[Comprehensive British and American] Hero part-time super villain

The layout of the casino is very luxurious, with giant crystal lights on the ceiling, curved skylights, red carpets and soft sofas.

Scantily dressed female servants walked around carrying champagne trays, and sitting on the sofa were men or women who obviously did not come to gamble.

They are courteous and ingratiating to the opposite sex who are also wearing expensive suits around them, or flirting with the beautiful staff of the casino.

The expressions of the people participating in the gambling are obviously vivid. They surround the table with red faces, staring at the beads viciously, imagining the envious eyes of the surrounding people behind the beads falling into the wheel and grid of their bets.

He completely lost his usual arrogance as an aristocrat.

Fast did not take the initiative to go to the casino in the past, but some bosses would hire him to come to the casino for tasks.

In order to blend in with others in the casino, Fast found a friend who owns a casino and took the time to get to know him.

Even he knows more than ordinary gamblers, he knows some tricks about the game.

Of course, if your hearing, vision, reaction ability, and calculation ability are many times stronger than ordinary people, you will easily find those little tricks in the casino.

Casinos that hang around as fair aren't really fair, and Fast has always known that.

John stared at the rolling white bead, his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets, and the fundus of his eyes was red bloodshot caused by congestion.

Seeing that the white bead rolled and fell into the number hole that had nothing to do with the numbers he pressed, and was almost half the number of holes away, John finally let out a frustrated sigh.

The man next to him patted John on the shoulder. "Brother John, I advise you to let it go. You have lost all this month's salary, and your wife is still not allowed to divorce you? Your family's conditions are just like that."

John heard the meaning in the man's seemingly persuasive but mocking language.

John's family is not rich, he is only a middle-low class, the company gave him a list a few days ago, made a fortune, and bought a decent suit, so he was able to go in here.

With a livid face, he called his attendants and gritted his teeth to exchange all the emergency funds he had saved into bets.

This time John intends to play the next big one, and he puts all his belongings on this hair, as long as he can--

He coldly threw the chips in his hand on the table.

The coin hit the table with a ding dong sound, attracting the attention of everyone nearby, oh, this is not a small amount.

People around looked at John, and they whispered.

John enjoys this gaze, which makes him the focus of the crowd for the first time, which greatly satisfies his vanity, and at this moment he feels that he is superior.

The dealer counted the number of chips and gathered them together. "Press what?"

John glanced at the red and black roulette wheel, raised his eyebrows, and spoke with a hint of arrogance and confidence.

"38 bet 1."

The onlookers gasped even more, and the guests who originally wanted to participate in this roulette withdrew their chips one after another.

Roulette is a common game in casinos. It is usually made of cherry wood in a circular shape, radiating from the center point, and a number is written on each piece, from 1-38.

Adjacent numbers □□ have different colors.

Generally, red and black form a wheel. The outer layer is polished and carved by hand with high-grade polyester paint, which is expensive and strong.

There are many ways to play it, the most common ones are betting on high or low numbers, red or black numbers, or betting on odd or even numbers, all of which are [-]/[-] odds.

There are also relatively rare ways to play, betting on numbers 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6. The probability of winning the bid is low, so few people play this kind of game. Even if they play, they are very rich and rich. money spent.

And 38 bet 1 is the one with the highest odds, because only one of the 38 numbers is selected as the winning number, that is to say, the winning rate is only 38/[-].

John is just an ordinary worker. For him, the bet of 38 bets on 1 is a very risky bet with almost no winning rate, which may make him a laughing stock.

Yes, John woke up immediately after uttering that bold sentence, like a basin of cold water poured from his head to let him understand the current situation.

But when John saw the eyes of the people around him, John refused to take back those words. He had been cowardly all his life, so he should be tough even once.

During the croupier's questioning, he nodded stiffly to confirm his actions.

John needs to choose a number in advance, and then the croupier will put the little white bead representing John's fate into the jackpot.

Cold sweat ran down John's forehead, he didn't know which number to choose, 8?No, if the bead doesn't land on the 8, his life is over.

At this moment, the comments of the people around him turned into ridicule in John's ears. They laughed sharply and stared at him with mocking and disdainful eyes. Those eyes and voices almost tore John apart.

Behold, this stupid guy thinks he can win his life in this game, and we should bless his stupidity and innocence for a free show.

At this time, a voice that was completely different from the whispers around came into his ears. The voice was clear and cold, and the voice was very clean and slightly magnetic. It was like a faint narration without any "evil". idea.

"If I were you, I would choose number 27."

John couldn't help turning his head to look, the young man in white t-shirt was out of place with his surroundings, not only his clothes were incompatible with his surroundings, but also his words gave John invisible support.

