"Hello, Mr. Mu, my name is Song Qian. I am the chief dealer at the Baccarat Gambling Desk. I hope that the service tonight will make you happy." A beautiful woman with a charming figure was graceful, with a turbulent wave, and she came in a row.

"Miss Song, please!"

The gamblers on the table left one after another, and the next was clearly a contest between the young man named Mu and the casino, in order to avoid a fire in the city gate and affect the fish in the pond.

It is better for everyone to watch the game.

"One bet is one million, the upper limit is one hundred bets!"

"Sister..."

The onlookers were all shocked to breathe. Although there was no bet amount for the bet limit, the bet was obviously much larger, and the amount of time the dealer had to follow.

Distributing the license!

"Mr. Mu, please place a bet." The two bet, Mu Feng could not buy a dealer, he could only buy idleness. Yes, and the rules have actually changed.

In addition to betting on luck, this also requires betting on courage.

Such bets are rare, and they soon attracted hundreds of gamblers to watch, and there are more and more people.

"One million."

Song Qian smiled sweetly and opened the card first, one seven and one J, and the dealer was 7 points.

Mu Feng reached out and opened the card directly.

One 2, one 3, and the sum is only 5 points.

If a player is less than 6 points, he needs to make up the cards, but this is a bet between two people. Once the opponent makes up the cards, there is a chance of winning, although it is very small.

Mu Feng chose not to replenish the cards, so Zhuang won.

"Mr. Mu, please place a bet!"

"Five million!"

"The Zhuang is seven o'clock, and the Zhuang is six o'clock, and the Zhuang is winning!"

The second and third moves... Five consecutive moves were played, and the dealer won, and the chips in front of Mu Feng lost at least 20 million.

Mu Feng's face did not change his expression. He was a gambler, not a gambler, and his mentality was completely different.

Fatty Zhuo might have heard the news from somewhere, and hurried over from the Soha platform. This fat man didn't lose much this time.

"Little madman, you are really..." Fatty Zhuo opened his mouth and saw the nearly 300 million chips, his eyes almost squeezed out of his eye sockets.

"Fatty, don't talk."

This female dealer with a charm in front of Mu Feng is not simple. She is also a master of ancient martial arts, and her combat power and cultivation are probably above the fifth stage.

This woman has a very sharp hearing, and a hint of clue can be seen from the slight tremor of her ears.

Mu Feng also practiced the sixth stage of the exercises, and his eyesight and ears improved by leaps and bounds, and even had the special ability of night vision.

The exercises on the "crescent moon" talisman are so magical. With his current cognition, he can't find any that can match.

With this support, he dared to come to the casino to experience it.

The sixth hand is here.

Some people have studied the probability of baccarat. If the five players are all the money-makers or the money-winning, then the sixth player is very likely to be the money-winning or the money-winning.

Generally, all five players lost, and they slowed down slightly, but after the card was issued, Mu Feng actually bet a big player in the sixth game.

Ten million!

The beautiful dealer Song Qian narrowed her eyes slightly, and she didn't understand Mu Feng's routine. The gambler who plays this way either doesn't understand Baccarat at all, is a novice, or is a master. Ordinary gamblers will never place heavy bets after losing five consecutive games.

"One 3, one 4, Zhuang 7 points!"

"Fatty, please use your hand to change your luck and help me open the cards." Mu Feng smiled slightly and said to Fatty Zhuo.

"Okay." Fatty Zhuo was not modest, so he stepped forward and grabbed the two cards. As soon as he opened them, he immediately grinned and laughed.

One is 2, the other is 6, and the leisure is eight o'clock, just like a little more than a banker, and you will win!

"Fatty, you're lucky!" Mu Feng smiled slightly, "Thank you, ten million."

"Mr. Mu, one million bet is a little smaller, how about it? How about ten million bets?" At this time, the beautiful dealer suddenly spoke and suggested.

"One bet of ten million, it's a bit big, beautiful girl, but I'm having fun today, I'm with you." Mu Feng laughed and played psychological warfare with him, increasing the bet ten times at once. Is he trying to make himself mentally unbalanced and make a proactive mistake?

