The personal security guard of the beautiful president

"That's right, three thousand two, they calculated wrong." Lian Fang was in a good mood after winning the money, and he stood up and smiled, "But you are such a big money, it's okay to lose, of course you have to win it back, Right?"

The man in the shirt snatched the towel from the girl next to him and wiped the sweat off his brow: "Of course I'm coming! Shuffle the cards!"

Zhang Fengyi on the opposite side shook his head inwardly.

Typical impulsive and brainless type, playing cards is also the most conservative style of play, want to beat him?Let's talk about it in another 100 years!

After half an hour.

The man in the shirt threw the cards on the table abruptly, glared at Lian Fang and said angrily, "You must be a fucking cheater!"

In front of the three sides, Lian Fang's bargaining chips have changed from the least to the most, and the man in the shirt has the least.

The gentle man next to him lightly adjusted his glasses, his forehead was also sweating faintly, but he didn't speak.

Lian Fang sneered and said, "If you can't afford to lose, just say it, it's embarrassing!"

The man in the shirt slapped the table: "If you didn't spend a thousand dollars, would you win big every time you win?!"

Lian Fang looked calm: "Have I got a good card?"

The man in the shirt was momentarily at a loss for words.

Indeed, the opponent seldom has big or good cards.

Lian Fang said again, "I'm the only one who wins?"

The man in the shirt subconsciously glanced at the gentle man next to him, but couldn't even speak.

In the past ten or so rounds, he almost lost all the chips in his hand, but he was not won by Lian Fang alone, and the gentle man next to him also made a lot of money. From this point of view, it is really impossible to say that Lian Fang cheated.

Lian Fang said bluntly, "Is it me who shuffled the cards?"

The man in the shirt had no problem picking it up.

Indeed, no matter who wants to cheat, they must touch the cards, but it is not Lian Fang who shuffles and deals the cards, so it is really too reluctant to say that she cheated.

Lian Fang's words made the other party speechless, and he immediately became complacent: "I thought I was rich, and I became so virtuous after losing seventy to eighty thousand. I think my old lady lost one hundred thousand and one hundred thousand, huh, I'm not like you." I can't afford to lose!"

Zhang Fengyi behind her almost laughed out loud.

She lost 20, and it was indeed "one hundred thousand and one hundred thousand". The two hundred thousand in the front and the back add up, isn't it just 20?

The man in the shirt had beads of sweat on his forehead, and his face turned blue and red. He suddenly took out a stack of bound red bills and stuffed them into the hand of his female companion: "Give me another hundred thousand!"

The girl giggled and said, "Boss Hong is generous!" Immediately got up without hesitation and walked out of the chess and card hall.

The man in the shirt wiped his sweat with a towel: "Come again!"

The gentle man next to him stood up: "I want to change the table."

The man in the shirt suddenly raised his head and stared at him: "Want to run after winning?"

The gentle man smiled wryly: "No, I'm just changing tables. If you want, you can change with me..."

The man in the shirt said inexplicably: "What nonsense are you talking about? I still want to win back what I lost, no change!"

The gentle man said in a low voice: "I'll give you back what won you..."

"I'm stupid!" The man in the shirt was even more furious, swearing frequently, "Poor old man, right? How dare you say again that old man has abolished you!"

The gentle man was startled, but he had no choice but to shut up and sit down.

Lian Fang next to him was a little puzzled, and turned to look at Zhang Fengyi.

Zhang Fengyi said calmly and in a low voice: "It's okay, continue." But there was a strange feeling in his heart.

This gentle man seemed to want to avoid his side, but why?

Could it be that he saw through that he was deliberately trying to win over the man in the shirt?

But as long as you are a normal person, even if you see it through, you should be happy in your heart. Why do you want to avoid it so much?

In a blink of an eye, the poker game started again, and the shirt boy's female partner came over with a change of chips, and he played even more vigorously. He would catch every landlord and play every bomb. In the end, more than ten rounds passed, and only [-] to [-] chips were left in the [-] chips .

The man in the shirt was already on the verge of breaking out, but now he was staring at the gentle man more - at least two-thirds of the chips he lost were lost to this guy!

Although the gentle man has been winning, he wins with a frowning face. He wants to leave several times, but is forcibly stopped by the shirt man.

Zhang Fengyi beside him smiled secretly.

