~： The fifth year story 086, Royal Flush

Time...tick...tick...

The tavern that has not yet opened is full of silence.

Just as full, there is the extreme tension.

Can you still feel your breathing while holding the card? No, maybe I should say, can he still feel alive?

By now, the gambler had concentrated his entire energy on his fingers, holding the five cards tightly. His forehead was full of sweat, his clothes were soaked, and even his seat was covered with a thin layer of water stains. The sweat slid down his tight calves and wet a large area under his feet. .

"So..."

Finally, Scarface seemed to make a decision. Xie Huo held his breath, and even trembled because of tension.

"I change three."

Things are going in a bad direction! Scarface resolutely threw down the three cards. According to the rules, these discarded cards could not be seen before the end of the game, and they were placed back to one side. But evil fire doesn't need to know, it must not be the ace of spades anyway. The most important thing is... Next, will he use this 3 in 12 chance to successfully get the 9 and form three?

Card... Take it from the deck.

Scarface closed the two cards in his hand, began to pinch the three cards with both hands, slowly...slowly...opened in front of his eyes...

The first... His expression has not changed. Xie Huo let out a sigh of relief.

The second... His expression remained unchanged. Xie Huo squeezed his fists, and couldn't help becoming nervous again.

The third...

Evil Fire's fist is already tight and can crush the iron ball!

And the expression of Scarface...

He raised his head and glanced at Xie Huo. Afterwards, he combined the three cards on the two cards on the table, leaned comfortably on the chair, and smiled.

"!!!!!!"

What does it mean?

He smiled? What does his smile mean? !

Impossible... absolutely impossible! Although the odds are slightly improved, they are still 3 in 12 odds! One quarter! He... how could he get the 9 so easily? !

Three...now...what should I do? He already has three in his hand! Now... what should I do? !

The sweat on Xie Huo's forehead rolled down like a waterfall. He once again brought the beer glass he had drunk to his mouth, licked the last drop of liquid inside, and then smashed the glass heavily on the table.

He now has three...three nines!

This also means that even if you fold two cards and successfully get a pair of ace and a pair of jacks, you can't beat the opponent! what should I do now? !

"Okay, my friend. I'll change the cards, it's your turn."

Scarface smiled confidently, he asked the bartender to pour himself a glass again, raised his head, and drank without hesitation.

Xie Huo knew... of course he knew that it was time for him to change cards now!

But what should I do now? What can I do to successfully defeat the opponent's three 9s?

………………Yes, there are methods, there are methods!

But this method has a very serious price!

If you want to change two pairs, you can fold two cards to win the club A. The odds are 2 in 12.

But if you want to complete that card type, you can only discard one card to win the most crucial decisive hand! The chance... is 1 in 12.

The odds have been doubled!

Spades, a royal flush.

And the most critical card-10 of spades! Now...maybe in the pile of 9 cards, waiting quietly for yourself!

Xie Huo wiped his sweat, and shook it, and the ground beside his feet became wet again.

Come... let's first calculate how likely you are to win the 10 of spades.

First of all, this scar face throws a pair away. What is the probability that there may be a 10 of spades in this pair...? With 17 pokers, remove the 9 of the original pair in his hand, and out of the 15 cards, the probability that he might get a 10 of spades is 1 in 15. Then, the probability of successfully forming a pair of 10 is 1 in 5.

Then, he discarded the pair of cards and the discarded card. Assuming that there are no 10 of spades in it, then he draws into the deck and removes the 9 from the 11 cards. The probability that the 10 of spades will reach his hand is... …1 in 11.

The odds are...not too great. As for himself, the chance of touching a 10 of spades now is one in nine.

Xie Huo took a deep breath and exhaled it again.

This is the end of the matter, and he can no longer escape. Facing the smiling face on the opposite side of Scarface, he gritted his teeth...

"I...change a card."

Xie Huo stretched his hand to the J of Hearts, almost shaking, and drew the card out. Now, he has a suit of spades from A to J in his hand. It seems very tough at first glance. But if you fail this blog, then these four spades are just useless waste.

"Okay, please."

Scarface made a pleased gesture, appearing confident. Xie Huo glanced at his face, took a deep breath again, and reached out to the deck of cards...

Whoosh!

The first poker card was drawn, and the evil fire pressed it firmly on the table. This act of drawing the cards seemed to make him consume a lot of energy. He was panting heavily and sweating profusely, which seemed to be more difficult than fighting the enemy on the battlefield for three days and three nights without closing his eyes. After a few heavy breaths, he gritted his teeth, drew the card fiercely, and patted the table—

"open!"

Move your hand away, the number and color under the palm are...

………………………………………………! ! !

"Cube............ 9——————????????!!!!!!"

Xie Huo's eyes widened, and he looked at the card under his palm in disbelief. He opened his mouth, and his surprise was more serious than he lost the gambling! While he was in a daze, the scar face over there turned the card over with a smile...

With three miscellaneous cards, the biggest is no more than 8 of spades. The remaining two are the smallest pairs of 52 playing cards——

Two clubs and two spades.

"I lost?"

Xie Huo looked at the card in the opponent's hand in disbelief. I couldn't recover for a while. But the facts are in front of him, he did lose, and he lost very thoroughly. Faced with this ending, he was stunned for about a minute before he collapsed back into his chair, collapsed all over, as if a battle, with fatigue and cramps.

"………………I lost."

After five minutes of slowing down, Xie Huo recovered, and shook his head pale and gave a wry smile.

"I wish to accept the bet, you win. As agreed, my clothes belong to you."

Xie Huo pushed his clothes forward and sighed helplessly.

Scarface looked at the clothes Xie Huo handed over, and then looked at him wearing only a pair of pants, the smile on his face gradually became serious.

"Friend, you should have said just now that you want to use all your clothes as a mortgage?"

"Huh? Yeah, so, these are yours."

"No, no, no, I mean, ‘all the clothes in your whole body’. But you see, your lower body... seems to have something not taken off clean?"