There are few baccarats that can be played so big. For a moment, the gamblers watching the battle on this platform were in a state of three floors and three floors outside, and they were in a state of water.

"The chips are too small, so let's change them to the big ones."

With one bet, there are only 30 chips of 300 million, and soon a large piece of them cleared out on the stage.

This is the heartbeat of playing. Fatty Zhuo is nervous than Mu Feng. Although he has visited many places like this and has seen many big scenes, he has never made him more nervous and exciting than tonight.

After all, Mu Feng came to the casino and was also breathing a sigh of relief for him. He couldn't let his friends lose all their money in the casino, right?

"Twenty million!"

"The dealer is 6 o'clock, 7 o'clock, and you win!"

"Fatty, it seems that you are lucky." Mu Feng smiled and easily got 20 million.

Baccarat has eight decks of cards in one round, so the chance of winning in a row is very high.

However, there is a record of continuous openings in front, and you can place fifty-five bets in one round. Now most of it has passed, so it is enough to place about ten bets.

"Forty million!"

The bets suddenly doubled, and the emotions of gamblers around were ignited. Such gambles were rare on the Baccarat platform.

"Zhou 8 o'clock, idle...9 o'clock!"

Win at will!

Cheers broke out in the crowd.

"Good luck, Miss Song, I'll give it to you!" Mu Feng's hand had some scattered millions of chips. With a light bounce, a million chip flew towards Song Qian.

Song Qian reached out to grab it, but she didn't expect that the chips would suddenly penetrate into her chest and steadily stuck to her career line.

"Wow……"

"So big..." Fatty Zhuo covered his mouth exaggeratedly. Fortunately, he didn't shout that word, otherwise he would have been embarrassed.

"Song Qian, keep it steady, he is deliberately angering you."

To be right, Mu Feng really deliberately stimulated the beautiful dealers. These people are masters who motivate the emotions of gamblers. Once gamblers get emotional, they will easily lose their calmness, and losing money is inevitable.

"Thank you, Mr. Mu." Song Qian gracefully reached out and took out the million-dollar chip and put it into her pocket.

He is worthy of being the chief dealer, and his calmness and response are indeed extraordinary.

"Let's start, Miss Song, after the bet, I'll go back to sleep."

Song Qian began to deal cards.

"Mr. Mu, please place a bet."

"I just won forty million, plus the principal of 40 million, Miss Song, let's have a big deal?" Mu Feng said with a smile.

"Mr. Mu, what do you want to play?"

"I'm a idler, but I plan to bet on the 80 million yuan. What do you think?"

"Yes!" Song Qian took a deep breath and nodded. The rules were OK, and she had no reason to object.

"Open the card!"

"The one who makes a 7, the other who makes a 7-point deal, the other who makes a 7-point deal!"

"Fatty, you'll come."

"good!"

Fatty Zhuo's face turned red with excitement. He came forward and opened a card. He opened an 8 card. There was a "boo" sound around him. It was obvious that the idle player was going to lose, and the odds for the bet were 1:8. This was a bet between the two. If Mu Feng lost, he would have to pay 640 million.

"Brother Mu..."

"Continue!" Mu Feng said in a deep voice. It is the most important time to calm down.

"Okay." Fatty Zhuo picked up the second card and felt like he was hit by a thousand pounds. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and flipped up all of a sudden.

9!

It's a red heart 9!

The gamblers around were shocked. The rule of Baccarat was to add up two cards to single digits, and 8 plus 9 was exactly 17, which means that it was 7 points.

Fight and!

"Haha, we won, we won..." Fatty Zhuo jumped excitedly when he looked at the table.

"Fatty, let me down!"

"Oh..." Fatty Zhuo quickly let go of his hand and put Mu Feng down from his enthusiastic embrace.

At this time, a hint of panic flashed in Song Qian's eyes, and a layer of fine beads of sweat oozing out of her forehead and nose. She lost 640 million at a time. Even if she was the chief dealer, she would be unable to withstand the anger of the casino.
To be continued...