Chapter 138 Gambling (3)

At 3 o'clock in the morning, the night like thick ink infects all beings in Las Vegas. The light show on Fairmont Street in the old town adds a sense of intoxication to the drunk tourists. Emotionally.

Of course, gamblers who are more confused by the dome of the casino and do not know the passage of time, the ceiling of the blue sky and white clouds make the gamblers always "know the darkness of the day and night".

In the VIP room of the Bellagio, there is smog, and the smoke mixed with various cigar flavors makes it difficult for non-smokers to adapt, even the high-power ventilation system cannot function.

The gambling game has been going on until now, whether the winners or the losers, it is a double test for their mental and physical strength.

Of course, in order to ensure the players' health, the croupier requires a 15-minute break every half hour of the game to relieve the players' tension.

Well, this is a joke, the casino doesn't care about the physical condition of the player, they just try their best to keep you in the casino for a little longer, a little longer.

After getting off to a good start, Yang Cheng seemed to have run out of luck, often winning one round and losing one round. Although the overall state of making a small profit was maintained, this kind of ups and downs was really uncomfortable.

Konrad and Nayef seem to have restrained their temper temporarily because of the addition of newcomers. Apart from maintaining the 'tacit understanding' that you bet and I call, and you fold, I fold, there are not too many verbal attacks, even targeted Betting against each other, the atmosphere on the table became dull.

After a 15-minute break, there was a new round. The croupier was the first to deal out the hole cards. This time Taylor was the first to bet. After looking at the bottom cards, she went straight to the blonde and threw out $100,000 in chips. She said in a pleasant voice Say, "I'm lucky, 100,000."

Yang Cheng was not surprised. Taylor Swift had lost almost 3 million US dollars before, and now she felt a little impatient, wanting to get it back, a typical rookie mentality.

She showed a gentle smile to Taylor as a sign of encouragement, covered it with her hand, and quickly glanced over her hole cards. A crazy idea flashed in her mind, and then she pulled out 500,000 chips and threw them on the table blankly, "50 Ten thousand."

Everyone looked up at Yang Cheng and quickly looked away. They couldn't help muttering in their hearts. It seemed that it was a good card. The previous cycle of Yang Cheng winning and losing seemed to have left a fixed impression on others. It just so happened that he lost in the last hand, and the cards in his hand should be good now, at least an ace came out.

The moment the bearded man heard the 500,000 chip, he immediately shook his head and folded. Naif didn't respond, and still calmly threw 500,000 chips to call.

Little Japan and Conrad did not speak,

Silently calling, Ellison, the biggest winner so far tonight, took a sip of his wine and mumbled while eating cornflakes, "I won't call this one."

Xiao Lizi played with a chip in his hand and pondered for a long time, then put it back in frustration, pushed the hole card and said, "Give up."

Unexpectedly, 3 people were wiped out in the first round, and the situation began to be interesting.

The croupier arranged the chips in the pot neatly, started the second round, and dealt the public cards: 8 of spades, a of hearts, and j of diamonds.

As the jack of diamonds landed on the table, Taylor called a check with a solemn expression, that is, a check. She wanted to wait and see the betting situation of other people before deciding whether to call her own bet. It can be seen that she did not care about her own card type. not optimistic.

Yang Cheng shrugged, threw a chip directly, and shouted with a smile, "2 million, the game has progressed to this point, it's time for a wave of GC."

After speaking, he glanced at Little Japan with provocative eyes.

"Follow!" Naif's style of cherishing words like gold and throwing millions with a wave of his hand is really a good example. The key is that others can't learn it if they want to.

Little Japan naturally caught Yang Cheng's eyes. He had already made up his mind to be a coward, but his bad mood because of losing money turned into anger, just like adding fuel to the fire, he gritted his molars and glared at Yang Cheng , "200, no, 3 million."

Conrad smiled, touched his Mediterranean issue, and said, "Jason is right. The past few hours were really boring. It just so happens that I have a good hand, why don't I play something big?"

This question seemed to be asked to Nayef again, but within a second he asked and answered by himself, "5 million."

Not only was Zhang Jingchu, who was drowsy, as if being poured with a basin of cold water, she woke up in an instant, and looked at Yang Cheng's side face with worry.

The waiters in the corners of the VIP room also lit up their eyes, not wanting to miss this gamble. Century gambles are not something that can be encountered often.

Taylor Swift threw her hole cards far away as if she had met a tiger. This round is not for her to participate in.

At this moment, after the second round of betting is over, the accumulated funds in the pot have reached 14.1 million US dollars, which is not the limit, don't forget that there are still two rounds of betting.

The croupier smiled happily. The more money in the pot, the higher the commission he got, and his voice became sweeter.

Ace of spades!

The fourth community card was an ace again, which immediately made the card type confusing. Straights, full houses, and four of a kind were all possible.

Conrad was about to open his mouth to place a bet, but he heard Yang Cheng grinning and shouting, "If you want to play, play more exciting, what do you think? Uncle Conrad."

"Hehe, I think so too, 8 million."

Satisfied, Yang Cheng picked up a plate of Black Forest cake from the trolley. Different from the modern improved Black Forest cake that uses chocolate, the pastry chef of Bellagio used traditional production techniques and stuffed a lot of cherries in the cake at no cost. In the interlayer, or carefully decorate them one by one on the cake. When whipping the whipped cream for the cake, add cherry juice to it, so that the cake is sweet and not greasy, and it also has a fresh and refreshing feeling.

He has never stopped talking all night, French fries, egg tarts, potato chips, cakes, if the fried chicken is not too strong, he would like to order fried chicken wings, his appetite is like a bottomless pit, looking at Taylor Swift A look of envy.

Little Japan hesitated again. In fact, the cards in his hand were not good, but they were not bad. If it was another game, he would have folded the cards, but Yang Cheng's faint mocking expression really made him angry In one place, the back molars were almost gnawed into pieces, the blood rushed to the head, and squeezed out from the throat, "Follow!"

Nayef is still one word, "Follow!"

Yang Cheng held the plate in one hand and a dessert spoon in his mouth. He used one free hand to pick out 3 chips and threw them on the table, "Follow."

46.1 million, the pot soared to 46 million. This is undoubtedly a number that is enough to make people crazy. Didn't you see that the breathing of the waiters became heavy?

Zhang Jingchu even moved the chair to Yang Cheng's side, and hugged Yang Cheng's arm anxiously.

At this point in this round, none of the remaining 4 players dared to quit easily. Everyone had placed a heavy bet. If they quit at this time, they would lose a lot, and if they continued to fight, at least there was still hope of winning.

Before the last public card is released, the expressions of Yang Cheng and the others can be described as all kinds of life. Yang Cheng's relaxed smile, Nayef's poker face, Little Japan's flustered and nervous face, and Conrad's stern face, all gamblers The most essential psychological state is vividly displayed.

When the croupier turned over the last public card, and the ordinary King of clubs showed its true face, Yang Cheng threw the cake plate back without saying a word, stood up and put his hands on the table, staring at it. Little Japan showed a cruel and teasing smile, "All in, I'm all in!"