My Little Mom is the Richest

However, she couldn't be optimistic. His opponents have club eight and club three, and the bottom of the card is likely to be club nine.

But at this moment, this expressionless guy, the guy that the Eight Heavenly Kings wants to deal with together, still continues to ask for cards, which makes him feel like sitting on pins and needles.

"Wait!" Ruan Mingyuan suddenly stopped Qiaoya from issuing the cards.

"Why? Dling," Mu Qiu said lightly, looking at that Ruan Mingyue, "Could it be that she was afraid of losing, so she didn't dare to gamble? That's right, eight of them are already kneeling."

That's right, already kneeling. It can be said that these eight people are the fastest to kneel. Everyone is the first two cards no more than fifteen points, but in the end they directly kneel.

"Do you understand the rules? This card should belong to me." Ruan Mingyuan is not concerned about the speed issue now. What he faces now is how to avoid losing money as much as possible.

Ruan Mingyuan subconsciously touched his forehead with a cold sweat, while quickly calculating in his heart, the card that stopped at Jenny's fingertips, if he did not make a mistake, it should be a club A.

"Oh, then please." Mu Qiu smiled relaxedly, his face still calm. As a gambler who thinks he has superior taste, first of all he has superb psychological qualities.

This so-called Eight Heavenly Kings seems to be like that. It seems that the gambling ability in this world is not that good. I hope that others will not be so weak.

Otherwise, it might as well forget it.

Qiaoya nodded, and handed the cards to Ruan Mingyuan in an obedient and unobtrusive manner. Although the young gambler is so charming, she prefers money.

For any croupier, winning is the happiest thing, but the young man opposite him, apparently, is not the case.

Ruan Mingyuan stretched out his hand trembling and was about to open the card. At this moment, he suddenly saw the young man on the opposite side of the table quietly revealing his cards.

Hole card, club A.

Ruan Mingyuan's heart shook, his throat was hot, and a burst of blood almost spurted out. Sitting at the table, his whole body was stunned. At this moment, he was completely speechless.

Blackjack!

And this card in his hand, no matter what it is, will not be an Ace, that is to say, he exploded! This young man is completely deliberate.

From the very beginning, he asked for cards, it was a psychological warfare, to make himself a calculation error, then he defeated himself in one fell swoop, and finally made up for himself severely. This is simply true.

Looking at Ruan Mingyuan, Mu Qiu drew a weird look on his face. You know, Qian Wang Qian Wang Zhong Long Si has ten explosive moves, and every move can be said to be terrible.

And the trick just now was a thousand illusions. Although this trick was regarded as an evil way, Mu Qiu was never a gambler, so what could be done with an evil way.

In Mu Qiu's view, the casino only had victory and defeat. As for the others, it didn't matter at all. Mu Qiu looked at his assets with satisfaction. Twenty-one million, not bad, and enough.

After that, he walked straight up and walked to the side faintly. At this moment, everyone knew that this young man had the ability to enter the finals.

And Bion looked at Mu Qiu, raised his wine glass, and smiled relaxedly, and Mu Qiu also smiled. Then, Mu Qiu raised his head and looked upstairs.

Upstairs, the lazy foreign youth also smiled slightly, and then flew out a card directly, and Mu Qiu caught the card at will.

"Is it a provocation? Or something else, but I didn't expect that there would be such an opponent. It seems that this person is not simple."

At this time the system suddenly said: "Host, this person is the French God of Gamblers, and he seems to have superpowers. As for how strong he is, I don't know now."

"The French God of Gamblers!" Looking at the man in front of him, Mu Qiu's eyes narrowed slightly, "I really don't know, is it my super power or yours."

The entire casino was in an uproar. Everyone saw the young man. At this moment, everyone looked at the young man with a fanatical look.

The French God of Gamblers, the second largest existence in the gambling world, can be said that this French God of Gamblers is the strongest existence besides the Hong Kong gambling sage and the Chinese God of gambling.

Since the disappearance of the Chinese God of Gamblers, he has been hailed as the God of Gamblers in the Northern Hemisphere, and according to everyone's estimation, this person is the most qualified to break the record of the Chinese God of Gamblers.

Become the youngest gambler in the world of gamblers, and this year's Charity Poker King Contest actually attracted American gangsters and French gamblers. Could it be that the Hong Kong gambler will also come.

A South American gambler said speechlessly: "Damn, American gangsters and Hong Kong gamblers, I'll forget it, betting with such a lunatic, I feel there is no way to go back, take the bus."

"Me too." The other nodded and said, "These two lunatics are here. It seems that tonight is definitely a battle."

And Mu Qiu sat casually beside Jun Riyue and Mu Qingcheng. As for all this, he didn't care at all, because he was sure to win today's game.

No one can be his opponent. Even though he has just used Zhou Xingchi's super powers, Mu Qiu's powerful physical and mental power surpassed the entire world.

Superpower still focuses on mental power. According to Mu Qiu's estimation, if the French God of Gambler's mental power is one hundred, then Mu Qiu's mental power is at least ten thousand.

With the passage of time, the last five people in the finals, at this moment, finally made a decision, and they are just a few monsters in the world gambling scene.

Second in the world of gambling, the French **** of gambling-Picassos.

Fourth in the world of gambling, the American gangster-Bion Lysis.

Third in the world of gambling, Hong Kong gambler-Chen Xiaodao.

Like the French **** of gambling, it ranks second in the world of gambling and is known as the sacred gambling sage of Hong Kong-Zhou Xingzu.

And, there is no ranking in the gambling world, but on the gambling boat, Bion Lysis valued him, and then Mu Qiu, who swept the eight heavenly kings.

Then, the croupier and the organizer of Today's Poker King Tournament appeared at this moment. Watching Jun Riyue appear, Mu Qiu smiled gently and sat there casually.

"I now announce that the Charity Poker King Contest is now starting. Everyone has 10 million chips. There is no upper limit. You can raise your own bets. The game will end within 30 rounds."

"In thirty rounds, whoever has the most money left is the winner of today's Charity Poker King Tournament. All the money today is dedicated to charity, thank you."

Above the gambling table, the top five masters were the author, and Mu Qiu looked at these people casually, took out a pack of cigarettes, and vomited indifferently.

Several people looked at Mu Qiu's expressions, and they all changed a little. You must know that Mu Qiu's appearance is clearly dismissive of herself and others. ,, ..