【The Most King】Passing shoulders with hundreds of twists and turns

The three cards fanned the cool wind, Wang Majun raised his head and raised his mouth.

"I can't lose!"

***

Unlike Ouma who was celebrating happily, Dilar, who lost the second round, looked at the remaining three cards in his hand very seriously.Now that thirty chips have been taken away, the chips between him and Ouma have become 80 vs. 120. According to Ouma's next bet size, it is very likely that the situation can be changed in one go.

From the perspective of others, it must be time for Dilar to start worrying. At the beginning, he used up a special card that was close to omnipotence, and then lost the next game in the mental competition. The cards he can use are not so flexible anymore. .

Covering his mouth with his left hand, Dilar consciously hid his clenched teeth.

(I really didn't expect...)

Listening to the noise on the other side, he was as quiet as an island.

(Things are going so well, lol.)

In order not to let Ouma see the pride of the corners of his mouth that could not help but twitch, Dilar spent a lot of effort to hide those movements and reflexes that are usually too familiar. After all, the other party is also a dangerous existence who is good at observing others .

Now the remaining cards in Dilar's hand are rock-paper-scissors. The luck of drawing a special card was used up by him at the beginning, and the remaining three rounds of the game should have been reduced to an overwhelming disadvantage.

(Just kidding, I let you play that game just now. After all, I can see all the cards in your hand clearly.)

Dilar doesn't have the ability to see through physics, but at this moment he does know all the suits of the cards in Wang Ma's hand.

(Stone 2, cloth 1, one of the stones is a special card. Even if it is against a special card, it will definitely lose, as long as the remaining two win.)

Dilar's absolute self-confidence comes from the advantage of the home field, as well as the persistence that he never gave up along the way.

When he first said, as a teenager, that he wanted to open a casino, neither his parents nor relatives listened carefully to his words.Compared with the unrealistic things like casinos, going to a university of business management and taking over his father's multinational foreign trade company after graduation is the path he should take—this is the general thinking around him.However, he doesn't want to be a small person who pretends to be a powerful person. Even if he is not expected by anyone, he does his best to work a lot of jobs while taking care of his studies. He pawns the high birthday presents he has received to obtain funds. Xicou and the funds from the bank loan ran to Las Vegas to start the business-until today it has become the top high-end casino in LV.

(In order to win, there is no time to pick any means.)

Ever since he learned that Ouma's target was in his own casino, Dilar began to think about how to make the most of the situation.The strength that has been cultivated over the years will never be easily defeated, not to mention that this time he has an absolute advantage that only belongs to him.

(Next...)

The moment they realized that the other party was also ready, the playful atmosphere faded away in front of them.

"Then it's almost time for us to enter the third round? Let me set the bet this time!"

The movement of standing up with a smile even seemed a bit abrupt, still thinking about how much he would come up with this time, all the chips piled up in front of Ouma were pushed to the middle by him in one go.

"120 pieces, press all of them."

Not only Dilar, but even Mo Yuan, who was standing aside, stared wide-eyed in fright at the unexpected generosity.

"Wang, Wang Majun...?!"

Ignoring all external factors around him, Ouma watched Dilar's attitude expectantly from between his fingers protruding from the ring.

"Although Dilar sauce doesn't have 120 chips left, you should be able to get more, right?"

"..."

More, referring not only to Dilar's money and property, but also to those things in his name.

Take this casino for example.

(It turns out that this is your real purpose.)

Dilar, who deciphered the trap, was not afraid at all.

"Well, as the owner of this place, if you don't have such courage, wouldn't it be a joke?"

Taking out a piece of white paper from the briefcase, Dilar drew a few lines on it with a black marker and pushed it to the middle of the gaming table.

"The transfer contract is placed here, so that even if I lose, I will never regret it."

The generosity of behavior has attracted the admiration of the opposite person.

