"I won!", A man in a white shirt and sleeves put all the cards in his hand on the table, then smiled and took all the chips on the table into his arms. He was in the game just now. Win 155.

The Puppet Empire had discussed it several times in the process of drawing on theocracy law, and finally left a clause on the prohibition of gambling. But in fact, this clause really limits the kind of public gambling. For a few people to find a private private place to play cards privately, it doesn't matter if you win or win. No one will voluntarily report themselves, or anyone who has participated in the gamble.

A not-so-known sociologist believes that "hate sprouts from jealousy", without jealousy, no one will report his neighbors with nosy affairs unless you let his interests be harmed.

Fwalt frowned and threw the card in his hand down on the table. Everyone was accustomed to this kind of grumpy move. His sleeves had also rolled up, holding a glass filled with ice and sipping less than two ounces of wine into his mouth, and tilting his head and nodding a cigarette.

He has lost all afternoon. As a qualified gambler, he feels that he can win all the losses before the next hand, so he is still sitting at the gambling table.

The gentleman sitting opposite him glanced at the chip box in front of Walter, and looked back at the young man sitting on a sofa watching the tape. The young man immediately stood up and walked to the box where the chips were placed and took out two hundred pieces. Chips of varying denominations were sent to Walter. "The third box, sir."

Gawart took the chips from the young man with a little irritability, took out the chips in the small chip box in front of himself, and replaced them.

The bottom bet is two dollars. Although there is a maximum cap of fifty dollars per game, sometimes people do n’t say anything more, especially "friends" who have lost a lot of money like Walter. Give him a chance to get revenge. He took a few puffs of cigarettes and watched the house on the left was shuffling. He stood up and said, "I'm going to wash my face." He lifted the belt and went into the bathroom.

In the afternoon, he lost the five hundred yuan he brought, and owed six hundred yuan. The huge loss made him a little uncomfortable, and his heart was blocked. It seemed that his luck had run out all of a sudden since he had rolled 2,000 yuan at one time. In the past six months, he has intermittently won less and lost more. He rarely asks the person who organized the gamble how much he owes. He is a little afraid that it will be a huge amount. But he has to say that his friends are good. Not only did he organize such a gambling game for free, but the money he owed has not urged him to repay the debt. Instead, as long as he needs it, the other party will lend him money.

Now in this impetuous society, there are not many such good people.

He patted his cheek wet with cold water, and looked at himself with a deep eye socket in the mirror. He smiled at himself, and then waved his fist to cheer himself up. He is about to win today!

When I returned to the table, the cards were already shuffled. In his next house, a gentleman in his thirties asked him to check the cards. He smiled and shook his head. "We are all friends, no need."

Although he said so, the gentleman in his house still shuffled the cards in front of him. The people at the gambling table were smoking, making the place feel a bit smokey. His gaze was tightly fixed on flipping the poker until it was completely washed.

Some people play cards more elegantly, relax by calculating scores and adding an extra head. Most of the time, they are more technical and have better calculation and psychological requirements. But there is also a kind of game that is like Mr. Walter's participation. The method of playing is relatively simple. Use the hand of each person to match the public card on the table to compare the size. It is simple and easy to understand. Learn quickly.

The game has multiple stages. This is also the stage where everyone bets or chooses to give up. There are only two bets, but many times when it is time to decide whether to win or lose, there are often dozens or hundreds on the table.

Mr. Walter threw the minimum bet on the table as a bet, and then the winner of the previous round began to "labor". Each card was distributed to the hands of each participant. Walter watched the hand in his hand breathe Slightly hastily.

This is a good hand. If he is almost the biggest from the point of view of the hand alone, when he sees the public card again, he feels that he has won the game! The odds of such a big name appearing are very rare, and sometimes a gamble may only appear two or three times in seven or eight hours.

He tightened his face, making himself look as if he had a bad hand, and even frowned. The gentleman sitting opposite him smiled.

