The moment the poker is flipped, people don't know the years.

The little president doesn't know what's wrong, he actually doesn't have a particular passion for gambling.

High school students of this age in the Commonwealth are either venting their excessive energy through sports, or swaying their genetic fragments in love.

It is rare to say that high school students sit together and play cards and gamble. In people's impression, it is only because of work needs after adulthood, or simply to pass the time.

Men will join a game of poker at any time in the bar, or leave at any time.

This is an adult game, and people's stereotypes have never changed.

The little president likes to watch the World God of Gamblers very much. He is very familiar with all the gambling rules, and this just makes him have no threshold in the process of getting in touch with gambling.

Before, he never thought that he would sit at the gambling table and play cards. He just thought it was interesting, but he didn't have the idea of ​​indulging.

Smart people are very fascinated by games with strong logical thinking ability and certain probability. This is the nature of smart people—

Smart people and their smart brains have a desire to control everything around them. The little president is at an age full of curiosity and unyielding.

In addition, he is not stupid, and he is also very interested in these games, but he will not be addicted to them.

He didn't think he would either, until he stood at the table.

Since its opening, Slem has received many tourists from all over the world, including men, women, adults, the elderly, and naturally teenagers and children.

There is no clear regulation in any casino whether high school students can participate in the game, so for the little president, the moment when he stands on the edge of the gaming table.

His behavior means that he intends to join the game.

A gambler who had already lost and was about to be unable to wear clothes left cursingly, and the croupier at the side looked at the little president, "Sir, do you want to take a seat?"

Because he stood by the departing gambler, he was the first to be consulted.

The little president froze for a moment, then sat down.

This is also a trait that is most likely to be displayed by a boy of his age.

When he is treated as an adult, he will not immediately refuse even an inappropriate invitation.

You may agree to come down first to thank the other person for treating you as an adult, and at the same time, get in touch, and then say goodbye.

He didn't refuse, sat there, and placed the chips on the table under the reminder of the croupier.

Coolly dressed waitresses brought juice and wine, and Slem had no prohibition on alcohol, nor did it prohibit underage drinking.

So the little president chose to drink to make himself look like a real adult.

He noticed that at the surrounding gaming tables, only women and children would drink juice.

The brown-red liquid accompanied by slightly rolling ice cubes exudes a nice smell, not very strong because of the addition of ice, but it is quite fragrant.

The little president took a sip, it wasn't spicy, and it was easy to swallow. It didn't become hot until it entered his stomach.

"Place your bets, first ladies and gentlemen."

At the reminder of the croupier, a new round of the game begins.

He knows the current rules of the game on the table, which is very simple, it is to compare the size.

He invested 50 yuan in chips, and when he came, he exchanged for 200 yuan, so that he met the most basic conditions for watching the show for free.

He wasn't thinking about gambling at the time, so it was four fifty-dollar chips, and maybe he'd give a tip, or something.

The croupier quickly divided the cards for everyone, and there was no psychological game process to explain.

The little president used his immature way of thinking to calculate his odds of winning. He could choose to take a card or not.

He felt that maintaining the current situation was a very good decision.

Soon he won fifty yuan. The money came so easily and so fast, so fast that he was not even excited, and he had already won fifty yuan!

Winning money is the best stimulant for those who are just trying to gamble.

Because they are not so addicted to gambling at this time, the change in wealth stimulates them more directly.

Looking at the chips that he sent in front of him, the little president felt a little miraculous. He bet again and won again.

It's easy to get lost in one deal after another with the money increasing and the exclamations of the players around you.

In a very crucial game, President Jr. struggled to get the most points, but unfortunately, the croupier, that is, the banker, also had the most points.

There is a rule that the federation does not have. The banker wins when the maximum points are the same, the player wins when the minimum points are the same, and a tie when the other points are the same.

The people around worked hard with him to draw the card he needed, but the croupier just used a small shovel to easily flip over the cards in front of him and won the game.

He was a little...unbearable!

It's like you have worked hard, and the results you get are as unpleasant as others think they are not worth mentioning!

