Ten million, in less than two hours, I lost completely!

Rick's face was also quite ugly, and he stood up: "Mr. Qin..."

"etc!"

Mark interrupted Rick with an ugly expression: "Rick, are you ready to give up?"

Rick looked helpless: "I lost all ten million chips, this is losing. Don't worry, I will fulfill our previous agreement."

The agreement Rick mentioned refers to the bet he compensated Mark for 20% of his loss. Including the small win point in the first game, it was almost nearly two million.

Mark's eyes revealed a strong unwillingness. He walked to the table and sat down in Rick's position: "I'll bet with you again, will you come?"

Qin Yang laughed in silence: "Mr. Mark, if you have confidence in winning me, why ask Mr. Rick to deal with me today? Now that you are on the court, aren't you afraid of losing? Ten million US dollars, although not a lot, it's not a small amount..."

Qin Yang's words seemed very sincere, as if he was urging Mark not to come. Even if you came, you would lose to me and not waste money. But in Mark's ears, this was an undisguised mockery, like a slap in the face.

Mark stared at Qin Yang with a cold face: "Don't worry about whether I lose or not, I will ask if you dare to come!"

Qin Yang shrugged: "Of course I have no problem. I can accompany you if you want to bet a few games."

Mark took out a card with a gloomy face: "Transfer chips!"

Rick looked at Mark's cold face, sighed, and exited the room. He had seen such behaviors in the casino, and usually such people ended up being very miserable.

He wanted to persuade Mark, but he also knew that he had lost 10 million because he lost to him. I'm afraid he would blame himself now. How could he listen to what he said?

For an hour and a half, all the chips in front of Mark came to Qin Yang.

Qin Yang straightened his waist, stretched his body, and smiled and said, "Mr. Mark, I think the goddess of luck is on my side today. If I continue playing, I'm afraid...why are we going to end here?"

"No, keep going!"

Mark's eyes were slightly red, and he slapped the card over again: "Change chips!"

A two-point sarcastic look appeared in Qin Yang's eyes. He studied Mark's detailed information today and found that Mark had a fatal weakness, that is, he could not afford to lose!

Everyone has their own psychological bottom line. After losing, different people have different methods. The brave dare to face failure and dare to stop losses by cutting off their arm, hoping to look forward to the next opportunity. However, some people cannot bear the psychological gap and will instead adopt more radical methods in the hope of being able to turn over.

Mark lost seven million yesterday, which did not break through his psychological bottom line. He was a billionaire with a net worth of one billion US dollars. Although seven million US dollars is a considerable amount, it would not make him lose his mind. He felt more humiliated, so he deliberately wanted to get back the situation today, win back the lost money, and win back the lost face.

After Rick lost 10 million, Mark's mentality became slightly broken. Although he knew that Rick's card skills were better than him, which was why he asked Rick to help him gamble, he couldn't help comforting himself. Maybe he would be more lucky?

Winning and losing depends on card skills, but more of it is still luck, right?

Mark placed his hopes on luck and hoped to defeat Qin Yang. In fact, in this case, as long as one game is over, as long as Mark can win Qin Yang for some money, his psychology will probably stabilize and will not continue to collapse. However, Qin Yang once again swept the fallen leaves and won all his chips, which completely collapsed his psychology and turned into a complete gambler's psychology.

Maybe I will win in the next game?

When Qin Yang was gambling with Mark yesterday, he had already figured out Mark's gambling habits, what reactions were when big cards, what reactions were when stealing chickens, and what reactions were when small cards. Even people like Rick had silently controlled the habit of crossing feet silently in the audience. Mark, who had a psychological collapse, seemed to be completely transparent. How could such a Mark win Qin Yang?

Lose!

The more you lose, the more flaws you will have!

In fact, Qin Yang does not have to win how much money he has to win. He needs to use a gambling game to break the situation. Of course, money is not a bad thing. If you can win more, why did Qin Yang refuse?

In the next game, Mark lost faster and completely lost in less than an hour!

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

When Mark shouted to exchange chips again, the waiter said respectfully: "Mr. Mark, your card balance is less than 10 million, and you can't exchange chips..."

The waiter's words were like a cup of cold water, pouring his head down, making his completely lost mind suddenly wake up.

No money?

No money!!!

Mark knew very well that there were nearly $60 million in his account, but now there was nothing left!

Mark's face turned pale as paper. He thought about it carefully and then realized that he had exchanged chips four times. Together with Rick, who lost yesterday, he had lost 57 million US dollars to Qin Yang!

Five thousand seven million!

Mark's heart seemed to be tightly grabbed by someone, and it was painful like an explosion. He looked at Qin Yang with a calm expression on his face, as if he saw a demon who eats people and doesn't spit bones!

Qin Yang played with two chips with both hands and raised his hand to look at the time on his wrist: "It's getting late. Since Mr. Mark can no longer continue playing, let's stop here today."

Mark gritted his teeth and looked at Qin Yang with his eyes as if he was about to kill someone.

This guy quietly won him 57 million!

The money not only includes my own deposits, but also the working capital of my own factory, but now I have lost them all!

This can't be done with this!

After all, Mark is not a good person, and it is basically unlikely that he will earn the money back from the gambling table. After waking up, he realized that his gambling skills are not at the same level as Qin Yang. He suddenly regretted that even the winner of the gold bracelet said that he was not his opponent, so what could he do?

Gamblers always regret after losing everything, and Mark is the same, and now he has other thoughts like other gamblers.

Take risks!

This is the United States, this is Las Vegas!

You are a Chinese boy who wants to easily win the money and take it away. Are you thinking too well?

Mark was silent for a few seconds and took a deep breath: "Mr. Qin, your gambling skills are indeed great. I am willing to give you a disadvantage. But after losing so much, I must have a chance to make a comeback. What do you think?"
Chapter completed!