king of los angeles

Chapter 235 236.I dont know
In reality, Lin Feng remained motionless, looking up at a circle of expectant gazes, especially Da Maiji's piercing eyes.

"Mind reading?" Hart asked.

Lin Feng smiled and spread his hands, "Well, LeBron, you won this round because you have a pair of aces, and I only have two common cards."

He didn't say too specific, otherwise he couldn't justify himself.

After turning over the hole cards, the men began to cheer, because Lao Zhan really had a pair of aces.

"I see the A in your eyes."

Lin Feng deliberately picked up the club ace and shook it in front of Lao Zhan.

"Unbelievable, my eyes betrayed me? This is absolutely impossible. You must have super powers such as clairvoyance or laser light. You must be such a guy."

Lao Zhan hugged his head to express his emotions, which was amazing. If it was a random guess, the probability would be too low.

Lin Feng's miraculous performance attracted the girls who were chatting, and they also came over to see what Lin Feng could do.

Ursula also had a disbelieving expression on her face. She stood beside Lin Feng with her hands on her hips, looking at the table with interest.

Lao Zhan touched the tip of his nose and stood up with a look of embarrassment. Texas hold'em became Lin Feng's reasoning performance.

Ku Shao didn't believe in evil, and after kissing his new girlfriend goodbye, he sat across from Lin Feng. They could actually gamble for a small amount of money, tens of dollars.

Lin Feng proposed this idea, and everyone began to bet one after another, comparing whether Lin Feng could guess the cards in Kuzma's hand.

But this seemed to be a bit of a shame, so Lin Feng as a contestant could not participate, and the rest began to place bets.

Lao Zhan believes that Lin Feng has this ability. Although it sounds absurd, just now Lin Feng saw his A card, and the probability of being right is 1/13.

"I absolutely don't believe it, unless this guy has tampered with the cards."

Big McKee took out ten dollars and bet it to Ku Shao. He was a frequent visitor to poker games on the plane, and he didn't believe that anyone could guess the cards.

Mind reading?In McGee's eyes, it's bullshit.

Stephenson also took out the money. He didn't bet on the fellow New Yorker, but gave it to Cu Shao, which was very his style.

Anthony smiled and chatted with Lao Zhan, and Mona quickly joined in.She saw Lin Feng with a calm expression, and thought that this young man was not as simple as he seemed.

Everyone put away the banknotes, and after Kuzma got the cards, Lin Feng started his performance.

In order to appear to be naughty, he imitated the appearance of a master magician and began to ask questions.

Lin Feng stared into Kuzma's eyes, making Kuzma a little nervous.

"What's the problem?" Kuzma spread his hands and looked at Lin Feng.

"What you got was a 7 of hearts." Lin Feng asked mysteriously.

Kuzma put his head forward for a short distance, "Is there such a way? Let me tell you the correct answer directly?"

Lin Feng smiled and shook his fingers, "Of course not, you can lie or use the truth to confuse me, in short, tell me yes or no."

This is what he learned when he watched psychology master programs in his last life. His slightly professional appearance attracted everyone to gather around him, and he felt a sense of accomplishment.

Kuzma is a natural actor. He signaled Lin Feng to wait a moment, then he pushed the corner of the playing card away with both hands, and after repeated confirmation, he said no with an exaggerated expression.

Lin Feng kept looking into his eyes, which made Kuzma a little scared.

"Then he is a black card, right?"

This is the second question, in fact, it's just that Lin Feng wants to force this into a circular arc.

Lao Zhan came up to him and looked back and forth with his big flickering eyes, trying to find something different.

"Can I cover my eyes? Because your eyes make me... uncomfortable."

Kuzma's request, he actually began to think that Lin Feng really has mind reading skills.

"Of course, as long as you show your mouth."

Lin Feng's words made everyone focus on Kuzma's mouth. They looked at Kuzma's mouth carefully and couldn't figure out what it had to do with the numbers on the playing cards.

Blocking the upper part of the face, only Kuzma's lips are exposed. Those red lips are very sexy, like a beautiful girl.

In fact, Lin Feng couldn't get any information from his lips at all, it was just to fill in the mystery, and to make the so-called mind reading seem like that.

After several questions in succession, Kuzma answered no, it doesn't matter.

Lin Feng imitated traditional Chinese medicine and pressed the pulse on Kuzma's wrist again, making the guy fidgety.

Ursula looked at Lin Feng with her head tilted, and was also thinking about what kind of medicine he sold in his gourd.

The warming up was almost done, and Lin Feng began to reveal the answer.Everyone looked at him together, as if there was something on Lin Feng's face.

Lin Feng wrote the answer on a napkin, then folded it up and handed it to the referee McGee.

"Okay guys, I've written his card number and suit on the slip. It's easy for me, a Queen of Hearts."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he let out a long sigh of relief, and everyone turned their attention to Kuzma again.Seeing Lin Feng so calm, Finsen was the most nervous. He felt that he was going to lose ten dollars in front of his girlfriend.

"Okay guys, Kyle, turn over your cards." McGee's movements were very professional.

Kuzma looked at everyone, and suddenly laughed, making everyone confused.

"Kyle?" Old Zhan was curious whose pocket his ten dollars would go into.

"Sorry Gary, this isn't a Queen of Hearts at all!"

The lights were bright, and everyone was staring at Kuzma's left hand, about to turn over a playing card.

He pointed to the small stack of dollar bills and chips, then pointed to his chest, and then opened the poker in front of him.

"Jack of spades? God, I knew mind reading was fake. Gary, you made me lose ten dollars. Buy me a beer."

Lao Zhan's heart ached terribly, ten dollars can open a data package for a day.

Finsen took a serious look at the Jack of Spades on the table, picked it up exaggeratedly and shined it on the light a few times, and then laughed.

There were only three people betting on Kuzma, and the rest were confused by Lin Feng's previous miraculous performance.

When everyone was admiring Kuzma's joy, Big McKee shouted, "This note hasn't been opened yet?"

"Q of Hearts! Didn't you hear Gary say, he wrote Q of Hearts on it! Just throw it in the trash."

Finsen received a reward of thirty dollars, which made him laugh from ear to ear.

Lin Feng didn't show his face, and Damaiji, as a sensory dealer, thought he would open the note and take a look.

McKee almost cried out when the writing on the note was revealed.

"Fack! What's going on here?"

Big Mackey stared at the note with wide eyes, then laid it neatly on the round table, and put Kuzma's playing cards aside.

Everyone was attracted again, even Kuzma's mouth opened into an O shape, and then they all looked at Lin Feng in unison.

Then came Ursula's hearty laugh.

The note said impressively: I dont know.

(End of this chapter)