"Don't scare people if you have a good card." Klass said gloomily, and then waved to the dealer: "I want another card."

The croupier nodded, and took out another poker card and placed it in front of Klass.

Klass's face twitched suddenly, he didn't expect such a card to appear! It's a block a! This card can be regarded as one point or eleven points in blackjack, but judging from the current situation, it can only be used as one point, and it will explode if it is eleven points.

Adding one point to seventeen points makes it eighteen points, and Klaas is even more depressed. This card...is not too big or small, but in the current situation, he dare not continue to ask for cards if he is killed. It's about to explode!

Now he can only hope that Yang Ming's card is lower than his own, or that Yang Ming will blow up immediately after asking for another card.

"Stop trading." Klass said, "Mr. Yang, it's your turn."

"I don't want it anymore." Yang Ming said, "I've said it all, my cards are very good, what more do I want!"

"Okay, since both parties have suspended the cards, let's open the cards." The croupier said.

Klass and Yang Ming opened their hole cards at the same time. When Klass saw that Yang Ming's hole card was also 10, his face immediately turned pale! I lost, I actually lost.

"Hehe, Mr. Klass, it's accepted." Yang Ming smiled and said, "Of course, you can also think that there is something wrong with the playing cards and ask for a review."

"Hmph!" Klass snorted coldly. I have read about the poker cards before, so naturally he wouldn't look for articles on this!

Yang Ming has never touched other cards except his own hole cards from the beginning to the end. Of course, he will not think that Yang Ming did it by secretly photographing and changing cards.

"In this case, one of these two people can go with you." Klass nodded: "Should Mr. Yang continue to gamble for the next round, or take someone away?"

Although Klass said so, he also knew that since Yang Ming came, he would definitely not take only one person away, if he wanted to take two people away together, he just wanted to squeeze Yang Ming.

"Go on." Yang Ming said calmly without getting angry.

"Yang Ming! Don't gamble anymore. Take Zhang Bing away and leave me alone!" Suddenly Zhang Jiefang spoke and interrupted Yang Ming's words. Zhang Jiefang seemed a little excited: "Yang Ming, Zhang Bing will be counting on you from now on!"

Yang Ming also understood Zhang Jiefang's sudden words. Zhang Jiefang saw that Yang Ming had won a round and Zhang Bing was rescued. The game was not so lucky, and then lose Zhang Bing back!

What he thinks is that he is already such an old age, he will die if he dies, Zhang Bing still has a long way to go, in the future, Zhang Bing will be taken care of by Yang Ming, and he can't mess around too badly, Zhang Jiefang can feel at ease went.

"Uncle Zhang, please be safe and don't be impatient." Yang Ming smiled faintly: "If you want to go back, naturally we will go back together."

Seeing what Yang Ming said, Zhang Jiefang had no choice but to shut up. After all, Yang Ming was the one who made up his mind, and he was just making a suggestion.

"Mr. Yang, can we start?" Klass asked.

"Let's start." Yang Ming nodded.

The croupier put away the poker cards on the table, threw them into the shredder, took out another deck of poker cards, opened them in the same way, asked everyone to check the cards, and then cut the cards himself and asked, "Who is this time?" First?"

This time, Klass' eyes followed the croupier's movements, and Yang Ming didn't say anything to disturb him, which made Klass feel relieved. After all, this time, he roughly remembered that the first few cards in the croupier's hand were all the same. what is it.

Although it is impossible to be so accurate, it is also close to ten. In this hand, the person who asks for the card first has an absolute advantage! Seeing that Yang Ming still looked like a careless old man, Klaas felt a little disdainful. This guy is just a little smart, and with a bit of luck, as long as he is careful this time, he can win the round.

"Who will go first this time?" the croupier asked after putting the cards away.

