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Chapter 238 The God of Gamblers Possessed!
Jose revealed his hole card - 9 points.

Jose grinned and said, "Good luck, add another card!"

Han Long didn't look at the hole cards, and said coldly: "The cards are dealt."

The dealer deals a second round of cards.

Jose opened it to take a look—12 o'clock!
Adding up the previous hole cards, the total points have reached 21 points!

This is also the maximum point limit for this gambling method.

Jose laughed loudly, "Boy, you are dead!"

Han Long said coldly: "Continue to deal the cards."

The dealer sent another one to Han Long.

Han Long still didn't look at the hole cards, "Deal another one."

The dealer sent another card to Han Long, but Han Long still didn't look at the cards.

Phil couldn't help frowning, and couldn't help worrying.

This kind of life and death game, how can you not look at the hole cards!

If it exceeds 21 points, wouldn't it be a loss?

Natasha didn't have such worries at all, she just looked at Han Long fascinatedly, "My husband is so handsome, why does he become more handsome the more he looks? Ahaha, I'm so happy."

Phil sighed helplessly, and turned his gaze to the gaming table again.

Jose leaned on the back of the chair inlaid with gold, and said with a sneer, "Han, you are doomed, don't waste your time!"

Han Long completely ignored Jose's cynicism, "Send another one."

The dealer sent another one to Han Long.

Five cards in a row, Han Long didn't check the cards.

Jose knocked on the gaming table and said impatiently, "Are you finished? Want to delay?"

Han Long said coldly: "It's ok."

Jose grinned grinningly and said, "Okay! Draw the cards! Win or lose! I'm blackjack! You lose, Han! Hahaha! I'll kill you first, and then I'll grab your wife!"

Han Long glanced at Jose coldly, "Coincidentally, I am also at 21 o'clock."

With that said, Han Long turned over his hole cards one by one!

There are a total of five cards, and the points are added together, which is exactly 21 points!
The scene was suddenly dead silent!
According to the rules of blackjack, when both players have the same number of points, the person with the most cards wins!
Jose only has two cards!

But Han Long has five!
Moreover, none of Han Long's five hole cards has been turned over!
Is this luck deepening, or strength?
This is simply the possession of the God of Gamblers!

All the people present were dumbfounded.

How did they know that Han Long's pupil of spiritual power could completely see through cards!
For Han Long, this kind of gamble was simply a waste of time!
Natasha covered her heart and gasped, "Husband, I love you so much, every part of my body..."

Everyone blocked their ears in unison.

"It's impossible..." Jose looked at Han Long's hole cards dully, and he sniffed morbidly, "This round, this round doesn't count! You didn't look at the hole cards, it's against the rules! Let's do it again!"

Phil couldn't help but said angrily: "It doesn't count if you don't look at the hole cards. What kind of rule is this?"

Jose hissed: "This is my rule! If I say another one, I have to do it again! Who dare not be convinced!"

Whoa!

The bodyguards behind Jose immediately showed their weapons!
The policemen in the vip box also showed their weapons!

More than 100 pistols were all aimed at the three of Han Long.

Phil said angrily: "Director Gonzalez, you are also a government employee, and you are actually on their side? Don't you feel ashamed that you are receiving a salary from the government?"

Gonzalez grinned and said, "What's there to be ashamed of? The government pays me a salary, but Mr. Marcos kills me! Besides, the salary that the government gives is not enough for Master Jose to reward me." A chip is worth a fortune."

"You!" Phil was completely angry!

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat these guys with guns, he would have done it long ago!
Han Long said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, if there is another round, there will be another round. Jose, I just want to win you by stepping on your confidence, and I want you to lose so that you have no power to fight back."

"Then let's have a more exciting bet!" Jose waved to another blond bodyguard behind him, "Frantz!"

The bodyguard named Franz stood up immediately.

Jose sniffed, and said in a fierce voice: "This is the number one sharpshooter of the Hot Wind Mercenary Corps! His strength ranks seventh on the global killer list! Next, let's compare marksmanship! The official throws ten flying cards, whoever hits the most wins! How about it? Han, do you dare to fight?"

Han Long said lightly: "Whatever you want, anyway, no matter what the gambling method is, I will crush you to death."

"Fuck!" Jose was about to go mad with anger.

Gun King Franz smiled contemptuously, turned around and said to the croupier, "Let's get started."

The dealer immediately threw ten cards into the air.

The ten cards flutter down from the highest point like celestial maidens scattered flowers.

Just as he was about to hit the ground, the spear king Franz smiled arrogantly.

Immediately afterwards, he steadily took out his two guns!

Two pistols!

Shoot at the same time!

This saves half the time!

In this kind of bet, the timing and speed of the shot are very important.

Bang bang bang!
Franz fired ten shots in a row!
Each shot accurately hit a flying card!
When he put the gun back into the holster, the fragments of cards were still flying in the air.

The scene was silent for a while, and then a burst of warm applause broke out.

"You really deserve to be the gun king of the hot wind mercenary group!"

"awesome!"

"I just saw him draw his gun and retract it. I didn't see how he aimed at it!"

"Hehe, he is the king of guns, so he doesn't need to waste time aiming at all, okay? Shots all depend on the feel of the hand! And the feel of the hand is all trained by killing people!"

"hiss!"

The bodyguards and police officers at the scene were all amazed.

Jose sniffed excitedly, "Haha! I won! I won! Han, do you know how high the sky is now? If you bet with me, you're killing yourself!"

Han Long said coldly: "Don't say it so early, I haven't made a move yet."

Jose sneered, "Okay, come on!"

Phil took out his pistol, "Mr. Han, use my gun."

Han Long shook his head, "Gun? No need."

Jose knocked on the table and laughed loudly, "You don't need a gun? Then what do you use?"

Han Long glanced casually, and picked up a card scattered on the table.

This card is only half, and it is one of the flying cards that Franz smashed just now.

"I'll just use this." Han Long said calmly.

"Using bad cards?" Jose sniffed in surprise.

Han Long said lightly: "That's right, I'm used to using golden needles, but it's not worth it for me to deal with young people like you."

"Fuck! Arrogant!" Jose went crazy, hammering the gambling table with both fists.

He turned his head and yelled at the croupier: "What the fuck are you still doing in a daze! Deal the cards! I want to see him lose! I want to see him die!"

"Yes Yes!"

The croupier quickly grabbed ten flying cards and threw them randomly into the air.

Han Long raised his hand unhurriedly.

The bodyguards and policemen present all had sarcasm, waiting to watch.

The cards flew to the highest point, and then fell in the air.

However, Han Long did not make a move.

The gun king Franz on the side couldn't help laughing.

(End of this chapter)