Peerless War God Returns

"Sister Qing, it's better if you go first. I can see that he isn't very good at these things. I'll say later that you bullied him." The beautiful female dealer said.    

Chu Xihee didn't care and said: "You go first. I don't really understand the situation. I'll see you first."    

"Sure."    

As she spoke, Xue Qingshuang skillfully picked up the deck of poker cards. Her hands nimbly passed the cards over each other. Her movements were so smooth as if they were grown on her hands.    

Chu Xihee looked at her from the opposite side. The table wasn't too big, and the distance between the two wasn't too far. Chu Xihee was also thinking about how to win as he watched her shuffle the cards.    

Logically speaking, he didn't know about the cards that would be given to him, and he also couldn't control them. If he could control the results using other methods, it would become an almost impossible task.    

This way, he would have to rely on pure luck and an inspiration that seemed to be able to read cards in order to increase his chances of winning.    

However, in this way, he would lose for sure. After all, if they really had to compete in these aspects, how could Chu Xihee be a match to this sexy mature woman who had wandered into the casinos of the Underground City.    

For a game, the advantage of being familiar with a game was greater than being unfamiliar, because many things depended on experience to determine.    

Many small details, such as the number of cards, the psychological game between the two parties, and even critical moments of courage, can lead to very different results in gambling with a greater emphasis on luck.    

Thus, to Chu Xihee, since he did not have any other methods to help him win, it meant that he was here to give it away.    

He couldn't just sit there and wait for death. From the look in her subordinate's eyes, he could tell that she was very familiar with this game, which was even more challenging for Chu Xihee.    

"But there will still be a way." Chu Xihee thought.    

While he was thinking, Xue Qingshuang had finished washing her cards and pushed them in front of Chu Xihee.    

"You came by once."    

Chu Xihee understood that this was for the sake of fairness, so that they wouldn't intentionally play the cards.    

After playing for a while, Chu Xihee gave the card back to Xue Qingshuang.    

Xue Qingshuang then sent a card from the stack of cards to Chu Xihee and a card to herself.    

"Alright, you can begin to pick up the cards." Xue Qingshuang was still looking at Chu Xihee with a confident smile, as if she was looking at a primary school student who didn't know anything.    

It was finally starting. Whether or not he won would depend on Chu Xihee's performance. This card game also decided whether he would stay here forever as a lackey. In order to get news of Huang Quan, Chu Xihee had to go all out.    

His fingers gripped the poker card and he immediately picked it up. It was an eight.    

This card's points were quite large. As someone who had nothing to do with the game, what he needed to do was not to let himself be killed early, which would only exceed 21 points.    

If he blew himself up, then the Zhuang family would win without a fight, so this was the most foolish thing to do, unless it was absolutely necessary.    

In order to not exceed 21 points, he could predict the probability that points would appear in the next card and consider whether or not to take the card. This way, he could avoid self-detonation.    

Since the card with the largest number of cards was ten, he could at least draw one. Of course, he could choose not to pick one now, but if the number of points was too small, then the dealer would easily surpass him.    

So Chu Xihee chose cards, Xue Qingshuang sent one to Chu Xihee. This card was clearly displayed, and Chu Xihee's cards were only known to him.    

The card that Chu Xihee sent down was four. This was obviously not a good card, so Chu Xihee immediately found it difficult to deal with it.    

It was 12 o'clock because it was 8 plus 4. If he took another card and got 10 points, then it would add up to more than 21 points and Chu Xihee would lose.    

But if he didn't call out, it would be too late.    

Therefore, Chu Xihee was faced with the problem of not getting the cards or not getting the cards. Since he couldn't know what the next card was, he couldn't make an accurate decision about whether to get the cards or not.    

However, under these circumstances, since the dealer didn't know how many cards he had, the dealer also didn't know the exact number of points he had. Thus, when the player didn't take any cards, the dealer could only guess to decide how many cards he wanted to take.    

However, for the dealer, guessing his cards was relatively easy. After all, other than the cards in his hand, everything else could be seen, so he could probably guess what was going on.    

Seeing Chu Xihee hesitate, Xue Qingshuang smiled and said, "What, you have to consider a card for so long? It seems like your card is a big card. Then I advise you to stop. Don't explode it later."    

After saying that, he smiled sinisterly, and even the female underling beside him also laughed.    

Chu Xihee couldn't be sure. He was feeling conflicted. He was afraid that 10 o'clock would make him end the game ahead of time. This uncertainty about the next part made him feel very uncomfortable.    

It was like his life was given to an unreliable person. For Chu Xihee, who was used to having his fate in his hands, this was a painful feeling.    

From this, it could be known that those who gambled with their life could be said to be putting themselves at the edge of a cliff.    

On one side was heaven, and on the other was hell. As a result, many people were on their way back to the real hell.    

But on the contrary, if they were lucky enough to win, then this enormous torment would turn into a rush of ecstasy that went straight to the brain, a joy that was crazier than anything else.    

Not only because it had saved its own assets, but also because it had suddenly acquired a huge fortune.    

Although this kind of wealth was obtained by unusual means, and might go very quickly if he did not stop, this did not prevent the joy of success from spreading.    

Chu Xihee realized that there was no point in continuing to be conflicted. There were only two choices available to him: one to get the cards, and the other not to get the cards.    

If he didn't take the cards, then he would be left to fate. However, if he took the cards, then it would depend on how likely he was to get 10 points.    

In the pile of cards, 10 points was 4 times 4, which was 16 cards. According to the probability of 50 cards, then the chance of getting 10 points was a third.    

In other words, one of the next three cards would be at 10 points.    

The probability of this happening wasn't low, but it was also a point that made people conflicted.    

Now that he thought about it, the probability of these calculations was only theoretically possible, because the actual situation did not necessarily follow the probability of them appearing. The next three might not even be 10 points.    

It was also possible that all the ten points would be pushed to the back.    

After all, a person's reshuffle might not be able to evenly match the cards. There was a small probability of an incident.    

It is precisely because of so many uncertainties that people are unable to control and predict, just like the unpredictable reality, that gambling is so fascinating.