Chapter 1045: People with good character must have good luck!

The Count is angry

This kid is too sinister, more sinister than he thought.

If he doesn't look, he can't look. Because he loses his temperament and loses his psychological advantage in facing Qin Luo.

And, what if you see the card?

It's okay if the card face is bigger, but you have some confidence to follow. What if the card face is very small? Do you give up and not follow? Could it be that the kid won the first game?

impossible!

So, what's the difference between whether to look or not? Qin Luo gave him the only choice to follow.

However, he was unwilling to give up just by betting on his luck with him - what kind of gambling is this? What kind of competition is this? The card skills he has been honed over time and has the psychological endurance he has developed through many battles.

I can't use my card counting ability at all.

He was blind, so he also poked you blindly. This is the flesh-tat of two blind men.

"Can you follow?" Qin Luo asked with a smile. Undoubtedly, the smug smile he deliberately showed once again angered the count.

Jue said coldly.

When the Yangma beside him heard the count's words, he quickly stood up and pushed all the chips in front of him into the middle of the table.

"Can you flip the cards now?" Qin Luo asked. He still doesn't understand the rules here. What if they accidentally take the wrong steps and say they have lost? So Qin Luo thinks he should ask clearly.

Better.

————You know, the bet is five million US dollars.

"Yes." said the count.

Qin Luo opened his trump card without hesitation, one with 2 spades, one with 9 plum blossoms, and one with q plum blossoms.

Jesus looked unbearable, and the Count and the Ocean Horse looked at each other and laughed.

"Young man, it seems that your luck is not very good." The count was so angry that he was almost breathless. The wrinkles on his face, which were like old tree bark, were shaking, and they looked funny and disgusting. "Black."

Peach 2, Plum Blossom Nine, the biggest one is a plum blossom q. There are no three, no straight, no flush, not even a pair.”

"Maybe you don't have it either." Qin Luo said with a smile, angry that he got such a bad hand, but he didn't show this at all on his face.

If you have a poetic spirit and a literary spirit, you will naturally have enough confidence in having money in your pocket.

If this five million was Qin Luo’s entire family fortune, he might have started crying and shouting to death. Such things often happen in casinos.

However, Qin Luo is also a rich man now. He doesn't even know how much money he has.

Not to mention the huge profits that the 'Golden Rooster' Golden Pruning Powder brings to him every month, this year the military has also increased its purchase of military yangqian powder. The income in this area is enough for Qin Luo to spend several lifetimes of food and clothing.

No worries. Now there is still the amount on the dividend bank card of Hepatitis B Detoxification King. It is a number for Qin Luo. It is not a very important number.

Five million, he can afford to lose. Although he is heartbroken for five million US dollars, he can still let go.

Besides, you may not lose

He didn't read the cards, nor did he.

"Impossible." The Count said confidently. "I can't get a worse card than this."

The Count wiped his palms with a white scarf, and then slowly reached out to lift the card. His movements were cautious, his expression was focused and serious, and he actually looked a little pious.

He unveiled the first card, a square 3.

Qin Luo couldn't help laughing and said, "It seems that your luck is not very good."

"Young man, don't worry. 3 is not a small card. The key is to match it with the other two cards. What if the other two cards are also 3? Or, what if the other two cards are both squares?"

"Impossible." Qin Luo said with great certainty. He was still a little nervous.

The count was slightly annoyed, but he knew that there was no need to argue with him about these useless things at this time.

He wiped his hands and uncovered the second card.

"Cube 7." The Count smiled and tapped the table with his fingers. "Look, my luck is still better than you."

"At least I can't see it now." Qin Luo grabbed his plum blossom q and said, "At least, it is the largest card on the table now."

Jue snorted coldly, then opened the third card

He stopped halfway through the lifting, but pushed the card to the Yangma beside him and said, "You can help me see."

Yangma looked at him in embarrassment and said, "Master, you should watch it yourself. I'm afraid I'm not lucky."

"Stop talking nonsense. I'll let you see it." The Count said strongly.

Yangma did not dare to refuse, so he put his hands on the hem of the skirt and wiped them again and again, and then carefully opened the third card.

Then, her eyes widened and an incredible expression.

The count's pupils also contracted suddenly, and soon returned to normal.

However, Qin Luo laughed out loud, "Puchi" who was not as good as a master, and said, "Spawn j. It's a pity that it's not a block j."

After looking at my plum blossom q, I continued, "Although I'm not lucky, it seems that your luck is worse - spade j is a little smaller than my card. No more or less, it's smaller.

That's a little bit."

Yes. Why are you a little smaller?

The count was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood. Is his luck really not as good as this kid?

However, no matter how unhappy he was, he still had to say a few words on the scene, otherwise he would seem to be ungraceful and unable to afford to lose.

"Win and lose are common. Don't worry too much." The Count patted Yangma's thigh, indicating that she would not be nervous because she lost. "There is a British proverb: laughing to the end is laughing, and winning to the end is the real thing

The winner."

"This is a proverb from China." Qin Luo exposed it bluntly. What kind of thing? He even wants to steal this kind of thing. Do you think you are a stick?

“British.”

"It's from China."

“British.”

""

Jesus saw this little old man and a big man who had a quarrel like two children, shrugging his shoulders. He had originally imagined countless scenes of meeting in his heart, including verbal and tense, and when he met, he fought hard, but he was alone.

The weirdest one is missing.

"It's from China." Qin Luo said firmly.

He is not afraid of wasting time. At worst, he can argue about this issue overnight, since he has won five million.

Compared with arguments, the Count naturally prefers gambling.

Moreover, he just lost one game. If it ends now, wouldn’t it be that he would let his opponent ‘laugh the last time he becomes the real winner’?

"Anyway, there are also in Britain." The Count's words were a little loose. "Let's continue."

He said to the curly-haired man standing at the door: "Shim, go and get another ten million dollars of chips."

The curly haired man responded, then turned and left.

Qin Luo discovered that the Count did not give Him any checks or bank cards at all, so why did he agree to exchange chips? What is their relationship? Why can a curly man get so much money?

"Don't you take these back?" the count said, pointing to the chips on the table.

"Of course." Qin Luo stood up and pushed those small hill-like chips into front of him.

In a blink of an eye, he won five million dollars.

No wonder so many people are obsessed with this, it is really too exciting.

"I hope you will have such good luck in the next move."

"No need to be very good." Qin Luo said. "Just be a little better than you."

"You're irritating me?"

"I'm telling the truth."

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"If I don't irritate you, don't you kill me?"

"Interesting." The Count said with a smile.

Soon, the curly man brought the pile of chips on a tray.

"Continue to deal with the cards," the Count said to Jesus. "It seems that you are more competent as a bodyguard than a killer."

"The Count is over." Jesus bowed slightly, and then gave three cards in front of the two again.

"It's my turn to speak first this time?" the count asked with a smile.

"Of course, it's a reciprocity." Qin Luo said without any mind.

The Count looked at the cards, pushed the chips on the table one-half, and said, "Five million."

Qin Luo didn't look at the cards, so he directly counted five million and pushed them up, saying, "Open the cards."

The count raised his eyebrows and said, "I only paid after reading cards. Don't you look at cards? Maybe your card is not worth five million US dollars."

"No need to watch it." Qin Luo said. "I'm here to bet on luck with you today."

Qin Luo lifted the three cards in his hand and said, "And I firmly believe that people with good character will have good luck."
Chapter completed!