"Mr. Yang, it's up to you." Klass hesitated for a moment, and felt that it was better to let Yang Ming speak. The previous two times, he asked Yang Ming to speak. If he suddenly said that he was the first this time, then that kid Yang Ming What should I do if I doubt it? That kid is not a fuel-efficient lamp! So in order to avoid Yang Ming's suspicion, Klass asked again pretendingly.

In his opinion, Yang Ming let him come first in the previous two times, and this time it must be the same.

"Oh, the first time is invalid, and the second time is yours, so it's my turn to be the first this time, so it's fairer!" Yang Ming said lightly.

"What?" Klass was immediately dumbfounded after hearing Yang Ming's words. No way? Why did Yang Ming do his part this time? Why were you so humble the previous two times?

What the hell is Yang Ming doing? However, the reason Yang Ming said was normal and impeccable. It doesn't count if the first time is invalid, then the second time is that he, Klass, dealt the cards first, so it's normal that it's Yang Ming's turn to deal the cards first this time!

At this time, if Klass said that he would deal the cards to himself first, then Yang Ming would definitely become more suspicious, even doubting his own motives. So Klaas was really helpless. If he knew this earlier, he might as well not have asked Yang Ming before, and directly asked him to deal the cards. Although it was a bit unsafe, it was better than now!

"What's wrong? Mr. Klass?" Yang Ming asked pretending not to know.

"It's nothing. Before, I was dealt the cards first. This time, Mr. Yang took the initiative to ask for the cards, which surprised me." Klass said embarrassingly.

"Oh, was it an accident?" Yang Ming chuckled, "Why don't you go first?"

When Klaas heard Yang Ming's words, he felt excited for a while. He just wanted to say "That's good!", but he suddenly stopped the car. If he said that, Yang Ming would definitely doubt it. It is even more impossible to let yourself go first.

So Klass hesitated for a moment and said: "I don't care, Mr. Yang has the final say."

"Oh, then... I'll go first." Yang Ming said to the croupier, "Let's get started."

"..." Klaas's heart was up and down before, and he almost lost his heart. When he heard Yang Ming say, "Then it's still...", he thought Yang Ming wanted to say, "Then you go first... ...", but what Yang Ming said was "Then I'll go first..."!

Damn, if I knew this earlier, I would be humble, and I would just say "Okay, I will go first"? Why bother? It's true that the former was afraid of wolves and the latter was afraid of tigers, and it was even worse in the end.

Klass was depressed twice, and missed two opportunities, which made him feel aggrieved to death.

However, it's useless to be depressed and aggrieved now, so I can only fight this round with all my strength, hoping that Yang Ming can make a mistake, blow up or lose his cards.

Klass had been optimistic before. The person who asked for the card first had an eight of clubs in his hole and a ten of diamonds in his face. This added up to eighteen points, which is relatively big, but not very big.

In the case of this kind of card, if Yang Ming wants another card, it will be a heart ace, which adds up to nineteen points; if he wants another card, it will be a diamond a, which is twenty points; Seven, it will definitely explode.

So he prayed that Yang Ming wouldn't keep going down. In this way, his hole card was a nine of diamonds, his clear card was an eight of diamonds, and seventeen o'clock. If Yang Ming doesn't want one, and he wants two aces in a row, he can become nineteen points in one fell swoop, surpassing Yang Ming's eighteen points.

"Sir, do you want cards?" The croupier asked Yang Ming.

"Oh, let me take a look!" Yang Ming pretended to glance at his hole cards, and then said, "Oh, it's a bit difficult! Do I want it or not?"

Klass was made nervous by Yang Ming's words. He was about to die. This was the most depressing gamble since his debut. His heart followed Yang Ming's ups and downs. If it goes on like this, his heart must fall off. This kid is too good at playing with people!

"Hehe, this is the last one. Mr. Yang doesn't want all previous efforts to go to waste, does he?" Klass hinted at Yang Ming seemingly kindly, and also signaled him to accept it as soon as it is good. Don't take any risks. It's better to be safe. After all, it's already eighteen o'clock, if you ask for it again, it will probably blow up.