Pokémon: Master System

Seeing Xia Yu directly pick up a winning chip and prepare to leave, the short man felt a little anxious, but the more anxious he was, the less he could show it on his face.

"If you want to leave, of course you can. But don't you want to win a little more?" The short man tried his best to keep his tone calm, looking at Xia Yu and said.

"No... no need."

Xia Yu continued to put on a cowardly look, and then really picked up the winning chips and stood up, without any sign of nostalgia.

Seeing that Xia Yu was really going to leave, the short man felt helpless, so he could only pretend to be free and easy: "Congratulations, you made a small fortune. You can see that it is so easy to come to 100 million, and it may take you years or even decades outside. to earn."

"Thank you... I... I won't bet anymore."

After Xia Yu finished speaking, he turned and left the gaming table.

Seeing this scene, the short man was filled with anger, but he couldn't show it on his face.He had done everything he could, and if he couldn't lure Xia Yu into taking the bait, he had no other choice.

Few people can resist this temptation, but not none.

If all gamblers were like Xia Yu, who could withdraw after a small win, they would not fall into the trap carefully woven by the casino.

But how many people can resist the temptation to get rich instantly?

The greed of the human heart is always endless. Even if you can temporarily resist the temptation for a while, as time goes by, desire and greed will eventually corrode people's will.

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Seeing Xia Yu's departure, the short man's eyes flickered. He lost a bargaining chip in vain, which made him a little aggrieved, but he quickly recovered his mood and went to find his next target.

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The scene that just happened between Xia Yu and the short man was inconspicuous in the huge casino, or it happened every moment.

Just half an hour passed, and more than dozens of contestants had already lost all their chips and coins from Cailing, and left the casino with a disheartened face.

"No...don't. I'll gamble again!" The roar from the casino instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The man who spoke was a man wearing a red monkey mask. He was dressed differently from the other people in the casino. He was wearing a thin and inferior T-shirt, and the jeans on the lower body had been washed white.

"You have no chips." Standing opposite him is an old man with white hair. Although his face is covered by a mask, it is not difficult to see that he should be older, and his voice has a hoarse quality unique to the elderly .

Wearing a grimace mask, the old man was limping and leaning on a tiger-headed cane, staring at the young man opposite.

"Please give me one more time, I'll bet you with everything I have." The young man in the red monkey mask knelt on the ground with a plop and kowtowed to the old man in front of him.

Blood oozed from his forehead.

"What bet do you have now?" The grimacing old man smiled and looked at the young man who kowtowed and asked.

"Anything is fine, you can take my life, I can give you anything, even my Pokémon." The young man who was cornered, kowtowed and prayed to the grimacing old man.

"Your Pokémon?" The grimace man laughed contemptuously: "A person like you may not even have a Lord-level Pokémon, so how much is it worth, and how much is your life worth?"

"Even including your cornea, kidney, heart, etc., all organs that can be transplanted are barely worth a chip. Do you want to bet?" The old man with a grimace smiled and looked at the young man on the ground.

"You have to think clearly, if you lose to me, your life will be mine."

The old man's voice attracted the attention of everyone present, but no one stopped him. Instead, he stood silently aside. Many people even watched the scene with interest while holding champagne.

Gamblers deserve no sympathy.

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The old man's words made the man in the red monkey mask who was kneeling on the ground fall silent, and the sweat on his forehead continued to ooze, but at this moment he was cornered, and he would rather die in this game than return empty-handed.

The red-faced monkey-mask man, heartbroken, raised his head to look up at the grimacing old man and said, "I bet with you..."

"Okay." The old man nodded, as if he was not surprised by the result, and then asked the casino staff to prepare the contract and handed it to the red-faced monkey-masked man in front of him: "Sign and press the fingerprint, and I will play another game with you .”

Looking at the contract and the pen handed over from the side, the red-faced monkey-masked man sat on the ground with a dazed expression, but then he gritted his teeth, signed his name, and pressed his fingerprints.

Xia Yu on the side frowned slightly. He didn't expect that the casino would offer this kind of contract, and seeing the skillful appearance of the staff around him, it was not the first time that such a thing had happened.

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"What are you gambling?"

"Just bet on punching."

"Fist?" The old man with a grimace was slightly surprised, which he hadn't expected: "It's rare, but it's okay."

While the two were talking, they walked towards the free area, found a table where they were gesturing and sat down, and then the croupier at the side handed them three cards respectively.

【rock-paper-scissors】

There is a small card slot on the gaming table in front of the two of them, just enough to hold one of the cards.

When the game starts, the two can put one of the cards into the card slot, and then press the OK button, no further changes can be made.

The final result will be determined by the rule of rock > scissors, scissors > paper, paper > rock.

This is the simplest gamble that everyone will know, but because of this expensive bet, everyone feels an unprecedented excitement.

The red-faced monkey-masked man also looked extremely nervous at this moment. He had already bet everything on himself, and there was no way back. He had to win.

The three cards in his hand sealed his fate.

A heaven, a hell.

The red-faced monkey-masked man kept taking deep breaths to relieve his anxiety, then he closed his eyes and began to quickly cut the three cards in his hand.

After cutting the cards several times in a row, the red-faced monkey-masked man suddenly opened his eyes and took out one of the three cards without even looking at it, directly putting it into the card slot.

In this life-and-death gamble, he chose to hand over his fate to unknown luck, and selected one of the cards in a completely random way.

"cloth."

Although the red-faced monkey-masked man didn't see what this card was, Xia Yu, who was standing aside, could see it clearly through his super power.

The red-faced monkey mask man picked cloth.

The corners of the grimace man's mouth under the mask were slightly raised. Compared with the random selection of cards by the red-faced monkey mask man, he looked at the three cards in his hand seriously, then pulled out the scissors from them, and slowly put them into them.

coincide?Or does he really know the trump card of the red-faced monkey mask man.

Looking at this scene, Xia Yu was slightly surprised and frowned slightly.

He looked at the confident appearance of the grimace old man, and felt that this was not a coincidence.