Super phone

357 Psychological Tactics
Chuck chose to open the bowl with the center bet on the right. Psychologically speaking, he wanted to give some people a taste of the sweetness.

To put it bluntly, gambling is a psychological strategy. Some people are happy and others are sad, which is the most able to control people's hearts.

Chuck's purpose is to make people lose money to him step by step without knowing it, but after they lose, they have nothing to say, and they will only think it is because of bad luck.

It's like fishing, first let out the bait, and after pulling the bait away, pull it ashore!

"Open!" Chuck opened the first bowl on the left, which was empty, and everyone sighed, but this was the first bowl, so there were not many people who cursed.

And the hand speed that Chuck showed just now has made them understand that even if Chuck does not cheat, just relying on his gambling skills will not make people have any luck, and winning money depends on luck.

Of course, this is what they said on the principle that they didn't know that Chuck was actually cheating. Luck, how can there be real luck?

"The one in the middle is also empty!" Chuck uncovered the middle one, shrugged and said, "It seems that the friend on the right has made a fortune this time, hehe, buddies also get a little bit of light!"

After Chuck finished speaking, he finally opened the last bowl amidst a lot of sighs. Sure enough, the stone was in the bowl on the right.

"Fuck, this kid is so lucky!"

"That's right, if it's the one in the middle, the boy's ten thousand Aoyuan won't be enough to pay for it!"

"Hey, have you taken a fancy to that Ye Mingzhu? But if you want this kid to bet on Ye Mingzhu now, you have to lose all the Aoyuan in his hand!"

"Take your time, I doubled the bet, and you guys will follow me. As long as we win once, he will give us back the capital with interest!"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion among the masses, and among them were some wealthy young people who vowed to make Chuck lose everything.

Obviously, Chuck's plan succeeded. Just because of the opening, because of the Ye Mingzhu as a gimmick, it successfully attracted everyone present.

At the beginning of the second set, Chuck kept a faint smile on his face, but his eyes skipped the crowd from time to time, taking a panoramic view of everyone's expressions.

Similarly, he is also observing whether there are some masters in the crowd, and these masters are exactly his target!
Because his goal is not to win money, after all, money is just a number to him now!
The reason why I set up a business here, starting from a small age, is to climb to the top step by step, first make a name for myself in this street, and then gradually break into the proud upper class circle.

If you want to achieve your goal, you must first lure the real gamblers in the crowd, because Chuck is very clear, whoever knows a little "craft" is not arrogant?
This kind of people are the most unwilling to admit defeat. They know the depths of the gambling world, but they are still deeply involved in it without hesitation. The process is the refreshing and exciting thing they pursue.

Not to mention, under Chuck's careful observation, I really found a few professional gamblers. Although this kind of people didn't make a lot of money, you can see that they have a good grasp of the banker's psychology from the way they bet.

Of course, Chuck may not be well-known in this street. Their professional gamblers are not sure whether Chuck will bet skills. What if this guy is really lucky?

For example, in the first game, they didn't see any flaws at all. This was also one of their doubts. Could it be that this guy was really lucky?

So in the second set, those professional gamblers still had an attitude of trying. They calculated the dealer's psychology and guessed that if Chuck could gamble, then this would definitely be the bowl with the least bets.

When professional gamblers bet, their bets are often less than ordinary people, because they are playing psychological warfare, knowing that if the dealer knows how to gamble, once they bet too much, they will exceed the bets of the other two bowls. Then maybe the dealer will open something else.

It's a pity that they have thousands of calculations, so how can they count Chuck?

Chuck is going to do the opposite, are you playing psychological warfare?So what happened to Lao Tzu acting as a loser?
So the second one, the bowl with the most bets he directly opened!
Counting the bets of the two empty bowls that he ate, Chuck spit out all the winners in this game, not to mention, he also lost a lot of his [-] Aoyuan.

"Damn, this kid is a bit evil!" In the crowd, two young people wearing peaked caps were talking.

Another young man had a cigarette in his mouth, took a puff, smashed his mouth, exhaled smoke and said, "Looks like a rookie!"

"It doesn't seem like it is, it's just that, this kid doesn't know how to gamble, you should have seen it just now, although his gestures are fast, but he wants to cheat, but he has no chance!" The young man who spoke first frowned.

There are quite a few young people who talk like this in the crowd, but they seem to be quite scrupulous between the lines, and when they speak, they all suppress their voices so as not to spread the word.

But they didn't know that what they said at this time was actually heard by Chuck verbatim.

It's just that Chuck kept pretending, but secretly sneered, I can't make a fake?That's because you have bad eyesight!
At the beginning of the third set, those professional gamblers pondered Chuck's psychology and made the final test. They believed that if Chuck was a master among the masters, then in order to make money, this must be the bowl with the smallest bet.

The industry is deep, and professional gamblers will usually try three rounds first if they don't know the dealer or have played against the dealer.

But they were destined to be eaten by Chuck today, because the third set, Chuck opened, was the bowl with the middle bet.

For three games in a row, he never opened the bowl with the smallest bet.

He successfully disrupted everyone's habitual thinking, and also successfully disrupted the judgment of professional gamblers, making those gamblers confused.

Because judging from Chuck's gestures, they don't think that Chuck has no gambling skills at all, but from their professional point of view, they really didn't find that Chuck was cheating.

And real gamblers, they don't believe in luck, but now that Chuck has three consecutive rounds, others may have the illusion that he lost money, because the people who lost on the spot were all taciturn professional gamblers.

The real winners are the public, the old men and women...

With such an illusion, coupled with the fact that many people did win money, for a while, Chuck gathered a lot of passers-by here.

People like to join in the fun, especially the Huaxia people. After they learned about the situation here, many people joined in after a while!

Chuck's shots were erratic. While giving the public the illusion that he was not profitable, he threw baits to the professional gamblers one by one. The speed of thinking conversion made them dizzy and unable to stop.

The fourth set...

Fifth set...

When the tenth game came down, those professional gamblers had been thinking about Chuck's psychology, and finally came to the conclusion that he was paralyzed, this kid was just betting on luck!
It's just... They really haven't seen many people in this fucking world who make their fortunes through gambling and luck, and those people's final fate is still doomed!
Because I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet?No matter how bad the luck is, if you meet a real gambling master, their luck will only make their death worse.

However, Chuck at the moment seems to have broken common sense. No matter how they observe, they can't find Chuck's flaws.

If you bet on luck, bet on luck. Nima can make us professional gamblers miss ten games in a row. I believe you!

Those professional gamblers also have times when their heads are hot, when they don't believe in evil, and when they put all their eggs in one basket...

But when they took out their pockets, they found...

"My mother, lost all? Spore, do you still have any money?"

"Paralyzed, don't ask me, I want to be quiet!"

"Brother Jiao, let's have some high profits..."

"Fuck off, my pockets are cleaner than my face now, and if I talk too much, I will be in tears!"

"Damn his grandma, we all lost?"

The professional gamblers looked at each other in blank dismay. It was only now that they realized that almost none of the professional gamblers still had money in their pockets after the ten games of love.

"Let's go, go find the Lucky Cat, that kid lost even the gambling equipment to this new 'rookie', he will definitely not let it go!" said the professional gambler known as Spore.

(End of this chapter)