He shook his head, "You have neither conclusive evidence, nor the ability to arrest people, nor the awareness to bear the consequences... You dare to say that the other party 'must be cheating'..."

The organizer immediately slapped the railing in front of him and shouted in a stern tone for the first time: "Do you think this is a kindergarten playroom? How dare you ask for a restart? Do you want me to 'prove the fairness of the duel'?"

He waved his arms and said, "If there wasn't a lady here, I would have had someone beat the shit out of you two minutes ago!" He paused for half a second and shouted to B, the big man in a suit, "He signed it."

It's a 'protection contract' right? Drag me out immediately!"

"Yes!" B, the big man in a suit, ordered, removed the knee pressing on Jin Mianchou's spine, lifted the guy up and left.

"No... don't!" At this moment, Jin Mianchou finally realized that he was afraid, but begging for mercy... was undoubtedly too late.

"Wait a minute." Unexpectedly, at this moment, Feng Bujue suddenly spoke up and tried to call out the big man in a suit.

It's just that... the big man in suit B didn't pay attention to Brother Jue. This guy seemed not to hear at all, using his steel-like arms to wrap around Jin Mianchou's neck and dragging him out.

"Wait a minute." Two seconds later, the organizer said again, and this time, the big man in a suit stopped.

"Mr. Crow, do you have any other opinions?" the organizer asked.

"No, no, I just... I still have a few words to explain to Jin Mianchou." Feng Bujue said, and took a step forward to come to Jin Mianchou.

The latter's expression at this moment is almost the same as the mask he is wearing.

"Mr. Wu... Crow..." Jin Mianchou said to Brother Jue with a cry in his voice, "Please help me intercede! I will give you three... no... fifty thousand!"

Brother Jue ignored the other party's begging for mercy and said to himself: "Do you want to know why I was able to guess 1a5b in the first round?"

Jin Mianchou was stunned for a moment when asked. He replied dully: "Why... why?"

"It's actually very simple..." Feng Bujue said, "I guessed it."

"That's impossible!" Jin Mianchou replied almost instinctively.

"No, that's easy." Brother Jue said, "First of all, you must have written 1. This is what I 'saw'. Because when writing the number 1, the movement of the pen is very obvious. I can be sure that the answer is yes.

There is a '1'.

"Secondly, you must have also written 8 and 9, because you know that my guessing habit is to start from six 0s and extend backward. If the answer does not contain 8 and 9, it can save me a round; at least in my case

Before you make the 'seven rounds' declaration, your thinking is reasonable.

"The next step is just guessing...

"Due to my work, I have done research on a lot of puzzle-related things. I once saw it in a document from the 1990s... When people write random numbers, the three most common numbers they write are 3.

, 5, 8; although I am not sure of the reliability of that information, it is just a guess anyway, and I do not need to 'confirm' anything; furthermore, in the previous duel between me and Mr. Jing, the numbers he wrote also included

These three numbers can be considered as evidence in a sense.

"Anyway, so far, I have the five numbers 13589.

"Then...I considered the 'repeating number'. Adding a repeating number will increase the confusion of the answer. You know this very well. I don't think you will let it go. And which repeating number will it be?

If you refer to my guessing order...then choosing 9 is the best, which will ensure that I will not try out all six numbers until the ninth round.

"So, I wrote 135899, and that's where the answer came from."

"No..." Jin Mianchou stammered, "...No! You lied to me! It can't be such a coincidence! The reason for guessing 1, 8, 9, 9 is still valid, but 3 and 5...

..." He swallowed, "With your guessing method, the probability of getting more than four guesses right is very high, but if you get all of them..."

"I didn't plan to guess all of them correctly." Feng Bujue said, "My original plan was to 'guess four to five numbers in the first round.' As long as I achieve this, my plan will be successful.

Already."

These words were like a sharp arrow, piercing through Jin Mianchou's heart and stagnating the blood flow all over his body.

"You...you had no intention of finishing this duel..." After thinking for a few breaths, Jin Mianchou murmured.

"You finally understand." Feng Bujue responded calmly, "As I said before, you are a 'second-rate'. The difference between a third-rate and a second-rate is... the former has poor ability, while the latter is self-righteous. Therefore,

Compared with third-rate people, second-rate people are more likely to be 'implanted with ideas.'" He shrugged, "To tell you the truth, I...never intended to cheat, I just gave you a kind of 'previous performance'

"I must have cheated". But in desperation, you reacted like "you are seeking your own death."

When Jin Mianchou heard this, he realized something: "Is it difficult... Could it be! When you were playing against Mr. Jing, you were already..."

"Yes." Brother Jue smiled, "At that time, I had already completed the 'layout'; I asked the referee about the 'cheating' issue in public, just because... in the subsequent duels, I might encounter some people who are...

I am a very outstanding opponent in the field of calculation. At this time, the shadow that I buried in my opponent's heart...'As long as I don't get caught, I can get through safely' has become my indestructible sharp blade in psychological warfare.

"

Shock, despair, fear, unwillingness...

Feng Bujue's ideas flowed quietly in the air, and he made Jin Mianchou experience a complex and unspeakable sense of frustration.

After a moment of silence, Jin Mianchou spoke again: "One day, I will come back...it may not matter in five years or ten years...I will pay off my debts and make a comeback! By then, I will still be gambling.

On the table...reply to you..."

"Huh... you are so naive." Feng Bujue sneered and interrupted, "'One day'? 'Come back'? Ha... People who say such things when they fail will probably only gradually get used to failure.

…”

He said, putting his hands in his pockets, and took two steps back: "It's like the mentality you had when you came to challenge me...' Because I'm not sure whether I can still have an advantage in the next game, I want to win this one first.

Dealing with potential powerful enemies may sound reasonable at first glance; but the world of gambling has never been unreasonable. People lose everything and even die for inexplicable reasons... That's gambling. At your level

This kind of plan to 'put yourself in a safe situation as soon as possible'... will not work here. Not only will it not work, it will also lead to your own destruction."

At this point, Feng Bujue turned around and walked away slowly: "People who have not really sat on the gambling table are full of confidence and want to win... It's ridiculous. You should go back to the area you are familiar with.
Chapter completed!