"Ah, I really like this kind of aura, don't you? However, since he is so generous in spending money, it would be great if he had a better character."

"... what do you mean by that?"

"Huh? Literally?"

Ouma rested his chin and opened his eyes wide as he sat down again, with an incredulous tone.

"Dilal sauce, are you out of luck?"

"..."

The originally small room became more dignified because of his words, but he still had a playful look that made people doubt the authenticity, but he probably couldn't just laugh it off like this.

"Why do you say that? The two games so far have won one and lost one, which is not a favorable situation for me at all."

"It's true, not to mention that the game just now involved luck, and it was just a coincidence that I won. But, in fact, Dilar-chan knows what my hand is like, so he will use this kind of cover-up Did you lose to me on purpose?"

"……what?"

Dilar couldn't help squinting his eyes and staring at the chatter, and the words he said casually contained confidence, and it didn't look like a pure bluff.

(Impossible, could it be that he saw through it in such a short period of time...?)

"Well, I'm not sure what the real situation is. Maybe there is some collusion with the dealer lady. After all, you are from the same casino. Even if there are some special codes that I don't know, it is not impossible."

Randomly shuffling the order of the remaining three cards, Ouma drew one of the cards from an angle that the opponent could not see.

"Let's play cards together in this game....Ah, by the way, maybe what I said just now is just a lie, okay?"

Returning to his usual smile at the end, he deftly dumped the mess he'd brought up on others.

"what do you mean!"

The croupier who had been silent for a long time also stared at him fiercely as if he had been irritated, and finally snorted and did not take any further action under the most original good words and persuasion.

(...Calm down, no matter how much he bluffs, there is no change in what I am going to do.)

Both parties pushed the drawn cards to the front at the same time, and released their hands with the confirmation of the croupier.

"...120 rounds..."

Up to now, the most original mumbling is probably what everyone present is thinking in their hearts.Although the game has five rounds, depending on the situation, it is very likely that this round will come to an end.

"So, the third game—"

"Ah wait a minute!"

Before the croupier could finish his turn, Ouma suddenly raised his hand and waved it around.

"what?"

"I want to use inquiry!"

"Eh!?"

"……Can."

(Using inquiry now when the cards cannot be changed? What is his idea...)

Although Dilar had known for a long time that Ouma was not a person who could be speculated by common sense, but that unreasonableness seemed to be more elusive than he imagined.

"Then, please listen to Dilar-chan? I only have one question,"

The purpose of the words is the same, Ouma's gaze is more like a wolf, staring straight at the card in Dilar's hand.

"Does Dilar-chan's hand contain any special cards?"

"..."

Dilar understood Ouma's intention in an instant.

(There are only two special cards in total, I used one in the first round, and he still has one in his hand, so this question is meaningless to him from the beginning. Use the rare opportunity that only has one time in this kind of place , the purpose is undoubtedly to make me mistakenly believe that he has no special cards in his hand, that is to say——)

Trying to hold back the smile that was about to creep up on the corner of his mouth, Dilar heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

(What Ouma said just now is a thousand words, but his bluff!)

Pretending to be idle for a moment of thinking, the calm voice echoed in the room again.

"My answer is no, there are no special cards after the first round of use."

"...That's it."

Blinking, Ouma turned and leaned back in the chair.

"Then trouble the croupier to open the cards!"

"..."

The croupier, who had been left alone for a long time, seemed a little dissatisfied with being ordered by Wang Ma, but she had no other choice in terms of position and power.

The left and right hands raised the corners of the cards respectively.

"Then in the third round, draw the cards."

***

"..."

Even just watching from the sidelines, the tense scene made the action of swallowing saliva a bit redundant.

Is it true that, as Wang Majun said, Dilar cheated in this competition?

There are no surveillance cameras in this room, only the four of us can talk, and there are not even windows.If there is any way to pass codes between them, it is the eyes?action?Or sound? ... No, there is nothing in these two rounds, I should not miss such an obvious signal.