The more games he played against, the more he knew the gentle man's intentions.At the end of the game, the latter played cards indiscriminately many times, trying to lose the chips. Obviously he didn't want to continue to win, and became the target of the shirt man's hatred.

But the more he wanted to lose, the more Zhang Fengyi deliberately let him win.The latter's card skills are quite good, but compared to Zhang Fengyi's, it is still no less than a grade, how can he lose?

If it were an ordinary stranger, Zhang Fengyi wouldn't make things difficult for him, but the latter's desperate attempt to keep a low profile made the former very curious, and couldn't help but want to see how far he could endure.

As long as Lian Fang could win, he played cards according to Zhang Fengyi's instructions, without realizing the latter's tricks against the gentle man.

In a blink of an eye, the chips in front of her had increased from the initial [-] to about [-]. She had a bright smile and was in a good mood. From time to time, she deliberately talked to tease the man in the shirt opposite.

However, the chips in front of the gentle man were even more astonishing. At first, they were around [-], but later they had won more than [-].On the surface, both the man in the shirt and Lian Fang lost a lot to him, but the latter basically won his chips from the man in the shirt, so it means that he won all the money from the man in the shirt, and the latter did not stare at him. That's weird.

When there were less than [-] chips left, the shirt man's eyes were red, and he pushed all the bets out: "All in!"

Several people were stunned.

The croupier next to him couldn't help but reminded: "Mr. Hong, this is not betting big or small, nor stud, you..."

The man in the shirt said angrily: "I just want to win or lose in one game, can't I?"

"This..." The croupier saw that he was red-eyed, so he didn't dare to stand up, and looked at other people.

"Okay." Lian Fang said bluntly, "It's not easy to lose? I'll send you away!"

Later, Zhang Fengyi wanted to stop him, but he changed his mind and didn't speak.

The gentle man didn't dare to stop him, he frowned and said, "I...I'm fine..."

The croupier frowned slightly, nodded and said, "Then it won't be counted."

After a while, the cards were dealt, and the man in the shirt looked happy.

The cards in his hand are quite good, and he is expected to win!

This game is Lian Fang's landlord, but she frowned when she saw it.

This is a bad hand!

Zhang Fengyi whispered calmly: "It doesn't matter if you lose a round." The cards are scattered and small, unless the opponent's two players play tricks or their brains are rusted, there is no way to win.

Lian Fang understood, knew that he would not remind herself again, and played cards casually.

One minute later, the man in the shirt threw the last card with a smile on his face: "Win!"

The two sides counted the chips to him, and the croupier reshuffled and cut the cards. When the cards were about to be dealt, the man in the shirt suddenly said: "It's lucky to push all, I'll push all the cards!"

The croupier looked at both sides, saw no objection, nodded and said: "Then it still doesn't count."

This round was the turn of the gentle landlord. Two minutes later, Lian Fang triumphantly threw the last card on the table: "Win!"

The gentle man smiled wryly and said: "The beautiful woman is very skilled at playing cards, I lost."

The man in the shirt laughed so hard that he couldn't keep his mouth shut. After losing for so long, he won almost a quarter of his chips in two rounds.

But behind Lian Fang, Zhang Fengyi frowned slightly, staring at the gentle man closely.

In the round just now, he calculated the cards, originally he wanted the gentle man to win the round and send the shirt man out, but at the end of the game, he unknowingly lost all the cards in Lian Fang's hand!

Coincidence?

"Again!" the man in the shirt yelled, "Still all in!"

The gentle man was still frowning, as if he dared not refuse.

Lian Fang also got excited about gambling, and said happily, "Okay!"

The cards were dealt again soon, and this time the landlord who lost to Lian Fang had a good hand, which was a mixture of skill and luck.

Zhang Fengyi said in a low voice: "This game is lost."

Lian Fang looked back at him in astonishment: "Why?"

Zhang Fengyi said lightly: "Just do it."

Lian Fang had no choice but to turn around and start playing cards according to Zhang Fengyi's instructions.

In the blink of an eye, half of the cards were dealt, Lian Fang played more and more smoothly, but Zhang Fengyi frowned more and more.

The man in the shirt on the opposite side had played a lot of cards under his intentional check, and it looked like he should be able to win, but for some reason, he felt something was wrong.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of the gentle smile on the corner of the gentle man's mouth, and he was shocked.

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