Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 242 Deja Vu
"Ah Ren, no! That Michael Chan made an appointment with four people in the morning, and he couldn't get an appointment at all!"

"Didn't you tell him that I am the descendant of Gambling Immortal?"

"Oh! I haven't even met him face to face, how can I tell him! He brought a bodyguard, it's very fierce, I can't get close to him at all!"

"It's so hot?"

"That's right! I don't think Gao Jin, the God of Gamblers, may have such a grandeur as them!"

"Okay, I get it."

Changmao came out of the bathroom and walked towards the hall, where many people had already come.

There are seven or eight gaming tables in the hall. Before the activity starts, there are already gamblers with itchy hands shouting and starting to gamble.

"Hmph! What a gambler, what's so great about it? I don't believe he is so good!"

A loud voice yelled loudly at a gaming table, which was very abrupt.

The long-haired ears moved slightly, and walked over there.

"That's not what you said. Since he is known as the God of Gamblers, he has his reasons. Otherwise, how can he always win every bet?"

Someone opened his mouth to refute, the loud voice spoke again, and the long hair came closer to see clearly, but it was a fat man with a melon face and small eyes.

"Win every bet? You're just a trickster, otherwise, how could someone win every bet?"

The fat man curled his lips arrogantly and said: "I, Di Anfeng, just look down on those guys who make money. Later, that brat named Michael Chan will come. Let's see how I expose him and embarrass him!"

The gamblers at the side couldn't help shaking their heads when they heard the words, and walked away in a short while.

"Going for what? Am I wrong?"

Dai Anfeng watched them disperse in astonishment, he couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment, and shouted loudly: "You guys make such a fool a god, what a bunch of idiots!"

The crowd dispersed, and the long hair that was still in place seemed a little abrupt.

Seeing him, Dai Anfeng's eyes lit up: "My friend, do you think what I said makes sense?"

Chang Mao sat down at the table, looked at him and asked with a smile, "My friend, do you have a problem with the God of Gamblers, or with gambling skills?"

Dai Anfeng smiled and sat down, took two sips of his cigar, and said in a puffy voice: "I don't have a problem with anyone, I just don't like some people's specialization, but I really don't believe in gambling. Listen to the dice cup, memorize the cards, hum! If you make a thousand, you will get a thousand, pretending to be a bluff?"

Changmao chuckled: "My friend, you are a little too big!"

"What? From your point of view, do you know something about gambling?"

Dai Anfeng squinted at him, and said in a disdainful tone: "You are so young, you will walk in crooked ways, be careful of retribution!"

"I have already suffered retribution and gave birth to a son with a bad mouth."

Long Mao insulted him with a smile.

"you!"

Dai Anfeng's face collapsed, he knew that he was scolding him, but he didn't like to get angry, so he snorted and said, "Since you know how to gamble, do you dare to show your hands?"

"sure!"

Changmao smiled and spread his hands: "But I have limited time, so I can only play with you."

"it is good!"

Dai Anfeng slapped the table and said loudly: "Let's just play one hand, the bet limit is 100, if you can win me [-] million in one hand, I will accept you!"

"Okay! What do you want to play?"

"21 o'clock, how about it?"

"I also can."

"How many decks are you playing?"

"As you please!"

"That's four!"

Dai Anfeng reached out to the croupier and shouted, "Take four new decks of cards!"

The croupier did as he said, and the gamblers who had already dispersed at the side suddenly found that this loud, brainless voice had actually clashed with a long-haired young man, and they couldn't help but gathered around to watch the fun.

Seeing this, Changmao suddenly smiled and said, "Let's make it more difficult. How about you deal the cards?"

"Really?"

Dai Anfeng laughed and took the card in his hand, and said to him: "You said it, don't regret it!"

As he spoke, he slapped the shuffled cards in front of Chang Mao, and said generously, "Let's check the cards!"

Deja vu!
Changmao sighed secretly, then checked the cards casually, nodded and said, "No problem."

Dai Anfeng stuffed the cards into the card dispenser, dealt two cards to Changmao, and dealt one card to himself, and opened it confidently. It was a square Q, a face card, which counted as 10 points.

Changmao raised his hand and opened two cards, and there were two Aces of clubs.

He smiled and said, "I'll tear down the cards."

Dai Anfeng issued two more cards, and he opened them again, and there were two Aces of diamonds.

"Wow?"

Dai Anfeng was stunned.

"It's A again, what's the situation?"

The gamblers on the side couldn't help whispering.

"Remove."

Changmao held back his smile, he finally realized the feeling when Feinan used this trick when facing him.

That's cool!

Dai Anfeng dealt four more cards, Chang Mao raised his hand and said, "Do you want to play?"

"I drive it, I drive it!"

Di Anfeng couldn't wait to reach out and flipped the four cards in front of him, and there were four Aces again.

"Wow! There are eight Aces in a row, this card hasn't been shuffled, has it?"

Dai Anfeng's complexion changed, and he felt uncomfortable. He really wanted to accuse Changmao of playing a thousand cards, but he shuffled the cards himself, and he was the one who dealt them out.

"Divide again."

Long Mao folded his arms and smiled brightly.

The trick Master taught is really useful!
With a dark face, Dai Anfeng dealt out eight more cards and opened them one by one. It turned out to be the remaining eight Aces.

"What are you doing?"

"Is this a joke?"

"How can there be sixteen aces directly? This is not shuffled, right?"

The gamblers on the side couldn't help muttering.

Listening to the discussion behind him, Dai Anfeng's face flushed red, and he was about to spurt blood.

"Remove."

Changmao faintly spit out two words.

Dai Anfeng's eyes were red, he separated the cards, and before Chang Mao opened his mouth, he dealt out sixteen cards and opened them one by one.

8 grasses, 7 diamonds, J of hearts, 10 grasses...

Scattered and scattered, sixteen decks were completed, and the smallest deck also had fifteen points.

"Shall the cards be dealt?"

Long Mao raised his chin at him.

Dai Anfeng glanced at the card dealer, reached out and pulled out a card, threw it on the table, and shouted: "Grandpa!"

Haw!

A piece of diamond 3.

His face turned pale, Dai Anfeng stared at Changmao, suddenly pointed at him and shouted angrily: "You're out of luck!"

"Hey! Dude, don't you want to spout blood? You shuffled the cards, you dealt them out, and you were the one who turned the cards. Why did I play thousands?"

Long Mao shrugged and said, "You didn't shuffle the cards yourself, didn't you?"

"how is this possible?"

Di Anfeng gasped for breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Stop bluffing me! I have seen a magician make a white tiger fly! Although I can't see how you do it, you do it!"

"If you say that, I can't help it."

Changmao spread his hands and said: "If you can't afford to lose, forget it. This card doesn't count. Goodbye!"

"Wait a moment!"

Dai Anfeng stopped him with a dark face, took out the check book from his coat pocket, wrote a check for 160 million, and threw it to Chang Mao.

Long Mao stretched out two fingers, caught it firmly, flicked it, and said with a smile, "Thank you!"

Dai Anfeng snorted: "I admit I lost, but I just refuse to accept it!"

(End of this chapter)