"I give up changing the cards." Mingyue stretched out her hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Mr. Red Fox, do you want to change the cards?"

The man in the red fox mask stared at Miss Gray Rabbit for a long time, and finally discarded three cards as planned, exchanging them for a straight flush starting with 10 and ending with K.

Since the straight flush is greater than four of a kind, the man with the red fox mask wins.

"Why is this happening?" Ooka Hongye looked at the cards on the table. "We should be able to make a straight flush, and a royal flush at that."

"It can't be changed." Mingyue looked at Ooka Hongye, "All the 10s are in Mr. Red Fox's hand. We can only form a straight flush ending with 9, so no matter how we combine, the cards will be smaller than his."

Ooka Hongye said somewhat disappointedly: "If I had known this would be the case, I would have formed a royal flush at the beginning. Then even if it was a tie, he would still lose!"

"After all, Mr. Red Fox wanted me to lose this game from the beginning, right?" Mingyue looked at the red fox masked man sitting opposite her. "After all, according to the rules of the game, if I lose, I have to answer your questions, but you lose without any punishment."

The red fox masked man's eyes suddenly widened, and he stared at Miss Gray Rabbit with a slightly raised mouth corner without blinking, thinking: Could it be that she planned to lose this game from the beginning, but what good would that do her?

"Mr. Red Fox, what question do you want to ask me?"

"Who are you?" The man in the red fox mask asked the question without any hesitation. After all, this was what he really wanted to know.

"Huh?" Mingyue blinked, slightly surprised, and complained in her heart: It's just this question, I thought it was a tricky question.

However, this aroused the vigilance of the man in the red fox mask, because he found that the girl sitting opposite him did not seem to be panicked at all, which meant that she was either a highly intelligent criminal with a very strong psychological quality, or an ordinary person who was completely unaware of the situation.

"Who am I?" Mingyue chuckled and continued, "I'll tell you when the time is right. After all, the rules of the game don't require me to tell you the answer right away, right?"

The man in the red fox mask had a gloomy face and stared at the gray rabbit in front of him.

Mingyue's eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile. After all, her goal had been achieved. Now was a good time to say goodbye, so she smiled and said, "Since you doubt my identity, it would be better for us to go our separate ways."

However, the red fox naturally didn't want to let the gray rabbit go.

"We promised Mr. Black Wolf that we would take care of you, at least until he comes back." The man in the red fox mask thought that it would be better to delay for a while. Maybe the girl knew something about the cruise ship.

Mingyue chuckled, "He, he once promised my sister to take good care of me, but what happened? He was curious about other things and left me here. You can also leave me to her." Mingyue pointed at Zhuozi.

"Little Moon..." Ooka Hongye didn't know why a game turned out like this. She wanted to go forward and hug Mingyue, but was restrained in the arms of the old butler Mononobe.

"Monobe! I order you to let go!"

"Sorry, miss..." The old butler Mononobe hugged Ooka Koye tightly and let Ooka Koye toss her around.

The conjoined twins were finally separated.

At this time, the man in the red fox mask finally came to his senses. Starting from the moment the gray rabbit sent the black wolf away, everything that happened afterwards seemed to be designed and planned by her, and even the game he came up with was used.

If she were an enemy, the consequences would be disastrous. Moreover, she was still so young. If she grew up...

The man in the red fox mask felt a chill down his spine.

Mingyue prepared to get up and leave.

However, the man with the red fox mask was one step faster than Mingyue and stopped her.

"What? You suspect me and won't let me leave? Aren't you afraid that I will frame you?" Mingyue put her hands on her hips and looked at the man who was blocking her way with great dissatisfaction.

At this time, a group of people were walking towards Mingyue.

At the same time, the cruise ship's broadcasting sounded: "Congratulations to the two distinguished and only Miss Rabbits who received the name tags with the letters A and M. Those who have the name tags with letters will directly advance to the next game."

Mingyue looked at the chips and the name tag inlaid with amethysts in front of her and felt bad. Although she expected such a scene to happen, there were too many people here. Mingyue was annoyed that she had misjudged the time of the other party's arrival, and was annoyed that she was tripped by the Ooka family and could not get away in time.

But Mingyue didn't expect that Ooka Hongye also obtained an alphabetical brand, and it was the letter A, the first of the twenty-six letters.

Ooka Hongye looked at the mountain of chips in front of her and stood there at a loss.

Everyone around them looked at them, dozens of eyes filled with greed.

After hearing the broadcast, three bottles of whiskey quickly rushed from the second floor to the ninth floor. However, the elevator was full at this time and everyone was looking for the two Miss Rabbits.

"As long as you grab the letter name tag from the rabbit, you can advance! Quick, go find it!"

"It doesn't matter even if we kill them. They're just rabbits, and we're ferocious hounds!"

People around were talking about it, and almost everyone was discussing the two Miss Rabbits.

"Take the stairs!" Lei didn't want to delay for a moment. After all, the fox alone could not stop so many people. If Mingyue was taken out of the restaurant, then...

Lei didn't dare to think further. After all, they had seen the dark side of this game before.

Time goes back to dozens of minutes ago, on the second floor of the cruise ship.