He lost to the rules of the casino, and this was the first time that his desire for "winning or losing" surpassed his desire for "wealth"!

The gambling table on the first floor won't win or lose too much. When the little president woke up from the game drenched in sweat, everything around him didn't seem to have changed at all from when he just sat down!

But the wall clock hanging in the hall told him that he had been here for nearly six hours.

It was already late at night, but there was no sign of late night here.

The attention of the players at the gaming table is firmly attracted by the gaming table, everyone is concentrating on the game, and then there will be a short and obvious emotional change.

Will be re-entering the next round of the game soon.

There was a small pile of chips in front of him. He changed them two or three times on the way, and the total cost was five thousand and two hundred yuan.

And here, there are more than seven thousand people.

He still won money, but at the same time, deep fatigue made him unable to play.

Following the example of other adults, he threw two twenty-dollar chips to the dealer, and then got up.

Someone helped him put the chips into the box, which he held in his hand.

A little dizzy, walking a little floating, the world seems to be a little different from the past at this moment.

But if you think about the difference carefully, it seems that there is no difference.

Obviously the world is still the same as before, but some things seem to have changed.

In the two days since Lynch arrived in Slem, or even arrived in Slem, the little president has been sweating in the casino.

The casino has rich and rich food, eat when you are hungry, drink when you are thirsty, and at night, he will take a girl back to his room.

The girls here are not cheap, but considering his current income, they are not too expensive.

The life here is deep and deep, and I don't know the years, but it also has a special taste.

There are no worries, no worries, the only thing that makes people unhappy for a short time is the game of losing money!

But soon all the unhappiness will disappear before the start of the next round!

Everything here seems to be the best, from the gaming tables, to poker, to chips, to those obedient girls!

When Lynch found the little president, he was sitting at the gaming table with a girl about her age in his arms, venting his joy wantonly.

He stuffed two chips into the girl's bra, and the girl's smile was as bright as stepping on the mottled shade and looking up at the sun.

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The sunlight pierces into the eyes through the gaps in the layers of leaves, even after passing through so many layers of obstacles, it is still so dazzling!

If you ask the little president if he is happy soon, at least he is happy at this time, until...he saw Lynch.

"Uh...", he let go of the girl in his arms, and the girl also found Lynch, and suddenly thought of something, her body was trembling slightly with fright.

Lynch is like a **** in Slem, regardless of his status as the chairman of the Slem Industry Committee.

Slem itself is a miracle of Lynch's urban planning. He controls the lives and work of many people in Slem, from the city hall to the state government and even the federal government, all stand on his side!

Tourists may not know Lynch, but industry practitioners must know Lynch!

Slem in the sun was very calm and harmonious, but underneath this calm exterior, it wasn't quite the same.

As flesh and blood organizations from all over the world gathered in Slem, Lynch had actually set the rules.

But sometimes the "constraints" at the official level are not restrictive for these underground organizations, plus the bonus brought by the huge flow of people in Slem.

Even if they are a little afraid of Lynch's "rules", they will still choose to take risks in many cases.

Thus, the battle in the underground world broke out where people could not see it.

If one walks around Slem at four o'clock in the morning, one will find many cleaners washing with brushes.

What they clean is not the dirt on the ground, but the remaining blood and human tissue.

The Brothers Grimm, as well as Blackstone Security, have greatly deterred all organizations that did not follow the rules during this period.

The blow from the government was also very fierce~lightnovelpub.net~ refused to settle down and do business locally, and was deported...

Finally, people recognized the reality—

No matter how scary, how big, how vicious these gangs were in the past where they came from.

When you get here, you have to follow the rules.

Play by Mr. Lynch's rules!

Otherwise, the countless bones buried under the soil in the wilderness outside the city would be their best destination!

That's why the girl will be afraid. Although Lynch will not appear in any battle, everything about him has always enveloped the city.

The little president didn't know this, and his behavior towards the girl was a bit strange. After all, in his perception, Lynch not only taught him a lot of things, but also helped him solve the troubles that he couldn't solve by himself.

Mr. Lynch is a good man!