"What is Mr. Gao doing?"

"This card should not follow."

"Lost, lost, I think this one will lose."

"If you lose, Mr. Gao has millions of chips left. It's very difficult to turn over within a limited time."

For a time, the speech was everywhere, and the atmosphere became more and more depressed.

However, Mr. Gao's inexplicable behavior made Mr. Yamamoto Kojiro rare and dignified. His eyes kept flashing, as if he was guessing Mr. Gao's cards.

"I'll see what you can do. You dare to be called the God of gamblers." Yamamoto Kojiro waved and motioned to the Dutch official to deal cards.

The final open card was distributed by the Dutch official. A terrible heart 10 fell in front of Kojiro Yamamoto. The whole card was full of hearts, 10, J, Q and a respectively!

Yamamoto Kojiro has a card, which has never been revealed. It is even possible that the card is a heart K, which can form a flush with the card face!

On Mr. Gao's side, the situation is very not optimistic. The final bright card is hearts 7, with all kinds of cards, which is in a mess.

But from beginning to end, Mr. Gao was not nervous at all. When he got the last bright card, he held out his hand, motioned for Kojiro Yamamoto to say something, and said, "Mr. Yamamoto, please?"

Yamamoto Kojiro held his chest with both hands and leaned back on the seat with a smile. He lit a Cuban cigar with great confidence and threw it to Mr. Gao. "Don't worry. Take a cigarette first. This is the top cigar I got from Cuba. Mr. Gao can try it. I'm afraid the chocolate is not enough for Mr. Gao."

Mr. Gao did not refuse. After simply opening his mouth, he took it in his mouth and touched his trouser pocket.

"Want fire?" Yamamoto Kojiro took out his lighter and prepared to throw it to Mr. Gao.

"Sorry, I don't like vas flavor." Mr. Gao raised his hand, refused directly, took out the matchbox from his trouser pocket, clicked across the edge of the box and lit the cigar. The whole movement was flowing and unrestrained.

I sat in the distance and watched them smoking quietly. I knew that they were fighting psychological warfare with each other and using the act of delaying time to put pressure on each other.

At the same time, the Chinese people around the seats were sweating for Mr. Gao.

"Mr. Gao's card is really bad."

"There is almost no chance of winning. Even if Yamamoto Kojiro's card is not a heart K, it is enough to crush Mr. Gao's face."

"The reason why they are not in a hurry is that both of them are guessing each other's cards."

"But nevertheless, Mr. Gao is still at a disadvantage, and he hasn't said anything from beginning to end."

....

When various dialect theories were in abundance, Yamamoto Kojiro suddenly played an ash and said, "now we don't have many chips in our hands, but on the whole, I still have 15 million more than you. I think we should open cards with each other, otherwise it would be too boring to beat you at once."

"Isn't Mr. Yamamoto afraid of losing? Afraid of losing to me the first one? Let's follow the rules. Now it's up to you. If you want to open my card, take out the chips, and it can't be lower than the bet just now. " Mr. Gao smiled.

Until now, I suddenly found that Mr. Gao had been calculating the other party, letting the other party fall into the trap step by step and deliberately raising the note code.

Because Yamamoto Kojiro's current chips are not enough to open cards!

Moreover, the limit of chips this time is that both sides have 60 million yuan each and are not allowed to use other funds.

"Tall, indeed tall, Mr. Gao is really worthy of his name." I applauded Mr. Gao secretly.

As for Yamamoto Kojiro, his face changed in vain. Looking at the chips on his desk, he finally realized that something was wrong. It was difficult to see the extreme expression. He seemed to understand that he was too confident and underestimated the enemy.

Then, Yamamoto Kojiro showed his anger and scolded: "baga, if we have limited chips, when the chips of both sides are not enough, we can open cards if we want!"

"Mr. Yamamoto, this is Huaxia, not your territory. Moreover, you mean that both sides are willing. Now you are willing, but I am not willing. Do you understand Chinese?" Mr. Gao calmly smoked a cigar and said, "now you either throw cards or take out enough chips to open my cards. In addition, you will make such low-level mistakes. How dare you come to China?"

Yamamoto Kojiro was so angry that he had nothing to say. He could only recognize the planting and covered the four bright cards in turn to give up.

"In the first set, Mr. Gao won." Said the official.

Mr. Gao snuffed out his cigar and waved. Several assistants came forward to pack up their chips and moved them all to Mr. Gao.

At this moment, Mr. Gao's chips exceeded 60 million in an instant. They were piled up indiscriminately, which was difficult to count.

In contrast, Yamamoto Kojiro has only 20 million chips left.

The whole audience was suddenly boiling. Everyone didn't expect that Mr. Gao could win the first victory in this way.

"This is too powerful. Even if Mr. Gao's card face is very small, he still uses this method to win the other party. There is nothing he can do."

"Hahaha, I guess that Yamamoto, what Jiro, is dying of anger."

"That's not to think about it. Mr. Gao's strength, sometimes card skills are very important, but psychological tactics are also very important."

In the face of so many remarks, Kojiro Yamamoto still refused to give up. Before Mr. Gao threw his cards, he immediately said, "dare you ask Mr. Gao, what's your card?"

"What's your card? Flush? I don't think so. " Mr. Gao turned the ring, which seemed to be expected.

"You guessed right. I'm stealing chicken too, but I dare say your card is definitely not as big as mine!" Yamamoto Kojiro snorted coldly and opened the hidden card. Suddenly, a spade 8 was revealed. The whole card was hearts 10, J, Q, a and spade 8.

"If the chips are not enough, you will definitely lose!"

In this regard, Mr. Gao laughed off and asked, "are you sure you will win?"

"Otherwise?" Yamamoto Kojiro nodded confidently.

Mr. Gao said, "Mr. Yamamoto, do you know why I suddenly raise the note code? Do you want to win the first one in this way? "

"Why?" Yamamoto asked with a frown.

Mr. Gao raised his mouth, reached out and gently picked up the hidden card, turned it over and put it on the table, revealing its true face.

At this moment, the whole venue was suffocated!

Because this is a spade a!!!

"Because, as Mr. Yamamoto said before, I don't want to let you lose the first one. If you play like this, it's too boring. Of course, if you want to see the cards, I'll try my best to show you." Mr. Gao opened with a smile.

"How is this possible?" Yamamoto Kojiro looked at the spade a in disbelief, as if he had humiliated himself. The whole person was disheartened.

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