Yun Jin’s face was grim as she watched the red 8 of hearts on the gambling table, her delicate eyebrows furrowing instantly.
Shen Mengqing, standing beside Yun Jin, also looked extremely displeased.
She knew my capabilities.
To be utterly outmatched when the opponent only cut the cards and didn't touch them was, to Shen Mengqing, utterly unbelievable.
At this moment, Shen Mengqing kept looking at me with eyes filled with extreme shock and surprise.
As for me, I ignored the gazes of those around me, my own sight locked firmly onto Tang Enqi.
After receiving the payout cash, Tang Enqi glanced at me, adopting a provocative stance, and asked with a cold laugh, "Kid, are you scared witless by my foresight?"
Ignoring Tang Enqi's verbal provocation, I asked in a deep voice, "Are we continuing?"
"Of course, we're continuing! But..."
Pausing, Tang Enqi pointed to the pile of money in front of him and said meaningfully, "A hundred thousand per round isn't enough to knock you out of business. How about this?"
"Fifty thousand a round to pick up the pace, do you... dare to accept!?"
As soon as Tang Enqi finished speaking, everyone present couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
Such stakes were already sky-high on ordinary casual tables.
I didn't agree immediately, instead replying, "I apologize, but I need to ask the boss before I can privately raise the betting limit."
Under everyone's watchful eyes, let alone fifty thousand a round, even a million a round, I would definitely accept.
Because refusing would damage the casino's reputation.
But the prerequisite was Yun Jin's nod.
Hearing this, Tang Enqi immediately laughed.
"If you don't dare, just say you don't dare, why the hell are you bringing up the boss!?"
Upon hearing this, after exchanging a glance with Shen Mengqing, a chilling frost appeared on Yun Jin's face, and then she gave me a slight nod.
I knew Yun Jin had agreed to raise the betting limit.
So, I directly nodded and replied, "Fine! Since you say I don't dare, then I'll show you what it means to be young and impulsive! I accept!!!"
The reason I didn't expose Yun Jin was that I wanted to use this opportunity to appear impulsive in front of Tang Enqi.
So that he would think I was getting carried away, thereby lowering his guard and vigilance against me.
There was no other way!
In multi-deck Blackjack, Tang Enqi's skill was significantly higher than mine.
Moreover, this was a gamble that many people were watching.
If I changed my mind and said I wanted to switch decks, it would definitely invite criticism, with people saying the casino was playing dirty.
Therefore, I had to find an alternative approach, trying to find Tang Enqi's weakness from a perspective other than cheating, to see if I could find a way to win with a single decisive move...
After the betting limit was raised, Tang Enqi directly had his bodyguard take out thirty thousand in cash from his briefcase, adding it to the twenty thousand on the table, and threw it all into the gambling pot.
After Tang Enqi placed his bet, I began to shuffle the cards.
After shuffling, before dealing, I, as usual, handed the cards over for him to cut.
After Tang Enqi cut the cards, just like the previous round, after using the "Star-Plucking Hand" to scramble the card order as much as possible, I used the "Palm Card" technique to secretly take another card, just in case.
Now, I had two hidden cards of different denominations on me.
Since we were on home turf, I wasn't worried at all about Tang Enqi calling me out.
On the contrary, I was even waiting for him to call me out.
As long as he dared to speak up, I could immediately transfer the cards out.
With so many "dark lights" hidden in the crowd cooperating with me, Tang Enqi could only grasp at air!
In this way, his original rhythm would be disrupted.
Rhythm was a mysterious thing.
A cheater's rhythm was essentially the same as those netizens playing "Audition" and continuously hitting "perfect."
Once it was broken, it was hard to reconnect.
...
After all the cards were spread on the table, I began to deal.
In the first hand after the betting limit was raised, Tang Enqi hit 16 points.
In Blackjack, 16 points was a precarious hand, neither high nor low.
If he hit, only cards from Ace to 5 would be useful.
If he hit a 6 to King, he would instantly bust.
If he didn't hit, and the dealer had 17 points or more, it was as good as a death sentence.
I had expected that, given his usual unconventional play, Tang Enqi would most likely ask for another card.
But to my surprise, he chose to stand.
Although he was an expert at playing multi-deck cards, I truly didn't believe that after I had scrambled all the cards with the "Star-Plucking Hand" every round, he could still remember them all?
Thinking of this, I looked back at the cards in front of me: my face-up card was a 7, and my hidden card was an 8.
15 points, a fated match with Tang Enqi.
If he didn't hit, I had to hit!
Because the dealer must hit if they have 17 points or less.
I drew a card from the deck and flipped it over.
The dreaded... 7 of Spades! That's one more point!
Without a doubt, I lost again!
Looking at the 7 of Spades lying on the table, I unconsciously fell into a state of deep thought...
Rarely encountering an opponent!
Could it be that Tang Enqi's multi-deck cheating skills had truly reached the point of unfailing accuracy and divine perfection?
To verify this idea, after regaining my senses, I pretended to be angry and started to gather and shuffle the cards.
In reality, the moment I gathered the cards, I secretly palmed another card and hid it.
With 208 cards, losing three or four cards had no impact at all.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, unable to change the way we played, and without testing whether Tang Enqi could truly predict everything, my options were extremely limited.
After shuffling the cards and waiting for Tang Enqi to cut them, I didn't take the opportunity while returning the cards to palm and steal another one.
Firstly, it was unnecessary; three cards were enough.
Secondly, I decided to use this hand to further test Tang Enqi's skill level.
You claim to be able to predict everything, don't you?
I want to see if you can still predict the card order with this hand!
Even if you can calculate it, have you calculated that I might be cheating!?
Having made up my mind, I began to deal.
In this hand, Tang Enqi hit 17 points.
Unlike the dealer, a player hitting 17 points has the option to stand or hit.
After pretending to ponder for a moment, Tang Enqi ultimately chose to hit.
This single action convinced me that this guy had calculated the subsequent card order again!
If nothing unexpected happened, the next hidden card would definitely be a 4 or lower.
As soon as Tang Enqi said he wanted to hit, all attention in the room instantly focused on him.
Including Yun Jin and Shen Mengqing, almost everyone wanted to see if Tang Enqi was truly that miraculous, getting whatever card he wanted every time.
Seeing this situation, I decisively decided... to change my strategy!
There was no other way; his reputation was growing higher and higher. If he won this hand too, it would be very difficult for me to control the rhythm later on.