Hexagonal God

Chapter 368: Observation
Su Mo returned to the box, and several old guys had returned.

Old Pan looked at the red wine glass in front of him and gestured to Su Mo.

"Su Shen, you looked very impressive just now. Thank you for the red wine."

Su Mo smiled and sat down: "I'm sorry for showing off my ugliness. I'm sorry for making a fool of myself."

"Hey, don't say that. You've made us Chinese proud by appearing in front of so many foreigners."

Old Wu still praised Su Mo sincerely, and the others followed suit.

No matter what they think in their hearts, these old guys always do a good job of superficial work. Su Mo is ashamed of his ability to cultivate energy.

"Su Shenwei is done showing off, it's time for us to get started."

With two Southeast Asian master-level con men here, Lao Pan's confidence has returned and he is ready to start sharpening his knives.

Everyone took their seats and another card game began.

This time the stakes are higher, with a minimum of five thousand US dollars.

If six people play, even if no one calls, you still win 170,000 to 180,000 RMB, which is a very considerable amount.

And if someone calls the bet, the winnings or losses can easily reach millions.

No wonder these old guys come to the high seas to play. In China, they would be caught by Uncle Hat and thrown into jail in minutes.

In the first round, Lao Jiang bet 10,000, but no one followed.

He happily made the promise, "Sure thing! Tonight, I'll drag those two Russian girls to bed, throw the $25,000 in their faces, and do whatever I want with them."

These old guys are not only addicted to gambling, but also lustful. Almost none of them are easy to deal with.

Old Pan listened and took out a box of small blue pills from his bag.

"Old Jiang, are you okay? Otherwise, I'll transfer this box of medicine to you for $100,000."

Lao Jiang laughed heartily: "That depends on the result. If I win, I will really take the 100,000 US dollars. When life is good, we should enjoy it to the fullest."

Old Wu looked at the group of people and finally said, "Among us, Su Mo doesn't need this. He doesn't even need money. He just needs to go out and shout, and the girls who come in will line up."

"I'm convinced. We can't compete. Let's see who's the winner at the poker table."

Another hand began, and Su Mo got a small pair. With this kind of cards, he would either get the bottom or lose money.

Sure enough, I lost 30,000 US dollars in this round, a small loss.

In the next hand, Lao Wang got a flush, which killed Lao Yao's small straight, and won 200,000 in one hand.

As the stakes increased, the atmosphere at the gambling table changed.

Each round involves winning or losing tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of US dollars, and gradually some people become jealous.

Su Mo was calm and composed, he didn't play much and didn't play any big cards, but he still lost more than 1.1 million in more than an hour.

Lao Yao, who lost the most, has lost three million US dollars.

Three million US dollars is already a considerable sum for someone like him who is not a major shareholder, and he is getting a little angry at the sight of losing.

Old Pan was very lucky today. He even succeeded in stealing two chips. The chips on the table were almost six million. He was grinning from ear to ear and looked very proud.

Although Su Mo didn't win, he discovered some problems after observing for a period of time.

Su Mo is an actor of proficient level, and his acting skills are even at the master level. He has some experience in observing the changes in facial micro-expressions.

Su Mo had a basic understanding of what cards each person got, their performance in the middle, and the final result during this process.

Especially Lao Pan’s micro-expressions. When he gets a big card, he can’t help but smoke, and when he wants to steal something, he will drink.

If the cards are neither too big nor too small, he will unconsciously rub his nose with his hand.

Su Mo observed for a long time and confirmed several times before he understood these little movements.

The others are similar. For example, when Lao Yao gets a big card, his face turns red, and the bigger the card, the redder his face becomes.

After understanding the situation, Su Mo finally started to exert his strength.

It doesn’t matter if he can’t cheat, Su Mo can still win through other means.

In the next hand, Su Mo got 37K scattered cards in his hand, and it was not a flush.

He was about to fold, but Lao Pan picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Want to steal the chicken again.

Sure enough, Lao Pan came up with 30,000.

Several people folded their cards, only Lao Yao was still following.

Lao Yao didn't blush, so the cards probably weren't that big.

Su Mo also thought about it for a while, then hesitantly took out 30,000 to follow the bet.

"Haha! The cards are not small! Fifty thousand!"

Lao Pan threw down 50,000 US dollars in chips. Lao Yao seemed to be able to feel that Lao Pan's cards were not very big, so he also followed with 50,000.

Su Mo also invested 50,000, and Lao Pan continued with 50,000.

After four rounds of trading, everyone invested $200,000, and Yao Ming finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"I'm not going to J anymore if you two are crazy."

Old Yao threw the cards in his hand away angrily and gave up.

An unconscious look of joy appeared on Old Pan's face, and he continued to bet 50,000.

Su Mo continued to follow, back and forth for another six times, and Lao Pan could no longer bear it.

"Su Shen's cards are quite big, why don't we each throw another 200,000?"

Su Mo noticed that the last part of his voice was trembling. This must be the last sign of his attempt to steal the chicken. If Su Mo's cards were not strong enough, he might have folded at this time.

But Su Mo threw out 200,000 chips without hesitation, and then opened the cards directly.

"The King is a scattered hand. Mr. Pan, please open the cards."

