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Magician 26 ill-gotten wealth

"I'll follow you too." The woman in black tightened the black velvet on her neck and chose to call again.

"Rise!" The middle-aged gentleman raised again, increasing the chips to 3 pounds.

Seeing that the chips in the prize pool were enough to make up for the 5 pounds lost, Brian was ready to stop. After all, he won was not justified, and he didn't want to make a fortune by doing this.

As for the round-trip, he doesn't care about the total winning or losing of other people. After all, when you come to gambling, you should have the awareness of losing. What he can do is to try to control the flow and avoid someone in his hands.

Lost all.

"10 pounds." He threw out his chips in a plain tone. Brian looked at the woman in black and the middle-aged gentleman, kindly reminding him: "Give up, you have little chance of winning me."

"That's not necessarily." The woman in black hesitated for a few seconds, smiled and threw out chips worth 10 pounds, and chose to call.

Brian shook his head secretly: "Don't believe me, are you afraid that I'm cheating her?"

At this time, the middle-aged gentleman waved to the waitress in the casino. When the waitress arrived in front of him, he quietly gave a few instructions, then turned his head and straightened his body, and said lightly: "My luck has always been very good, so I

Choose to call!"

"Oh~" Brian sighed in his heart and continued to raise his base. This time, in order to avoid having a counterproductive effect, he increased it to 20 pounds at one time.

It should be OK this time...

As soon as Brian's whisper fell, he heard the magnetic voice of the woman in black sounding: "Follow!"

Small denomination chips were pushed out, and the woman in black supported her chin with one hand, and the weight of her whole body pressed on the gambling table. She looked at Brian temptingly and said, "Sir, I'm not easy to cheat~"

"It seems that you can't win this game." Brian twitched quietly, and he was confused. For a moment, he felt that it was good to win, but then he felt that he had won too much, and he felt that he had won a little uneasy.

Although his thoughts were rich, he quickly controlled his facial expressions and spoke sincerely: "It's not too late to give up now."

...

Before we knew it, several rounds came, and the prize pool had accumulated £210.9 Sule. Such wealth was an amount that civilians could not reach in their lifetime.

Brian had never seen such a big scene before, but he was still afraid that someone would see the details, so he forced his poker face to hold on. Although he didn't know what he was afraid of, he always felt inexplicably nervous.

The six gamblers at the same table kept silent and silently watched the changes on the table. In such a slightly depressing atmosphere, a waitress walked to the middle-aged gentleman with a dining car full of red wine.

"Sir, you want 9 bottles of 'Will Manor' wine."

"Yeah, thank you." The middle-aged gentleman smiled and turned around, reached out to take out the "driver", opened the wine bottle by bottle, and asked the waitress to deliver the wine to everyone in the gambling game separately.

Looking at the wine that had just been placed by the waitress on the table, Brian heard the middle-aged gentleman and said in his breathtaking voice: "This is the wine from 'Will Manor', and it is also my favorite one.

.It has a rich taste and a refreshing and smooth texture, which is very suitable for older people like me. Please give it a try tonight, and I hope you don’t shirk it.”

When invited, the people at the poker table looked at each other as soon as possible, wanting to see the reactions of others first and then give feedback.

Without any hesitation, a decently dressed and handsome blonde man picked up the wine glass in one hand and poured the wine that had just been opened with the other hand, and introduced: "Thank you then, I'm Jonnas Addison, I'll have it some other day.

If you have the opportunity, please come to my house to sit there."

"Jonas Addison..." The woman in black poured wine and took a sip, then repeated the name in a low voice, showing a look of surprise, and asked in confusion and curiosity: "You are the East of the City":

Viscount Jonnas?”

Jonnas nodded, looking a little cold: "It's me."

"Vissue? Since I have played cards with a viscount for half a night?" After getting the protagonist's confirmation, Brian was also surprised.

If it were normal, a big man with a title like this might be someone who would not have any intersection, but now such a person is playing cards with him, which gives him a strong sense of contrast.

Except for Brian, the other people at the table showed a look of surprise. However, unlike the woman in black, they did not have any chat with the Viscount, but put away some of their usual little habits and small movements.

Become much more serious.

"Oh? Viscount Jonnas..." The middle-aged gentleman smiled eagerly, without any big reaction. He sat on a high-backed chair and introduced himself.

"My name is Olir Swift, a businessman who travels around the world. If Lord Viscount lacks anything, I can solve it."

Viscount Jonnas held a glass of wine and responded with a smile: "I'm really missing something recently, but I'll talk about it after the game is over."

"This game is really interesting." Orell nodded, preparing to speed up the game. He threw out a chip and said in a plain voice: "Rise, 100 pounds."

Finally back on track.

"Follow!" Brian, who knew everyone's cards and knew that he would never lose, called decisively. Although he didn't want to make money by gambling, it did not mean that he had to give up. Now that he has reached this stage, the cost of sunk for him.

It's too high and I completely lost the opportunity to give up.

"I chose to fold." The woman in black threw out the back of three playing cards and had no choice but to continue calling.

At first she might have thought Brian wanted to "snatch away", but now that she has reached this point, her flush has made her lose the confidence and courage to continue.

"Well, we're the only one left." The middle-aged gentleman Orell nodded, happy to be able to force the woman in black to get rid of it. Then he threw out two black chips, which represented a price of 200 pounds.

"End it quickly, open the card!"

Upon receiving the order, the female dealer smiled and nodded, opened the trump cards of Brian and Orell in turn, and showed them in front of everyone. Then she announced: "Leopard is 10 better than the flush, Leopard wins!"

After the announcement, the female dealer pushed all the chips in the prize pool to Brian. Excluding the 2 Suler "pumping" in the casino, a total of 650 pounds and 7 Suler.

"Huh~it's finally over." Brian sighed with a long sigh, not knowing whether he should be happy or depressed for a moment. He didn't want to do this, but he unknowingly got to this point.

At this moment, he saw the merchant named Orell from the corner of his eyes, without any regrets about failure.

On the contrary, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Is it an illusion? Or is this money not anything to him?" Brian thought in confusion.

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