Chapter 225: Good brand is equal to good character

"What's the end of this woman?" A gambler who was pushed away asked dissatisfiedly that the other gambler should be his friend. Hearing her words, he immediately stroked his mouth and asked him not to say, "Do you want to die? It's not good for the ten girls to hear it when they speak so loudly!"

"Ten girls?"

As soon as this word came, everyone was shocked. Now Macao is at war, and the He Dynasty is in war. Every senior gambler has heard about the battle between the gambling king and the ten girls.

The ten girls are not ranked tenth. It is said that the parents of the gambling king are both poor people. How can they afford to raise so many children? The full name of the ten girls is He Shimei. After the eldest brother He Xin's family, she also rose with the boat. People on the road respectfully called her the ten girls.

It's just that the ten girls have been at odds with the king of gambling since she was a young, and repeatedly contradicted him. Now it's better, and she is openly plotting to seize the property of the king of gambling.

"This is well known." Gao Cheng said to Lin Tianchu about the feud between the gambling king and the ten girls, and said this afterwards.

"He Gambling King is really a poor man." Lin Tianchu sighed. When he sighed, the ten girls had come to him and looked at him angrily.

For this old woman, Lin Tianchu didn't pay attention to it at all, "What's wrong?"

"Did He Xin send you to make trouble?"

The ten girls asked directly. What surprised Lin Tianchu was that why did the ten girls seem to think that they were the leader. Generally speaking, Gao Cheng was the protagonist today. Why did the ten girls find herself as a little follower instead of bothering him?

Lin Tianchu naturally didn't know that the ten girls didn't have any other skills, but she stayed with the gambling king for many years in her early years. Under the long-term influence, she naturally had a very good temperament of the leader. As soon as she came in, she could distinguish between him and Gao Cheng.

"You can run a casino to do business. Do I have to be instructed when I come in to gamble?" Lin Tianchu pointed to the sky with dissatisfaction: "Do you believe that the God of Wealth asked me to win you all?"

"Okay, very good!"

The ten girls were furious and roared. After all, this was her territory. Even if the people in the casino had abandoned the secret, her aura was still there. This roar made everyone afraid to speak.

"Do you want to bet? Then I'll arrange someone to bet with you." The ten girls speak rudely and don't let people have a chance to refuse.

"I'm not interested. I'm only interested in money." Lin Tianchu refused, "If you want to gamble, you can bet on your money." After secretly looking at Gao Cheng, Gao Cheng nodded confidently and then he said, "My boss will let you know what it means to go bankrupt."

"Okay, very good..." The ten girls are not as good as the king of gambling. Lin Tianchu's simple words successfully diverted her attention.

He knew that Lin Tianchu was the leader, but he was misled by Lin Tianchu and turned his eyes to Gao Cheng and paid attention to him.

"Mr. Martin." The tenth girl shouted, and Martin frowned, but soon calmed down and came over: "Mrs. He, what can I do for you?"

Although Martin was dissatisfied, he also knew that this was Macao, not Chicago. He got into trouble with ten girls in Macao. He was not sure if he could go back alive.

"I heard that Mr. Martin is good at gambling. Please help me win them."

The ten girls still don't know where the point of the matter is. Like a little girl fighting spirit, if she doesn't win them, she won't stop.

Martin was helpless, "Well, I also have a little research on the national mood of Huaxia. I want to compete with a master like Mr. Gao."

Martin knew in his heart that Gao Cheng was a master of gambling, and Lin Tianchu was a master of martial arts. It was difficult for him to win, so he proposed to use the Chinese gambling method.

At least after losing, he can righteously say to outsiders, "Is there something wrong with your brain? I'm a Westerner. Can I win the Chinese on the sparrow table?

"Sparrow?"

"Horse hanging?"

Gao Cheng and Lin Tianchu were surprised at the same time. They were qualified to refuse, but it was because of this curiosity that they wanted to see how the foreigner beat the sparrow, so they agreed.

"There are not enough people." Lin Tianchu suddenly said.

Gao Cheng looked around. Now the only masters on the table are Martin and Anthony. Conley has pretended to be dizzy. Conservatively estimated that he will not wake up in the short term. As for Long Linghao, it is purely uncomfortable to let him gamble with Gao Cheng again, and he will not agree.

