, eager to try.

The crowd raised several hands at once: "Mr. Zhuang, I!"

"I come!"

"And I!"

Mr. Zhuang nodded to Henry, and Henry graciously took a lottery and gave it to those who raised their hands. There is only one red lottery among the white lotteries, and the one drawn can play.

Fu Xiangxiang and Lin You looked at each other: It seems that everything in this Lingxiao Gambling House is based on gambling, which is fair.

Sure enough, in this way, everyone has no objections.

The one who got the red lottery was a lady in her thirties who sat across from Mr. Zhuang in the eyes of everyone's envy.

Mr. Zhuang nodded to her: "Mrs. Liu."

Mrs. Liu's face is extremely beautiful, she must be more gorgeous when she is young. She used her hand wearing an oversized diamond ring to gently straighten her undisturbed hair: "Hello, Mr. Zhuang."

In the face of such a beauty, Mr. Zhuang did not give her an extra look: "What does Mrs. Liu want to bet on?"

Mrs. Liu calmly said: "I want to get the inheritance soon."

Mr. Zhuang: "It depends on Mr. Liu's lifespan."

Mrs. Liu frowned slightly: "Can I not know this? What can I do if the old man stays alive?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled softly: "Then what is your bet?"

Mrs. Liu: "All the jewels in my name. Probably worth this amount." She said with a gesture.

Mr. Zhuang pondered for a moment and nodded: "Yes!"

As before, the pure black dice cup rose in the center of the table. After Mrs. Liu stopped, the number on the dice in the dice cup was 1.

"What does 1 stand for?" Mrs. Liu asked.

Henry explained patiently: "1 is the easiest, is the draw ratio."

Mrs. Liu leaned **** the back of the chair and let out a long sigh of relief.

Lin You knows this rule: "It seems to be really easy to compare size."

Henry quickly took a set of brand new playing cards over for Mrs. Liu to check the cards. After Mrs. Liu carefully checked and confirmed that she was correct, Henry began to shuffle the cards.

Fu Xiangxiang thought he would shuffle the mediocre poker cards like in a movie and TV series. Who knows that Henry shuffles the cards very well, skillfully and neatly, but he can see that he really didn’t do anything. , Just simply shuffle a deck of cards.

After shuffling the cards, Henry put the entire deck of cards upside down and lined them up in front of Mrs. Liu.

In order to prevent players from feeling unfair, Henry said: "Please Mrs. Liu to choose a card for me."

Mrs. Liu stared at the cards in front of her for a long time, and she couldn't see the same playing cards. She had to randomly draw one and put it in front of Henry.

Henry nodded politely: "Thank you. Now please draw one for yourself."

Mrs. Liu hesitated longer this time, finally made up her mind, and drew another card and placed it in front of her.

Seeing her choice, Henry turned the playing card in front of him over.

Everyone saw that it was an eight of spades.

Mrs. Liu calmed her mind slightly. 8 of spades, a card that satisfactorily, if you want to win, you still have a certain chance.

Mrs. Liu turned over the card in front of her nervously.

Box 6.

Mrs. Liu widened her eyes in disbelief, and murmured with trembling lips, "This... how could it be?"

Henry reminded warmly: "Mrs. Liu, are you still playing?"

Mrs. Liu's face was pale, her fingers squeezed out finger marks on the table, almost gritted her teeth and said, "Bet!"

Mr. Zhuang said lightly: "What are your bets?"

Mrs. Liu: "There is another property under my name."

"The Xijing Garden set?" Mr. Zhuang shook his head slightly: "Not enough!"

Mrs. Liu looked at him flusteredly: "Isn't it enough? Then what do you want to bet? I...I will double it for you when the old man dies!"

Mr. Zhuang's eyebrows were gentle, but his voice was extremely cold: "Lingxiao Gambling House never accepts advance bets."

Mrs. Liu was almost desperate: "I..."

At this moment Henry leaned into her ear and said something, and Mrs. Liu shook his head in a panic: "No, no, no! I can't..."

Mr. Zhuang shrugged: "That's it." With a chin, the two black bodyguards kindly "invited" Mrs. Liu out.

Mr. Zhuang looked at everyone in the room again: "The next one?"

With Mrs. Liu’s lessons learned, the other gamblers also became cautious. After a long while, a young voice sounded: "Me!"

Everyone followed the sound and saw that it was a young man in his early twenties.

The man walked up to Mr. Zhuang and sat down in the eyes of everyone with surprise.

Mr. Zhuang greeted as usual: "Master Zhang."

This Young Master Zhang is estimated to be the Young Master of that big family. Although he is young, he has a calm attitude all over his body. After greeting Mr. Zhuang politely, he said directly: "I want to bet on Zhang Er's fate."

Mr. Zhuang blinked. After Henry whispered a few words in his ear, Mr. Zhuang raised his eyebrows slightly: "The illegitimate son who was brought home not long ago?"

Zhang Gongzi nodded.

Mr. Zhuang: "Your bet?"

Zhang Gongzi thought for a while: "All the equity of the branch company under my name."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head, with a hint of disdain in his cold tone: "That's just a small company under the name of the Lingzun Group, not enough."

Hearing this, Zhang Gongzi's calm demeanor has disappeared a lot, and he hastened to increase it: "Plus the five top sports cars under my name."

Mr. Zhuang smiled softly: "Sports car? Young Master Zhang can really joke."

Fu Xiangxiang sighed: The sports car is really not competitive in the market. It is also very expensive when it is bought, but the price is different when it is sold. It is not at all value-preserving. No wonder Mr. Zhuang looks down on it.

With cold sweat on his forehead, Zhang Gongzi took out a photo from his pocket and put it on the table: "Plus this!"

Most of the onlookers are either rich or expensive. Naturally, there is no shortage of foresight, and they recognize that thing at a glance: "Rembrandt's portrait? This one is in his hands?"

Naturally, Mr. Zhuang was not ignorant, so he glanced at the photo: "Original?"

Zhang Gongzi: "Naturally. My grandfather had a hard time taking pictures at Christie's the year before, so I usually don't touch them."

Mr. Zhuang sneered: "You have the right to dispose of it?"

Zhang Gongzi gritted his teeth: "I'm willing to use it as a bet, and naturally there is a way to get it, and I will never go wrong."

Mr. Zhuang nodded: "Yes."