The personal security guard of the beautiful president

A fourth card appears, a j of diamonds.

"Won!"

Rong Tianci said happily.A layman like him also knows that two pairs are definitely superior to one pair!

This time it was Fujiwara Shiro's turn to look at him, and said in a low voice, "Not yet!"

The expression of Zhang Fengyi on the opposite side did not change at all, and he said indifferently: "What's the hurry? There is another one."

The croupier drew out the last card and put it on the table.

In the eyes of everyone, a piece of Diamond 2 quietly appeared.

Rong Tianci said happily: "Two pairs win one pair! We won!"

Zhang Fengyi looked at him in astonishment.

The croupier looked at him speechlessly.

Rong Fei showed a happy smile, and said with a smile: "We won!"

Rong Tianci was furious, pointed at the cards and said, "Obviously we have two pairs, but you only have one pair, so we lost!"

The croupier coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Zhang has a flush, win!"

Rong Tianci was stunned: "What? Flush?" His gaze swept across the table, and he froze immediately.

I rely on!

I was so excited just now, I didn't even notice that there were five cubes!

Zhang Fengyi turned his head and smiled at Rongfei: "Calm down, don't lose all your aura of a super card god."

Rong Fei knew that he meant that he was nervous, his face flushed, and he didn't speak.

It was true that he had always kept his cool when he gambled before, but now that the stakes were high, he could no longer hold his own.

It seems that I still have room for improvement.

On the opposite side, Rong Tianci suddenly showed a fierce look, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a number.

Rong Fei's expression changed, "What are you doing?"

Rong Tianci kept the mobile phone by his ear, and said coldly: "Since someone is messing around, then I can't blame me."

Rong Fei suddenly stood up: "No!"

A sneer appeared on the corners of Rong Tianci's lips, and he just kept his posture, neither speaking nor hanging up.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.

After a while, Rong Fei sat down slumpedly: "I understand."

Rong Tianci smiled proudly, hung up the phone, and patted Shiro Fujiwara on the shoulder: "Come on."

The latter said expressionlessly: "Young Master Rong, don't worry, no matter what they do, this round will be lost."

On the opposite side, Zhang Fengyi still maintained an inscrutable posture: "Let's start!"

The second item is dice fighting. The two sides roll dice respectively and let the other party listen to the judgment points until one party loses.

The first dice opening was performed by Fujiwara Shiro. The Japanese man held the cup with one hand, put the three dice into the cup with ease, and shook them slowly.

Zhang Fengyi listened intently, feeling slightly puzzled in his heart.

The opponent's technique seems to be nothing special, and the speed of raising the cup is also quite slow, and it is thrown very casually.

After listening for ten seconds, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

No, the speed of this guy's throwing cup is not constant, nor is it chaotic, but maintains a rhythm of three seconds slow and half a second fast. If it wasn't for his amazing hearing, he wouldn't be able to detect the opponent's hands and feet at all!

It should be known that the dice listeners are often affected by the speed of the throwing cup. Generally, masters are used to listening to slow dice, and higher-level players can also adapt to fast dice throwing, which is suitable for both speed and slowness.But these two kinds of masters have a characteristic, that is, the sound of dice must be at a uniform speed, otherwise it will be difficult to hear accurately.

At first glance, it seems that as long as you roll the dice with uneven speed, you can win, but in fact this method is extremely difficult.The main reason is the change in speed, which can easily cause the dice to fall out of the cup, which is impossible for ordinary dice rollers.Even the more powerful dice rollers basically tend to increase the speed and try to perform fast or even ultra-fast rolls.

Before the start, Zhang Fengyi originally thought that Shiro Fujiwara, who is known for his "super fast hand speed", would win with the super high-speed dice method, but he didn't know that this guy showed a higher level of dice skills, which made him a little uncomfortable for a while.

Snapped!

The cup falls.

Fujiwara Shiro looked at Zhang Fengyi.

Zhang Fengyi frowned and said: "One four six, eleven o'clock."

Fujiwara Shiro opened the cup expressionlessly, and it was one, three, six, nine o'clock!

Rong Fei behind sighed in disappointment.

Shiro Fujiwara handed the dice cup and dice back to the croupier, and the latter confirmed it before transferring it to Zhang Fengyi.

Zhang Fengyi let out a sigh of relief, and said lightly: "It seems that it will be a protracted battle."

