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Chapter seven hundred and ten calm down

After making a phone call, Yang Yi found it very funny.

If this matter is easy to do, Justin has done it himself, so it is certain that the work he will take on is not easy to do, but Yang Yi decided to help Justin if he had the chance, because he was also helping himself.

The biggest possibility of the competitors Justin said is that they can only come from within the family, because many of Justin's intelligence personnel belong to the Cicero family, not Justin's own. Only in this way can Justin's people betrayed completely.

The Water Organization is now very close to Justin, but has nothing to do with the Cicero family. Helping Justin securely is naturally helping himself.

However, the main task of the Water Organization is the Black Devil now, so no matter how much Justin pays or how much Yang Yi wants to help Justin, the matter of assassinating Mark Shabo can only be pushed back.

But McDonald was coming back and was loaned to Justin for so many days and did nothing. I don’t know if Justin would pay McDonald the promised money.

Yang Yi quietly pushed open the door, and then he tiptoed out. He has been idle these days, and everyone likes to stay in the living room. He wants to go and stay with everyone for a while. As for Justin, don't mention it for the time being. It's not convenient to live with Jetero.

Yang Yi walked to the living room and looked at it naturally. After finding Xiao Ran watching TV in the living room, he immediately turned around and went to the bathroom.

When Yang Yi came out of the toilet and wanted to return to his room quietly, he heard Zhang Yong shouting: "Hi, Xiaodan, come here."

He seemed guilty when he was called away by someone and left. Yang Yi turned around and said, "What are you doing? I have something to do here."

"What's the matter?"

"Uh, just say what you do."

Zhang Yong said impatiently: "Come here first, come here later."

Yang Yi could only pretend to be natural and walked to the sofa in the living room. Then he saw the poker on the coffee table, while Xiao Ran was watching the news.

“Is there any big news?”

In order to show that he was not guilty, Yang Yi first asked Xiao Ran, then sat on the sofa, and then said to Zhang Yong: "I said I'm not called Xiaodan, what are you doing with me?"

Zhang Yong is now in a poker face. He knocked on the coffee table and said fiercely: "You can't see what you do? You're kind to call you Xiaodan. How did you promise me at the beginning? As long as I teach you kung fu, you will let me go all the best at the gambling table. What's going on now?"

Yang Yi glanced around and found that there were cards in front of Chris and Rodriguez in front of him. Xiao Ran, who was watching TV, had a hand of cards behind him, and Roman and Sergey, who were smiling, obviously won.

Tickling his head, Yang Yi said helplessly to Zhang Yong: "Have you heard of this saying that long-term gambling will lose? How many people who often go to casinos can win money? Betting with casinos is no longer a technical problem. This is a probability problem, right? Even Boer and I don't dare to guarantee that we can win every time. We can win if we are lucky. At most, we don't lose money. And we leave when we see that we are not lucky. How can we win with bad cards? With your gambling method, it would be strange if you don't lose money."

Zhang Yong sneered and said, "My mind is not as good as you. I admit that you said I can't win the casino, but I lost so badly when I played with them. Please explain it to me!"

The blue veins on Zhang Yong's forehead came out. Yang Yi looked at everyone and said, "How much have you beaten him?"

Rodriguez smiled and said, "I won not win much, there are 20,000 yuan, and Roman won the most, and he had to win 50,000 yuan."

Yang Yi looked at Zhang Yong and said in surprise: "No! Is it all lost after prepaying 200,000?"

Zhang Yong said angrily: "Who told you that I lost all? There are still... one thousand sixteen here! Don't interrupt, give me an explanation first, otherwise I will destroy your martial arts. Who told you to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors!"

"Hey, why are all the martial arts being useless? I don't have internal strength. What kind of martial arts are you using?"

"Understand the spirit!"

Zhang Yong slapped the table and shouted, then he said with a ferocious look on his face: "We agreed! If you can't do it, you're lying to me. If you lie to me, you won't end up!"

Yang Yi breathed and said, "What are you playing? Texas Hold'em?"

"It's a golden flower!"

Yang Yi scratched his head again and said helplessly: "You can lose so much with such a technically undifficultural gameplay. Even Rhodes can beat you. What did you tell me? It wasn't like this when I taught you. Brother Yong, now I only have one way to save you."

"What's the solution?"

"Don't bet? Never bet. People lose nine out of ten bets, but you lose all ten bets. Even if you can win money at the beginning, you have to output all the money in the end. Even if you are lucky, you have to lose."

Zhang Yong said viciously: "Little egg, you are not trustworthy..."

Yang Yi swallowed, then he coughed twice and said, "Do you still remember what I taught you?"

"Yeah, count the cards? Uh, this..."

"You forgot as soon as you bet. I know, after you bet, you may not even know what your surname is. No matter what card you dare to compete with others to show it, then you can still care about the probability and other things, right?"

Zhang Yong didn't say anything, but Rodriguez smiled and said, "That's right! I can beat him by 9 on one side, and I will open it directly if he is 500."

Yang Yi shrugged and said, "Come on, you guys continue playing,"

Zhang Yong said with a embarrassed look: "It's only one thousand six, can you do it if you have another fulcrum? This time you only need one hundred thousand."

Yang Yi glared at Zhang Yong and said, "Who said that you can't win back one thousand six? I said you won't run away if you win the money. Is it right for one hundred? Come on, come on and get the bottom and get the cards."

Chris said with a vigilant look: "You are not allowed to play, I'll deal the cards."

"I only teach, and I don't read other people's cards."

Chris gave the cards, Zhang Yong grabbed a few pieces of money and was about to throw it away, but after looking at Yang Yi's face, he hurriedly put the money away, then grabbed the cards on the table and took a look.

Yang Yi said lightly: "You are smart, remember, never secretly, the probability of winning is too low, unless you have good luck against the will. In that case, you can play whatever you want. Uh, it seems that you don't have any good luck."

3,6,10, A handful of bad cards. When Zhang was brave enough to throw the card, Yang Yi took a look and took the card back. It was not until his turn to speak that Yang Yi said: "Take the card."

"Is it different to throw it early and late?"

"It's different. At least remember one thing. Don't let people find out that you are a naughty when playing cards. Even if you are, you have to pretend to be bad. Now I should have taught you the most important point. I should have taught you a principle that is more important than anything else. The only secret to save you at the poker table."

"What? Say it quickly!"

"calm!"
Chapter completed!
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