Chapter 363 - Unfair Bet

"Are you kidding me? How can I lose without a fight?"

Lei Luo thought as he knocked on the table with his right index and middle fingers.

As soon as he finished knocking, nine porcelain bowls appeared on the table.

Byron looked at Lei Luo, stretched out his right hand, and drew a word in front of him.

"Please place your bet."

There was no psychological analysis for the first round.

The simple probability of red and black was only 50-50.

Therefore, Lei Luo did not think too much about it. He turned around and asked Trump, "What is the lowest bet of Wind and Cloud Pavilion?"

"500 gold coins," Trump answered.

Lei Luo frowned slightly.

Without any hesitation, he threw down the chips that represented 500 gold coins.

"Black."

"Your luck doesn't seem too good."

Byron smiled and opened the porcelain bowl, revealing a red round black iron plate.

"Judging things on the first try, this doesn't seem like a good omen."

This was a psychological tactic that Lei Luo was familiar with⁠—using words to disrupt the other party's train of thought.

Lei Luo was already familiar with this tactic, so he didn't care.

He sat upright on the chair and answered, "As long as a person is able to bet correctly ten times in a row, he will be the best in the world. What's so great about making a mistake once?"

Lei Luo's words made Byron laugh.

"Please place the second bet."

This time, Lei Luo did not place his bet so quickly.

He began to think.

But after thinking for a long time, he still could not come to a conclusion.

The reason was simple. There were too few directions to choose from.

It was either red or black.

No matter how precise the calculation and speculation, in such a black or red world, it was futile.

At this time, if one wanted to know for sure what color was under the porcelain bowl.

There was only one way, and that was to look into Byron's heart.

But when he really came to this person in front of him, he found that he only needed to understand Byron's motives as if he were a stranger to him.

Lei Luo does not know what his heart is thinking.

In such a daze, Lei Luo shook his head.

He once again put 500 gold coins of chips.

His bet was still black.

This method of placing bets seemed extremely mediocre. Even the most ordinary gambler would probably do this.

However, at this moment, Lei Luo could only place this bet.

This bet made him feel very depressed.

"The truth is painful, but the truth is still the truth."

Byron smiled again and opened the porcelain bowl.

It was still a conspicuous red inside.

Lei Luo silently looked at the second red iron plate and did not speak for a long time.

Gamblers were divided into two types. One was betting according to reason and logic.

The other was betting according to his own feelings.

There was no doubt that Lei Luo was the former.

He could not allow himself to act according to his own impulses.

Therefore, although his intuition told him that he should bet red, he did not listen. He chose another way.

After thinking for a long time, Lei Luo took out six gold chips, each of which was worth 500 gold coins.

He put down all six chips.

Then he said, "Please open all the third to eighth bowls, I bet all on black."

If each bowl was opened, there was a 50 percent chance that each bowl would be red or black.

But the chance of six bowls expelling black at the same time was less than 2 percent.

It was a simple probability.

It didn't seem very clever.

But in this environment, it was the best way that Lehrer could find with his logic.

But the result was different.

Lei Luo saw Byron's smile again.

He smiled and opened the remaining porcelain bowls one by one until there was only one left.

"Even though the probability of this happening is less than 2%, once it happens, the blow to you is still 100%."

Six red lights appeared in front of Lei Luo's eyes again.

What rang in his ears were Byron's philosophical and somewhat mocking words.

At this moment, Lei Luo had a very deep feeling of being controlled by someone.

He began to regret it.

He regretted that he went there in the first place.

'This has been an unfair gamble from the start,' Lei Luo thought to himself.

"From the opponent, the gambling venue, the gambling method, and even the lowest bet amount, I have been led by the nose by others. The opponent already had the advantage from the start, so how can I win?"

Just as Lei Luo was pondering on his fate, Byron seemed to see through his new life.

He smiled and placed the eight golden chips back in front of Lei Luo.

"Any smart gambler knows that the outcome of a gamble does not depend on the gambling table, but on the outside. The secret to winning a gamble is never to defeat a powerful opponent, but to pick an opponent that is easy to defeat. This is also the so-called gambler's strategy, so you have lost from the beginning. Young Man, you should go back. You and I will consider it a draw."

Lei Luo lowered his head and stared at the eight chips that had been returned in front of him in silence.

It was an incomparable silence.

They seemed to be able to hear each other's breathing.

It even gave people a strange illusion.

"Time is so eternal, and the world is so big. No matter how many years have passed, we are still only humans. How can we put everything under our control?" Lei Luo said this and gently pushed the chips back.

"But if we give up just because of this, then what's the difference between it and the dust on the ground?"

Lei Luo's words stunned everyone present.

The smiles on Trump, Byron, and Thor's faces slowly disappeared.

They each revealed a different body.

Trump had an expression that should have been like this.

Thor's thoughts were exceptionally profound and solemn.

Byron, on the other hand, was slightly surprised as he lamented.

Lei Luo pushed out all his chips.

"60,000 gold coins, I'll bet all on black!"

Byron sat there, his face facing Lei Luo.

The two of them looked at each other.

This situation was really strange.

But Thor, who was beside Byron, didn't find it funny.

The expression on his face was even more serious than before.

On the other hand, Trump, who was sitting behind Lei Luo, smiled even more brightly than before.

Finally, Byron sighed. "You win."

Lei Luo stretched out his hand, wanting to open the porcelain bowl, but was gently blocked by Byron's hand.

"Leave some face for the old man, young man."

Lei Luo's hand paused for a moment, then he turned his head to look at Trump, who was behind him.

At this time, Trump stood up with a smile.

"Katz, two hundred thousand gold coins are already on your gambling card. But are you really called Katz? Anyway, that is no longer important."

"I'm leaving."

Lei Luo didn't say anything more and left the Trump Casino.