the next day.

The confidant led a person to him.

"Big Boss."

The confidant walked in with a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, came to Qiu Xiaochi, and began to introduce:

"This is the master I mentioned from Beijing who can make a difference with the god of gambling."

After saying that.

He quickly gave up his position and revealed the middle-aged man behind him.

"Mr. Qiu!"

The middle-aged man was serious and reached out to tidy up his tie and began to introduce himself: "I came from the capital, my name is Zhang Baocheng."

"Zhang Baocheng, the capital?"

Qiu Xiaochi listened to this familiar name and couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man a few more times:

"Well, I heard you have some skills? You know what other things you know... are you special abilities?"

"hehe."

Zhang Baocheng nodded reservedly, but admitted directly without hesitation:

"Yes, it's not considered a special feature. Anyway, I can barely make do with it, so it must be enough at the gambling table."

"Oh."

Qiu Xiaochi curled his lips disdainfully, grabbed the cigarette in front of him with an indifferent look and lit it for himself:

"What special abilities are all blown up. I want to say that if you want to win every bet at the gambling table, you still need to be good at card skills."

Said.

He took out a pair of poker, threw it on the table and held it down and spread it out. He pulled out one casually.

Turn on.

Red peach a.

Follow.

As soon as he turned his palm around, he opened the card again, and the red peach a in his hand had turned into a black peach a.

"Come."

Qiu Xiaochi reached out to signal the card in front of him and said with a smile:

"Show me, what is my special ability?"

"this..."

The confidant looked at Qiu Xiaochi's little trick and couldn't help but praise him: "How did the boss do this? Could it be that it is also a special ability?"

"snort!"

Qiu Xiaochi's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he smiled without saying a word.

“Not bad.”

Zhang Baocheng stood aside and praised with a smile: "I really didn't expect that Mr. Qiu has such a good technique."

"If you were not an expert in the continuous operation just now, you would not be able to notice your small moves."

Having said that.

Zhang Baocheng made a brief summary and evaluation: "Mr. Qiu's technique is good."

The techniques, these two words are used very accurately.

"hiss..."

Qiu Xiaochi frowned when he heard Zhang Baocheng's comment.

It’s not that Zhang Baocheng’s words offended him, but because Zhang Baocheng said it is indeed well-known.

My previous operation was just a trick, just a pure method to change cards.

In layman's terms, it's just a fraud.

but.

Their movements were so hidden that ordinary people could not see them at all, but they were seen through by Zhang Baocheng at first glance.

This person is indeed a little capable.

At least.

He is also an expert.

"Okay."

Qiu Xiaochi became interested in Zhang Baocheng at this moment: "Mr. Zhang, listen to my people, do you have special abilities? Are you?"

"I've already said that it's not a special feature."

Zhang Baocheng waved his hand in a very low-key manner: "Just make do with it, just mess around."

Qiu Xiaochi looked at Zhang Baocheng after hearing this, but said nothing.

As if he could see Qiu Xiaochi's dissatisfaction, Zhang Baocheng's eyes looked around the room, and then his eyes fell on a newspaper on the table.

He stepped forward and took the newspaper directly, cutting down a picture of a person who was as big as a palm in the newspaper.

"Here."

Zhang Baocheng shook the photo in his hand, then tore the photo into pieces, into several pieces, and grabbed it in his hand and rubbed it.

Qiu Xiaochi looked at Zhang Baocheng's actions and said nothing.

In just a few seconds.

Zhang Baocheng used a grasp of his palm and then spread it out.

In the palm of his hand.

The photos of the character who had been torn apart by him gradually spread out under the pull of his palm.

A complete picture of the character is presented again.

"hehe."

Zhang Baocheng laughed, spread out the restored photos and placed them in front of Qiu Xiaochi:

"I don't know if this ability can make do with it?"

"hiss!"

Qiu Xiaochi couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioner when he heard this. After watching the photo that was originally torn by Zhang Baocheng in front of him recovered as if it was as good as before, his eyes narrowed.

It will take several seconds later.

"Hahaha...."

Qiu Xiaochi raised his head and laughed, clapped his palms and stood up from the seat, looking at Zhang Baocheng with a smile:

"Okay! That's great, I really can't tell. Zhang Sheng has such good skills, it's not bad."

If we say that before, Qiu Xiaochi scoffed at the statement that Zhang Baocheng had special abilities.

But now that he has seen it with his own eyes, he is convinced.

No normal person can do this operation alone.

"Mr. Qiu."

Zhang Baocheng smiled reservedly and looked at Qiu Xiaochi: "I know that there will be a bet in the future, and I have heard that the bet involved is quite large."

Zhang Baocheng didn't tell anything, but went straight to the topic: "I can help you replace your opponent's cards on the day of the bet, and according to the rules, you can change whatever you need."

"I will help you win this bet. My requirements are not high. Just give me eight million."

He expressed his request: "This is my need. I wonder what Mr. Qiu said here? Can our cooperation be achieved?"

"Ten million!"

Qiu Xiaochi reported his own numbers: "As long as Zhang Sheng can help me win this bet, I will definitely not be vague in terms of funds."

"And you can do it with me afterwards, and you can meet your requirements."

A hint of heat flashed in his eyes, and he stood up from the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth and came to Zhang Baocheng:

"Let me see your true skills again."

He reached out to pick out a card from the table, looked at the card, it was a square piece of four, and then put it away and held it in the palm of his hand:

"You said you can change the card for me, come and change this one."

Paused.

Qiu Xiaochi thought for a while and asked again: "Switch, change to a spade."
To be continued...