You pervert! ! !

Zhao Cheng conceived an understatement of the bet, Yu Heng's eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing this.

"Bad brother, don't always do this kind of thing."

Yu Heng's tone was helpless, and he couldn't help but lightly condemned, "It's all-in as soon as it comes up, how do you play?"

Zhao Chenghuai's smile was still gentle, and he said in a low voice, "Because I believe in you, I won't lose."

"It's not a question of whether to lose or not." He sighed, "You should cherish your life more, instead of betting on it casually."

"I didn't do it casually..." Zhao Chenghuai saw Yu Heng's gaze gradually becoming fierce, and changed his words with a smile, "Okay, pay attention next time."

The communication between the two of them made Duge's pale face turn angry.

Andre silently picked up the card and looked at it, then pressed it back on the table, his eyes were indifferent and anxious, as if he was used to it.

Since Zhao Chenghuai won the hunt, it was the first time that the hunting ground held such a complete dinner.

But the king of the hunting ground doesn't give a speech, doesn't show off, and doesn't introduce himself to the many guests who come here, but——

Stand beside Yu Heng and bet his life for Yu Heng.

As soon as this fate was gambled, Yu Heng received the angry and indifferent eyes of the two monarchs.

He is also difficult.

According to the hearsay that he has wandered around in the past few days, the hunting ground is a place where such bloody and crazy games are played, otherwise it would not be kept secret.

The younger brother returned to such a game field, with a warm and sunny temperament all over his body, faintly oozing madness.

Yu Heng didn't like it very much.

Three community cards are dealt on the table, and it's time for the second round of betting.

Duge glanced over Yu Heng gloomyly, and said in a low voice, "Sandsa Villa."

The obvious place name is similar to what Yu Heng heard Duge won from someone else in the last round.

The monarch with exposed blue veins and easy to get angry has finally learned to bet on "chips" instead of his own limbs.

Andre suddenly felt relieved. He smiled azure, and said politely: "I like your villa, so I shouldn't let everyone suffer if I press on Bufu Lake."

With the shocking bet of one life, the two monarchs who had fun, seemed to wake up, and changed to the lakes of the villas one after another.

Yu Heng was very satisfied.

Sure enough, the gambler really has no advantage in facing the outlaws.

They didn't dare to urge Yu Heng either.

Zhao Chenghuai's smiling and gentle eyes were not so gentle towards them.

Yu Heng stared at the cards, thought about the playing method and winning rate of poker, and sighed faintly.

"Can I get back the life you just bet on?"

The question was extraordinarily innocent and poked right into the hearts of everyone at the poker table.

They stared in shock and astonishment, and felt that Yu Heng's words were like a bomb, which could blow up the entire hunting ground if they were not careful.

"If you want to go back on your word—" Zhao Chenghuai instinctively felt that Yu Heng's cards were not good.

But before he finished speaking, Yu Heng raised his hand and waved it, "It's not that I regret it, but I feel that you gave me your life, as if I have nothing to give you."

As soon as the slightly distressed words were finished, Yu Heng looked at the two gamblers next to him, "Then I will bet my life too."

"The lives of my brother and I are on your shoulders together."

The card table was as silent as if there was no one there, and the blue, gray, black, and brown eyes were all staring at this mysterious sparrow god who came from afar.

He spoke English, which everyone could hear clearly.

Grass.

Andre's scolding was hidden in his smile, and he felt that the unscrupulous attitude of these two people together was more arrogant and domineering than they usually play games.

The two lives met with one hand and one foot in the lake of the mountain villa, and the news spread throughout the lively dinner in an instant.

Quite a number of guests who were introduced by others and came to the hunting ground with solemnity and curiosity were instantly shocked by such a fierce gamble and were speechless.

"How confident is the Chinese Sparrow God?"

"I heard that you can win every battle, and you can draw all the cards you want. Texas poker is this kind of game."

"I know those two monarchs, but who is it that bets the Sparrow God's life?"

"Alex..." The guest who has been to the hunting ground all year round and has seen Zhao Chenghuai several times said in a low voice, "That is Alex, a devil who has never lost at a banquet."

Zhao Chenghuai's popularity at the dinner party far surpassed that of Zhao Chishen who had lost for a few months.

Alex.Zhao, anyone who is invited to the dinner party will be caught by his young and handsome figure, and then feel his eerie terror.

Because, no one can win the game from him.

Every guest who has defeated the monarch and tried to enter the dinner party will face Zhao Chenghuai's re-screening and become a tragic loser.

Even though we haven't seen each other for several months, his handsome eyebrows and eyes can still make the guests feel the fear at that time.

There is also the clear smile of the winner in front of the bloody bet.

