C328 Crazy Mr Gao
C328 Crazy Mr Gao
Mr. Gao gave the impression that he was very approachable without any airs of arrogance.
After entering the casino, Mr. Gao saw a crowd of cheering figures. He nodded slightly and smiled slowly. Then, he took a step forward and walked into the arena.
Following which, a large number of people rushed to the sides of the venue and sat down at the seats arranged by the casino, enthusiastically watching the battle.
From the lowest to the highest, the seats were arranged in a circle. In the center, there was a large gambling table, and a few meters away, a defensive line was raised.
I chose an inconspicuous seat and sat down with great interest. At this moment, I silently looked at the two people sitting opposite of me.
One of them was Kojiro Yamamoto, who came from Japan and was known as the Gambling Sovereign.
The other was the famous gambling god of China, Mr. Gao.
I also did not expect that I would be so coincidental, actually meeting the Asian gambling king final, and also being able to witness Mr. Gao's style.
Moreover, this was no longer just a personal competition. It was an indirect competition between countries.
Especially Kojiro Yamamoto, calling me Zhina. Just this point alone has already angered the people.
Not just me, practically all the Chinese watching the battle have placed their hopes on Mr. Gao.
The most important thing is that I am not happy about it myself. This Kojiro Yamamoto has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, but he dares to speak so brazenly in our territory.
Of course, I don't need to do anything. I believe that with Mr. Gao's strength, he will definitely slap Kojiro Yamamoto hard in the face and make him lose all face.
I squinted my eyes and looked at Mr. Gao from afar. He was calmly chewing his chocolate and didn't even look at Kojiro Yamamoto.
Kojiro Yamamoto frowned, he was very unhappy and immediately spoke in broken Chinese: "What? Was Mr. Gao eating chocolate to calm himself? If you are afraid of losing, I think you should give up as soon as possible.
Mr. Gao swallowed his chocolate without panicking and said lightly: "Our Huaxia is a nation of etiquette. The ancestors taught us to be modest, and the ones who are often loud and arrogant are the ones who are truly afraid of losing."
The moment Mr. Gao blurted out his words, the entire venue immediately burst into applause.
"Well done, Mr. Gao."
"Mr. Gao, I support you. You are the fully deserving gambler."
"Yes, our Huaxia is a nation of etiquette, we won't lower ourselves to the same level as others."
Kojiro Yamamoto's expression couldn't help but turn ugly. He instantly became gloomy and snorted coldly, "Don't think too highly of yourself. If you lose, you won't be able to get off the stage."
"Worry about yourself first." Mr. Gao Feng said in a light tone. It seemed that the other person was nothing to him. He was very calm.
In an instant, applause rang out again. It was almost the same as everyone's expectation. Especially Mr. Gao's two verbal victories, it gave this gambling battle an enormous momentum.
"Mr. Gao, you can do it!" I also follow the general public, like an ordinary person, we cheer for Mr. Gao together.
I have to say, Mr. Gao is very intelligent. With just a few words, he left the other party speechless. I even felt like I had become his fan.
Soon, the crowd quietened down. Under the arrangements of the casino, each of them had their own bargaining chip. Each of them had 60 million yuan. Whoever lost the bet first would be the winner of the competition.
Or within a set amount of time, whoever had more chips in the end would win.
Sixty million chips piled up at the gambling table like a small mountain.
After a moment, all preparations were completed. The contest officially began and both sides placed their bets.
He saw that the dealer gave the cards to the two of them first. Kojiro Yamamoto gently opened a corner of the card and looked at his cards. The corner of his mouth unconsciously raised into a smile.
Mr. Gao, on the other hand, did not move at all and waited for the dealer to give him the first faceplate.
When the first card fell, Kojiro Yamamoto was like a A peach. It was simply too big, and Mr. Gao was the smallest square 2.
"Now it's Mr. Yamamoto's turn." The dealer said.
Kojiro Yamamoto maintained his ugly smile and directly threw down two million, saying: "Oh Mr. Gao, your card is too small, I advise you not to follow, right? Otherwise, the outcome would be decided, which would be too boring. "
"Not necessarily, Mr. Yamamoto." Mr. Gao laughed it off. Although his cards weren't as good as the other person's, he still threw down his chips and chose to follow.
Kojiro Yamamoto said with disdain, "You have guts, but that pig will always be that pig."
It was Zhina again. This Kojiro Yamamoto was too arrogant and did not have any words to say to stop him, which caused the entire venue to be filled with rage.
I was very unhappy. If it wasn't for the place restriction and the presence of too many people, I would have stood out and beat Kojiro Yamamoto to death.
And I'm not the only one, the Chinese people will probably beat him to death.
Facing such deliberate provocation and humiliation, Mr. Gao raised his eyebrows in a rare moment and retorted without hesitation, "Mr. Yamamoto is really not humble. Could it be that all the people in your country are like Mr. Yamamoto? "If that is the case, it is I who have overestimated the quality of your country."
"Hmph, against someone from a certain country, there's no need to respect him." Kojiro Yamamoto said.
Mr. Gao laughed, "Oh, I understand. No wonder your country treats America like a grandson."
"Cut the crap, the dealer has sent the tags, we use our strength to speak." Kojiro Yamamoto's face turned green as he hurriedly changed the topic. It seemed that he was afraid of this.
"Send the cards." Mr. Gao did not continue arguing. He was very calm and gently turning the ring on his finger.
"Yes." The dealer nodded and immediately handed out a second faceplate.
Kojiro Yamamoto got a Red Peach J and Mr. Gao got a Black Peach K.
In terms of cards, Kojiro Yamamoto still held the advantage. Other than a hidden ace that could not be seen, there were various other cards like A and J.
Compared to the 2 square of Mr. Gao and the K of Spades, Kojiro Yamamoto's card game is simply a crushing trend, not to mention the possibility of the same flower.
"Five million." Kojiro Yamamoto casually pushed the five million chips to the front.
But suddenly, Mr. Gao, who was poor at cards, slowly brought out 20 million chips!
"20 million."
At this moment, the audience gasped. No one, including me, knew what Mr. Gao was doing.
According to common sense, Mr. Gao should not have followed the rules. Why did he still bet 20 million more than the other party by four times, and one third of all the chips!
However, not only did Mr. Gao choose to follow the deal, he even followed 20 million.
At this moment, Kojiro Yamamoto sneered and said, "Mr. Gao, isn't your trick of stealing a chicken way too obvious?"
"Are you sure?" Mr. Gao was neither impatient nor anxious, he became more and more unfathomable.
Kojiro Yamamoto's expression changed slightly, but he seemed uncertain. He quickly waved his hand and asked the dealer to send out the third card.
After the third card was displayed, Kojiro Yamamoto couldn't help but laugh. It turned out to be a Peach Q.
Red Peach A, Q, J, and a hidden card. Kojiro Yamamoto's cards were horrifying.
However, Mr. Gao's cards are 2 squares, K spades, 6 plum blossoms, compared to the other side, rotten to the point that it cannot be worse.
"30 million." Kojiro Yamamoto threw the chips decisively.
When everyone thought that Mr. Gao would give up, he actually chose to bet 30 million on it, leaving only a few million.
"I'll follow."
The moment he said that, everyone was shocked. Everyone thought that Mr. Gao had gone mad!
Even I couldn't help but get up, and my expression changed.