娜妲莉的情人

Triple neurasthenia, first and second round.

Black Butterfly, who had obtained the right to shuffle and lay the cards, tried to reorganize and review the game points.

However, after seven rounds, she experienced ..."Despair."

Feng bujue \'s\' conclusion \'that would be explained to the opponent in the second round started to play its role.

The information that he had sacrificed ten rounds of scoring in exchange for was the "Black butterfly\'s memory mode".

Obviously, in a game like [triple neurasthenia], which had a high demand on memory, if he did not use certain memory methods and techniques ... It would definitely not work.

There was no need to mention Feng bujue. With his well-polished memory and his natural talent, he had reached a level where he could deal with any situation without the need to purposely use the same model.

But ... Black Butterfly was different. Even in the later stages of the game, she could only guarantee that she could remember 90% of the known cards, not all of them. In the early stages of the game, when there were still many cards on the table, her memory accuracy was only about 70%.

Feng bujue had given up all the scoring opportunities in the first half of the game to see through the \'method\' that his opponent had used. He kept flipping the unknown cards to coordinate with the opponent\'s attacks, so that he could infer the opponent\'s memory model from every mistake the opponent made, the order in which the cards were flipped, the time interval between each card memorization, and other signs.

After ten rounds, he saw through Black butterfly\'s method and immediately developed a set of targeted interference strategies.

Of course, he did not use this strategy in the first round. After all, it was already the 11th round, and the number of unknown cards on the table had been reduced by a lot. In such a situation, the effect of using that set of countermeasures was not obvious.

In other words, in the first round, Feng bujue had the mentality that even if he had to lose one round, he had to complete the observation.

But in the end, he still won ...

In this way, in the second round, when he began to use the countermeasures against the opponent\'s memory method, there was no suspense in the victory.

Even though Black Butterfly had used the \'orderly\' arrangement method to improve the efficiency of his memory, it did not stop brother Jue, who had seen through the pattern of his memory, from interfering with it.

In the second round, brother Jue would occasionally flip a card from one or two positions on the opponent \'s\' card flipping path \', and he would not hesitate to fight for points.

The psychological burden brought about by the loss of the last game, the absolute pressure on the spirit and momentum, the garbage that popped out from time to time, and the constant interference of the memory routine ... These things quickly defeated Black Butterfly.

After just ten rounds, Feng bujue had taken the lead with a score of 45 to 12, and there were already two known Inferno on the table. In this situation, if Black Butterfly wanted to win, he would have to "the opponent deliberately turns out three hell cards to commit suicide" or "the opponent will not score in the next rounds".

When the \'opponent\' was Feng bujue, the above assumption would not happen ...

In the end, after some struggle and hesitation, Black Butterfly, whose thoughts and emotions were in a mess, chose to surrender.

Even though this meant that she would not have the chance to win the prize that was worth millions of dollars, she could at least take away the prize money she won in the [number guessing game]. After disembarking from the ship, she might be able to think of a way to get out of this predicament with this money.

"Hold on."

Just as Black Butterfly was about to leave the gambling table and return to the cabin to rest, suddenly ... A man in a suit and sunglasses blocked her way.

"Is there anything else?" Black Butterfly replied weakly,"I\'m already very tired. I want to go back and rest ..."

"My lady." The man in a suit interrupted her and continued,"our boss announced ... That you\'ve advanced. You can stay for the next round of battle."

When she heard the word "advancement," Black Butterfly was still a little stunned. After a few seconds, she asked in surprise,""What? Really?"

Before she could finish her sentence, she turned her head to look at the second floor of the main hall. At the same time, the host sitting there also raised his glass to her.

This change made Black Butterfly overjoyed. It was as if someone who had been pushed off the cliff was pulled up again. For a moment ... She did not know what to say.

"Also ..." Then, the man in the suit turned around and said coldly to brother Jue,"Sir, you have been disqualified."

"Oh?" When Feng bujue heard the news, he was not too surprised."What\'s the reason?"

"I don\'t know." The man in the suit was telling the truth."You can ask our boss directly ..." Then, he raised his arm and made a gesture to the second floor."Please."

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Five minutes later.

On the first floor of the main hall, the battle of [triple neurasthenia] was still going on.

However, the host and Feng bujue had already left the cabin and were on the deck of the third floor.

At this time, the sea breeze was gentle, and the night was dark.

The two men sat opposite each other at the two ends of a small square table and began to talk.

"Can you adjust the lighting to the side? The lenses on my mask aren\'t sunglasses. " After Feng bujue sat down, he made his request to a man in a suit who was standing beside him.

"Ha ..." The host chuckled and made a gesture to the man in the suit.

As soon as the boss gave the order, the man quickly turned a deck lamp a few meters away a dozen degrees to dim the area.

"Do you have any other requests?" A few seconds later, the host said to brother Jue,"

"Yes, I want your prize." Feng bujue replied in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Hehe ... You\'re so direct." The host smiled."But ... The prizes are prepared for my \'guests\', but you ... Don\'t seem to be on my invitation list."

"Oh ... You\'ve finally found out?" Feng bujue leaned back in his chair and answered lazily.

"Yeah, it\'s not difficult to investigate. Who asked you to arouse my curiosity?" As the organizer spoke, he waved his finger at the man in the suit next to him. The latter immediately handed over A paper file."I don\'t know how you added the name \'Jiang daode\' to my guest list, but I have to admit that your technique is very brilliant ..." He threw the document directly on the table. The first piece of paper was printed with Jiang daode\'s photo."First of all, from the information, the person \'Jiang daode\' does meet my invitation conditions. It seemed that the game company he was running had recently been found to be involved in tax evasion and some illegal drug experiments. Secondly, my men couldn\'t find out anything about Jiang daode\'s recent movements at all. I feel that he has become a missing person, but there are no relevant reports in the Public Security Department ..."

At this point, he paused for a moment and continued,""Ha ... Of course, that is not a problem anymore, because ..." He raised his head to look at brother Jue."...You are not Jiang daode."

"Yes, I\'m not." At this point, brother Jue did not need to deny that anymore. Even without looking at the face, it was obvious that the age did not match just by looking at the figure.

"Then ..." The host\'s voice turned cold,"can you take off your mask and let me see ... Who are you?"

This was clearly not a request, but a request ...

"Who am I ..." Feng bujue was cooperative. As he said that, he raised his hands and started to untie his mask."...Is it that important?"

"Not necessarily ..." The host replied,"but ... I\'m just curious. I also want to see what you look like."

"Then I\'m afraid you\'ll be disappointed ..." When that was said, Feng bujue had already removed the mask.

However, he didn\'t reveal his face, because...At this moment, his face was covered with a thick layer of white powder, his eye sockets were covered with black eyeshadow, and on his mouth and cheeks ... A bright red lipstick had been used to draw a thick and wide "smile."

"You ..." Even the host was stunned when he saw the face under the mask.

"What\'s wrong?" Feng bujue laughed, and the \'smile\' on his face became even more exaggerated and weird."Don\'t you like this kind of thing? Hehe ... Come on ... Smile with me ... What ... so ... Serious?"