After confirming the fact that the opponent does not have a special card, Wang Majun does not need to worry about repeating the mistakes of the first round. It is just a simple guessing game, which is beneficial to Wang Majun no matter what.

But what is this sense of incongruity?Why did Dilar so easily bet all his property on such a gamble that didn't even have any favorable factors for him?

"Then in the third round, draw the cards."

With her announcement, the two cards were opened at the same time.

Dilar's card is 'cloth', as he said a moment ago he has no special cards to play.And Wang Majun's card is...

"……Eh?"

In an almost perfect restraint relationship, only the result of the decision is clearly in front of you.

"Stone……?"

...Wang Majun, he lost...?

"..."

how can that be……

"It's a pity. If you hadn't been so greedy and used special cards earlier, you would have won this game."

After seeing the result, Wang Majun was neither surprised nor uttered any words of regret, and stared straight at the two cards with dilated pupils, as if Dilar's words hadn't been heard at all. in his ears.

"What, what's going on here? Why doesn't Mr. Wang Ma use special cards...?!"

"..."

Ignoring my question, even the movement of his shoulders being shaken can't make him look away, maybe even I no longer exist in Wang Majun's eyes at this moment.

"Then if you want to know, let me explain to Mr. Mohara."

An unexpected voice came from one side, wearing the calmness of a winner but still incomparably decent, ignoring my will and began to talk slowly.

"In the final analysis, Mr. Wang Ma's gambling this time is completely beneficial and harmless. Most of the chips he bet on are assets earned from others. If he loses, it will be painless. If he wins, he can also get more money. A generous reward. But at the same time, he should also think so, since I will dare to bet on the ownership of the casino, will I be able to bet on something more valuable?"

"More, something valuable...?"

Dilar raised the corner of his mouth gracefully, and compared numbers with his outstretched right hand.

"For example, my toy manufacturing company, real estate business, and various things that I can get if I inherit the family business. That's about it."

"..."

For him, betting on a casino is not a pain or itching at all....

"In this case, the choice of pressing special cards in this round is stupid. If you can successfully beat me, no, as long as you can get a tie, you can drag the game into the next round, and then use some means to make me press more Big chips, and then use special cards to win at the end. Presumably Mr. Wang Ma asked me the question before the card was opened just now because of this."

There is only one purpose for asking questions after the opponent has determined to play a card, and that is to obtain favorable information before the start of the next round, so that you can stand in the opponent's high position in advance.

"Just, even if Wang Majun didn't play a special card in this round, how did Mr. Dilar guess the card he played?"

In the case where both sides are ordinary finger-guessing, the winning rate is obviously 1/3, no difference, because it is crazy to think about this kind of uncertain gambling game over the family property.

"Mr. Wang Ma seems to suspect that I am playing a thousand cards just now, but in fact, I do know exactly what kind of cards Mr. Wang Ma is holding."

"Eh!?"

Isn't that a thousand dollars? ?

But before I could blurt it out, those turquoise eyes had me pinned in place.

"Mr. Mohara, do you think people's hearts can be read?"

"……Eh?"

The sudden topic is really too inappropriate, but the emotion released from it is different from the previous politeness, it is the greed and persistence that seem to be able to completely swallow a person from head to toe, grabbing all the previous thinking and tearing it down as abrupt Whitespace.

"I think the human heart can be interpreted. The speed of eyeball movement, changes in breathing rate, subconscious small movements, slight inclinations of the spine... No matter who may show superficial characteristics, as long as the reasons for it are explained one by one , you can judge the other party’s truth and lies with very high precision.”

Unleashing brilliant narratives, his focus shifted from me to Wang Majun.

"Mr. Wang Ma, it took a whole three rounds of games to see through you."

I don't even know if that's a compliment or a put down.

With a chuckle, Dilar slowly stood up.

"But our game should come to an end here, after all, all your chips have been used up."

