#797 - Chapter 797: Don’t know the art of gambling? Just know the tolerance rate! Unknown cheating m
Chen Fuhai wasn't worried about his son picking up gambling habits, nor was he worried about him losing money.
Instead…
He couldn't understand it!
His son had always been one to avoid losses.
If he wasn't proficient in gambling and didn't have a sure-win strategy, why would he gamble with the other party?
"We'll know in a moment."
Chen Hao picked up the cards to inspect them.
He had to admit, there was nothing wrong with the deck, meaning Fatty hadn't cheated…
No!
It only meant he hadn't cheated with the cards!
"Come on over."
Looking at the dazed Fatty, Chen Hao smiled and waved him over: "Do you want to shuffle, or should I?"
"Wh-Whatever…"
Fatty was trembling.
"You didn't cheat?"
Chen Hao asked while shuffling the cards.
"No… I swear, I didn't!"
Fatty's voice rose an octave.
However, Chen Hao didn't believe him.
He had two strategies.
If the other party hadn't cheated, he would use practical actions to tell his cousin that even without cheating, there was a way to win for sure.
But if they had cheated, he would expose the truth of the cheating, letting his cousin understand that nine out of ten gamblers are cheaters.
Shuffle.
Deal.
Three cards were dealt to each of them.
Chen Hao nodded, and Shi Dali put down 10,000 yuan as the ante. Fatty quickly took out cash as well.
However, Chen Hao's money was in neat stacks, and seeing that Fatty was still slowly counting, he waved his hand impatiently: "No need to put down cash, I'll remember it."
Three unpaired cards, the highest being a Jack.
"100,000," he bet.
Fatty was startled.
His hand was also bad, and he didn't dare to call, so he immediately folded.
"That's right!"
Chen Hao was worried the other party wouldn't dare to win: "If you keep losing, and lose too much to pay up, hehe…"
Fatty's bladder tightened, and he almost peed his pants.
He understood that if he kept losing, even with the ante, he could lose everything, right?
Second hand…
Third hand…
Each hand was the same: regardless of whether the cards were good or bad, Chen Hao directly bet 100,000, and when Fatty saw that his cards were bad, he immediately folded without calling.
Soon.
After four hands, Fatty had lost 40,000.
Fifth hand.
Suddenly!
Fatty felt a surge of joy.
7, 8, 9 straight!
In contrast, Chen Hao had been betting 100,000 every hand, and he didn't believe the other party had good cards every time.
He immediately called the 100,000, and Chen Hao bet another 100,000, which he called again.
But after calling a few times, Fatty didn't dare to continue.
The rules for炸金花 varied from place to place.
Double the bet!
Force the showdown!
Fatty directly put up 200,000.
And Chen Hao's cards…
3, 4, 9?
As expected, he was bluffing, clearly a garbage hand!
This hand, Fatty won 500,000!
The game continued.
Sixth hand.
After putting down the 10,000 ante, Chen Hao instructed Shi Dali: "1 million."
Damn!
Fatty was startled.
Wasn't he betting 100,000 each time before?
How did it become 1 million?
Seeing his hand, he immediately threw the cards away.
Chen Fuhai and Chen Fujiang, including Chen Jun, were all watching Chen Hao play, but they couldn't understand his style of play at all. Everyone thought… Chen Hao was clearly messing around and didn't know how to play 炸金花 at all.
Chen Fuhai finally believed that his son wasn't proficient in gambling.
Seventh hand…
Eighth hand…
After Fatty won once, Chen Hao bet 1 million every hand, and Fatty folded several hands in a row.
Until the 11th hand.
Seeing a pair of Aces in his hand, Fatty finally mustered his courage.
"1 million!" he raised.
"1 million," Chen Hao called.
And so on.
After Chen Hao raised for the fourth time, Fatty didn't dare to continue raising.
The pot already had several million!
Raise again…
His heart couldn't take it, okay?
"Pair of Aces!" Fatty doubled down and forced a showdown again.
"You lost."
Chen Hao threw three cards on the table.