Fujiwara Shiro flashed his light: "Oh? Are you too confident in your dice rolling skills, or are you underestimating my hearing?"

Zhang Fengyi smiled, took the cup and swiped it, put all three dice in, swung the dice in a half circle with his backhand, and swung them unhurriedly.

Shiro Fujiwara listened for a moment, his expression changed immediately, and he blurted out, "How is this possible!"

Originally, he was quite accomplished in any kind of dice throwing method, and thought to himself that even if the other party could throw dice beyond his level, he could still hear it with absolute certainty. Who would have thought that after hearing it, Zhang Fengyi was just throwing dice with an ordinary method, but it was terrible. Yes, he actually left two fingers free during the dice, and kept knocking on the swinging dice cup, making the knocking sound mixed with the sound of the dice hitting the wall, confusing his hearing!

But under normal circumstances, that is simply impossible!

Even if he is a master like Shiro Fujiwara, it doesn't matter if he just uses three fingers to shake the cup, but if he wants to use the remaining two fingers to make a knocking sound with a rhythm that can mess up the sound of dice, the biggest result is that he can't take care of the shaking. The power and skill of the cup, let the dice come out of the cup!

Little do they know that Zhang Fengyi's use of fingers has reached a realm beyond ordinary people's imagination. It is easy for him to play this kind of trick.

Snapped!

The dice cup falls to the table.

Shiro Fujiwara faintly sweated on his forehead and gritted his teeth: "Four five six, fifteen o'clock!"

Zhang Fengyi smiled and opened the dice cup.

Three three three, nine o'clock.

Fujiwara Shiro's face changed slightly, and he finally realized that he was too confident before.

This guy is definitely not simple!

***

The gambling war continued, and what was thought to be an easy solution turned into a protracted war.

Although it is difficult for Zhang Fengyi to guess the opponent's dice correctly, he can guess one or two right every time, but Fujiwara Shiro is completely fooled, and he guesses everything wrong almost every game.

Even Rong Tianci couldn't help muttering in his heart, secretly feeling that this guy is not as good as the other party - if you guess a few correctly, you can live with face!

Time passed little by little, and half an hour later, Fujiwara Shiro's forehead was covered with sweat, and his physical strength began to be a little bit unbearable.

Four or ten minutes later, Rong Tianci was afraid that something might happen to him, so he applied for a break.

Zhang Fengyi didn't care, the Excalibur Special Forces' abnormally strong physical fitness completely showed their advantages, and they hardly even broke a drop of sweat.

In the middle of the break, Rong Tianci put pressure on Rong Fei again, and the latter was naturally still panicked.

After a 5-minute break, the betting battle continued.

After another half an hour, Fujiwara Shiro's hand shaking the cup began to tremble a little, and he was crying in his heart.

If this goes on like this, it will be difficult for me to maintain a high level of flinging, and I am afraid that the other party will recognize it.

In one of the rounds, he missed for a while, and when he put the cup, he recovered the constant speed for five or six seconds, and his expression changed immediately.

Oops!

In this way, the other party will definitely be able to guess the result!

Unexpectedly, after Zhang Fengyi's guess, he was still missing a complete guess.

Shiro Fujiwara breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that the other party must be physically weak, and he is not as beautiful as he appears on the surface.

After the second 5-minute break, the betting battle continued.

Even the professional staff in the room began to feel a little bit overwhelmed, let alone Godsend.If it wasn't for the fear of affecting Fujiwara Shiro, he would have gotten up early to watch the movement, and sat for more than an hour, it was so fucking boring!

Another hour passed in the blink of an eye, Rong Fei looked at the time on the wall, it was almost midnight.

In the whole room, apart from Zhang Fengyi, only Wang Yue and Lei Li stood quietly behind the former, their expressions unchanged, even Rong Tianci's three bodyguards couldn't hold on.

During the fourth 5-minute break, Shiro Fujiwara realized something was wrong and stared at Zhang Fengyi in surprise.

Behind him, Rong Tianci frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

Fujiwara Shiro sighed: "It's a trick!"

Rong Tianci said in astonishment: "What's the trick?"

Fujiwara Shiro had a wry smile on his face, which had hardly changed his expression: "He deliberately stalemate with me. The longer the time, the less physically fit I am, but he is more and more energetic. If this continues, even if I can win, the next One round also didn’t have the physical strength to go as planned.”

Rong Tianci's expression changed immediately.