Thriller Paradise Chapter 1087: The field of gambling (part one)

When Jin Mianchou returned to the table, the referee had cleaned up the table and was ready to start the next game.

"Cut... boring." Jin Mianchou chanted unhappily while picking up the paper and pen, "Say something about the'gambling field', do you think this is making a movie? It's like playing like that. Stud encounters a situation where both sides have a straight flush or a four-of-a-kind. Do you know the probability of this happening in reality......"

"Stop talking nonsense, write the answer quickly, Lang fèi has had enough time with you, a second-rate person." Feng Bujue didn't intend to hear Jin Mianchou finish the sentence, but directly interrupted in an almost arrogant tone. The other party.

Jinmian sorrowed when he heard the words, snorted coldly, finished writing his answer, and handed it to the referee.

The referee picked up the answer and glanced at it, but hòu confirmed with the questioning party as usual, and then signaled Feng Bujue to give a round declaration.

"Oh... that's the case." However, Jue didn't report the number of rounds at the first time. Instead, he looked at the referee unhurriedly, then looked at Jin Mianshou, and used a kind of ambiguous , And said in a weird tone, "These are the numbers...it really seems like you would choose zé."

"What are you talking about?" Jin Mianshou also glared at Brother Jue, and responded in an unkind tone, "What kind of tone is that as if you already know the answer? Could it be that you want to say..."

"Seven rounds." Feng Bujue interrupted the opponent roughly again, "I declare...I will give the answer within seven rounds."

"Wh...what?" At this moment, Jin Mianshou, who had maintained a calm posture, finally involuntarily revealed his inner shock, "You guy..."

But a few seconds later, when he was relieved from the shock, he returned to normal, and said in a deep voice, "Ah...I understand." He laughed, "He...hehe...this is it. The so-called "Gambling Realm"? Huh... isn't it just bluffing?" After that, he slapped the table. Pointing to Ge Ge said, "Seven rounds? Do you think you are guessing the four-digit number without repeating it? Or do you think I will write an answer like 333333?"

"Oh...Since you are so self-conscious..." Feng Bujue replied calmly, "How about a hundred thousand?"

"Huh?" Jinmian was taken aback when he heard the sound.

"If the ante bet for the round is 100,000, you only need to surrender until the eighth round, and you will surely win a big victory, right?" Feng Bujue used a tone that was almost "it's none of your own." , Continue to say. "Even if I bet all the chips in the eighth round, the fine when you surrender is only about 20,000. Counting the 7,000 I gave you in the previous seven rounds, it is about 13,000; and wait until the'gambling round' is settled. When you bet on, you can take away one hundred thousand from me in one go... In this way, when you are in charge of guessing the solution in the second round, my question maker's funds are only about 15,000; suppose I If I choose to run in the tenth round again, the high fines caused by the capital difference and the at least one thousand ante bets will further erode my funds."

He said this. I almost settled the accounts for Jin Mianchou...

"The most important thing is..." Feng Bujue didn't forget to say in a concluding tone at the end, "Once the above assumptions are established, no matter whether I can save after the duel, at least your promotion is already Ban'er. It's nailed...At that time, you will not only complete the two rounds of the duel and get the challenge immunity, but you can also sit on nearly 200,000 funds, so that you can get more in all subsequent "challenge rounds". Is a huge advantage."

On the other side, Jin Mianshou was listening to Brother talking. His mind was also analyzing quickly... and the conclusion he reached was consistent with what Jue Ge said.

"Is this guy... crazy?" Jin Mian said in a sad heart. "Why did he say this to me? Want to get in the way? Retreat? Wrong... This is a self-digging grave... Although he said these words, it will make people feel that there is some kind of trap hidden in this game, but... …But! It’s impossible to deduce the answer in seven rounds anyway!"

"I bet! One hundred thousand!" A few seconds later, just when the time for the bet was about to run out, Jin Mianshou pressed the timer switch. And with his ear-grabbing, high-pitched voice, he said to the referee.

"Heh...hahahaha..." Feng Bujue laughed at the time. The laughter was not only "disturbing", but shuddering.

Jinmianshou didn't know why...Before the opponent's unreasonable number of rounds, it was clear that he should be the one with the absolute advantage, but he was a little frustrated. I always feel that the man under the crow mask has a certain "plan".

"Did you just think...to get the answer in seven rounds, is it impossible anyway?" The next second, Jue stopped his smile and asked Jin Miansor in a teasing tone. .

But Jin Mianxiang was shocked by this sentence...

"You..." He almost uttered the five words "how do you know", but he managed to hold it back after all.

"Indeed, in the'field of computing', this is basically impossible." Feng Bujue continued, "but...in the world of gambling, that's another matter."

"Ha! Stop bluffing!" Jin Mianshou was also unwilling to show weakness, "No matter how you bluff, it's fine, three...no...after two rounds, you will be revealed!"

"The original shape is revealed?" Feng Bujue repeated these four words, and smiled, "He...well, I hope you won't be scared to pee when you see my original shape." With a serious expression, he reported, "In the first round, I bet 1021 US dollars (according to the rounding principle, the current holding of Feng Bujue is 102072, and his minimum bet has not changed from when he held 102112 at the beginning of the last duel) ."

"Me and..." Jinmian said so after thinking about it for a second.

Feng Bujue didn’t even think about it. He picked up the paper and wrote a set of numbers—【135899】

When this piece of paper was pushed in front of Jin Mianshou~IndoMTL.com~ The latter's body was obviously stiff, and his hand holding the pen... began to tremble.

"What's going on? What's going on!" At the same time, his heart was exclaiming, his mind was suddenly buzzing, and his thoughts fell into chaos, "This is impossible... why the first You can guess 1A5B in one round!"

For this set of numbers, Jin Mianshou naturally did not give immediate feedback...

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards shǒu.

However, what he saw was nothing more than a mask...

"Cheating! He must have cheated...but...how did he do it?" Jin Mianshou's gaze stayed on Jue Brother's mask for a few seconds, then turned to the referee, and secretly said. "The referee didn't say anything, and I didn't see any abnormalities, but this guy guessed this point in the first round. This is absolutely unreasonable...Could it be..." Thinking of this, the look under the mask changed sharply," ...This referee is in the same group as him?" (To be continued.)