Zhao Chishen held his wine glass and listened intently to the inside story about Zhao Chenghuai.

At the long-lost dinner, many guests were better at telling Zhao Chenghuai's story than the monarch he knew.

Ruthless, cruel, young, almost all the messages these people exchanged in whispers.

Zhao Chishen raised his gaze and saw his younger brother smiling and staring at Yu Heng, as if he was not talking about the same person as the guests around him.

But he knows that it is Zhao Chenghuai who decides the opponent's life and death at will by winning or losing.

Just like the gloomy boy he met when he came to Siberia with his father during his summer vacation in junior high school.

Ten years on, nothing has changed.

...No, it has changed a little bit.

Zhao Chishen walked through the crowd and approached the card table in the center of the banquet hall.

Zhao Cheng glanced at him with a smile on his face, and soon returned his attention to the poker table.

Now, he has learned to fake it with a smile.

The closer he got to the poker table, the more complicated the language in Zhao Chishen's ears became.

He knew English and a little Russian, but he heard Andrei speak clearly, and he could not understand a word.

Zhao Chishen looked at the poker table.

All five community cards have been dealt out, and the bets have already been placed on the table without chips.

Andre folded twice.

He has no way to choose any initiative in such a gamble.

The fifth community card was dealt, which put him under great pressure. He either folded the cards or had a showdown with Yu Heng. It seemed that there was no good result.

"Dug, I think you should see the situation clearly."

Under such tremendous pressure, Andre chose to give up his prejudices and was ready to reach an agreement with his wayward and crazy enemy.

"Alex is on Yu Heng's side, we can't win."

This is no longer an easy game.

The cards in Duge's hand can make a straight, but there are countless cards higher than him.

For example, Yu Heng's card.

From the first hand of cards, Yu Heng only looked at the cards once.

After that time, he followed Zhao Chenghuai with one life, and then with two lives, he calmly faced the next round.

Not giving up, not following, has placed the biggest bet on two lives, as if to be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks with the young king of the hunting ground.

Duge, who is familiar with the rules of the game, is hard not to panic.

A guy who doesn't even care about his life is either a real outlaw or a real gambling king.

"He's just pretending to be a tiger." Duge was very rude, "Without Alex, he is nothing."

Andre sighed and folded his cards directly.

He only has two pairs of cards, and it is absolutely impossible to win, so he might as well make a gesture to show Zhao Chenghuai.

Thus, the last round of calling and folding ended, and only Du Ge and Yu Heng were left on the poker table.

Countless eyes were fixed on the cards in Yu Heng's hand.

They all wanted to know what cards the strange Sparrow God was holding.

Duge occupies the Texas poker table all the year round in the dinner game, and the guys who can come to play against him are either novices or capitalists who intend to take refuge under his command.

The brilliant experience of consecutive victories has fueled Duge's momentum.

His gray eyes glanced at Zhao Chenghuai and landed on Yu Heng's face.

Duge suddenly raised his voice and said, "Since you don't know how to play poker, I can give you a chance to regret it."

Clear and fluent English, enough for people around to hear clearly.

Yu Heng was discussing life at the poker table with his bad brother in a low voice, but he raised his head when he heard this.

His dark eyes were full of confusion.

Mingming and Zhao Chenghuai have the same black hair and black eyes, but Duge only finds it an eyesore.

Duge's thumb slightly uncovered his hole card. He had a straight, not the biggest, but it had a one in two percent chance, more than enough to beat a novice who couldn't play.

Even in the face of Zhao Chenghuai, he couldn't restrain his arrogance at the poker table.

He looked at Yu Heng contemptuously, his gray eyes made no secret of contempt, "Alex and your life, you choose one and take it back."

The bad words directly mocked Yu Heng's certainty of losing.

Yu Heng has been condemning the bad brother for gambling his life, and suddenly discovered another habit of the bad brother.

This familiar preflop provocation.

This mockery of not waiting for victory is simply another kind of KING-style self-confidence.

"So, did you learn this habit of talking harshly when you always have an advantage, or did they learn it from you?"

Yu Heng was very unhappy, ignored Du Ge's provocation, and questioned his bad brother.

Zhao Chenghuai's deep gaze swept over Duge like a warning, and he asked in a low voice, "Have I ever done it? I didn't pay attention usually, maybe I learned it unintentionally."

His tone was low, as if he was frustrated and admitted his mistake.

In fact, it is clear in my heart.

Duge, who inherited his uncle's position, has been imitating him since he came to the hunting ground.

Learn the games he played, learn his tone of voice, learn the bets he made with others.

Unexpectedly, the guy he had never controlled gave Father Yu the opportunity to teach him a lesson on the spot.

