Chapter 361 - The Trump Card Of Vagrancy
"Or is it only the case in area No. 1? Why don"t we go to other areas and take a look?"
Just as Lei Luo was about to leave, something happened. Little did he know that he had been closely watched ever since he stepped into the qualification gate.
When he received the news from the casino manager, Trump immediately opened a luxurious private room and invited a person in.
The decorations inside were extremely gorgeous.
They were all made by a famous art master, Kubel.
The design cost of each private room was more than 70,000 gold coins, and the Trump casino had more than 600 such private rooms.
From this, it could be seen how wealthy Trump was.
"What"s the matter?" a middle-aged man said to Trump.
"Byron, I"ve found you an opponent. Are you interested?" Trump said to the mysterious gambler.
Five hundred years ago...
The emperor at that time, Victor, occasionally came to the royal casino to play in his spare time.
Victor played nine games at the same time with nine people.
Within sixteen hours, Victor won all the money of more than 400 super gamblers, until no one dared to step out of the ring.
Byron, who was only 28 years old, dared to step out of the ring.
The two of them played in the simplest way.
At the same time, it was the most compet.i.tive nine palace red-black formation.
The way of playing the red-black formation was very simple.
The dealer placed nine chess-sized pieces in nine bowls in advance, one side painted red, the other painted black alloy blocks.
After the two sides agreed on the bet, the banker opened the bowls one by one.
Before each bowl was opened, the idle family could place a bet.
The bet was whether each bowl was red or black.
If the idle family lost, the next bowl would be opened.
If the idle family won, the banker could adjust the color of the next bowl.
At the same time, the idle family could also request to open several bowls consecutively.
But the player has to guess all of them correctly to win.
After opening nine bowls, players had to compare the chips of both sides.
If the player loses, he loses the agreed bet.
If he wins, he wins double the bet.
This is the so-called red and white array, because it is arranged in advance, so the sizes of the dice are different.
The black and red array is predictable.
The premise is that you can see through the other party"s mind.
At that time, Byron had placed a copper coin under the first eight bowls.
These eight copper coins were all lost without a doubt.
When he came to the last bowl of the red-black formation.
Byron did not hesitate to place all his bets, which was about one million gold coins.
He then won two million gold coins!
Byron was also famous for this battle. Hence, he was also known as "the unruly one who sees through people"s hearts."
"Who is it?"
Byron"s voice was very flat.
"Is it Griffith?"
"A n.o.body," Byron said after a moment of silence.
"Sure."
Trump smiled.
"You didn"t even listen to his introduction, and you already agreed?"
"Back then, when you introduced Karlsted to me, you also said that he was a n.o.body."
Karlsted, Griffith, and Byron were also known as the three biggest gamblers in the world.
What they liked the most was to borrow other people"s gambling cards to mingle around.
Therefore, they were also known as the "Trump Card of Vagrancy."
"Haha! I also accidentally b.u.mped into it that time. As for this one now, although it"s not Karlsted, I think it should be able to fight with you," Tran continued to say with a smile.
"This person debuted two years ago by borrowing other people"s gambling cards. In these two years, he partic.i.p.ated in more than 1,500 gambling games, and was promoted from a one-star gambling card to a five-star account."
"This isn"t considered a great achievement," Byron said. "There are at least one billion people in the empire who can do it."
"Of course, but this person will change his gambling style every once in a while. According to the information we have gathered, he has changed his gambling style more than 30 times in the past two years. Up until now, we haven"t been able to understand his gambling style and personality at all."
"Oh?" Byron"s eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in the strangeness.
"A person who only wants to gamble, but doesn"t care about winning or losing?"
Byron finally nodded. "Okay, I"ll bet with him. But...I want to know...what"s the bet?"
"There are 100,000 gold coins on this person"s card."
"Don"t play dumb. I mean, the bet between you and me."
Before Trump could finish his sentence, he heard Byron interrupt him.
"You don"t look like a person who would give someone a free lunch."
"Between us?"
Trump revealed his signature honest smile.
"Byron, I think you should know that I"m—"
"I think I told you many years ago that I would never be anyone"s subordinate."
Byron interrupted Tran again.
"You"ve misunderstood. I"m not asking you to be my subordinate. If you lose, I only need you to do me a favor. One day, when I need it, I hope you can return it to me."
Trump did not wait for Byron to interrupt.
He continued, "And if you win, this Tran Casino will be yours. I know that you"ve always wanted to have your own casino, but a five-star casino is not easy to open in the Empire."
Byron raised his head and looked at the Fat Man with a simple and honest smile in front of him.
On his ordinary face, his originally listless eyes suddenly burst out with a bright light.
If an ordinary person saw it, they would definitely be shaken.
However, Trump still had a simple and honest smile on his face.
"You seem to have a lot of confidence in him."
"Perhaps, it"s just that I have too much expectation for you."
When Trump said this, his eyes narrowed into slits as he smiled.
"This person... is here to collect the medical expenses for that down and out pirate, so he came here to gamble?"
After skimming through all the information that Tran handed over.
Seeing the information section of Katz, Byron asked this question.
"Maybe, who knows? You should know better than me," Trump said with a smile.
Byron didn"t say anything more.
"Let"s go."
Three minutes later, Lei Luo still hadn"t decided where to sit.
A smiling man suddenly appeared beside him.
"Sir, do you think it"s not eye-catching?"
Lei Luo looked this person up and down.
Just as he was about to ask a question, the smiling man said, "My name is Trump, and I own this little casino."
Although Lei Luo had studied hard day and night, he didn"t know much about common things.
So he didn"t know who Trump was.
He didn"t look too surprised.
He just nodded. "Oh? What do you want?"
Trump looked at Lei Luo, and from his clothes and voice, he couldn"t get any more information.
But he made his own judgment from Lei Luo"s unhesitating answer.
Lei Luo was either an inexperienced teenager or a high-cla.s.s man who didn"t take him seriously at all.