Shi Dali had obviously figured it out when he made this move.

He can't win, anyway, the cards are always smaller than Yamu, so why do you have to play such a game?

If you are competing with children, you can also fool them.

However, facing such masters, the extra movements seem boring.

So, if you lose, you lose, that is, only 300 million, and he can still afford to lose.

He released the chips and said what he should say. Shi Dali planned to get up and leave, which made Yamu on the opposite side completely confused.

That's right, as a disciple of the American gambling king, he has seen any kind of opponent, but he didn't frown after 300 million, and then directly pushed out the chips. This is the first time he has seen such a person.

"What are you doing? What are you kidding? Who are you looking down on?"

As a disciple of the American gambling king, Yamu will never allow anyone to offend his dignity!

But no matter how I explained it, Shi Dali looked down on himself, and even didn't look at him with sunglasses.

What is this?

Through translation, Yamu immediately shouted, even quite excited.

So Shi Dali was stopped.

"I said, no matter how his cards are bigger than me, and if he wins, what else can he do?"

After this, Teacher Shi was not happy anymore.

I was so unlucky that I was in a very depressed mood, but I refused to agree to it after admitting defeat. Is there something wrong with it?

Immediately, the translator next to explained Shi Dali's meaning to Yamu.

After listening, Yamu's eyes showed a hint of strangeness.

"How did you know that the card must be smaller than mine?"

This question is really weird. After all, it is because there are too many chips of 300 million, which makes this way of admitting defeat seems a bit difficult to figure out.

"Why are there so much nonsense? I'm sure I'm young and don't believe it?"

Shi Dali was in a worse mood after being asked like this.

He couldn't bear to give up on three hundred million. The most important thing is that the winning or losing of the game is related to Mo Yuqing's safety. If he could, of course he wanted to win the game.

But, there is no way!

"You don't have to admit defeat. I am the most important thing about making others convinced. You said that your cards have always been smaller than me, right? I don't believe it anymore. Let's turn the rules around. Whose cards are smaller, who wins the game? How about it?"

Seeing Shi Dali getting up and leaving again, Yamu suddenly spoke.

If you want to talk about the disciples of the American Gambling King, they have different spirits. The four words of convincing oral translation made Shi Dali stunned.

"That's what he really said?"

Staring at the translator, Teacher Shi was still not sure.

"Yes, Mr. Yamu's words must be kept, but it's a pity... you will lose to him no matter what, the rules don't matter."

This translator was also quite confident and finally took the opportunity to criticize Shi Dali for his wholeheartedly.

After Shi Dali understood it, he suddenly grinned and rubbed his hands.

"I haven't tried this? Not good, right? Why do I feel embarrassed..."

When he was in the lounge before, Shi Dali had already tried it. In the case of bad luck, his card must be the smallest, no doubt!

In this case, if the rules of the game are changed, is it really possible to turn defeat into victory?

The more I thought about it, the more Shi Dali felt it was feasible.

However, it will take a test to find out whether the result is like this.

"What a ridiculous guy. Do you really think you can defeat me like this? Why do you know that the card face has always been smaller than me? Don't you know that I am Yamu, the disciple of the Gambling King?"

Seeing that Shi Dali really planned to agree with this rule, Yamu smiled happily.

His arrogance is beyond doubt.

Especially when participating in this gambling competition, he just wanted to get the final first place and then slapped the Chinese gambling god in the face.

Therefore, the rules are not important, and ability is his most confident trump card!

"That's OK, but don't regret losing later, don't say that I won't win."

With some sympathy, Shi Dali said to Yamu.

Through this exchange, he thought this kid was pretty good. Although he was a little careless, this was a good thing!

"Haha, it's really interesting, interesting Chinese."

After laughing, Yamu had no idea where Shi Dali's confidence came from.

In this way, at the unanimous request of both sides, the organizer also agreed with their intentions.

Whoever has a smaller card wins!

In fact, everyone's mind is the same as Yamu. No matter what the rules become, Yamu cannot lose to Shi Dali. How can he say that he is a personal disciple of the American gambling king? And Shi Dali, a little-known boy, is really nothing comparable.

Compared to this game, Wang Qi and Xue Pan on the other side basically attracted more than half of the attention of the whole game.

There is no way, the other positions are basically crushing, only here is evenly matched, plus the brothers of the same sect and the Wang family and Xue family behind it, so it is full of gimmicks, which is naturally exciting.

"This time, I will convince you of losing."

Staring at Wang Qi opposite, Xue Pan's emotions were completely motivated.

For so many years, he has been chasing Wang Qi, just like the Xue family has been chasing Wang family, but it has always been a bit short of it.

This time, they had such an opportunity to compete on the same stage, and he was very excited.

In contrast, Wang Qi was much calmer. After so many years of silence, he was very confident in his strength.

The victory over Xue Pan is another proof!

"Come on, let me see your skills."

He lowered his voice, Wang Qi said.

And so, their game began.

Of course, the match between Shi Dali and Yamu has also begun.

"How do you want to play?"

Looking at Shi Dali, Yamu completely maintained the demeanor that the American Gambling King disciple should have, so he took the lead in asking.

"It's better to be simpler. Let's bet and draw cards. Each of us draws one. Whose card has a smaller face...who wins?"

At the end, Shi Dali looked at Yamu seriously.

Having reached this point, he was also worried that Yamu would suddenly regret it, and that would not be fun at all.

"Haha, it's quite interesting, then let's start."

Grinning, Yamu felt that Shi Dali was just a clown.

No matter what, he will use his strong strength to make the kid in front of him lose all his chips!

As soon as he agreed, Shi Dali immediately threw out the chips.

"Let's do this, I'll bet ten yuan first, let's try it."

Very nervous, Teacher Shi said.

But this sentence made Yamu's mouth tremble.

A game of 300 million yuan, and the two sides added up to 600 million yuan in funds.
Chapter completed!