Thousand Tricks of the God of Gambling

Episode 20's

I raised my head and saw a young man with two fierce-looking accomplices walking towards the card table.

The man had triangular eyes and a bald head.

There was a long, striking wound on his head, resembling a centipede crawling above his head.

Just by looking at it, I felt goosebumps.

And his eyes looked at me intently.

The moment he appeared, several people at the table greeted him.

"Is the centipede here? Sit quickly..."

I could feel that they were afraid of this centipede.

The man known as the centipede sniffed haughtily and ignored the people. Instead, he looked at me and asked,

"Don't give up. Let me take turns. Tonight, I'll be the city, and if I win, I'll take you to a big meal..."

This guy called the centipede is definitely a problem solver.

He might be used to being the ruler here and wanted to take over my position as a city once it arrived.

But I've been waiting for hours just to become a city. There was no way I could easily give up on him.

While glancing at the centipede, I calmly replied,

"no need. I still want to continue. If you're not in a hurry, wait until I'm done betting. If I win, I'll take you to a big meal..."

The Centipede

astounded.

Clearly, he did not expect there to be someone here who would dare to talk to him like that.

His triangular eyes showed a threatening look.

Even the rogue horde at his side swore,

"Who are you talking to? Brother Centipede asked you to vacate your place, and that has become a request. Be smart and make a way right away, or don't blame us if we're rude to you!"

It seemed that this place did indeed fit the description of the chaotic gangsters, with a wide variety of people.

But I suspect they only dare to act like this because they don't know me.

If we know each other, maybe the boss will interfere to solve this problem.

Before I could say anything, Black Bro suddenly stood up.

First, he glared at the rogue horde and chided,

"Who would you dare to be disrespectful to? Come on, show me how disrespectful you are!"

The accomplices were instantly speechless when they heard Black Bro's words.

Then, Black Bro faced the centipede and said,

"Branch, this is my friend, and I brought him here. If you want to play, sit down and play. If you're trying to intimidate my friend, don't blame me, Black, if I don't give you respect..."

The face of the centipede became pouted.

He had probably never met someone so brave in this place before.

However, he still felt afraid of Black Bro.

After hesitating for a moment, he pulled one gambler and sat down.

With a swing of his hand, one of the accomplices by his side immediately gave him a wad of chips.

The centipede took out a few piles of money from him and smacked the money on the table.

"Come, it's just a game, isn't it? I'll play with you guys. I'll bet a hundred million on this round! Son, show me your card..."

Play with the "Pull 9" rule".

The banker must have cash greater than ten times the maximum bet to become the croupier.

For example, if the maximum bet is 2 million, the house edge should be at least 20 million.

This is to prevent a situation where one bets 2 million and gets the same three 3 cards, thus requiring a tenfold payout that the bookie cannot meet.

The Centipede

said he'd bet 100 million and asked me to show you my card.

That is, I should be risking at least 1 billion.

Forget 1 billion. I only have a little over 40 million in my pocket, including the ones I just won.

I can feel that centipede

just been challenged by Black Bro and wanted to save his face, deliberately looking for trouble with me.

I kept calm and said,

"Sorry, our limit is 2 million, and I only have a little over 40 million here. I can't accept a 100 million bet, but if you bet 4 million, I can hold that!"

"Damn it, you're just a poor man with no money, daring to sit as a bookie with just a little of this dime..."

The centipede cursed and looked disdainful.

Said that he deliberately looked at Black Bro and said,

The centipede knew that Black Bro had no money, so he said this to provoke.

Black Bro's expression heated up as he looked at the Centipede and said,

"I don't have any money, so we'll play with that amount. Whether you want to play or not is up to you. If you feel too small, there is a bigger table there for you to play. Don't bother us..."

The centipede sneered and looked at the money in front of me, slowly saying,

"How about this? I'll take all the money you have. We'll play without doubling. The result will be determined by this hand only..."

"Give it all up" this means that no matter how much money I have, he will adjust to the stakes. Regardless of the value of our cards, even if we both have a triple 3, there will be no doubling, and the result will only be based on that amount of money.

I didn't speak but looked at Black Bro.

I checked Black Bro's attitude because I wanted to make sure if I could take the money if it won.

After all, the centipede was probably a big local figure.

If I can't take away my victory, then there's no need to agree with his proposal.

Maybe Black Bro misunderstood that I was afraid to bet big and thought I was hesitant.

He immediately stood up with turbulent blood.

With a slap, he threw all the money on the table into my pile of money.

"Six, let's bet with him. Count me, Black, come with me. This is all the money I have!"

Seeing the firm conviction of Black Bro, I felt relieved.

After checking, Black Bro had a total of 10 million rupiahs.

When added with 50 million mine, then the total becomes 60 million rupiah.

Since only the two of us were involved in this bet, I immediately re-shuffled and distributed the cards.

After the cards are dealt, the centipede does not even see the cards. Pointing at me, he said,

"Come on, don't waste time. Show me your card first!"

In fact, in this type of game, it does not matter who shows his cards first.

After all, comparing cards does not have a specific order.

So, I casually turned over my three cards.

After the cards were revealed, the spectators were unable to contain themselves and let out a cry of disappointment.

Black Bro, on the other hand, repeatedly patted the table with his hands.

"Damn, you're too fucking..."

In the meantime, I'm doomed.

With an expression of regret and a long sigh.

The three cards in front of me are Q, 10, and K.

All three cards are zero.

This is the smallest number that can be obtained in the game Pull 9.

The centipede and his two accomplices laughed out loud.

In their eyes, they would definitely win.

With an arrogant expression, the centipede called out to me with his index finger, proudly saying,

"Come, get the money out. Do I even need to look at my card?"

Before I could speak, Black Bro immediately retorted,

"Why don't you see the card? What if he also has a zero?"

"Damn, are you dreaming!"

As the centipede spoke, he turned his three cards to the table.

Waw!

The audience could not help but be amazed.

Even Black Bro's eyes widened with a face full of excitement.

The centipede and his two accomplices, however, expressed with disbelief.

As it turns out, the three cards of the centipede are 10, 10, and Q.

Just like me, he also has three cards with a total of zero.

According to the rule of Pull 9, in the case of a balanced, the croupier wins half a point.

This unlucky card, of course, I deliberately played.

There are two reasons for this.

First, I want to make the centipede angry. I always demean so-called "socialites" who act arrogantly and torment the weak.

Second, I want to provoke him. Few people can keep a calm mind when losing such hands and with high stakes. I want him to lose control so he'll make bigger bets.