While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 230 Actors and Spectators
After Qiao Xin finished speaking, Guan Yajie frowned in thought, Li Antao looked at Song He, and Gong Mingyu pretended to think for a moment before saying, "From my personal point of view, he doesn't have the qualifications for this role."

Song He on the side suddenly looked a little ugly, and controlled his face to flush slightly embarrassingly.

At the same time, he looked at Guan and Li, who had not yet expressed their stance, and sneered in his heart: Come on, come out and express your stance.

I saw Guan Yajie said: "Qiao team, Xiao Song is really good at playing cards, at least better than me, so he has this strength technically. I still can't figure out other aspects."

Qiao Xin nodded, then looked at Li Antao.

Li Antao noticed Qiao Xin's gaze, and turned away from observing Song He, but found that the other two companions were also looking at him, so he shrugged and said: "I don't know if Xiao Song is suitable, anyway, I am not suitable. If not Backed by action funds, I almost lost my pants.”

Song He immediately put on a disturbed expression, and looked at Qiao Xin, as if asking for help.

Qiao Xin was a good showman, but he thought about it and said, "Well, let's go down to practice and see if Xiao Song is qualified for this role."

Song He stood up quickly. The others looked at each other and followed Qiao Xin to the casino with different expressions.

Qiao Xin quickly selected a gaming table and said: "According to the whistleblower's statement, the target likes Texas Hold'em, stud and billiards, and is a person who likes to use his brain. If we want to attract his attention, we must use these aspects Work hard and try Texas Hold'em."

Contempt suddenly rose in Song He's heart: If you have this kind of information, don't say it earlier, you have to let me guess, is it interesting!

Everyone quickly sat down one after another. Song He changed the uneasiness on his face into a little excitement that was eager to try, making Gong Mingyu and Qiao Xin secretly admire his skillful expression management.

Texas Hold'em is not difficult to say, it just means combining the two cards in your hand with any three of the five public cards on the table. If the combined card is higher, you win.

However, it is actually very difficult to get started.Since the five public cards are not revealed at once, and each additional card is revealed, a new round of betting needs to be started.

This causes players to not only judge their own cards, but also guess their opponents' cards.

And the psychological offensive and defensive battle before each betting is far more complicated than judging the opponent's cards!
Qiao Xin exchanged [-] Le currency chips for each person, saying that whoever loses everything will step down, and the one remaining in the end will be the winner.

Ordinarily, this kind of assessment is really unfair to Song He, it is equivalent to one person fighting against many people.

However, no one objected, but everyone had different thoughts.

The gamble started, the croupier dealt the cards, except for Song He who raised excitedly, the rest folded their cards one after another and chose to wait and see cautiously.

Next, Song He quickly figured out the characters and habits of everyone, and began to give hints, but he soon encountered a trace of resistance from Gong Mingyu.

However, this trace of resistance was not too great, it was entirely because of Gong Mingyu's deliberate choice to compete with Song He out of curiosity.

It's just that Song He, who understood her state of mind, directly chose to ignore it, and focused on Li Antao and Guan Yajie.

Nearly half an hour later, Li Antao suddenly realized that he had only one-third of his chips left. He couldn't help being startled, and quickly looked at his companions beside him.

Guan Yajie also saw that there were not many chips left in front of him, and Qiao Xin was slightly better, but only slightly better.

But Song He looked complacent, and he was very confident in his gestures, and the chips in front of him more than doubled.

As for Gong Mingyu, he was obviously one of the winners, with a lot more chips in front of him than at the beginning, but his expression was not happy, and he seemed a little annoyed.

Li Antao couldn't help but wonder: girl, you have won, why are you not happy?
But immediately he thought of Gong Mingyu's objection to Qiao Xin's proposal, and he thought he understood the truth, and his face was stunned.

After another half an hour, Li Antao and Guan Yajie, who still lost all their chips under strict defense, withdrew from the game.

Although Qiao Xin said that there was still room for Song He to save face deliberately, she no longer persisted. She quit the game with Guan Li and began to observe the duel between Song He and Gong Mingyu.

But Gong Mingyu obviously didn't want to give them a chance to be a spectator, so he stood up after simply playing two games, and said sullenly: "I admit that I am not your opponent. When you are at the gambling table, you do have merit."

"But I still hold an objection from a personal point of view. As for whether others agree or not, it has nothing to do with me."

Song He understood what Gong Mingyu meant by admitting defeat, and her statement was also discussed by the two of them for Guan and Li to see.

However, what kind of associations these words would have in Guan and Li's ears was out of Gong Mingyu's control.

Qiao Xin looked helplessly at Song He and Gong Mingyu who were playing with each other, and suddenly realized that he was also one of the actors, so he coughed lightly and said, "Yajie, An Tao, what do you think?"

Guan Yajie spread his hands: "I think it's okay."

Li Antao nodded: "Xiao Song should be able to do it."

After the two finished talking, Song He handed all the chips on the gaming table to Qiao Xin graciously, and said softly with excitement: "Thank you, Team Qiao, I will definitely work hard."

Qiao Xin took back the chips, patted Song He on the shoulder and said, "That's up to you. Let's go up and talk about the details."

At the same time, in the living room of the super deluxe room on the top floor of the hotel, three men were sitting on the sofa. One of them was the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks who had come out of the private room on the second floor with Ma Fei.

The other two men were similar in appearance to the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, but they were both fat and thin.

And if the nominal general manager of the Bailey Hotel was present, he would be surprised to find that the three actual controllers hidden behind him are actually gathered together at this very rare moment!
However, the three actual controllers of the hotel were all unusually quiet at this time, either wringing their hands or pursing their lips, as if they were trying their best to suppress the tension in their hearts.

And they were in the same room with several bodyguards with different skin colors. From behavior to wearing equipment, they were all top in the security industry. I am afraid that just one of them could crush all the bodyguards around Ma Fei without injury. pressure!
I don't know how long it took, when the monkey-cheeked man was sweating slightly on the back of his head, the door of the bedroom slowly opened silently, and a middle-aged man with a good temperament retreated from the inside lightly, and then closed the door carefully .

The three men stood up quickly, but they didn't dare to say a word, because the middle-aged man made a silent gesture with a blank face.

After a while, the three followed the middle-aged man to the study.

After the bodyguard closed the door, the middle-aged man nodded slightly to the three men and said, "This time I came to Le Kingdom, thank you for your hospitality."

"Where is it? It is our honor that you two are willing to come to our hotel." The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man had a flattering smile on his face, and said with concern, "Second young master, are you resting well?"

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man stared at him and said: "Master Wei doesn't like to hear this name, and I don't like it either. Please don't mention it in the future."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, look at my mouth, I can't speak wisely." The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man hurriedly apologized, and patted his mouth gently as he spoke.

(End of this chapter)