The atmosphere on the table was very strange and there was no tension.

Oliver Martin was full of confidence, while Zhang Jian was calm and indifferent.

The two sides look like masters fighting, without revealing the depth and making people unable to see through the reality and reality.

The dealer is in place.

He is a black girl in a small suit.

The rare facial features are pleasing to the eye, and the hair is not dreadlocks, which does not cause everyone's disgust.

In front of everyone, she unpacked the poker produced from the factory.

This is specially customized for today's game.

Whether it is the material or the pattern, it is very special and cannot be faked.

Seeing this, Zhang Jian felt that Cui Minghao was really stupid.

The other party had already set up a trap and forced him to jump down.

It was also his eight-lifelong luck that he could find himself.

Otherwise, I would definitely lose this game.

"Please check the cards for two!" The female dealer put the two unpacked decks of poker in front of them.

Zhang Jian put his hands on the table and raised his eyebrows, "No need to test it, I believe you!"

Oliver Martin sneered and picked up the poker and pinched it.

The sound of shuffling cards instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Then he played a few tricks, which caused a low voice to discuss.

After washing, the poker fell neatly on the table.

"No problem!" Oliver Martin raised his chin and said proudly, "Get started!"

The female dealer was orderly and unaffected at all.

She put away all two decks of poker and then put them in the card crusher to smash them on the spot.

Then, she unpacked a brand new pair of poker again.

Pick out the big and small kings, put a deck of poker into the shuffle machine, and then start dealing.

Since then, the game has officially begun.

At the end of the first round, the poker will be smashed, and the second round will be made with new poker.

For this bureau, the fair party ordered a thousand pairs.

A trump card was handed to Zhang Jian, and he held it with one hand and couldn't move.

I didn't look at it, just covered it like this.

The first Ming card was sent over, and he took his hand away and beat his fingers on the table.

The rules of Soha are very simple, so everyone knows it without any further details.

Five arrangements and combinations, one dark and four bright, call and raise.

It’s because it’s simple and it’s just two people playing, so it’s exciting.

Seeing Zhang Jian throwing out the rice knife, Cui Minghao pursed his lips and suddenly became a little nervous.

He had personally witnessed Zhang Jian's battle.

But this is the first time I have seen this style of not looking at cards.

In fact, not only the first game, but Zhang Jian didn't watch every game in the future.

Just cover your hands and throw the chips.

This style, as I heard about it, Zhang Jian had lost more than three million in the third game.

In the crowd, everyone was talking, not sure what tricks Zhang Jian was playing.

The disdain in Oliver Martin's eyes was about to overflow.

He had a little scruple before, after all, the other party was Chen Yun's disciple.

But I didn't expect this guy to be so reckless and stupid.

That's right, after all, young.

Since that's the case, he's not polite!

After three more games, Zhang Jian's bargaining chips came below five million.

I'm just a little closer to the cordon.

Cui Minghao's face was as dark as a black charcoal head, so Choi Zhenxian next to him was very steady.

"You want to keep doing this?" Oliver Martin asked with a smile.

"I should win the next move!" Zhang Jian looked at him and said calmly, "Be careful!"

Oliver Martin shook his head, not caring at all.

Next, Zhang Jian did not fold or read the cards, which was no different from his previous behavior.

He still persisted until the end, the difference was that this time it was not just a call.

He also raises.

Oliver Martin was not scared, Zhang Jian raised the bet, and he also added it.

In this way, the cash on the desktop exceeded six million.

Far beyond the previous six games.

At the signing of the dealer, both parties opened the trump card at the same time.

There is no doubt that Zhang Jian won the final victory.

Oliver Martin's face remained unchanged, but his eyes were a little more fierce.

Cui Minghao was in a state of ease and had the money on the table to prolong his life, so he didn't have to increase his investment.

"What did you see?" Cui Zhenxian asked in a cold voice.

"What?" Cui Minghao didn't understand why.

"Zhang Jian is observing the other party, and is also irritating the other party," Choi Zhenxian said. "He is very confident and thinks he has mastered the stage, and the fact seems to be the case."

"The other party is Oliver Martin, where does he get his confidence?" Cui Minghao asked.

"The world rankings have long been outdated. Every year, a group of experts emerge, and the previous group will gradually grow old." Choi Zhenxian sighed softly, "Now it is the world of young people."

"Uncle is so optimistic about him?" Cui Minghao frowned slightly.

"You underestimated him!" Choi Zhenxian said calmly.

The showdown continued, Zhang Jian could not win a game, Oliver Martin had no influence at all, and the Australians behind him also thought it was an accident.

But next, Zhang Jian still didn't look at the trump card, either chose to fold directly or choose to raise, which was completely different from the mildness of the previous few games.

Oliver Martin was a little restrained. When he got the good card, Zhang Jian folded the card directly, and even did not send the third one.

Obviously he can remember cards, and Zhang Jian can do it too.

When Zhang Jian chose to raise, his cards were not bad either.

Either he was scared by Zhang Jian, or Zhang Jian's card was really bigger than his.

This made him wonder if his memory was wrong.

Fascinated by this entanglement, Oliver Martin's spirit and spirit are decayed with the naked eye.

Zhang Jian didn't lie, he did ask Chen Yun for advice.

Chen Yun once said that Oliver Martin has a very clear flaw.

That is not decisive enough.

A bit serious is called difficulty in choosing.

He often sways, which is caused by suspicion, lack of confidence, and thinking too much.

As long as you grasp this, it will be no hard to defeat him.

Zhang Jian doesn't look at the trump card when he comes to the table, not to put on forks.

He was creating a dilemma for Oliver Martin, asking him to guess and distract him.

The problem of difficulty in choosing cannot be cured by time.

As it turns out, Zhang Jian's strategy worked.

Next, Zhang Jian was not considered a winning streak, but Oliver Martin was very confused.

After being eaten by Zhang Jianqiang for three consecutive games, his chips have already reached below the cordon.
To be continued...