After about four or five minutes of hesitation, until Uncle Qiu at the gambling table and Lin Jiahuan were getting impatient, I finally made my final decision.
My decision was…
"Hit!"
As I spoke, to let Lin Jiahuan and the others see my nervousness, my hand holding the lighter trembled slightly as I lit my cigarette.
Seeing this, Uncle Qiu's lips immediately curved into a chilling arc.
As for Lin Xinyu, she was fine.
As if she were a dealer, the moment she heard me call for a hit, she drew a card and presented it to me. kanδん
On our side, cards with a total of 12 to 15 points are called "four-cut cards."
These four types of hands have neither high nor low points, making them easy to bust if you hit, and almost a free giveaway if you don't.
Since "four of a kind" leads to death, "four-cut cards" are also called "dead-cut cards."
The moment Lin Xinyu handed me the hole card, before I could even see it…
I noticed that all the onlookers in the room had, almost in unison, turned their gaze towards me.
My hands, in particular, were the focus of countless stares.
Seeing this, I feigned nervousness and took a deep breath, then slowly moved my hands to the hole card and began to carefully fan it.
At this moment, I thought that everyone, including Cheng Minglang, must have assumed I was cheating by switching cards.
As for my own intentions… you'll find out by reading on!
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After covering the hole card with my hands, I immediately moved the card horizontally and began to fan it using the baccarat method of fanning the horizontal edges first.
During the fanning process, I deliberately added a gesture I had never used before.
While pressing down on the hole card with both hands, I pushed the hole card slightly inward with my ring fingers.
Seeing this, Uncle Qiu at the table and the shadowy figures standing behind him, their eyes immediately widened.
Without even guessing, I knew everyone else felt the same!
At this moment, all eyes were fixed, locked onto my hands.
It seemed that as soon as I made any unusual move, they were ready to call a halt to the game and start accusing me of cheating.
Unfortunately for them… they were disappointed!
From beginning to end, after making that move, there was no follow-up; I simply started fanning the cards.
With my thumbs on the two corners of the horizontal edge, I began to slowly fan upwards.
A sliver of the hole card was gradually revealed before my eyes…
When I saw no face cards appear, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief and then gave Uncle Qiu a cold smile.
This is a deceptive psychological tactic outside of cheating techniques, commonly seen in stud poker games.
Seeing this, Uncle Qiu's eyes instantly narrowed slightly, and his expression became tense.
Having received a relatively safe point total, Uncle Qiu decided not to hit.
And by not hitting, it meant he was not cheating.
It was clear that Uncle Qiu was very nervous at this moment.
He should indeed be nervous, because in this hand… I had no intention of cheating; I was going to rely on luck!
The pushing action earlier was something I deliberately added to make Uncle Qiu look, and also to try and mislead him.
In addition, the significance of the pushing action in the first round was to lay the groundwork for subsequent gambling rounds.
Only by letting everyone see habitual actions unrelated to cheating in gambling, and by having them form certain memories, could I provide cover for my cheating in the following rounds.
After all, compared to a strange and sudden action, habitual actions that have appeared repeatedly would naturally be considered less suspicious in everyone's eyes.
Getting back to the point.
The absence of face cards meant that the hole card in my hand was not any of the J, Q, or K cards.
Relying on luck had succeeded by a quarter.
Next, as long as it wasn't a four-sided card pattern, it would mean there was no danger of busting with this hand.
Then this reliance on luck would directly rise to one-third!
If there were no side cards, the starting point would be 4 points.
Combined with the previous 13 points, the minimum would be 17 points.
As long as it could be done without sides, then the probability would become fifty-fifty.
With that thought, I continued to fan the cards upwards, little by little…
There were sides!!!
The fifty-fifty chance had appeared!
The moment I saw the sides, I immediately resorted to my old trick, putting on a nervous demeanor and swallowing several times.
Seeing this, Uncle Qiu's brow twitched fiercely.
And I completely ignored Uncle Qiu and continued to fan the cards…
4 points, I lose.
Because I used three cards to get 17 points. Uncle Qiu only used two.
5678, I win.
Feigning a tremor in my hand, as the middle points were about to be revealed, I suddenly closed my eyes.
Then, I abruptly grabbed the hole card on the table and slammed it down onto the gambling table!
In fact, I already knew the points of the hole card before I closed my eyes.
Don't forget the method of guessing points by pushing the edges that I mentioned earlier.
The reason I closed my eyes and slammed the card was because I wanted Uncle Qiu to have a misconception.
Through my previous actions, I wanted him to subconsciously believe that after the gambling game truly began, I would eventually succumb to the oppressive atmosphere deliberately created by the Lin family.
This is what Uncle Tuo once called: the top cheaters cheat people!
Back then, Yu Shuang cheated me in the same way.
The difference between an ordinary cheater and a top cheater is never in the cheating technique itself, but in psychology.
Psychology is displayed through a series of details.
It's like playing a game; the difference between an ordinary player and a high-level player isn't that their skills are that bad, but that they lack attention to detail.
To put it bluntly, it's about making good use of every detail that can be utilized!
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"Holy shit! 18 points, a killer hand!"
Among the shadowy figures gathered around, many had already let out exclamations of surprise.
No one questioned me because they had all clearly seen that my hands had never left the hole card from beginning to end.
Under these circumstances, to cheat… unless the God of Gamblers, Gao Jin, possessed me with special abilities and directly rolled a 5 of a kind!
In the first round, neither Uncle Qiu nor I rashly chose to cheat, and the result was: I won!
Originally, in my plan, I hadn't intended to cheat in the first round, and it wouldn't have mattered even if I lost.
After all, the second round was Baccarat, which offered more opportunities for cheating than Blackjack and Stud Poker.
But now that I had unexpectedly won, my options for the second round had increased…