It was…
A heart flush!
Fatty was instantly dumbfounded.
A total of 11 hands were played, and he didn't call in 9 of them, losing 90,000 in antes.
He won 500,000 in the fifth hand.
And this hand…
Betting four times, plus doubling down to force a showdown, he lost 6.01 million in one hand!
"I'm not playing anymore," Chen Hao grinned.
"But…" Fatty was anxious.
After deducting the previous winnings, he had lost a total of 5.6 million, and the other party wasn't playing anymore?
"Brother Jun, do you see?"
Chen Hao looked at Chen Jun: "He's bound to lose, sooner or later."
"I… I don't understand," Chen Jun mumbled.
"Still don't understand?!"
Chen Fujiang slapped his son on the head: "Xiao Hao bets every hand, and the other party doesn't dare to call every time. Even if the other party has a good hand and calls, Xiao Hao bets every hand, so who knows if his hand is good or not this time?"
Chen Hao winning was one thing.
If he lost…
Here comes the key point!
The next hand, he would increase the bet tenfold, from betting 100,000 to 1 million.
Continue!
If he lost again, he would increase it to 10 million!
100 million!
1 billion!
Each time he increased tenfold, he had trillions of dollars as a backing, meaning he had a huge margin for error—he could afford to lose.
But if the other party lost just once…
They were finished!
Not to mention the money they won before, they would have to spit out their capital!
Indeed, Chen Hao only knew the basic rules and didn't have great gambling skills.
But…
As long as the other party didn't cheat.
Regular gambling had probability issues.
He had countless opportunities for error, but the other party only needed to lose once…
Direct bankruptcy!
"Remember!"
Chen Hao stared at Chen Jun: "Gambling isn't just about cheating with the methods you know. In fact, even without cheating, it's still unfair—the amount of capital is the biggest unfairness!"
"Do you understand?!"
Chen Fujiang slapped him again: "If you gamble again in the future, I'll chop off your hands!"
"That's not it…"
Suddenly!
Chen Jun pointed at Fatty and shouted: "It wasn't the same before! Xiao Hao, when this fat bastard gambled with you, he didn't dare to cheat at all, but with me… he must have cheated!"
"How do you know?" Chen Hao was stunned.
"I'm clear-headed now. Thinking back… he seemed to know my cards!"
Previously, he was blinded by beauty, but now Chen Jun finally understood.
He lost on a few hands of opposing card types.
Usually.
When both sides have good hands, unless it's a super hand like three of a kind, they will be hesitant if the other party raises several times, even if their hand is good.
They would force the other party to show their cards.
But…
There were a few times with opposing card types, and the fat bastard wasn't afraid at all, and kept raising!
This didn't make sense!
"You cheated?" Chen Hao turned to look at Fatty.
"I…"
"Did you or did you not?!"
Suddenly!
The dark muzzle of a gun pointed at his head.
"Yes!"
Thump…
Fatty's legs went weak and he knelt down, immediately pissing his pants in fear: "Mr. Chen, don't kill me… I won't dare to do it again…"
"So, you were the one who tipped him off?" Chen Hao stared at Zheng Lin.
"No… really no!"
Zheng Lin was even more terrified and peed.
She really peed!
Yellowish-brown liquid flowed down her black stockings. She immediately collapsed on the ground, crying in fear: "I admit, I'm responsible for bringing marks… no! Bringing rich people here, but I didn't participate in the cheating…"
Seeing her collapsed on the ground and peeing, Chen Jun suddenly felt disgusted.
Slap!
He slapped himself hard.
How could he have liked this thing?
The current Zheng Lin…
Was disgusting!
On the other side, Chen Hao was a little puzzled.
He wasn't proficient in gambling, but he had knowledge in other areas. He had checked the playing cards before and there were no markings.
If the cards weren't marked, the most likely way to cheat was…
Zheng Lin stood next to Chen Jun and used some kind of coded language to tell Fatty his cards.
But…
Zheng Lin didn't seem to be lying!
How did Fatty cheat?
