Three-eyed evil king of the pirate king

After Carl entered the casino and walked around casually, he found that the casino was indeed quite big. It was a formal-looking casino with luxurious decoration, golden lights everywhere, and a scantily clad bunny girl with bunny ears on her head. Drinking wine and walking back and forth among the crowd, security guards in black suits and sunglasses are scattered in inconspicuous corners of the casino.

In front of each gaming table, there were many gamblers surrounding them. They made a loud noise and stared at the dealer to reveal the results. After the cards were revealed, a small number of people shouted "win" loudly, and then rushed towards them and went crazy. They hugged their own chips, but more people had dejected expressions, and then continued to bet a handful with red eyes.

The casino is divided into several areas, and each area has different ways to play. Although there are several ways that Karl has not been exposed to, fortunately they are all simple and easy to understand. They almost entirely rely on so-called luck. Karl has watched others play. After a while, I also knew the rules of seven, seven, eight and eight.

Karl didn't think much, walked to the service desk, and directly converted all the more than 40 Baileys he had into chips.

Then, Karl walked around casually, but did not place a bet for a long time.

A gambling table with a huge turntable attracted Karl, and he went in to take a look.

The huge turntable was rotating at this time, and a small ball was rolling continuously in the turntable. It looked like it was about to stop, so the gamblers who placed their bets saw that the ball was about to roll to the point they had bet on. When the numbers came up, they yelled "stop" desperately, while another group of gamblers who had bet on other numbers shouted wildly. This scene seemed to be full of the smell of gunpowder, giving people the illusion that a fight might start at any time.

For gambling like Roulette, you can choose to bet on colors, numbers, or even both.

Of course, the odds are also different.

In fact, Karl also knew that if the gambler did not cheat, the final winner in the casino would be the banker.

There is no need to even play a trick, as long as the probability is set so that the casino has an advantage, then the casino will be completely invincible.

Anyone who has studied probability knows that it is like tossing a coin to guess heads and tails. As long as the total number of coin tosses is more, the number of heads and tails will become closer and closer, and the probability will also become closer and closer. Half.

For example, in a gamble, there is a one-third probability that the gambler wins, a one-third probability that neither loss nor profit occurs, and the other one-third probability that the banker wins.

It seems fair, but as long as the bookmaker adds a rule, the casino will collect taxes from gamblers who win money... not too much, just one percent at a time.

Winning gamblers may not care about this [-]%, but it is this [-]% that makes the banker make a lot of money.

What's more, casinos don't give gamblers relatively fair probabilities. They don't even cheat, so they are very benevolent casinos.

Unless you are the kind of person who is extremely lucky... otherwise, as long as you keep betting, you will lose nothing in the end.

Karl didn't know if the casino would give out thousands, but he definitely wanted to give out. After all, he had clairvoyance, so it would be a pity not to use it.

Carl did not try complicated gambling methods, but came to the gambling table where the dice was shaken.

This bet on dice is quite simple. Just bet on odd or even based on the final result, and the odds are one to one.

There are already many people sitting at this gambling table. The croupier rolls the dice for the banker. After the dealer sets the dice, the guests begin to place their bets.

Pupil power was slowly injected into his third eye, and Carl looked at the dealer's sieving cup for a moment. Soon, Carl found that the dealer's hand and the sieving cup seemed to be illusory, and he saw the dice inside.

"3...1...5." Carl saw the numbers on the dice and immediately placed two chips worth [-] Baileys on the odd number.

The croupier quickly opened the sifting cup, and sure enough it was the same as Carl saw, an odd number.

Winning two Baileys in an instant, Carl felt calm in his heart, but a group of people around him who had lost money or even won less began to have a hard time.

"Where did this little brat come from? Are you so lucky?"

"Hey, little brat, this is not the place you should be. Go home and drink milk!"

"What's going on in your casino? Do you let children in?"

Karl didn't react to these lemon sounds, and the croupier in front of him didn't react either, and soon continued to roll the dice.

Carl continued to place bets.

After winning three games in a row, Carl bet bigger and bigger, and the croupier's eyes gradually started to look different.

Seeing Karl with an extra million chips, the lemon spirits around him gradually changed their tune.

"Hiss... This kid is pretty awesome. Is he just lucky? Won three games in a row?"

"I got a million Baileys in one breath... I can't even steal money so fast!"

"I don't care, little brother, wherever you go, I'll go down."

Facing some people's rainbow farts, Carl smiled and said nothing, but the croupier in front of him was no longer as calm as before, looking like he was dripping with cold sweat, because many people followed Carl's bets in the last round, and he made a small profit. Pen.

With the sweetener, this group of people may place bigger bets.

The key is that the child who took the lead in placing bets, despite being so evil, turned out to be a rare three-eyed clan.

The croupier felt uncomfortable every time he was stared at by the other party's third eye.

"I'm very sorry, please wait a moment." The dealer couldn't resist the pressure in the end. He apologized and retreated to the backstage. He took out a phone and didn't know who he wanted to contact.

Due to the distance, even Karl couldn't hear clearly who the croupier contacted and what he said.

But soon, a well-dressed man in a suit who looked like a manager came over.

The man in the suit smiled and quickly set his sights on Karl.

Karl naturally looked back without caring.

The man in the suit looked away, the smile on his face remained unchanged, but he announced, "I'm sorry, everyone, I will be the dealer at this table now."

Most of the gamblers' expressions remained unchanged. In their view, there was actually no difference no matter who was the dealer.

But there are also a small number of gamblers who are suspicious.

Because the face of the man in a suit in front of them made them feel as if they had seen him before.

Suddenly, a paunchy, bald, middle-aged man next to Karl exclaimed and blurted out, "Isn't he the magician Markov?"

"Is that the famous magic master?" After hearing this, someone next to him said, his expression hard to look at.

"Markov? Wasn't he arrested for forging and using counterfeit money? Why is he here?"

Karl asked casually, "Markov? Is he famous?"

"Magician Markov, it is said that his magic is so miraculous that people can't even figure it out. If he was a dealer and cheated, none of us would be able to tell." Another gambler couldn't help but said bitterly.

After hearing the words of these gamblers, Markov actually showed a faint smile.

Regarding these comments, Karl was noncommittal, but what is certain is that Markov was specifically here to "sanction" him, but he didn't know what method he would use.

Thinking of this, Karl turned and left.

When a gambler next to him saw the "God of Wealth" preparing to leave, he immediately became anxious and shouted quickly, "Little brother, where are you going? Are you not gambling anymore?"

Karl stopped, glanced at Markov, then turned around and said, "Of course I want to continue betting, but I think this guy is a little nauseous, so I plan to play something else."

Markov: "..."

Ignoring the speechless Markov behind him, Karl really planned to change his gambling method.

Although this kind of guessing odd and even is simple, the money comes in too slowly, so Karl plans to change to an advanced gambling method that suits him and makes money faster.

After taking only a few steps, Karl's eyes were attracted by a middle-aged uncle.

This middle-aged man has short hair and a beard on his chin. His eyes are closed tightly, and there is a long scar on each eyelid.

The uncle's coat is a lavender yukata, which is like a scarf and is wrapped around the neck. On his feet are a pair of wooden clogs, and in his hand is a sword shaped like a cane.

This image is profound in Carl's memory. It is clearly the life of Fujitora, who was recruited from civilians by the navy to become a naval admiral!

Why is he here?