30. Chapter 30

Under the dome, the white-haired young man put his hands in his pockets, walked back from not far away, and climbed the golden stairs again.

Everyone was surprised at Zong Jiu's return.

[Oh my god, why is this new guy back again? Alas, young people just don't listen to advice. Do they have to lose 50,000 chips on the gambling table? Wouldn't it be better to keep them and exchange them for survival points? ]

[That's right, this time, let alone 50,000 chips, the 90,000 that I won at the A-level table with great difficulty will probably be wasted... MD, it's obviously not my chips, why do I feel the same pain! 】

【Why are the newcomers so arrogant? I was a fan of him when I saw him playing poker cards. Alas, if he really gets on the central gambling table and faces so many big guys, it will be a shame if he makes a fool of himself】

【My habit of embarrassing others comes back again】

Not only the survivors outside the venue, but also the trainees inside the venue showed unbelievable eyes and whispered to each other.

"He took a long time to go to the bathroom this time. The purple-clothed dealer said that if he didn't see anyone within five minutes, he would start gambling directly. I didn't expect that he could catch up on time."

"Do you think this C-level wants to leave an impression in front of that adult, so that he can..."

"Who knows? Anyway, he is back now. Either he will fight for his reputation, or he will leave with 90,000 in disgrace."

"Yeah, either he will become famous or he will be a joke."

Zong Jiu turned a deaf ear to these discussions.

He had a meaningful smile on his face. He did not dodge or avoid, but raised his eyebrows provocatively at the main seat of the gambling table, and sat down slowly on the seat opened by the waiter.

Interesting.

This posture was completely different from before, and it was obvious that he was sure to win.

What exactly changed?

The devil narrowed his eyes, and the strange arc of light in his cold pupils flowed like a deep pool, making it impossible to see the end at a glance.

He clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Since everyone is here, let's start."

"Yes, sir."

The purple-clothed dealer saluted him respectfully and began to prepare for dealing the cards.

There was silence inside and outside the venue, and people watched the gambling game anxiously and expectantly.

The two hole cards were dealt one by one in clockwise order, and fell into the hands of ten people, and were immediately pressed down by the bent knuckles.

Zong Jiu sat at the bottom of the round gambling table, facing the demon above him, like two ends of light and darkness.

This time, after the cards were dealt, Zong Jiu was not in a hurry to change the cards.

He followed everyone's movements and pretended to look down at his own cards.

Although Zong Jiu exchanged the three-day right to use his hands with the system, his hands are now only restored to the peak level when he was a card magic master. If he can earn more chips from Las Vegas, he can try to further strengthen the system and even surpass his former peak.

There is only one purple dealer in Las Vegas. Just now at the A-level gambling table, the red dealer seemed to have noticed his card change. Who knows if the higher-level dealer has any killer tricks. For the sake of conservatism, Zong Jiu decided to stay put.

In short, you only need to change the cards when the last cards are opened. It doesn't matter if you wait until all five public cards are displayed before changing.

This time, Zong Jiu also doesn't intend to show mercy. He not only wanted to get the most out of the game, but also wanted to get it done beautifully.

Anyway, he and No.1 had a grudge.

Thinking of the three pieces of information he had just divined, Zong Jiu couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

The other party had bullied him, how could he bear it? It would be unreasonable not to give him a big gift in return.

"The cards have been distributed, and the first round of betting begins."

Perhaps because it was the first round, everyone had a tentative mind, and everyone at the gambling table tacitly did not raise the chips too high.

According to the rules, the person with the highest blind bet has priority, but the devil waved his hand with interest, indicating that he should start from his left hand side first, and he would be the last.

No one else objected.

If the ranking is based on the number of chips, this person is definitely the top of the list without a doubt. If he is the first to raise the bet, he will be happy to bet hundreds of thousands of chips, and this table will probably not be played. It's just right to be the last.

The chips were raised all the way, and Zong Jiu reported 10,000 chips. When it was the last turn, No.1 lazily threw out 50,000 chips.

The dealer froze the chips and turned over the first three cards.

8 of hearts, A of spades, J of spades.

This hole card...

The white-haired young man narrowed his eyes, and a bad feeling flashed through his heart.

Perhaps because he was not a professional card player, the moment the cards were opened, everyone at the gambling table obviously revealed a lot of micro-expressions. Zong Jiu quickly scanned the circle and had a general idea in his heart.

Just when everyone held their breath and prepared to start the second round of betting, the purple-clothed dealer suddenly raised his hand and signaled a pause.

