The years when I was an old man

What Sister Hua gave was a call from a leader of the transportation department.

Ask him to find out the location of this car.

About half an hour later, the other party called back.

Tell Sister Hua that this car is currently in the parking lot of Qixiang Building.

Elephant ride?

I felt strange when I heard it.

I thought that these two must have found a place to have sex.

Unexpectedly, a monk and an orchid girl went to the casino.

We thanked Sister Hua, and Master Hong and I went back to find Xiaoduo again.

The manager of the elephant ride, as well as a few dark lights they have, all know me.

I can only ask Xiaoduo to help me change my appearance, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

When I appeared alone in the Elephant Riding Tower.

Looking at the gamblers in the field, I still couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

I have to say that Qixianglou's strategy is correct.

A slogan of fair gaming captures the hearts of most gamblers.

I bought tens of thousands of chips, and began to look for these two people in the crowd.

The last time I changed my appearance, because of my habit of pinching the cigarette holder, Su Mei noticed it.

From then on, I began to slowly change my inherent habits.

Like before, I never switch chips.

But now, I'm like an old gambler.

While looking around in the arena, he turned the chips in his hand.

Turning around, in the free group table area, I finally saw the groans of the monk and the orchid girl.

The monk is playing a table with gamblers, playing high-value no-limit fried golden flower.

The so-called high-power unlimited bets are not understood literally, and you can place bets at will.

Instead, gamblers are required to buy a minimum of 10 and a maximum of 20 chips at one time.

The pot is one thousand per person.

After the start, you can raise freely, including a stud.

This kind of play is more exciting than ordinary limit betting.

It is very likely that you have a hand of [-] chips, and you will be wiped out in one hand.

There are four people at the table played by the monk.

Apart from him, there were two middle-aged men and a woman in her thirties with high cheekbones.

Orchid Girl didn't play, she sat next to the monk and watched the excitement.

Occasionally, I also help the monk to look at the cards.

In the circle of gamblers, there is a popular saying.

At the poker table, if you can't find out who the pig is.Then, the pig is you.

And in their game, the pig is the monk.

The monk's style of play is very aggressive, he likes to block cards and raises.

And, very suspicious.

He always felt that others were cheating on him.

A small pair, or even a mediocre off-card with an ace, will be compared.

I watched it for only ten minutes, and he had already lost 10,000+.

Originally, I came here just to find this monk, and I didn't intend to gamble.

It can be seen that they have a good game, so I decided to play and make some money.

I bought [-] chips from the dealer, and I chose to play.

The first few rounds were average, I just potted and didn't call.

Another round begins, after the croupier has dealt the cards.

I looked at my three cards.

It is a loose card of different colors of A, Q, J.

Zhuang, a high-cheekbone woman from my next family, she chose to bet [-] directly.

The next two fold.

When he arrived at the monk, he and the head of the orchid girl squeezed together, carefully looking at the cards in his hand.

"How much do you say this bet?"

After reading the cards, the monk turned to ask the orchid girl.

The orchid girl smiled faintly and said:

"I don't know either, just look at it..."

The monk raised his eyebrows and said:

"Then raise, [-]!"

When it was my turn, I didn't rush to place a bet.

Instead, he lit a cigarette and began to think.

In my eyes, a monk is actually a mallet.

But when I don't have a chance to win, the mallet may also win me.

Seeing that I was not moving, the monk and the orchid girl looked at me at the same time, the monk said:

"Brother, it's your turn!"

I thought about it and followed ten thousand.

When it came to the woman with high cheekbones, she looked at her cards again.

After hesitating, he chose to discard his cards.

Only me and the monk were left on the field.

When it came to the monk, he also thought for a while and chose to raise.

"Twenty thousand!"

There are now [-] chips in the pot.

The monk chose to continue raising.

Could it be that his hand is really big?

I glanced at the monk, and a word suddenly popped up in my mind, wrapping around.

Stalking is a term in Texas Hold'em.

At the same time, it is also an advanced skill that is difficult to learn in Texas.

It refers to quickly reading the opponent's hand cards through the opponent's habits, expressions, and actions.

Then take the appropriate betting style and make your opponent fold.

Around 2000, Texas was limited to small circles in the north and was not popular.

When Liu Ye took me to Haojiang, I studied with several Texas masters for a period of time.

In the words of Liu Ye.

A top-notch Qianshou not only needs to be able to make a thousand.

At the same time, you must also be a master of cards.

I thought about it, took out five chips of ten thousand, and put them in my hand.

Then, he put his hand on the table.

But the chip did not leave the hand, giving people the feeling.

I seem to be hesitating to raise or not to raise.

At the same time, my eyes turned to the monk again.

The monk seemed quite calm, but his eyebrows twitched again.

"Raise, [-]!"

It's the monk's turn again.

He put the remaining tens of thousands of chips in his hand and fiddled with them back and forth.

After a while, he looked back at the orchid girl and discussed:

"Follow, add, drive. Choose one of the three, choose one for me..."

The monk said that he chose one of the three options, but he didn't fold his cards.

There are two interpretations of his words.

The first is that his cards are not small and he will never fold.

Second, it is completely psychological warfare.Deliberately using this kind of words to give me information, his cards are very strong.

The purpose is to raise and swindle me next time.

The orchid girl still smiled gracefully and shook her head.

"It's up to you to decide..."

Tens of thousands of chips were tossed back and forth in his hand.

After dozens of seconds passed, the monk suddenly picked up the card.

It was thrown directly into the recycling discard area next to the croupier.

"Don't follow, I'm a pair, can I see your card?"

The monk asked me.

I smiled, folded the cards, and threw them into the discard zone.

Of course I couldn't show him my cards.

In fact, from the very beginning to when I played.

I have been observing this monk.

I found out when he bluffed.

His eyebrows always trembled involuntarily.

So in this round, I used a counter-fraud method to counter-beat him with a loose hand.

Of course, there is another possibility.

It was the monk deliberately shaking his brows to numb me.

If that's the case, then this monk is really a master of cards.