After a few words with the croupier, she accepted the instructions and packed all the chips on the gaming table into a suitcase, including the contract transfer letter.

After confirming that the packing was done, Dilar turned to Wang Majun and said frankly as if he was relieved.

"I had a great time today, if there is a chance next time—"

"...wait for me."

"Ok?"

He who was about to leave the room stopped when he heard the sound.

"Do you mean you want to go back on your word?"

"...haha, how is that possible."

Standing up with some shaky support on the table, the shadow under his bangs covered his expression.

"Didn't you agree to play five rounds of the game? Turn around and run away when you win, you have to be a coward...?"

"..."

Speaking provocative words, releasing malice without a trace of pity, Wang Majun's posture does not look like a loser at all.But I do know, I have been with him for so long that I can understand that now, Wang Majun's hands supporting the table are a little trembling, and he is so desperate that he can't even take care of the strength of the disguise.If Dilar is really allowed to leave here, I am afraid that there will be no possibility of a comeback in his life. For Wang Majun, who is determined to die and does not want to lose to others, he absolutely does not want to face the situation.

However, Dilar is the one who has seen through Wang Majun and his cards in just three games. Facing this kind of person, how can he win...?

"With all due respect, Mr. Wang Ma, your chips have all been used up, or do you want to add new chips? But in this casino, it is very rare to be able to get rid of the penniless state. Rare."

Although he didn't want to admit it, what Dilar said was not wrong.The casino is the place farthest from paradise. The more you struggle, the more you will lose, and it will only lead you to the abyss of extinction.

"It's just a hundred chips. Do you think I care? The current situation is 2:1. It's better to say that it's time to reverse."

Putting his empty right hand on his heart, Wang Majun raised his head and raised the corner of his mouth fiercely, making a declaration with the sweat dripping down the side of his face.

"In the next two rounds, let's bet on the lives of both parties to decide the outcome."

"..."

"Wait, wait a minute, Ou Ma-kun! Anyway, this is going too far, betting your life on this kind of game of luck...!"

I hurriedly tried to stop his declaration, but my outstretched hand was opened violently.

"Huh? What I want to do has nothing to do with Mohara-chan, right? Who are you to me?"

"...!"

The glance in the eyes tells the will of not being able to rein in the horse, but it is more of a barrier that completely rejects all my concerns for him.

Yeah, after all...

"Sorry, even if I want to stop Wang Majun, you are not obliged to listen to me..."

"..."

The time that fell into silence was full of unspeakable blockages, and finally Dilar clapped his hands to resolve the embarrassment for me.

"Okay, okay, it's not good to quarrel between friends. If it's Mr. Wang Ma's suggestion, I naturally have no objection. However, I personally don't think that the lives of the two of us have the same value."

"This……!"

Could it be that he wants to say that Wang Majun is no match for him in terms of value! ?

"...Well, I don't think I have as many companies as Dilar Sauce to pay off the debt? But, adding this should be enough, right?"

The sudden strength pulled the neckline tightly and pulled me to the center of the table, and the moment before my head was about to hit the table, I was able to successfully brake and stop at the very tight edge.

"……Eh?"

What's going on, I was dragged to the gambling table by Wang Majun?

Could it be that what Wang Majun said refers to me...?

"..."

Trying to tilt my head to face the previous pair of scrutiny, it seems that the eyes looking at something through me are extremely uncomfortable.

"...well, I have no objection."

The strength of being pulled was released in one breath, and I, who was maintaining a strange posture, also hit the table head-on because I lost my support.However, the other people present didn't seem to be moved. Both sides sat on the original chairs again, and she, who was the croupier, just looked at my miserable face with cold eyes and then turned her head away.

"..."

Wang Majun regarded me and himself as a bet in the game. If he loses, not only himself, but also me will be lost together.The way of betting on others without considering my thoughts at all, even though some things are up to now, he really looks like him so much that people can't help but sigh.

