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Chapter 55 straight─shun

Playing poker with turtles is anything but fun.why?Because trying to guess what cards the turtles are holding and what they are thinking is as easy as counting the number of crows taking a nap in the snow.What fun is there in playing poker with such opponents every night? For example, when playing poker, the turtle suddenly puts the cards on the table, gets off the chair, sticks his tortoise shell on the floor and circles around twice, and then ha---- takes a deep breath, and then returns to the original position, which means that the turtle has played cards. two pairs.In other words, every time the Turtles had two pair, they were sure to do it.

Sometimes he would go to the kitchen, turn on the tap, and pooh on the palms of his hands!Pooh!Spit two mouthfuls of saliva, then wash your hands, rinse your mouth by the way, and then come back. At this time, there must be three.But the Turtle himself felt nothing at all about his behavior. So of course I win every time, and the turtle always tilts his head in disbelief. "You seem to know what's on my mind?" said the turtle. "That's not necessarily true, but you have some small problems; it's just some habitual small movements...how should I put it? It's probably a subconscious small movement." I said.

"Oh? Why didn't I find out? You have that kind of problem. I don't know that you are not a simple psychologist." "It's easy to say." I replied with a wry smile. The turtle was now snorting, tearing off the note paper on the table, and cutting a crescent moon with scissors.It looks like he has a straight straight again.
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