The handsome young man's eyes reflected the appearance of the wheel and the plate, and his expression was calm. Perhaps it was this calmness that made people want to be convinced.

John gritted his teeth, that's all, anyway, he doesn't have a clue in his mind, he might as well listen to others. "Number 27!"

As soon as John finished speaking, the croupier flipped the catapult next to his finger and shot the small bead into the reel. The bead rolled in the reel, and there was no sound around him, only the sound of the bead turning could be heard.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the little bead that could change fate, their eyes rolled along with the little bead, but most people didn't care whether that bead could change fate, they just wanted to have fun have a look.

In the end, the rotation speed of the ball gradually slowed down under the effect of the reduced external force, and John held his breath directly.

25..26...27——

27--

The little bead rolled left and right and finally stopped at 27.

"Grass! I made it! I made it!!" John announced his victory loudly, and he jumped up happily.

It attracted the attention of some people who didn't pay attention to this side. These nobles rarely lost their composure. Seeing John's appearance, they couldn't help showing disgusted expressions.

However, John didn't care about this. At this moment, his mind was overwhelmed with joy, and he knew that he had made a fortune.

John barely suppressed the excitement, and said to the dealer who was stunned: "Come on, now it's time to pay my reward."

The dealer's face was blue, because no one else followed the bet this time, so all the lost money had to be paid by him who opened the game. The dealer slowly swept all the chips to John with a long stick.

This was a very large sum, and John couldn't hold so many chips in both hands, so he specially took a box from the attendant's hand to hold these chips.

Now John could finally hold his head up high, he would no longer feel humbled, at this moment, he thought he was no different from these nobles.

He had a smug smile on his face, and he replied uniformly to everyone who came to ask about his secrets. This is his vision and judgment beyond ordinary people. The subtext is that you can't learn it.

John walked around, declaring his victory in each area, and then he saw Fast sitting on the sofa in the corner smiling at him.

Seeing that John finally set his sights on him, Faster opened his lips slightly and said to John silently, "Now, it's time for me to get paid."

John's face changed and he hurried to Faster. He had to do something to shut Faster's mouth. He didn't want Faster to expose his lies and let everyone know that he just followed other people's words and chose him. 27th.

Regardless of whether the young man in front of him guessed the number 27 by luck, or John boasted that he had extraordinary eyesight and judgment, John didn't care, he only cared about his face.

John looked around nervously, noticing that no one was looking at this corner, he grabbed a handful of chips and was about to throw them on the table. "Are these enough?"

His tone was quick, and he looked down at Fast, as if he had finally noticed that Fast was wearing the worst clothes, and he turned his head away.

Fast squinted his eyes, well, he originally planned to remind John kindly that he would accept it as soon as he was good.

But Fast really didn't like John's attitude.

He knew what would happen next to John, he would squander the chips in his hand and lose everything, be caught by the evil owner, and die on the street.

The regulations in the casino do not allow black work, but outside the casino——

John is just an innocent person who accidentally got involved in a gang fight on the street and died.

Fast didn't say anything. He didn't move the chips on the table. He stood up and walked past John. After passing by John, he stopped and said without looking back: "This is enough."

John turned his head and found two chips in Faster's fingers, and then Faster turned his palm, and John couldn't see the chip.

John immediately picked up the chips on the table and counted the total. He was relieved when he found that he was only missing two chips. Fortunately, Faster only took two chips, which was more than the amount John planned to give Faster. few.

John breathed a sigh of relief, just as the person next to him called him to play a bullfight, John put down Fast and ran towards the bullfight area with a basket of chips.

In casinos, Texas Hold'em and poker have always been the most popular.

Fast has been observing this side for a while. The owner of this table has won a lot. He is smiling, his face is rosy, and the table is full of his trophies and colorful chips.

He is holding a dealer in a bunny costume in his left hand, and a glass of champagne in his right hand. The playing cards are turned over on the table and a ten of spades is his winning streak. He is low-key telling the people around him that he is undefeated tonight Victory, his language is low-key, but the tone is not that.

Apparently his tail and nose were almost up to the sky.

"Well, I don't think anyone is going to challenge me tonight." The greasy owner pretended to look at the watch on his hand. "It's been half an hour that no one has challenged me."

The croupier next to him giggled knowingly and said, "They're afraid of you, they know you're invincible."

"Come on, baby. Tell me, what's my record?" The dealer pinched the croupier's chin and asked.

"34 straight wins, sir."

Seeing the croupier cooperating with telling his achievements, the greasy dealer laughed out loud, causing many people to be dissatisfied but no one dared to speak. This person is a regular customer of the casino and one of the old nobles of Gotham. Offend him.

"Anyone else wants to challenge me?"

"I."