"... If Mohara-chan wants to quit, I don't care, okay?"

"Eh?"

Wang Majun who picked up the card again did not turn his head, as if the conversation just now was not directed at me.

But that's a lie, right?After all, if this game cannot stand without me...

"...No, I want to participate."

Even if it is unreasonable, even if it is too willful, even if you lose, you will lose your entire life.

"I told Wang Majun before that I want to do my best to help you. Now is the time to fulfill my promise."

"……so."

The sight of sorting out the cards still hasn't moved, but that's enough for now.

All I can do next is to pray for Oma-kun's victory...!

***

Dilar, who got back into the seat again, held his breath and closed his eyes.

(So ​​far, everything is as I expected, right...)

Whether it was a 2:1 gamble or Wang Ma's additional request, everything was the same as Dilar's pre-planned script.

(The rest of my hand today is rock scissors and rock and paper on the opposite side.)

Given that the game will last five rounds, without adding any other cards, they will eventually usher in a 3:2 result. The status quo is overwhelmingly unfavorable to Dilar, who has no special cards in his hands.

(Presumably Ouma thinks so too? I really thank him for throwing away the opportunity to question him.)

"Speaking of which, Dilar sauce seems to say that he already knows my hand?"

The abrupt words had a casual tone, and Ouma's question aroused Dilar's vigilance.

"...Mr. Wang Ma wants to draw cards again?"

"How come~ I just think that having a special card is equivalent to securing the victory of at least one round. How boring is it without a trace of risk? If this is the case, we might as well combine the next two rounds together."

Holding the remaining two cards in his left and right hands, Ouma held them in his palms and hid them completely.

"……Oh?"

"If Dilar-chan agrees, we can play cards corresponding to the left and right in this way, and it will be more efficient if we decide the winner at the same time?"

At this time, there are only the last two cards left in Ouma's hand. There is no doubt that this is the last gamble.

"What's in it for you?"

In the case of losing a game and being at a disadvantage, the move made was too easy.

"...Benefits? Ah, I seem to have forgotten to explain it."

As if hearing some joke, Ouma smiled and spread his hands.

"After all, I'm not very interested in money, life, or the future. What I pursue is the unknown and excitement. After all, there is nothing more boring than a game that can be won 100% of the time."

He didn't learn the lesson of losing all the chips in the previous moment, his eyes were filled with darkness, and the twisted and chaotic lines seemed to be able to swallow up the last piece of rationality in his mind.

"So, it's just because it's less boring, hehe."

"……I see."

Looking back at the cards in his hand, Dilar continued to think.

(I understand, Ouma, you are a natural gambler, no matter how much you lose, you will definitely not be able to rein in the precipice. After all, you enjoy this kind of excitement, and you can only live in this kind of excitement. However, unlike you, I want to Definitely win by definite calculation.)

Lifting his eyes from the cards in his hand, Dilar stared into the darkness without fear.

"So, I want to exercise my right to ask questions here."

"Oh? What do you want to ask~?"

"Mr. Wang Ma, is the card on your right hand a special card?"

"..."

(Since I already know the specifics of your hand, as long as you know the order, you can restrain it. Although it will be my defeat if I face a special card, but counting the remaining scissors and paper, I will win another victory, and finally it will be My 3:2 win.)

"This, this kind of question...!"

"I didn't break any rules, and I didn't cheat. There should be no problem."

"hateful……"

With clenched fists, he could only hang powerlessly by his side. As an outsider, he couldn't interfere with the game at this moment.

Questions will be most powerful in the penultimate round. After all, if you can know the suit of one of the cards here, it is equivalent to revealing what the last card is.And it was precisely in anticipation of this situation that Dilar put the right to ask questions here.

"Hmm~"

After intentionally pretending to be thinking, Ouma smiled and nodded.

"As Dilar Jiang said, the card on my right hand side is a special card, I'm not lying to you!"

