Zhang Yong's playing cards were a bit old, but they were still complete. Yang Yi stretched out his hand and said to Zhang Yong: "Can you check the cards?"

"What are you thinking? Do you think I will make a thousand? Or do you think my cards are all problematic?"

"Uh, neither, I'm not a professional gambler, but I know gamblers are very careful. Checking the cards is like a ceremony. Well, can you check it?"

Zhang Yong shook his head, but he handed the card in his hand to Yang Yi, and then he waved his hand and said, "Check it casually, man, this is just a play. If you give me a thousand, I will be very angry. My eyes are very poisonous."

Yang Yi smiled, and then he began to check the playing cards, taking a look at both front and back, but he looked very fast.

Zhang Yong said with some dissatisfaction: "I really don't know what you are looking at? Is it necessary to check them all one by one?"

"It is still very necessary. Just make a small mark on a few key cards to affect the entire game. I don't doubt you, Brother Yong, this is really the basic requirement of the gambler."

Zhang Yongji said disdainfully: "Come on, I haven't seen anyone who has to check cards after playing for so many years. Please don't beg me."

"Of course not to use it in a casino, but this is not a casino, OK, I checked it, there is no mark on the card, you can deal the cards."

Zhang Yong shrugged his shoulders and took the card. Then he washed it casually and was about to deal the card. But at this time, Yang Yi said anxiously: Wait, Brother Yong, what about your father's bet?"

Zhang Yong shrugged and smiled, "I forgot this question. I don't smoke, so I don't bring it either. You are new to you, and it's hard to owe you, um..."

Zhang Yong turned his head and shouted, "Hi, Ma Wen, Ma Wen! Are you calling you, do you have cigarettes?"

A black man was chatting happily surrounded by several black men. After hearing Zhang Yong's scream, he was stunned for a moment, but then he shouted: "Are you calling me?"

Zhang Yong waved his hand and said, "That's right, I just asked you, do you have cigarettes, do you guys? Get me two boxes and I'll pay them back later."

Ma Wen touched his body, then took out half a box of cigarettes, and then he said a few words to the person next to him, then walked over with two and a half boxes of cigarettes.

"Why do you want cigarettes? I don't have to pay it back."

Ma Wen seemed very polite. Zhang Yong took the cigarette and smiled and said, "I just used it as a bet and I will pay it back to you later."

He took out a cigarette, Zhang Yong put it on the bench and smiled and said, "I don't have much cigarette, let's just one at a time. Come on, let's start betting."

Yang Yi took a pack of cigarettes and put one, and then Zhang Yong began to issue the cards.

The open card that Yang Yi got was 9, the secret card he was q, he got 19 points, and the open card that Zhang Yong got was a.

Looking at Zhang Yong's card, Yang Yi smiled and said, "I want a card."

Zhang Yong shrugged and gave Yang Yi a card, which was a 2.

"I don't want it."

Zhang Yong laughed and flipped over his trump card. It was a 9, which means that Zhang Yong's card was twenty points.

"I'll show you your card at 20 o'clock."

Zhang Yong looked very confident. Yang Yi smiled, opened his trump card and said, "Sorry, blackjack, I will win you a cigarette."

Zhang Yong seemed a little surprised. He looked at Yang Yi's card, then tilted his head and said in surprise: "You got 19 o'clock, and then you continue to ask until you get 21 o'clock?"

"Well, that's right, I'm lucky."

People who don’t understand the 21-point rule may not understand how risky Yang Yi’s approach is. It can be said that if Yang Yi directly opens the card after 19 points, the winning range will be at least 60%. He continues to ask for cards. Even if he gets more than 2 cards, he will lose it, and he will be smaller than one point, and he cannot lose any more.

But Yang Yi dared to ask for cards and then won Zhang Yong out of temper.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yong said with a calm face: You are amazing, continue."

Yang Yi's bright card is 8 and the secret card is 3, so he smiled and said, "I want a card."

After getting another four, it was already 15 o'clock. Yang Yi thought about it and smiled and said, "I want it."

Yang Yi got another 2, and he got 17 points, but this is not the key. The key is that if Zhang Yong deals cards again, it should be a k, and Zhang Yong's two cards are 9 and 6. If he takes another k, he will explode.

"I don't want it."

Zhang Yong asked for a card, and then he threw the card out with a calm face.

The black man who gave Zhang Yong a cigarette looked at him twice, then he looked at Yang Yi in surprise and said, "This kid is so lucky. Hi, landmine, can I participate?"

Zhang Yong shook his head and said, "No, don't be busy with me, it's a contest between us now, let's come again."

Yang Yi lost, but he won seventeen.

There is no way to lose one hand. Yang Yi got 18 points, and Zhang Yong got 20 points. He had to lose if he wanted the cards, and if he didn't want them, he had to lose. There was no way to do this, so he could only lose one hand.

Every time he only had one cigarette, he could not raise the bet, but Zhang Yong had already lost all his cigarettes.

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Are you here again?"

Zhang Yong was already sweating a little, and he said angrily: "I suddenly exported millions in the casino and didn't admit defeat. What is this?"

Zhang Yong turned his head and shouted to a group of Mexicans: "Carlos, man, come here!"

A Mexican man walked over with several followers in one sway. He and Zhang Yong touched their fists, raised their eyelids and looked at the black man named Marvin, and then whispered: "What's wrong with my friend."

Zhang Yong exhaled and said, "I've lost all my money by lending me a cigarette, so I'll do it as a bet."

Carlos glanced at Yang Yi with a lip, and Zhang Yong said anxiously: "Hey, don't get me wrong, this is a fair bet, I just need to bet."

Carlos tilted his head, and the follower beside him immediately shouted: "Take out all the cigarettes on your body, hurry up! Hurry up!"

Soon, a large handful of cigarettes were placed in front of Zhang Yong, most of which were one by one, and half a box was very few, and the whole pack was just one pack.

Seeing the smoke, Zhang Yong laughed and said, "With the gambling book, you will have the courage. This time we raise the bet, ten at a time, how about it?"

"Okay, come on."

Yang Yi still smiled, but Zhang Yong's face was sweating more and more, until Ma Wen couldn't help but say angrily: "You cheat, you must be cheating!"

Yang Yi was grabbed by someone's neck. He immediately raised his hands and yelled: "Hi, buddy, I didn't send the cards."

Zhang Yong sighed and said, "Ma Wen, don't touch him, this is a fair bet."

It’s no wonder that Ma Wen is anxious, because the amount of almost four or five boxes of cigarettes in front of Zhang Yong has reached Yang Yi.

Zhang Yong grabbed one from his bet and held it in his mouth. Someone immediately lit a cigarette for him.

After vomiting a cigarette ring, Zhang Yong, who lost to the ground, picked up the remaining cigarettes and distributed them to the people next to him. Then he nodded to Yang Yi and said, "You are amazing, let's continue tomorrow. Don't worry, no one here will touch your finger, let's continue tomorrow!"
Chapter completed!