She walked straight to an A-level trainee and said in a gentle tone: "Sir, please raise your left hand."

The A-level trainee who was called stiffened all over.

His eyes flickered and dodged, and he pulled his hand back while speaking in a timid voice: "What are you doing?!"

The person in the first seat raised his finger lazily without the dealer saying anything else.

A-level was horrified to find that his left arm suddenly became uncontrollable, as if it was pulled by something irresistible, and suddenly pulled from the dark green table into the air.

Two cards fell from his open sleeves and rolled under the table.

The owner of the cards was fixed in mid-air and could only watch this scene.

Boom——

This incident almost detonated the entire casino.

The audience's discussion roared like a tidal wave.

"He was caught cheating, what kind of social death scene is this..."

"This A-level is quite courageous, openly cheating at the central gambling table, with so many people watching, and that purple-clothed dealer is not easy to mess with. There is only one purple-clothed dealer in the entire casino."

"It's too embarrassing that he cheated, but he was caught by the dealer and refused to admit it, and was beaten to death by No. 1."

"It's not bad, after all, Las Vegas doesn't stipulate that cheating will be punished by death, but the chips will probably be deducted. If I remember correctly, it should be tripled? My goodness, a full 150,000 chips, this A-level probably can't afford it."

The endless discussions were mixed with merciless ridicule, which made A-level look extremely embarrassed.

The main system's judgment was immediately issued.

[A-level trainee Wei Zhenghao cheated, and the three times the previous bet of the game was immediately deducted, and the execution was confirmed]

The balance of the purple gold card next to it jumped to a bright red negative number.

Under the golden chandelier, No.1 said coldly: "I don't like ants who have no strength but want to show off in public."

The man's fingers on the table fell, and the A-level was thrown out of the central gambling pool and fell heavily on the smooth golden floor of the hall like a broken sack.

The whispers stopped abruptly, and people looked up with fear and reverence.

No one saw how the devil made his move.

Even No.2 Fan Zhuo, who was sitting at the gambling table, was the same.

He stroked the cold handle of the saber thoughtfully, and his eyebrows were tightly locked into a river.

The purple-clothed dealer put away the A-level's hole card and returned to the gambling table.

"Let's start the second round of betting."

Perhaps because of the absence of temptation, or because there were only nine people left at the gambling table, this round of betting was much more intense.

As the only C-level at the gambling table, the white-haired young man was the focus of attention. Everyone was wondering how far he could go at this gambling table, and whether he would be eliminated in this round.

The exorcist laughed and said, "Old Ghost, you bet 40,000, so I'll bet 50,000. Anyway, we're just playing around, so it's no fun to raise the stakes too high."

The exorcist originally dragged the black-clothed Azan to join in the fun, and they didn't care about winning or losing. What's more, it's easy to attract hatred if the stakes are raised rashly.

He can get to the current No. 5 position without joining any organization, but he has a good relationship with individuals in various organizations. He is a qualified master of balancing water. Exorcists usually do it if they can.

In addition to S-level, there are A-level and C-level on this table. Everyone is a newcomer and knows the hard work. Since it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, there is no need to deliberately raise the bet and squeeze people off the gambling table in an unseemly way.

Leave a way for others so that we can meet again in the future.

Zong Jiu smiled at the exorcist in a friendly manner.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a warm voice from the side.

The blond saint pushed out the chips in front of him with a soft tone.

"One hundred thousand."

Everyone was shocked.

[Ah... Shengzi is sitting in front of the white-haired C-level. If he raises 100,000, then C-level will have to take out more chips than 100,000? ]

[That's true, but the problem is that I remember that this C-level only has 90,000 chips that he just won at the A-level gambling table. He doesn't have enough chips for 100,000. Wait, if he doesn't have enough chips, does he have to fold? ]

[Why do I not understand Shengzi's operation... Speaking of which, do you sisters feel that he seems to have changed a lot? Before, he smiled when he saw He Jianlan die in the mental hospital. I always feel that he is a little weird after becoming a trainee]

[Weird +1]

After this barrage was posted, countless different voices suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room.

[The above poster, please stop slandering people. I also watched the live broadcast of the mental hospital at that time. The Holy Son was too busy to save He Jianlan. It seems that the Holy Son deliberately killed him. When He Jianlan was caught by the ghost, didn’t the Holy Son immediately take out the staff of the high priest to help?]

[That’s right, if it wasn’t for the existence of an unsolvable existence, how could the Holy Son fail to save people?]