"Thank you for your answer."

(In this case, my card is determined.)

After the two pushed the cards to the center of the gaming table at the same time, Dilar let out a long sigh.

(Rock vs special, scissors vs paper, 2:1 status quo is undoubtedly my victory.)

After confirming the cards placed by both parties, the croupier started the final work.

"Then, the fourth round and the fifth round will be played at the same time, starting with the card on Mr. Wang Ma's right-"

"Wait a minute—"

"Sure enough, I'm not mistaken...!"

The original cry that wanted to overwhelm the croupier's voice was finally overwhelmed by Ouma's exclamation, and the eyes of both of them turned to the end in doubt for a while.

"That's right...?"

What is he talking about so far?

Contrary to the calmness just now, Ouma lowered his eyebrows and puffed up his cheeks, raised his fist at Mohara as if complaining.

"What I said just now is obviously true!"

"Just, just now...?"

"So it's just—"

Ouma's eyes turned back to the person directly opposite him - Dilar's body, and the excited voice cooled down instantly.

"Dilal sauce, are you out of luck?"

Maybe it was an illusion, even the smile on his face looked a little creepy.

"I'm just exercising the right to ask questions, if this is considered cheating—"

"Ah, it's not that, I mean Dilar sauce's way to see through my hand."

"……what?"

(Now, what exactly is he trying to say?)

Putting aside the other party's doubts lightly, Ouma rubbed his sore hands.

"Being able to read information from eyes and movements, and use these information to deduce information that is beneficial to oneself, if you have such a powerful ability, it can also explain where Dilar-chan earned so much family business! Oh, I'm so envious!"

There is no envy in the tone of the mouth, and the lie created by the contrast between the words and the tone does not have any meaning.

"...But, these are all lies, right?"

"..."

"I'm a liar, so I'm very sensitive to other people's lies, huh? Especially people like Dillard who pretend to be serious, can't help but want to pull out the little tail."

"Mr. Wang Ma, if you continue to slander me like this—"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but others can't understand it just by saying that! Then I'll show you the evidence!"

Saying that, Ouma stood up abruptly, put the cards tightly held in both hands behind his back on the table, sat on the edge of the gaming table and leaned over as if he didn't care.

"From the very beginning, I suspected that Dilar sauce might have tampered with the boxing card. After all, this is a product made in your factory. It is also very possible that there are some marks that I don't know about."

"With all due respect, that's impossible."

"Oh?"

Dilar stretched out his hand to signal Ouma to look carefully at the cards they had released a moment ago.

"As you can see, each card has the exact same black and white rhombus on the back of the suit, there is no special pattern, and I am not wearing any equipment that can see the transparent symbols. It can be said that it is completely fair. Haggling over whether Do you have some small stomachs?"

"Hmm~mm, it's true that there is no mechanism at first glance, after all, even I thought about it for a while before I realized it!"

Signaling the croupier to bring the discarded cards from the previous round, Wang Majun picked up one in each hand.

"This one is scissors and this one is cloth. At first glance, their backs are exactly the same, but if you look closely, you will find that the edge cutting lines are different."

"Edge, cutting line...?"

"That's right, the most original sauce! Look at the back of the scissors card. The upper row of cuts is exactly in the center of the white diamond, leaving a triangle. But the cloth card only cuts a Small angle, leaving a pentagon!"

Jumping off the gambling table as if he couldn't wait, Ouma walked to the table where the discarded cards were placed and picked up a large handful of boxing cards.

"Such a small difference is very likely to be caused by factory errors. But what if this error is related to the color? If the shape cut on the back corresponds to the color on the front, this is a perfect match." .”

Throwing all the cards in his hand aside, Ouma went to the table near Dilar and clapped his hands heavily.

"After all, this is a large-scale thousand arts that only you, the manufacturer, can create!"

The shaken gaming table creaked and screamed, but the sullen Dilar just shook his head.