When Old Yao saw Su Mo's cards, his eyes widened. "No way! You dare to follow that? Old Pan is very lucky today. You are definitely going to lose."

As he said that, he turned over Lao Pan's cards.

The result turned out to be a 10-high scattered card.

Old Yao covered his face with his hands in anger: "You two did this on purpose, didn't you? You pushed me down and targeted me?"

Su Mo ignored Lao Yao. Seeing Lao Pan's cards, he couldn't help but smile: "Mr. Pan, thank you for letting me win. You haven't thrown away your 200,000 yuan yet."

Old Pan's face turned pale as he threw out his two hundred thousand chips: "Alright, Su Shen, you dare to bet seven hundred thousand dollars with me with just a king!"

"Ah, that's why I'm young and energetic."

Su Mo took back the chips with a smile, earning millions in one go.

Lao Pan and the others thought it was just an accident, but they didn't expect that the situation at the card table would change suddenly from this round.

Sometimes it's like this, if you succeed in stealing a chicken, then the good luck will follow. Su Mo is like this now, constantly getting good cards, and observing everyone's expressions, he can basically grasp the situation.

I don’t know how long it took before the system prompt came.

Su Mo has been upgraded to a master con man.

The daily salary increased to 5,000 yuan, which multiplied by ten means an additional 50,000 yuan per day.

The mastery level is enough to play at this level of the gambling table even without using any cheating techniques.

Coupled with actor Su Mo's ability to read people's expressions, he continued to kill people everywhere.

As Lao Pan's JQK straight was eliminated by Su Mo's A flush, he angrily threw the cards on the table!

"Damn it! Today's cards are really weird!"

At this moment, he had lost all the money he had won, and also lost all the $5 million in chips he had exchanged.

In front of Su Mo, the chips were close to 20 million, and everyone present except him was a loser.

Old Pan's suspicion started to flare up again. He stared at Su Mo and said, "God Su, you don't look like a novice."

Su Mo looked at him indifferently, with an unhappy look on his face: "Maybe I am more talented."

"You say she's talented, so she's talented? Do you see any problem, you two?"

Old Pan looked at the two Southeast Asians next to him, and they both shook their heads.

Lao Pan was about to explode, but one of them pulled him aside and said, "When you're feeling down, you can take a break. Let's talk."

Old Pan glared at Su Mo unhappily, then stood up and left.

Su Mo also looked at him coldly, and the harmonious atmosphere between them was gone.

Or rather, it’s best not to get involved in gambling. Even if you are good friends, problems may arise once you sit at the card table.

Lao Pan followed the two Southeast Asians to the next room. After entering, he sat down angrily and said, "Did you two find anything? Why is Su Mo so restrained now? Damn, he retreats as soon as I get a big card. I always fail to steal the chicken. It's really weird."

A Malaysian said, "Mr. Pan, we observed the entire game. Although Su Mo didn't cheat, he's very observant. He's been able to grasp every micro-expression of yours."

"Ah! What micro-expressions are you talking about?"

The Singaporean explained, "Actually, many con men don't even need to cheat. Their gambling skills can crush ordinary people. They're able to observe people's psychological changes through their tone, expression, and movements, and thus infer the strength of their opponents' cards. This Su Mo is clearly gifted in this area. He's already mastered your micro-expressions and movements, so of course he's easily crushing you."

"Are you sure?"

The Malaysian smiled confidently. "We've been studying this for years. Su Mo is still inexperienced. He didn't take us into account when he was observing, so we can clearly see his psychological changes. We can be sure that Su Mo has mastered your micro-expressions, especially yours."

Then, he described some of Lao Pan's subconscious actions at the poker table.

After hearing this, Old Pan stood there in a daze for a long time without saying anything.

After they gave him some pointers, he recalled it again and realized that that was exactly what happened.

When I get a big hand, I smoke to calm myself down.

Drink alcohol when stealing chickens to give yourself courage.

The card that is neither big nor small makes one hesitate, so he raises his hand to rub his nose.

There is no mistake. Su Mo must have noticed this, so he deliberately targeted me, and of course he was able to be successful.

Thinking of this, Lao Pan was a little confused: "What should I do next? Did I lose five million dollars to him in vain?"

The two Southeast Asians discussed it for a moment, and the Singaporean said to Lao Pan, "Mr. Pan, you don't have much time left to play. It's already late at night, and you won't be up until noon tomorrow. By then, you'll be in Macau by lunchtime, so tonight is the night to win."

"You need to pay attention to two things. The first is your habits. You must change them."

"How to change?"

The Singaporean sneered, "It's simple. Use his own tactics against you. Su Mo is observing you to judge your cards, so you do the opposite and set a big trap for him!"

Old Pan listened and nodded frequently: "Well said, I will do it."

"The second point is to pay attention to Su Mo's expression. From my observation, there are subtle changes when he gets good and bad cards."

"When Su Mo gets a big card, he won't show any expression. When he gets a medium-sized card, he will look around. This is a sign of his lack of confidence."

"When he wants to steal something, he'll act calm and composed. If you look closely, you'll spot the clues."

"As long as you master these characteristics, you can definitely turn defeat into victory in this game."

(End of this chapter)