Yu Heng didn't give Duge face very much, looked at Zhao Chenghuai, frowned slightly and complained: "What bad habits did you learn?"

Zhao Chenghuai obediently stood beside him, feeling a kind of joy that he had never had before.

It was as if he had seen that his tragic history of being overthrown by Yu Heng again and again was about to be staged by the domineering Duge.

He smiled and said, "Duge may be like me, he likes to see who you are struggling with and hesitating between two lives."

Yu Heng sneered, and put his fingers on his two hole cards, "It's a pretty good idea."

The unscrupulous chatter did not take Duge seriously.

Yu Heng finally looked at his final opponent.

"Show your cards, Mr. Duge, after all, it's you, not me, who will have to choose later."

That means, it is his own victory.

Duge, who was burning with anger, gritted his teeth and turned out his hole cards!

"Straight!" Those who look at the cards are always more excited than those who gamble.

Duge's two cards and the public card selected three out of five and made a straight hand, which was enough for him to speak harshly arrogantly.

After all, this isn't some royal flush and four-of-a-kind casino.

Yu Heng, a guy who doesn't know how to play very much, is lucky to have two pairs of cards!

"You show your cards too."

Duge's gray eyes narrowed proudly when the guests whispered in surprise, "I gave you a chance."

He can take Zhao Chenghuai's life, but even if he offends Zhao Chenghuai, he must take Yu Heng's life!

Such an arrogant outsider, relying on the connivance of the hunting ground king, always challenged his bottom line.

The grudge of the brown bear is irreconcilable, as a qualified owner, one should seek justice for the dead pet.

He has thought about it all.

He was going to throw Yu Heng into his own petting zoo, and watch Yu Heng crumble to pieces under the claws of the hungry and angry untamed beasts.

Even if Zhao Chenghuai exchanged any benefits, he would never give up on this plan.

Even if he provoked the rules of the hunting ground and offended the young Wang, he would still tear Yu Heng to pieces.

There was still a pair of hole cards on the card table, but it was so lively that it seemed that the victory had already been decided.

After all, Duge let go of his harsh words, his posture was arrogant, and coupled with his lofty title of monarch, it was impossible for him to lose to a newcomer Sparrow God.

However, Yu Heng was very helpless.

During his stay in the hunting ground, he felt the absolute importance of the environment to the growth of children.

All of them are arrogant and domineering, and look like they care about human life. Zhao Chenghuai has lived here for ten years, can he not learn from bad?

"I thought...you were so arrogant because you got a royal flush."

Yu Heng glanced lightly at Duge's card, "It made me a little nervous."

His slender fingertips slowly flipped through the hole cards that he had only seen once.

"Four."

The probability of one in four thousand is not rare.

Compared with Yu Heng's self-motivation and Tianhu, the gameplay of Texas Hold'em is much simpler.

"It's not a good card." Yu Heng looked at the gray-eyed monarch regretfully, "It's a pity that I just beat you."

Four crushed a straight, and Yu Heng won without a doubt.

Duge's face was livid, he stared at the deck of cards and couldn't believe his eyes.

He has played thousands of poker games and won countless profits, but he has never met such a guy.

Said that he was not very good at it, and only looked at the cards once when he came up.

Quietly wait for the last round, a turn!

Can beat him!

"Andre, what card were you just now?" Duge asked in shock.

Andre glanced at the blue eyes, and said with a sneer, "Two pairs."

There is no way to win.

Andre, who folded quickly, was happy to sit beside him and watch Duge's jokes.

This person has never seen a really dangerous game, but if he knows how many times Zhao Chenghuai has lost under Yu Heng's hands, he can't do such a thing as holding a straight and trying to be a winner.

The atmosphere was very embarrassing for a while, and the guests' eyes fell on the strange Chinese, and they all felt that the word "bird god" was mysterious and contained endless mysterious power.

Duge gritted his teeth and asked, "Alex, are you helping him?"

Zhao Chenghuai raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Dug, I hope you thought about it when you said this."

Duge lost completely, and there was even no room for turning around.

He reached out and slapped the table angrily, and roared, "Deal again!"

"Wait a minute." Yu Heng leaned on the edge of the card table with a friendly smile, and looked at Duge, "Mr. Duge, this is not a flying chess for children."

"If you want to open the next round, should you cash in your bet..."

"Leave your hand."

The author has something to say: Yu Heng: Today I will teach my son a lesson for the villain who does not play flying chess with him.

Nangong Ji: Yes, yes!

Andre: Let me teach you a lesson...why did you pull me in?

Yu Heng: My father and Zhu Zi are guilty of the same crime.

Andre:? ? ?