"...Haha, it's really a speechless provocation."

"Hey—you're not going to admit it?"

"It's the first time I know about this. Maybe it's a factory mistake. I'll take back all these guessing cards later. How about,"

The raised gaze wears majesty.

"Now the cards should be drawn to decide the winner. Even if Mr. Wang Ma wants to say something, he can't change the result."

"..."

Shaking his hands on the table, Ouma turned around and walked slowly back to his seat.

"Don't be so boring. When the game is over, everything is over, so it's okay to play the clown for a while before we reach the end of the scene?"

"There's no need for that. Dealer, draw the cards!"

(This is the end of the children's play house, just draw the cards like this, my victory is unshakable...!)

"...Okay, okay."

Although a little frightened, the croupier still cleared his voice and stood up straight, placing both hands on the cards they played out.

"Fourth round, open the cards!"

***

Because it was the first time in my life that I was so nervous in a game of finger-guessing.

When she opened the cover, the result that jumped into my eyes——

"Stone vs Special is Mr. Wang Ma's victory."

As Wang Majun answered before, the card on the right hand side is a special card, no matter what the opponent plays, it can win, so this result should be expected by everyone.

however……

"……How can this be……!"

Standing up excitedly, Dilar stared at the cards with his eyes wide open as if he couldn't believe it, as if his prediction had completely failed.

"Huh? Why is Dilar so excited? I've already answered you that this card is a special card. Or—"

Bi draws a provocative arc with the index finger under the lips, which is more like an exaggerated mask than a smile.

"Is the suit of the special card different from what you expected—?"

"Well……!"

The special card that Wang Majun dropped - the card that was originally 'cloth' is the special card I marked earlier.If no one draws it, the suit of this special card should be information that only I know.

"Even if Dilar is so powerful that he can read my cards, it's impossible to read the suits of special cards, right? Then there is only one possibility. You can secretly memorize them while the original sauce is marking the cards. Played the back of the marked card!"

"...!"

It seemed that this time it really hit the spot, and Dilar's eyes flashed with anger.Wang Majun blinked his eyes more excitedly.

"Hehehe, so in order to prevent you from monopolizing the information on the special card, I secretly asked Moyuan-chan to do me a favor before marking the card. Is it a favor to say that it is a favor? As for the timing, it is for him It was secretly written on the strip of cloth when it was bandaged!"

Looking sideways with a smile, Wang Majun raised two fingers.

"—That is to draw two cards when marking, one of which is covered outside, and only mark the card that is blocked inside!"

"what!?"

"In that case, Dillard will treat the card outside as a special card, causing you to misjudge. After all——"

Faster than the croupier's stop, Wang Majun has turned over the other two covered cards.

"The fifth round, rock scissors, is my victory again?"

The raised smile is more childlike and innocent.

"hateful……!!"

The impact of being excited on the table did not affect Wang Majun, and he jumped to Dilar's side more like a provocation.

"It's a pity. If Dilar-chan didn't work so hard to calculate and just rely on luck, maybe there is still half the chance of winning against me!"

"No...! You must be out of luck!"

The neatly combed hair collapsed chaotically, and Dilar grabbed Wang Majun's neckline.

"Even if you set this kind of trap for me, if you don't draw that special card and the stone used as a camouflage, it's impossible to complete this kind of battle! The odds of accurately drawing those two out of six cards...! "

Before I could run to stop it, Dilar suddenly changed his face.

That's because Wang Majun, who was held by him, had no intention of resisting at all.

"what?"

It seems to be bored with the thinking that I don't understand at all, and even the interest in explaining along the way has dissipated to nowhere.

"Why can I draw those two cards? Did Dillard forget what game we were playing?"

"What are you playing, a game...?"

Heaving a deep sigh again, Wang Majun grabbed the wrist that was holding the neckline, and gradually turned it aside.

"hiss……!"

Can not bear