[These newbies just talk nonsense. We old people know best what kind of person Lord Messiah is. When we were newbies, Lord Messiah helped us a lot. It's really uncomfortable for you to speculate about others like this. Besides, this is the central gambling table. It only takes 50,000 chips to fold a card. It's better than betting like a bottomless pit, and then finding out that you have lost everything when you reveal the bottom cards.]

[That's right, the Holy Son is obviously helping this C-level, but you still don't understand his good intentions and have to misinterpret it. Wu Yuzi]

......

Zong Jiu looked at Messiah on his right.

The other party still had a smile on his face that made people feel like spring breeze, and his blue eyes were curved, like the blue sky after the rain without any haze.

"Sorry, I acted on my own initiative."

Seeing the white-haired young man looking at him, he explained softly: "This is only the second round. By the third round, the chips may have to be raised to more than 100,000. It is the wisest choice to fold now. Don't be blinded by the high stakes in the prize pool."

"For a C-level player, it is great to get 90,000 chips."

Messiah's voice was filled with worry, and it sounded like he was really thinking about him.

If Zong Jiu really positioned Messiah as a great man, he probably wouldn't think there was anything wrong with his words.

But the problem is -

Zong Jiu knew that Messiah had a big problem. After all, he was able to get an S-level evaluation in the first copy, which was also related to the discovery of Sheng Yu and Messiah, the two insiders.

The Son of God is definitely not as glorious as he appears on the surface.

He seems to be considerate of others, but in fact, he is only interested in profit. He is self-interested and cruel. He is darker than anyone else.

Unfortunately, there are only three initial divinations. The next one will have to wait for twelve hours. Otherwise, Zong Jiu would have to divine whether Messiah and No.1 have any unknown connection.

The white-haired young man stopped looking at him and turned to hand the purple gold card to the dealer, "One hundred thousand."

He turned around and met the somewhat stunned eyes of the blond Saint, and smiled hypocritically: "Thank you for your kindness, Saint, but I have confidence in myself."

"... Maybe I am the final winner."

This arrogant speech, not to mention the audience around, even the people at the gambling table looked over.

Fan Zhuo crossed his hands, and his dark red pupils were full of deep meaning.

The exorcist exclaimed that he was very courageous and seemed to admire his courage very much.

The black-clothed Azan was motionless, and instead looked at him with a scrutinizing eye.

The other A-level players and No.10 had different expressions. Some of them sneered openly, as if they were mocking the C-level player for overestimating his own abilities.

"You are so brave to say this."

The devil applauded him slowly, his dark golden eyes staring at the white-haired young man opposite him, not disguising his strong interest in him.

Messiah was stunned for a moment, then immediately put on a gentle smile: "I am so unnecessary, please forgive me, little brother."

Zong Jiu put on a fake smile and raised his hand, indicating that he did not take it to heart.

The second round of betting ended. The dealer turned over the fourth public card.

Spade K.

Zong Jiu's left hand immediately closed.

He realized that his worst premonition had come true.

In Texas Hold'em, the most outstanding special hand type is called the Royal Flush.

Royal Flush refers to five cards of any suit, A, K, Q, J, 10, with a very low probability of appearing. It is precisely because of the strict probability of appearing that it represents the favor of the goddess of luck if it does not appear once.

It is above all other card types. As long as it appears, it means the appearance of the "Emperor" and the gambling is over.

Now the public cards have spade K, spade A and spade J.

Zong Jiu only needs to change his hole cards to spade 10 and spade Q, and he can get a perfect royal flush.

But now...

If Zong Jiu guessed correctly, the cards of No. 1 are these two.

His intuition told him that no matter what the hole cards of No. 1 are now, they will definitely be these two cards when the final showdown comes, because there is no card bigger than the royal flush, not to mention that the same suit A, K, J appear in the public cards one after another. This coincidence makes people make such a guess.

As we all know, it is impossible for two identical cards to appear on the gambling table.

If it appears, it means someone is cheating.

The white-haired young man raised his eyes.

After noticing Zong Jiu's gaze, across the gambling table, No.1 casually untied his tie and gave him an extremely ambiguous and dangerous smile.

Zong Jiu would never believe that the appearance of these three public cards was an accident.

Although he didn't see it with his naked eyes, the devil must have used some advanced means that he didn't know to cheat.

Thinking of this guy's other hidden identity, Zong Jiu felt that it was not difficult to understand.

So the problem Zong Jiu is facing now is——

The two of them might have cheated together.