Chapter 2300 Gotham Music Festival (32)

Chapter 2293 Gotham Music Festival (32)

The crowd gradually gathered around, and almost every table had people who had a bye. They all heard Bruce Wayne's name just now, so they were very interested in this bet.

As the lights in the venue flickered, the VIP room suddenly changed places and appeared on the other side of the wall. This allowed them to see the bet between Bruce and Roman directly from top to bottom, and they could all See clearly the cards in both sides' hands.

Sitting on the far right side of the first row of VIP seats is a man wearing a bright red suit and a peach jellyfish mask, who is deep in thought.

Behind him, the man wearing a megalodon mask seemed to be unable to sit still. He said, "What kind of game is this? Have you ever played poker with similar rules?"

"It seems to be a game they created themselves, but it is just another form of flip card. The competition is about the calculation of probability." said the man wearing a peach blossom jellyfish mask.

The person wearing the megalodon mask seemed to want to ask, but at this time, a row of waiters wearing shell-shaped bikinis and various fighting fish masks came in and served drinks to the distinguished guests.

The man wearing the peach blossom jellyfish mask asked for a glass of champagne, but when another waiter walked past him, he saw the fine hair wrapped in a black hairnet shining with purple light.

He immediately reached out and touched the back of the waiter's hand. When the waiter turned around, he easily grabbed her waist and let her sit on his lap.

The lead waiter came over and bowed and said: "Sorry sir, we don't provide such services here."

"I didn't plan to do anything." The man smiled and said, "Who asked you to design the opening game to be so boring? As compensation, let her sit here with me for a while."

The leading waiter didn't say anything. He blinked under the mask, gave his companion a look, turned and left.

After they all left, the man hugged the waiter and walked toward the bathroom at the back. During the process, he said something, which made the waiter giggle and half-nudging him.

No one present expressed any objection to this. They knew that this would always happen in such occasions, and there was no need for anyone to disturb anyone's fun.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, the man took off the woman's mask. Not to be outdone, the woman grabbed his wrist and twisted it behind his back, pressing him directly on the sink.

The man looked up and saw Natasha's face in the mirror, and Natasha lifted the man's mask. Sure enough, it was Tony Stark, the evil version.

"Let me go." Stark said angrily, "You messed up my clothes."

"When you touched my thigh, you didn't think about whether I would disturb your intestines?" Natasha twisted her hand, and Stark let out a scream.

Then she let go of Stark. Stark shook his hand vigorously and found that his wrist was swollen. He could only rub his wrist and said, "You are so unprofessional. How do you want me to explain myself to them?" Injured?"

"Have you never slept with a cover model as wild as me?" Natasha said unwillingly: "Oh, how could I forget that if they know you are Stark, we'd better get out within three minutes. Otherwise, it will be really exposed.”

Stark narrowed his eyes and stared at Natasha and said, "The Black Widow I know is not as talkative as you."

"Three minutes is not enough time to say anything."

Stark punched the sink with his fist and said, "How long are you going to talk about one mistake?"

"Only one time?"

"In our universe there is only...can we talk about business?"

Natasha put one hand on her hips and the other on the countertop and said, "I don't think you have any serious business here. Are those yacht parties you held before just for business?"

"This time is different." Stark snorted and said, "There is something wrong with this ship."

"What is the problem?"

"First tell me what you are here for."

"Agents appear everywhere to perform tasks. Most of the tasks are to investigate the situation and adapt to circumstances. This time is no exception."

"To be more specific, such information cannot be exchanged for any professional intelligence."

Natasha suddenly pursed her lips, and Stark stared at her. After a while, Natasha sighed and said, "I've always been annoyed by people asking me this, because it's not my idea. Who knows where Nick is?" So many genius ideas.”

"What's up with him?"

"He discovered that the ship was able to evade all the Coast Guard, National Guard and military searches, and he wanted to know how that happened."

"Then what?"

“Then it was used to hide from the Coast Guard, the National Guard and the military.”

"What?"

"They have always been a big trouble for Nick." Natasha sighed deeply and said: "Every time I move something to the safe house, I have to go through several rounds of interrogations. The name Qiao Li has been used almost. He I wish things could be simpler.”

Stark covered his forehead, not knowing how to evaluate it, but he still said: "I'm afraid he will be disappointed this time. The problem lies with the ship itself."

"How did you find out?" Natasha asked.

"I'm testing my new suit." Stark stretched out a hand, the back of his hand flashed with silver light, and said: "A new suit that generates energy based on the work of symbiote factors. It is light, fast, and very powerful. "

"After I came here, I didn't have a laboratory available, so I wanted to test the power module first. In order to prevent panic, I went to sea to test it."

"Did you see this boat?"

"Yes, but it's not just this boat."

"What do you see?"

"It depends on the intelligence fee you can pay me." Stark snapped his fingers and said, "Call Nick, it's time to talk about the price."