"Your assistant will play!" Martin said maliciously, thinking to himself, "I don't believe that you, a martial arts master, are equally good at gambling."

"I'll do it?" Lin Tianchu smiled, and Martin suddenly felt shocked. Can this guy also gamble?

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In the VIP room, the ten girls sat aside and looked at the Eight Immortals Table in the middle. The sparrows on the golden background had been piled up into a pyramid.

Four people entered the position one after another. Lin Tianchu sat in the east, Martin sat in the south, Gao Cheng sat in the west, and Anthony sat in the north. He played the traditional flop sparrow and turned over a million dollars.

Lin Tianchu sat in the first set. When he shuffled the cards, he noticed that Martin's eyes were in focus, and his eyes occasionally glanced at the top right. It was said that when a person remembers, his eyes would glance in this direction. He was also calculating crazily when the formula was thrown out.

Lin Tianchu can't do other gambling skills, but he was no one who could play this in the Song Dynasty. Naturally, he knew what Martin was doing.

There are wins and losses in several consecutive sets, and Lin Tianchu also figured out Martin in these sets. He knew that Martin played cards by hard memory, and after all, people's memory was limited. He only had a 70% chance to get a good card in each set.

"Thirty? A little luck is enough!" Lin Tianchu thought to himself and suddenly had an idea. He turned his head and said to the two strong men behind him, "You two, can you stand a little farther?"

There were two strong men standing behind him and Gao Cheng. Because the ten girls were worried about them and were afraid that they would pay a thousand, they arranged to stand behind them and watch.

"This..." The two strong men looked ugly. Lin Tianchu continued, "You look at me behind me. I'm very unnatural."

Hearing this, the two looked at the ten girls one after another. When they got the answer from the ten girls, they took two steps back. They attracted the attention of several people on the table. At this time, Lin Tianchu suddenly swept his hands. Wow, his voice sounded, and Martin felt bad: "Oh no!"

When he bowed his head again, the cards he remembered just now were in a mess, and Lin Tianchu was still rubbing, and the table was constantly changing. Martin bravely remembered it. Finally, he sadly found that he only had a 30% chance of getting a big card in this game.

Gao Cheng immediately agreed, and his fingers kept tapping on the table, making a rhythmic sound. Martin was already annoyed, and he was even more anxious to hear the sound of Gao Cheng's fingers. In the end, he couldn't remember a single card.

"One!"

Lin Tianchu played the first card. He pretated to be a sparrow master 800 years ago, but he was only an amateur. In the face of the first three professional masters, he knew that he had to rely on Gao Cheng.

"Touch!"

Sure enough, Gao Cheng, who sat on the opposite's home, was about to get the first card, and then played a useless waste card. After five laps, Lin Tianchu had supported Gao Cheng for twelve chapters, only waiting for him to touch himself.

"Touch yourself!" Gao Cheng was confused, and the number was not high, but it seriously hit Martin's self-confidence.

In the back, Gao Cheng was even more like a divine help. Under the intentional support of Lin Tianchu, the nine sons were connected, the big four happy, the big three yuan... The big brand was only three laps, and the ten girls had lost more than 80 million yuan to Gao Cheng's pocket.

Martin became weaker and weaker in the Vietnam War, and Anthony, who was purely accompanying him, was even worse. Even the firing of the cannon made Lin Tianchu eat two pieces of chicken paste. The last game was a classic. Martin thought that he could turn over in one game. After several hard work, he finally made a pair of 13th cards, and finally waited for Gao Cheng to play a "dong".

"Waste card, thirteenth!" When he was happy, Lin Tianchu, who was sitting in his upper house, suddenly opened the card: "I'm sorry, cut the paste, chicken paste twice!"

"I... fuck!" Martin lost and was furious, especially the last strange card that Lin Tianchu stopped him. He was so angry that he tore over the table and lost control.

"I said, the card is so bad, what else can we play?" Gao Cheng said it like a joke, not serious at all.

"If the brand is good, the character is naturally good. If the brand is bad, then the character is..." Today, Lin Tianchu always speaks with bones, and Martin's face is red.

"Damn it, I won't play anymore. If you want to play, you can play exciting." Martin raised the table and took out a revolver from his arms: "If you want to bet, bet big. Let's bet on our lives, Russian roulette, do you dare?"