Luckily the main story is at Hogwarts

The one who intervenes is naturally Ciel, and the second half is Bond time. Soon he will make a killing at the card table. If he doesn't join the game at this time, he won't even be able to drink soup.

"of course."

"Why not."

Bond and Sievers said at the same time.

And when the former saw a beautiful girl coming from England, he subconsciously showed a Bond-like smile... quite a bit like the deep eyes of Hank, Ciel's former temporary comrade-in-arms.

Sievers did not refuse. For him, the more money on the card table, the better. Moreover, this was not a one-on-one match between the two of them. There were always two rich Arabs and African tycoons beside them. Follow.

Ciel sat on the edge of the card table.

Casino Royale uses electronic cash internally, but it was not difficult for Charles to get an electronic account.

"Snapped."

Ciel held down the playing cards he had received.

The dealer starts to deal the cards.

The battle became intense at the beginning. To be precise, it was between Bond and Sievers. Only the two of them were facing each other at the card table, and the rest were more like a background for distributing money.

Charles threw 100 million into the chip pool.

He was not in a hurry. The fighting was fierce in the second half, but in the end there were only a few back and forths. First, Sievers continued to kill, and then Bond caught up.

Then Sievers lost his composure and took action. Bond left the scene and used detoxifying hormones to barely suppress the toxin.

After returning, Bond lost more than he won and began to set a trap for Sievers, allowing Sievers to win several big games in a row. The chips on the table once accumulated to more than 8000 million.

In the last round, Bond's remaining tens of millions of chips went all-in, prompting Sievers to follow suit. Then, Bond made a winning move.

Since he is the protagonist, the sure-shot must be a sure-shot. It is the maximum value in Texas Hold'em poker, a royal flush. Even if Charles also has a royal flush, he can only split the chips with Bond.

Ciel doesn't want to, and doesn't need to, because he doesn't need the entire $[-] million to repay the debt like Sievers, nor does he need to win over Sievers to force him to cooperate like Bond does.

He just accepts it when he sees fit.

"Wow!"

Sievers hugged the chips on the table back to him.

"you lose."

He exhaled softly.

"Not always."

But in the next moment, the card Bond turned over made Sievers freeze. It was flush, higher than him.

Next is Bond time, Charles is like a ruthless coin-spreading machine, and the two remaining old guys at the table watch Bond and Sievers want to kill each other and fall in love.

Bond, who found the feeling, began to take it all, and the straight and flush cards were getting bigger every time. The chips in front of him also became more and more, and even gathered most of the chips in the audience.

Sievers lost his composure and signaled his old friend to attack Bond's wine glass from the sidelines.

Shire threw out 100 million again.

There are very few tens of millions of chips left, but soon, his chance to take action is coming soon.

"You don't look good."

Sievers said, staring at Bond.

After drinking bourbon with nerve-paralyzing toxin, Bond injected the antidote with the help of Vesper in the car. Although he seemed calm when he returned, the sweat on his neck could not be faked.

And Sievers is a little scared. Bond's poker skills are getting better and better, and he has already taken away most of the chips. He is afraid that Bond will continue to win, so now he has everything, even using words to attack Bond. .

"I've never felt better."

Bond shrugged.

He was not lying. The antidote had a certain amount of adrenaline, and his condition was indeed as good as ever.

A new round of fighting begins.

Bond, who had suffered a hidden loss, realized that he could not force it. He began to follow the temptation and set a trap for Sievers with more losses than wins. Sievers, who owed money, was in urgent need of cash. This impatience affected his behavior to a certain extent. reason.

Bond's frequent mistakes made Sievers think that Bond was holding on and the toxin was still affecting him, and he began to relax more and more.

Unconsciously, the chip pool on the poker table became more and more large, and it has accumulated to nearly 9000 million US dollars.

Bond realized it was time, and let Sievers win two more hands to trick him into letting his guard down. Then when the cards were good, he would look for an opportunity to push all his chips, stimulating Sievers to follow up and win in one fell swoop.

"You don't look good."

Sievers started taunting again.

However, unlike before when he was worried, this time he seemed confident, and his face had that cold sneer again.

Bond still had the typical Bond smile and looked confident. At the card table, he didn't answer Sievers at all.

"Do you want to follow?"

"Ha ha."

The two of them looked at the cards silently, feeling that they were not sure, but after all, they both had amazing card skills. They continued to pretend to be confident in a tacit understanding, hoping to deceive the other people on the card table and win this round. Get through it.

If you are sure, just take it all. If you are not sure, join forces to deceive others and roll the chip pool to the next round. This has been the routine before, and the chip pool has only grown more and more.

"Check."

"Check."

Sure enough, after seeing their performances, the Arab tycoon and the black African tycoon were like preset mindless passers-by. Or maybe they really felt that the loose cards in their hands were no better than those of Bond and Sievers. The flush or straight, after thinking for a while, just as the two expected, they passed the card directly.

Bond and Sievers are very calm. On the poker table, their only serious opponent is each other, and everyone else is...

"Stud."

Then, just when they were sympathetic to each other and ready to check the cards, a crisp voice suddenly interrupted their thoughts.

Bondsievers:?

………………

Calmly pushing all the chips in front of him into the pool, Ciel held Laura's face, tilted his head, and looked at Bond and Sievers.

The latter all had expressionless faces, and it was impossible to tell what they were thinking.

"Follow?"

she asked with a smile.

Bond and Sievers have never taken Charles to heart. This beautiful lady who joined the card table has a good skin, but just like everyone else at the card table, her card skills are dispensable, so they directly put her away. Considered as a vase, it is also a vase for giving wealth.

But she never thought that she would be stabbed in the back at this moment.

Sievers doesn't want to give up yet.

"Very confident, ma'am."

He tried to drive Ciel away with his eyes.

"So are you following?"

Charles didn't accept this and asked directly.

Sievers knows his cards. If he is lucky, he will draw a full house with his next hole card. If he is unlucky, it will probably be a straight.

And Xia Er was able to suddenly play and was not deceived by them. She was obviously very confident that the next draw would be at least a flush, otherwise she would not be so sure.

Sievers' eyelids twitched in anger and he squeezed out two words through his teeth.

"Not with."

It's stupid to follow even though you know you're going to be taken advantage of.

"Let's open the cards."

Seeing that no one else had any intention of sending money, Charles signaled to the croupier.

Bond, loose cards, sievers, straight, Arab tycoon, loose cards, African black tycoon, three of a kind, charr...flush.

Bondsievers: (▼plate▼#).

Not to mention a straight flush or a royal flush, it's not even a full house, just an ordinary flush.

..How dare she!

"The winner is the winner."

In an angry tone, Charles held the chips on the card table in front of him, stood up gracefully, and threw a red chip representing one hundred thousand to the dealer.

"It's yours."

Now Sievers couldn't sit still at all.

Tips to the dealer mean you won't play any more, which is not okay.

Charles took away at least 9000 million U.S. dollars with this hand. The total electronic funds of this royal gambling game were only about 3000 million U.S. dollars. Sievers had many connections, but he did not say that he could harvest hundreds of millions easily. , otherwise he would not have to make secret deals with the freedom fighters.

And this time he was merciless and carried out a killing spree, which was considered a familiar killing. The friendship that was not much in the first place was probably completely over this time. Next time, he would not be able to call so many people to save the situation.

This fund cannot be released, otherwise he will die miserably.

Thinking of this, Sievers no longer cared about being a gentleman or not.

"It would be too rude to leave after winning."

He stood up, the gloom on his face visible to the naked eye.

The atmosphere around him cooled down.