Super Manufacturing Force

Zhao Xu asked someone to exchange a one million dollar chip, and played it casually between his fingers.

Luo Jinrong smiled: "Young man, don't you want to exchange more chips? This is only enough for you to play a game!"

"Hehe, don't be too confident, you win my game first!" Zhao Xu didn't care, and flicked his chips: "Mr. Gambling King, for the sake of fairness, since I chose the gambling method, the card dealer The person is up to you to choose!"

Everyone sneered again, actually let the old man choose the person who dealt the cards, this is simply dissatisfied with his own death.

Many Chinese hesitated to speak, and shook their heads helplessly. They had no confidence in Zhao Xu at all.

Luo Jinrong was extremely confident, pointing at a croupier casually and said, "Just him!"

The gamble started soon, and the croupier dealt five cards to the two of them respectively. Since this was a gamble in which the guests made their own rules, the cards he dealt were all placed on the table, and there were no clear cards and cards like ordinary stud cards. Hidden card.

Many people got excited, everyone wanted to see the gambling king's thousand skills, and see what card Luo Jinrong got?

Luo Jinrong was very satisfied with everyone's attitude, so he slowly turned over the cards one by one.

"Three Aces, vs. Kings?"

"Sure enough, he is the king of gambling. He is so powerful with any card!"

"Hey, that Chinese kid is finished!"

"Hmph, who asked him to seek death by himself, and dared to challenge the gambling king!"

Everyone sneered and sneered, but Luo Jinrong looked at Zhao Xu leisurely, his eyes full of arrogance.

"Gambling king? Shit!" Zhao Xu didn't even look at it. He stretched out his hand and turned his cards over with a "snap".

His movements were clean and neat, without any pretentiousness or pretentiousness, just so domineering, and he coldly shouted: "You lost!"

Arrogant, domineering, and cold, Zhao Xu's aura at this moment made it almost impossible for people to look directly at him.

Everyone looked at Zhao Xu's cards, and suddenly, gasping sounds echoed in the casino... 10, J, Q, K, A, it turned out to be a straight flush of spades, which was Thorhari's biggest card.

And everyone was very sure that Zhao Xu had never looked at the cards from the beginning to the end. He just turned the cards over like that. Are you stronger than the gambling king?"

Luo Jinrong's proud expression froze on his face, and his dog's eyes were full of disbelief: "No, it's impossible, your card can never be bigger than mine!"

The Chinese present also couldn't believe it. They were stunned for a moment, and suddenly cheered together: "Haha, I won, what a boy, you are amazing!"

"Haha, you bullshit gambling king, you still have to lose in front of us Chinese!"

"Surnamed Luo, do you really want to cry now? Haha, there are things in life that no one cares about!"

Luo Jinrong's face darkened. From the very beginning, he didn't pay much attention to Zhao Xu, but he never expected that he would lose the first game.

The croupier continued to deal the cards. Luo Jinrong cautiously picked up his own cards and looked at them. It was still three aces vs. kings, just when a sneer was on his lips.

"Snapped!"

Zhao Xu still didn't look at it, and turned over the cards neatly again: "Bullshit gambling king,

You lose again! "

10, J, Q, K, A... The exclamation of the crowd almost toppled the roof, and it turned out to be a straight flush of spades. They looked at Zhao Xu in amazement: "How did this guy do it?"

Cold sweat was already breaking out on Luo Jinrong's face, and the cards in his hand were almost torn apart by him: "No...impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Whether he believed it or not, the second sentence was still Zhao Xusheng!

The game continues!

The third round... 0, J, Q, K, A, straight flush in spades, Zhao Xu wins!

The fourth game... 0, J, Q, K, A, straight flush in spades, Zhao Xu wins!

Fifth inning...

Game six...

Seventh inning...

The cheers in the casino were louder and louder. Zhao Xu flipped the cards neatly every time. That domineering aura had long conquered everyone.

Every round was exactly the same card, and one chip after another was placed in front of Zhao Xu.

Everyone knows that Zhao Xu used this method to tell Luo Jinrong: "I'm cheating, but you can't see through it even if you kill me!"

This kind of thousand skills is really amazing, it is simply invincible in the vertical and horizontal casinos.

No one thought that Zhao Xu could win before, but now in everyone's mind, Zhao Xu is the real king of gambling. No one knew that it was too easy for Zhao Xu, who had the ability to create, to change cards.

Standing in the crowd, Qin Yinxue's pretty eyes were full of surprise. She really didn't expect that Zhao Xu had such shocking skills.

Zhong Zheng beside her still had a serious face, but his eyes couldn't hide his surprise: "This guy actually has such a skill?"

Zhou Hongtao was already grinning from ear to ear. At the end of each round, he immediately took back the chips, and deliberately winked at Luo Jinrong, making him turn pale with anger.

Soon, the twelfth game ended, and Luo Jinrong had already lost 12 million. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept falling from his face, and his body was trembling involuntarily.

Not only because of his love for money, but also because of fear in his heart. He never thought that he would lose so thoroughly in Qianshu.

Zhao Xu's thousand skills are so weird, they are almost like ghosts and gods.

Until now, Luo Jinrong hadn't seen how Zhao Xu made such a move. He knew that he had already lost a complete defeat!

The casino was silent, and everyone was waiting for the game to continue. Zhao Xu waved his hand to signal the croupier to continue dealing cards.

At this moment, Luo Jinrong suddenly stood up and announced with a flushed face, "Wait a minute, I admit defeat!"

"What, the majestic gambler, actually surrendered?" Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly began to "buzz", and looked at Luo Jinrong with contempt, mockery, and contempt one after another.

At this moment, Luo Jinrong wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in. He never thought that he would have such a shameful day, but he really didn't dare to gamble anymore. In just 20 minutes, he had already lost 12 million dollars. How many twelve million can he lose?

"It's boring, it's so boring, even the king of gambling, he gave up so easily! Well, Mr. King of gambling, you made a wise decision to keep your shameful underpants!"

Zhao Xu shook his head exaggeratedly and sighed, with an expression on his face that made everyone amused. This guy's mouth can definitely drive a bodhisattva-tempered person crazy.

He turned around and looked at the six fishermen, and each of them handed out a chip: "Come on, old man, and five brothers, everyone took the chips to exchange for money, don't be polite!"

"Little brother, no, this is your winning money, we can't take it!"

Old Zheng was terrified, holding back his hands and not daring to take the chips, oh my god, this is one million dollars, how many times would he have to fish to earn it back?

Zhao Xu winked and smiled strangely: "Hey, why are you being polite? Anyway, there are people who treat guests generously. We Chinese are kind-hearted. How can we refute their good intentions?"

Everyone laughed loudly: "Yes, yes, yes, I can't refute the kindness of others, old man, you can just take it, if the little brother really has no money, you can still go to the gambling king to 'get' it, hahahaha!"

Luo Jinrong was so angry that he gritted his teeth, his face turned green and pale, and suddenly he snorted coldly, turned and left the casino...