"Wow, beautiful sorting, I'm lucky." He didn't seem to care about the size of his cards, and Mr. Walter raised his eyes and gave him a smile.

He laughed and said, "Then we can completely lose the cards, because you win."

The person opposite him seemed to really think so, and nodded in agreement, "Perhaps this is the best choice."

Walter calmly threw a five-dollar chip on the table. When he first came into contact with such a game, he really believed it, but several times he found that others didn't actually have any good cards at all, and he was completely cheating him He stupidly shoved the biggest card in the game into the deck. Since then, he has gradually come to understand that sometimes the final game is not on the table.

Have you heard anything similar?

Yes, the final victory is outside the court, which shows the same truth, indirectly reflecting the fact that the nature of society is like this, saying that Xiaojian Tao has done the truth of the world.

"It seems that Mr. Walter doesn't believe ...", the person who just won shook his head, and he lost a chip. "I don't believe it either. The cards in my hand are also good, maybe I am bigger!" "

The player on the other side laughed again. He directly picked up a ten-dollar chip and threw it on the table. "We all think our cards are better. Why not let us be more happy?"

In the process of betting and suspension, each player put eighty chips in the table. It seems that everyone feels that they have the biggest card. When the last public card was dropped, Mr. Walter was relieved. The hand in his hand is very big. If nothing else, he should have won this round. As a winner, in addition to his money on the table, there are two hundred and forty yuan, and one will bring back the win that he just lost. There are many more. This makes him very happy, and winning money always seems to be a happy thing.

The expression of the player sitting opposite him became grim. He sighed and put down the card in his hand. It was indeed a good hand. He would definitely win at other times, but not this time! The last person who won his money also put down the card, which is bigger than the card in the hand of Mr. Walter. When he opened his arms eagerly and ready to take the chips back, Mr. Walter put his own The cards are on the table.

His biggest one, he drank a cigarette and set it on fire. He smiled and said, "Thank you for your help, I'm always not fast enough to sort the chips." When he reached out to grab the chips, he went home. Player, the guy who didn't say a word this round put the card down, Mr. Walter glanced, and the hand to get the chips froze in the air.

He lost!

Uh ...

It is normal for gambling to win or lose. Mr. Walter has known for a long time, but today he lost again. The principal of five hundred yuan plus five chips this time is one thousand yuan.

He lost 1,500 yuan, and when he was sitting in the car, he slammed the steering wheel hard, and the car also made a harsh whistle.

Standing on the balcony watching Mr. Walter driving away, after the three of them sat down, one of the men who organized the gambling took out four hundred dollars from their pockets and gave them to the other two players, "This is You deserve it, you ca n’t do it wrong, do n’t forget to come on time on Wednesday. ”The two nodded, Meizi took the money in his hand and left, and the gentleman who organized the game looked at the clock and instructed: Call our friends and start the next game in fifteen minutes! "

Mr. Walter, who drove home, sighed when he parked in the garage ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ He put on his clothes and made himself smile, and he did n’t seem to be so heavy before opening the keys. At home.

"Watt?", As soon as he entered the door, he heard the gentle voice of his wife in the living room. This voice made him feel guilty. The inexplicable heart was even more irritable, not just because he lost money.

He took off his shoes, responded, changed his shoes and walked into the living room, watching his wife's back facing him. He was packing up some small decorations, such as photo frames and souvenirs sent by others or bought by himself over the years. some type of. The last time this happened was when they moved here, did they move again?

He walked behind his wife and watched her playing with these things, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong? Don't you like them?"

Her wife didn't look back, still packing up these things seriously, and replied with a smile, "I changed to a new job. To leave Stelle, we may have to live in the north or west.

"Why?", Walt suddenly couldn't accept the news, "Isn't it good here? Or do they want to send you away?"

"What about the house here? And our daughter, what about her education? I don't think she can quickly adapt to the environment and school there, can we not go? !!!"

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