Superman

Set the hour hand back to one hour ago.

Luke looked up at the Hell Hotel with billowing smoke and dark flames, and walked to the front of the long queue.

Just like Howard did, he held a few banknotes between his fingers and handed them to the little black man wearing a big gold chain.

The latter readily took it, and then gave up the position.

The smell of ink on banknotes is so addictive at all times.

"The residents of Las Vegas turned a blind eye to the strangeness of this hotel, but they kept coming in."

Luke swept over with the "all-seeing eye" in The Book of Emperor Weishan, and looked at the two security guards at the door.

Beneath the human skin is a hideous body surrounded by hell flames and with devil horns.

Entering the door of the hotel, the welcoming lady dressed as a succubus looks almost the same as herself.

They all have red skin, enchanting figure, evil chest, and a long and thin tail that keeps shaking.

"This fits Howard's taste."

Luke suddenly remembered something very serious.

According to Alessandro, Howard walked into the Hell Hotel and never came out again.

He preconceived that Mephisto had engaged in some conspiracy.

Another way of thinking is that old-fashioned critics like Howard may have been drained by the succubus.

In a state of exhaustion with exhausted ammunition and food, legs are weak and unable to walk.

After thinking about it for a while, Luke actually felt that such a possibility was extremely high.

After all, Howard even had a female vampire, and the taste was very mixed.

"Let me find Mephisto, where is that old devil..."

Luke walked to the front desk for chips exchange, and his attention was instantly drawn to him.

Under his "all-seeing eye", the blue, red, and white bargaining chips with the horned devil's design were turned into distorted faces.

All are human souls!

"Pain and suffering are the currency of Hell Hotel."

The waiter who redeemed the chips read the written lines and said blankly: "Guest, everything you need is available in Hell Hotel."

"But the premise is that you have to give your soul to win game after game."

Luke pursed his lips, Mephisto was also a wizard.

With the soul chip + casino model, a circulation system is constructed.

It seems that the old devil has been proficient in various ways of cutting leeks during these years of wandering in the world.

What devil securities company, hell loan company-the slogan has been thought out: borrowing without threshold, guaranteeing the lowest interest, and never violent collection.

"Can I go to the gambling table without chips?"

Luke glanced at the scales that weighed his soul, wondering if he stood up to expose himself.

"It's okay. We have a pledge contract here. As long as you sign your name, you can get chips."

The waiter took out several paper contracts with circles of exquisite patterns on the edges.

"Ten years can be exchanged for one blue chip, 30 years for three, and so on."

The blue chips are equivalent to the casino's ten-thousand-dollar bill, with red chips and white chips behind them, which represent different values.

"Wow, there is actually a pledge contract for a thousand years."

Luke gave an exaggerated cry. The old devil was still cruel enough to cut leek.

If anyone thinks this is just a game, sign this pledge contract.

Once the soul bargaining chips are exhausted, he will give Mephisto a thousand years of free work, and he will never rest in peace in his life.

"I want to sign a thousand years."

Luke drew out the pledge contract and signed without hesitation-the name of the Supreme Mage.

This kind of contract is binding, so it's better to use Gu Yi as a shield.

Anyway, the Supreme Master should be very experienced in refusing to collect and repay debts.

"Okay, guest, this is your bargaining chip."

The waiter happily put away the contract and handed Luke the tray full of blue chips.

"Let me see what's fun... Texas Hold'em, this is it."

Luke turned around, squeezed into the large poker area, and sat down at a gambling table.

"Here is another fat sheep."

Hashim, pretending to be a gambler, glanced at the chips in Luke's tray and smiled coldly.

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Time goes back to now.

Texas Hold'em has always been a popular game play in casinos.

The number of participants generally ranges from two to twenty.

There are three categories: limited betting tables, staking limit tables, and unlimited betting tables.

The rules are more complicated in detail, and it is easy for others to misunderstand the number of words.

So to briefly summarize, at the beginning of the game, each player will get two cards face down.

After several rounds of card dealing and betting, players must combine the hole cards with the community cards to make up the largest card, and then compare the cards with other players.

From big to small, there are almost ten types of cards.

The biggest is a royal flush, and the smaller ones are three, two pairs, one pair, etc.

The Texas Hold'em competition is to calculate the card type and psychological game.

Experts can read cards and guess cards.

Basically, at the beginning of the game, you know what kind of hand you should play in this round, and then you start to guess the opponent's hand, and start a fierce psychological game.

For example, some people are obviously not big, but like to call frantically to put pressure on their opponents.

There are also veterans who are very good at using "bluffing" methods.

Speak loudly, act arrogantly,

Use this kind of performance to scare the opponent out of calling, or feel suspicion, to achieve the ultimate goal.

Hashim was once the re-elected champion of the World Poker Tournament and is proficient in a variety of playing cards, including bridge, stud, blackjack and so on.

Texas Hold'em is even more of his specialty. His innate card reading talent allows this guy to form the most suitable card type every round and win the opponent's chips smoothly.

Since the soul fell into hell and lost its free body.

Hashim endures the scorching heat, the scent of sulfur, and the whispering evil spirits every day.

Hell is not a good place.

Otherwise, those demons, demons, and even Mephisto himself, why would they go to the world to wander around twice?

It wasn't until the establishment of the Hell Hotel, that Hashim, who was a betting on dogs, was remembered by Mephisto.

He has become a devil's minion, temporarily leaving the terrible lower hell.

Become the regional manager of the hotel and casino, responsible for all matters related to playing cards.

Within a few days, Hashim has ruined dozens of guests, lost all their soul chips, and became a slave to the Lord of Hell.

In short, his performance is very good.

Until Hashim met the bastard sitting opposite, a young guy who won 32 games in a row!

"You definitely cheated!"

Hashim was incompetent and furious, and the blue veins on his forehead appeared.

Bloodshot eyes, staring straight at Luke's spread of cards.

A, K, Q, J, 10, five cards of the same suit, form a royal flush.

"How could this kind of card appear!"

With thin cheeks, Hashim, like a drug addict, felt his brain explode.

According to his calculations, the ratio of a royal flush is 30939:1, which translates into a probability of 0.003%.

In other words, unless there is a miracle or Luke cheated, it is completely impossible to make up this rare card type that takes the whole game.

"If you win, you can't afford to lose? It's a very bad behavior to blame your opponent for cheating without evidence."

A blue chip with the largest denomination rolled between Luke's fingers, and within two hours of entering the casino, he had already won five souls.

"Let's stop here, you have lost my interest in continuing the game, and you have lost all of it."

Luke bent his finger and flicked the rolling chips to the lady succubus next to him.

The bargaining chip branded with the devil's horns fell into the middle of the latter's chest.

"You are so charming! Hell Hotel will always welcome high-profile guests like you!"

A blue chip is roughly equivalent to one-third to one-fifth of human soul weight.

This is not a small amount.

Miss Succubus wanted to stick her body to Luke.

The Hell Hotel also has performance appraisal. They can earn a certain amount of soul bargaining chip by working for Mephisto.

The old devil knows how to drive the "employees" under his hands, so that the demons can enjoy the benefits of social animals.

"Wait! I can gamble again!"

Hashim thought of his achievements and bonuses, and his face was cruel.

"I can bet on my soul!"