The rabbit on the white beard ship of the pirate

Chapter 283 Gambling
in the room.

The middle-aged man was still talking non-stop.

There was no trace of fatigue on his face.

The speech on this topic does not seem to be boring.

On the contrary, the speech of these words seemed to give him a stimulant.

The more he talked about the topic speech, the more excited he became.

The middle-aged speech became more and more excited, but Gabriel was drowsy while sitting on the stool.

This middle-aged man spoke too much.

It's been talking for a long time, and the middle-aged man didn't see the end.

Thinking of this, even Gabriel, who had already made mental preparations before this, couldn't help sighing.

If this is the case for the next few days.

Then this empty island, Gabriel doesn't want it.

Compared with Sky Island, Gabriel cares more about his own life and his ears.

If it had been like this, Gabriel felt that he would not be able to bear it.

Compared with Gabriel's torment, Mihawk today can be said to be happy.

Because the middle-aged man was too inked, Mihawk behind him could no longer hold on.

He hid behind Gabriel early and fell asleep.

As for the middle-aged man, isn't Gabriel supporting him at this time.

This is true for Mihawk, and the same is true for middle-aged men. Gabriel couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Now he really can't stand it anymore.

Isn't it just an empty island?
Listening to this irritable voice, Gabriel didn't even want to go.

Just as Gabriel was thinking wildly, the middle-aged man finally stopped his speech.

The whole room was silent, and Gabriel couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, is it finally over?
Gabriel got up immediately after the hateful speech was over.

Just as Gabriel got up, he couldn't help but patted Mihawk behind him.

Mihawk felt that Gabriel was patting himself, and opened his eyes involuntarily.

Mihawk opened his eyes in a daze, and looked around in a daze.

Is it over?

Listening to the room where there was no sound, Mihawk couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It appears to be over.

Just when Gabriel and Mihawk breathed a sigh of relief.

The middle-aged man walked back again, but this time the middle-aged man seemed to have something in his hand.

If it was normal, Gabriel might have noticed it.

Just now.

Looking at the middle-aged man approaching slowly, Gabriel couldn't help feeling a headache.

Now Gabriel is a little afraid of this guy.

This guy is like a monk, talking endlessly.

If it weren't for Gabriel's good temper.

It is estimated that other people would have left long ago.

Seeing the middle-aged man approaching, Gabriel couldn't help but raise his vigilance.

Gabriel couldn't help but hesitate and asked, "You don't want to talk about it, do you?"

"Nothing, I think you listen to me, my experience, you seem a little tired. So I plan to get you some other things to relieve your fatigue." The middle-aged man smiled.

"Is that so?" Hearing what the middle-aged man said, Gabriel could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Now as long as he doesn't sit there and listen to this guy talk all the time.

"Of course, this time, I brought something on purpose." The middle-aged man couldn't help but took out a poker card from his hand.

"Cards?" Looking at the poker cards in the middle-aged man's hand, Gabriel couldn't help being taken aback.

Is there such a thing in this world?
For this playing card, Gabriel couldn't help feeling a little surprised.

"Are we going to play cards?" Mihawk couldn't help but look at the cards in the middle-aged man's hand.

Although Mihawk knows about gambling, he also knows the roads required for gambling, such as playing cards, turntables, slot machines, and so on.

But Mihawk has never gambled.

Mihawk knew nothing about this kind of gambling.

Although he doesn't know anything about gambling, it doesn't stop Mihawk from loving it.

As long as you don't listen to the damn nagging, this game is better than that nagging.

"How about it, how about a hand?" The middle-aged man took out his playing cards and sat on the stool and couldn't help laughing.

"Uh...but none of us know how to do it." Gabriel couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

"It won't be all right, you can learn slowly." The middle-aged man smiled.

"This... okay." Gabriel glanced at the middle-aged man and said.

Although I am not interested in poker, I think of the middle-aged man's speech.

Gabriel couldn't help but sink his heart.

He didn't like playing poker, but he liked the damn speech even less than playing poker.

If he had to choose between the two, Gabriel would rather have the damn speech.

Gabriel agreed, and so did Mihawk.

Both of them have a common cognition, that is, playing poker is fine, but speech is not.

They're fine with anything these days than that damn speech.

In this way, among the damn speech and playing cards, the two made a decisive choice.

After the two chose playing cards, the middle-aged man couldn't help being overjoyed.

It seems that these two people love gambling more than he imagined. If so, things will be much easier for him afterwards.

Knowing that Gabriel and Mihawk love gambling, the middle-aged man began to teach Gabriel and Mihawk how to gamble.

The middle-aged man did not teach Gabriel and Mihawk the more complicated gambling, the middle-aged man only taught Gabriel and Mihawk the simplest comparison of size.

The size comparison is very simple, that is, draw five cards from a pile of playing cards.

From these five cards, three cards are drawn to form a maximum value.

Whoever can form the largest value is the winner.

This is equivalent to the combination of fried golden flowers and bullfighting.

Fried golden flower is issued three cards to compare the size.

From two to g of spades.

Three of the same are the largest.

Followed by a straight flush, after a straight flush is a flush, after a flush is a straight, after a straight is a pair of the same, and after a pair of the same is a single.

That's it, it is still sorted by size, and the big and the small are separated.

The big one wins, the small one loses, this is fried gold flower.

Bullfighting words.

What this middle-aged man taught was fundamentally different from bullfighting.

This is just the use of bullfighting, which is commonly used to deal five cards.

As for the rest, it doesn't matter.

Gabriel and Mihawk also roughly understood what the middle-aged man said.

What the middle-aged man taught was too simple, and there was nothing difficult about it.

Plus middle-aged men teach.

Gabriel and Mihawk learned the cards that middle-aged men learned every few hands.

After Gabriel and Mihawk finished learning the cards, they immediately played against the middle-aged man.

During this battle, the middle-aged man couldn't help but evoked a smile.

It seems that this time someone finally played cards with him.

Now he doesn't have to worry anymore, there is nowhere to display his superb card skills.

Although the middle-aged man has extraordinary card skills, but the middle-aged man is not in a hurry to show off.

He needs to play slowly with Gabriel and Mihawk.

After all, it would be meaningless if Gabriel and Mihawk lost interest if they defeated Gabriel and Mihawk with absolute calculation from the beginning.

(End of this chapter)