The moment Lei stepped onto the second deck, he heard loud music and shouts of crazy betting everywhere, just as he had guessed.

He put his hands in his pockets, guessing that Scotland and Bourbon must be here, and looked around for them. However, the second deck was full of people. There were no partition walls, but it was like a maze, and it was easy to get lost in it.

The flashing lights and passionate rock music interfered with Lei's movements, and the passing crowd hindered Lei's steps.

There are thirty-seven small squares on the rapidly spinning roulette wheel, with numbers from 0 to 36 printed on them.

After jumping several times, the white ball landed in the grid marked 26.

"Ouch! Just a little bit!"

"It's over! I lost everything, I lost everything! I lost everything..."

Bourbon's ears were filled with wailing, but he still casually reached out and threw a chip on the number 26.

"Young man, you won't get the number you just hit this time." The old man wearing a kangaroo mask advised with great sorrow.

Bourbon looked at the old man and found that he seemed to be the oldest person he had ever seen on this cruise ship.

The old man held a few pitifully small chips in his hand, stretched his neck to look at the rapidly spinning white ball on the roulette wheel, with a worried look on his face.

The masked dealer reminded those who had not placed any bets to do so.

The old man still looked conflicted.

"Old man, you don't want to bet?"

"I... I'm afraid I'll lose money if I make a mistake..."

Scotland walked up to the old man and whispered, "If you don't want to lose money, don't gamble." After all, every casino has a set commission rate, and the dealer will not lose money no matter what. As for gamblers, although there is a chance of winning, the best way to avoid losing money is not to gamble.

Nine out of ten times you will lose in any gambling, and here it is very likely that you will lose ten out of ten times.

Bourbon was still calmly moving the chips in his hand, but he was actually secretly observing the actions of the people around him. For example, the old man who had been walking around but was reluctant to place a bet, Bourbon had been watching him for a long time.

"I'm different from you guys. You're all rich young men. My child is still waiting for me to give him money to treat his illness. If I were in better health, I wouldn't have to rely on this luck to make money."

The roulette wheel stopped spinning, and as expected, the white ball did not fall into square 26, but instead fell into square 13.

The dealer pushed the chips in front of him.

“See, the numbers that have been matched before will definitely not be matched in the next round.” The old man slapped his thigh in pain.

Bourbon rolled his eyes, picked out a medium-sized chip from the pile of chips in front of him and handed it to the old man, "Uncle, this chip is my tuition. Go to the service desk to exchange it for money and don't gamble anymore."

"Oh! This, this is so embarrassing." The old man said this, but his body honestly took the chips, said thank you, and left quickly.

A young man holding a toothpick in his mouth replaced the old man and sat next to Bourbon. "Wow, quite generous. Did the old man tell you that he has a child who needs medical treatment?"

Bourbon didn't understand, but nodded anyway.

"He is lying to you. He doesn't have any children. Besides, gambling is risky. How can you make money faster by telling stories and gaining sympathy?" The young man holding a toothpick grinned, "Only young men like you who are ignorant of the world would believe his lies."

Bourbon frowned slightly.

“When playing roulette, there is actually a sure-fire way to win!” As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at the young man next to Bourbon, only to see the young man take out thirty-six chips and place them on numbers except 13.

The dealer spins the roulette wheel and throws the ball.

As expected, the ball stopped on a number other than 13. This time the winning number was 21, and the young man was very happy.

Someone questioned: "I used thirty-six chips and won thirty-five. What kind of winning method is this?"

"The real show has just begun!" The young man continued to place bets. This time he placed ten chips on all the numbers except 13 and 21.

After placing his chips, the young man stretched out his arm and put it on Bourbon's shoulder. "Young man, who is not familiar with the ways of the world, would you like to learn my method and place a bet together? I guarantee you will win."

The dealer calmly spun the roulette wheel.

This time, nothing unexpected happened and the ball landed on number 9.

The young man obtained 350 chips at one time, which was a one-time payback, and he also earned nine more chips.

Some people began to follow the young man's example.

"Last time I bet ten chips, this time I'm going to bet a hundred!" the young man said excitedly, "Except for 9, 13, and 21, I'll win if I bet on any number, and the numbers I bet on will get smaller and smaller. Although the winning chips are not much, they will add up to a lot."

The gamblers near the roulette wheel became excited and began to place their bets.

Bourbon had a gloomy face as he watched the roulette wheel slowly stop turning.

"Ah?!" The young man widened his eyes, because the white ball fell into the grid marked 13, and 13 happened to be the first number he eliminated.

All the chips on the table were taken away by the dealer.

Someone looked at the young man who was almost scared silly and laughed at him mercilessly, "Hehe, you are stupid, you have lost everything. Your method is not a sure win, it's just a scam. It's so pitiful!"

"I... I still have chips. I don't believe 13 will appear for the third time in such a short period of time." The young man continued to place chips on the other thirty-four numbers, muttering, "No, my method is absolutely fine."

Bourbon stared at the dealer wearing a blank mask. Because of the mask, he had no idea what expression the dealer had at the moment.

The dealer spun the wheel again and threw out the white ball.

The young man stared at the roulette wheel. He seemed very panicked. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, took out a bag of pickled plums from his inner pocket and gently tore open the outer wrapping paper.


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