Natasha pressed the earphone, but soon frowned. She looked up at Stark and said, "The signal here is blocked."

When Stark and Natasha returned to their seats, the gambling game below officially began.

Schiller took a breath of the aerosol, and the rules swirled in his mind, and then were broken down into small concepts.

The essence of this game is to calculate probability. Most people would think that believers should try their best to give decimal cards to the gods, and gods should try their best to give decimal cards to believers. Whoever has more decimal cards in his hand will turn over the small cards. The probability of winning is high, and the possibility of losing is also high.

So from this point of view, the gods are almost certain to win, because the gods can give believers up to 4 cards in a round, and believers can only give up to 3 cards. After ten rounds, the believers have 10 more cards than the gods, and there are a total of poker cards. There are only 54 cards. With 10 more cards, the probability is much higher.

But probability is a very magical thing. Theory is theory, reality is reality, 64 versus 44. The one with more cards seems to have a higher probability of drawing small cards, but in reality it is very likely that the one with few small cards will get all the remaining small cards. Touch them all, or the one with more cards accurately touches a big hand.

From this point of view, this is a complete game of luck. The key to victory does not lie in the sacrifice or the cards given, but in the luck of drawing the last 10 cards. Simply put, it is drawing cards.

It doesn't matter if the card pool is polluted. You can still draw it if you have a red hand. If the card pool is streamlined, it is possible to guarantee the bottom. In addition, if you touch the big and small kings and win directly, then it is very likely that someone will get lucky.

This is not something that is very difficult to discover, so most people at the poker table started sending out cards mechanically after investing 1 to 2 chips.

Since you don’t win by strategy anyway, just bet on luck. If you draw a believer, you will be unlucky. In the end, if you try your luck, if you lose, you will be unlucky. There is nothing to say.

But dissent broke out at two tables at the same time.

The woman opposite Oliver raised her hand and asked: "Do believers have to accept sacrifices from gods? Do believers have to accept gifts from gods?"

Everyone stopped and looked at the table. The staff gently knocked the bell and said, "You can refuse it."

The whole place was in an uproar.

Immediately, some people wanted to return the cards they had just taken, but they were quickly stopped by the staff. Some people yelled and cursed, saying that they did not explain the rules clearly. Some people just dropped the cards and were quickly dragged off by the staff. .

And Bruce also asked a key question.

"What is a big name?"

As soon as this question came out, the whole place fell silent. Everyone instinctively thought, isn't it according to the rules of poker that the king is greater than everything, letters are greater than numbers, and big numbers are greater than small numbers?

Then they suddenly thought, if according to the poker rules, are there also straights (consecutive numbers), leopards (three identical numbers) and pairs (two identical numbers)?

The atmosphere on the field became silent, and everyone was thinking, if this rule is added, how should the game be played?

Because 54 playing cards are naturally in pairs, and straights and pairs are complete. If you want to send the cards over, you must split your own cards.

Although the rules for rejection were just asked, the rules for sacrifices and gifts were mentioned from the beginning. Believers will receive 3 cards, and gods will receive 1 to 4 cards. There is basically no possibility of evasion.

"Looking at it this way, doesn't the god have an advantage?" The person wearing a megalodon mask at the VIP table said: "The god can give one as a gift, which means that he can less open his own cards and wait for the believer to give. Wouldn’t it be more likely to make a flower card?”

Stark looked back at him with an idiot look and said, "Aren't there more useless decimal cards?"

His words not only made that person's pussy burn to the core, but many people in the VIP seats also began to think.

Stark was a little helpless. He said: "Please, flower cards are also divided into different sizes. Isn't it common sense that JQK's straight is bigger than 456? The believers gave away all their small cards, and the gods held a bunch of them. The small straight cards will not be given out yet, and when the time comes, a hand of small flower cards will be drawn.”

"And the believers have given away all the small flower cards, leaving only the biggest flower cards. The probability of getting a big straight will be high. Isn't that the god of pressure stabilization?"

"Then the gods can also send 4 cards. Wouldn't this contaminate the believers' cards in turn?"

"But the believer can reject it."

"The gods can refuse it."

Listening to the argument in the back row, Stark sighed again and said: "When sacrificing and bestowing, the cards are memorized. If you refuse, you can only choose blindly. You don't know what cards the other party gave you and how to do it." choose?"

At this time, Bruce asked again: "What flower card is the biggest?"

"Royal flush."

“Texas size rules?”

The staff member pressed the badge on the chest, and a series of flower cards appeared on the screen. From top to bottom, from large to small, they were Royal Flush, Straight Flush, Four of a Kind, Full House, Flush, Straight, Leopard, and Two Pairs. , one pair, loose cards.

And indicate that the highest flower card in a set of 10 cards is used as the standard, and repeated or lower flower cards are not included in the comparison.

Bruce's mind instantly flashed through all the flower card probabilities and understood the real gameplay of this game.