Chapter 658 God of Gamblers Lost(1/2)
When the God of Gamblers reshuffles and deals, you have to be the first to show your cards.
His five cards are, three k and two nine.
Meng Hao's four bright cards are, three 10 and one j.
Meng Hao wants to win unless his trump card is also 10.
This probability is too small, exactly the same as the last time the God of Gamblers chose not to show their trump card.
This time, because of the reversal of the God of Gamblers, Meng Hao could have chosen not to show his trump card.
But Meng Hao did not do this. He had almost no hesitation and directly opened his trump card.
Too adventure!
Everyone thinks this in their hearts.
After all, even the God of Gamblers chose not to show their trump card in this situation. Who is your surname Meng?
Until the trump card that Meng Hao lifted came into the eyes of everyone in the inner circle—
"What kind of luck did you have? It happened to be Zhang 10!"
"I also said that the second round of playing cards can no longer rely on luck. Isn't this just luck?"
"That's right? This is really luck. It's not a coincidence. Three 10 cards in your hand and one 10 cards. If it weren't for luck, I would have felt like a fraud!"
"This is the reshuffle of the gambling god's cards. How could this kid cheat?"
"So, he's lucky!"
...
Listen!
This is the idol effect.
No matter how the God of Gamblers does it, it is correct, impeccable, and technical.
No matter how the person who bets against the gambling god does, it is wrong, risky, and lucky.
"The man surnamed Meng is really lucky!"
Sun Qingyou couldn't help but sigh, "But it doesn't matter. He will never find any more stinky shit again and again. He will definitely lose in the third game!"
"I also think he will lose, so let's wait and collect the money!"
Xu Fei immediately contacted.
He was actually a little worried, but at this time, he must have to support Master Sun.
Not only was he jealous of Meng Hao, but also because Master Sun borrowed him 100,000 yuan to bet on the God of Gambling to win.
Once the god of gambling loses, he will not be allowed to pay back the money.
What a great person!
They are simply the five good examples of moral models!
Of course, Xu Fei had to do his best to flatter him.
"Young Master Meng is brilliant!"
The God of Gamblers gave him a thumbs up, and he was very clear-headed, not like his fans around him, thinking that Meng Hao had taken the risk and had a bad luck.
"Then let's decide the outcome in the last game!"
"very good!"
Meng Hao nodded and reached out to ask the God of Gamblers to reshuffle the cards and issue them.
Although Meng Hao won the game just now, it was because the God of Gamblers chose not to show their trump card before, so he switched to the God of Gamblers to reshuffle and deal.
So according to the rules, it was still the turn of the Gambler God to reshuffle the cards in the last game.
Soon, all five cards of each were dealt.
The God of Gamblers first showed the cards, the five cards were one pair of 9, and three single cards were added to q, 8, and 5.
Such a card is very bad, and there is really little chance of winning.
Meng Hao's four bright cards are all single cards, namely 10, j, k, a.
But these four pictures are all plum blossoms.
In addition, the q in the hand of the god of gambling is not a plum blossom.
In other words, if Meng Hao's trump card is a plum blossom q, then he will have a pair of king flush in his hand.
And even if the trump card is not plum blossom q, no matter whether his trump card is 10, j, k, and a, he can still beat the god of gambling.
The chance of winning is very large.
If anyone changes, I'm afraid he will choose to take a risk.
However, Meng Hao chose not to follow.
In other words, this game is invalid and the reshuffle and dealing cards will be resumed.
The whole place was stunned.
"Is this Meng taking the wrong medicine? He chose not to follow such a good brand?"
"I think he's not just taking the wrong medicine, he's just a brain problem!"
"Isn't it just right that he has a brain problem? We are all betting on the gambling god to win!"
"Hurry up and show your trump card! According to the rules stated in advance, as long as the trump card is any of 10, j, q, k, a, the person surnamed Meng will still lose!"
"Yes, show your trump card!"
...
Just as everyone's eyes were full of contempt, Meng Hao's trump card was illuminated.
Not any of 10, j, k, a, nor is it a plum blossom q, but a lonely red peach 3.
The whole audience was in an uproar.
"The man surnamed Meng actually encountered the right thing? If he followed, he would have lost. Oh my God, I have seen someone who is lucky, but I have never seen someone who is lucky enough to be like this!"
"That's right. He even chose not to follow such a good card, but he was actually right!"
"People say that luck is the most important thing, but the surname Meng is probably the case!"
"If I had known this, I would have been betting the Meng Ying!"
"There is still the last game. If you can't say that the surname Meng is the one who wins!"
"Yes, unless he is really lucky, he will lose in the end!"
"That's right, the God of Gamblers has never lost. Even if the lucky ones surnamed Meng are in trouble, the God of Gamblers will definitely be able to turn the tide!"
"You are so sad enough to turn the tide!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
...
Amid the laughter of the gamblers, Meng Hao was rotated to reshuffle the cards and deal.
The face of the God of Gamblers was already very serious. The fans around him were blindly confident in him, but he himself had already realized Meng Hao's terror.
Of course, he would not believe in "good luck". Meng Hao's repeated decisive decisions have proved that Meng Hao is by no means inferior to his god of gambling, and even better than that.
He stared at Meng Hao's reshuffle, for fear of cutting the cards again and cutting the good cards into Meng Hao's hands.
Meng Hao's reshuffle skills are pretty good, but there is a certain gap compared to his god of gambling.
This is also one of the reasons why fans around you always despise Meng Hao and are full of confidence in the God of Gamblers.
After all, even the reshuffle is not as dazzling as the God of Gamblers. How could it be better than the God of Gamblers in other techniques?
However, no one whispered anymore. Everyone looked at the focus and solemnity of the God of Gamblers, and many people were also infected with this focus and solemnity.
The whole place was silent, and only Meng Hao's "rattle" shuffle was heard.
Soon, three shuffles were completed.
The god of gambling reached out to cut the card.
Meng Hao issued the card.
The five cards of each were quickly dealt with, and Meng Hao took the lead in showing his trump card.
"Tonghuashun, it's actually Tonghuashun, and Wang Bang Tonghuashun? Is this man surnamed Meng really lucky? Oh my god, this is simply not giving other people a way out!"
"That's not right. I said he was lucky, and you still don't believe it!"
"The God of Gamblers is also a flush, but... the chance of winning is too small!"
"Yes, the chance of winning is too small. In this game, it seems that the God of Gamblers is going to give up again!"
"Yes, give up decisively, at least you can make this kid angry!" "No, there is a king flush in your hand, but the opponent will destroy this game. Anyone will be angry to death!"
To be continued...