Kuntai launched a million chips, his face full of passionate enthusiasm as he was about to go to the execution ground.

Both of them sitting next to him shook their heads and flirted with cards, while the rest continued to follow the cards like Kuntai.

The dealer sent out the third card, this time a six.

Kuntai really wanted to throw the card away, but he felt Anna's hand pressing on his shoulder, and he could crush his bones at any time. He could only continue to follow.

The fourth and fifth cards were all dealt, totaling three, four, six, seven and nine.

To put it bluntly, this is a bad deck in Texas Hold'em. Kuntai even doubts whether his head is broken and actually spent three million to follow him until now.

At present, in addition to Kuntai, there are two other people on the table who are preparing to continue betting.

A man with gold-framed glasses looked at the trump card and smiled and said, "I have good luck today, and I will continue to have two million."

The other one is a bit ferocious and vicious. Judging from the shirt he exposed, he should be a drug dealer or something.

In this country, the two businesses of drug and gambling have supported countless people, especially drug dealers of all sizes.

In this casino, you can meet many drug dealers' leaders every day. They are scrambling to have a day or a tomorrow.

So once they have money, they usually spend it quickly. Who knows whether their heads are still on their necks when they get up tomorrow.

"Three million." The bald man pushed out the chips and glared at Kuntai fiercely: "Brother, are you following?"

Kuntai was pressed against Anna's shoulders, and she was already very annoyed. She glared at her bald head and shouted: "I'm not deaf, why are you shouting so loudly? I'll follow San Million to death."

Golden Frame Glasses looked at their trump card again, and hesitated to launch three million again: "I'll follow me too!"

The bald man laughed and said, "Thank you for giving me money. Today, I should be the one with the best luck!"

He launched four million: "Do you still follow?"

Gold framed glasses shook their heads and threw the card out.

Kuntai looked at the chips on the table and cried. Just his broken card was equivalent to giving money to others.

He could even imagine that if he continued to follow, the moment the card was opened, the people on the whole table would call him stupid.

"Hey, don't be constipated?" The bald man laughed.

Anna's voice suddenly reached Kuntai's ears: "Your daughter has been caught, her son is very cute."

Kuntai's nerves tense up instantly, and he pushed out four million without thinking: "I'll say you to death, I'll definitely die with you. I'm afraid you will cry later."

After Kuntai's heroic push of the chips, he collapsed in the chair. He was ready to be scolded by someone later.

The dealer looked at the two: "If the two don't add chips, then they will open the card."

The bald man laughed at Kuntai: "Brother, thank you for giving me money. I have three ten-tee pairs. Hahaha, I don't believe you are flush."

The dealer looked at Kuntai: "Please open the card, sir."

Kuntai now wants to die, but when he thinks of his daughter and granddaughter, his hand tremblingly opened the card.

The moment he saw the trump card, Kuntai's eyes straightened.

He himself couldn't believe it. He was obviously nine's trump card, but suddenly turned into a five.

In this way, his card is a flush, although the smallest, but it is also a flush.

"What, what's the situation?" Quintie looked back at Anna.

Anna shrugged: "Did you forget his words? Keep betting, you won't lose, and you will win a lot of money."

Seeing that Kuntai was not opening the card for a long time, the bald man smiled proudly and said, "Why, don't you dare to open the card? Let's open it, I haven't cried for a long time, please let me cry."

The dealer also reminded: "Sir, please open the card."

Kuntai turned his face proudly and threw it heavily on the table with a card. His bald smile suddenly stiffened on his face.

"I didn't expect it, Tonghuashun, hahahaha, thank you for giving me money!" Kuntai excitedly brought back all the more than 10 million chips.

The bald man sat on the chair and swallowed his saliva desperately: "It's really a flush? Is it such a coincidence?"

Kuntai smiled proudly and said, "Little bald man, do you still dare to continue to come? It seems that my luck is better than you today."

The bald man slapped the table in anger: "I'm coming over the rain of bullets, are you still afraid of you, an old bird? Come on, and then gamble and deal cards!"

The dealer sent a picture to each person on the table. Kuntai looked at it and this time it was K, which was much bigger than the one I just said.

The gold-framed glasses were holding circles and the bald ones were holding hooks, and both of them smiled.

The second card was still K. Now his mouth was almost unable to close. This was the rhythm of his deal.

But the next three cards are not good, namely, four, seven and hook.

This kind of card can only be called a bad one, you can lose it or bet.

However, there were two hooks on the gold-framed glasses and two bald heads, and Kuntai suddenly lost confidence.

He looked back at Anna, who looked elsewhere as if nothing had happened.

The dealer asked at this time: "Everyone, please place your last bet."

The bald man launched two million, and the man with gold-framed glasses immediately followed.

Kuntai gritted his teeth and followed two million.

In the end, the bet was pushed to five million by the bald man, and the man with gold-framed glasses and Quintie followed.

"Please open the card!" the dealer waved.

The bald man laughed and said, "This time, I see how you play with me. Three circles, two tens. Hahaha, is there anyone older than me?"

The man with gold-framed glasses turned pale. He opened the card and hooked the three of them to one-to-nine, and was directly compared by the bald head.

"Hey, it's your turn, let's open the card." The bald man shouted at Kuntai with his might.

Kuntai stared at him: "Are your vocal cords fat? Will you die if you don't speak loudly?"

He looked back at Anna, who nodded at him.

Kuntai grabbed the card and smashed it down with his eyes closed.

Everyone burst into a burst of exclamation, and Kuntai hurriedly opened his eyes and saw that the card had changed again.

All the original small cards are gone, now there are three K and one-to-ten, just one-level bigger than a bald head.

Kuntai stood up excitedly and laughed at the bald head: "Are you very surprised? Let me tell you, people who have good cards are as low-key as me."

The bald man shook his head in disbelief: "How is this possible? Three Ks, this probability will not appear. You, you, you will definitely give a thousand!"

Kuntai snorted at him: "I think you are not doubting me, but General Kukri's casino. If I can pay a thousand, then this casino will not be able to continue."

The dealer immediately said: "Sir, he is right. If I could make a thousand under my eyes, I would rather dig out my eyes."

Others began to applaud: "This gentleman is right. There are six probes in this room, and the dealer is also an old man. He cannot afford to pay a thousand. This gentleman has such an extraordinary and calm demeanor that it will explode until the end. This is the way the god of gambling looks."

The bald man roared: "I won't believe it again, you can win every thing. God of Gambling? I don't believe it!"

Kuntai raised his legs and proudly hooked his fingers at him: "If you have more money, I will accept everything, and I will do as much as you want."

Behind him, the invisible Lin Qiu shook his head and smiled bitterly, and whispered in Anna's ear: "He is quite fast entering the role."
Chapter completed!