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Chapter 320: Shameless Gambler

Huang Shihu had the biggest hand, a pair of tens, so he just threw in five hundred thousand dollars.

"It seems that I am lucky, so let's take 500,000 US dollars."

Jin Neng's hidden card was the King of Spades, so after a brief thought, he also followed suit and bet 500,000.

Chen Jincheng didn't follow this round. He simply covered all the cards and said with a smile:

"Not with."

Seeing this, the dealer pushed his cards aside and continued to deal the last hidden card.

After receiving the last hidden card, Zhu Jiang was so excited that he almost trembled all over. He blew on the card carefully and kept muttering:

"Three sides, three sides."

After seeing that it was three sides, he became even more excited:

“With heart, with heart.

Just have one heart, don't have two."

His appearance as an old gambler and a addicted gambler made everyone watching shake their heads.

In the end he was disappointed. Three sides were three sides, but there were two hearts inside.

When Zhu Jiang saw that it was an eight of spades, he was a little discouraged, but when he thought that he had two pairs, he felt a little calm.

The three of them turned over their hidden cards, and the dealer saw that Jin Neng had a pair of clubs and hearts, and said:

"Mr. Jin and Mr. K are the best. Mr. Jin has the final say this time."

Jin Neng looked at Huang Shihu solemnly, then said after a pause:

"One million, then."

As he said this, he pushed out one million dollars.

Huang Shihu smiled faintly and turned over a Q of clubs.

He knew he had lost this time, but if he wanted to fish, he had to make a nest, so he also pushed out one million dollars.

"I'll follow."

Seeing that he did not continue to raise the bet, the dealer said:

"Since no one has raised the bet, please show your cards."

Zhu Jiang turned over his first hidden card, the Two of Diamonds, and said nervously and expectantly:

"I have two pairs."

The dealer immediately announced loudly:

"Mr. Zhu has seven pairs, and Mr. two has one pair."

Huang Shihu looked at Zhu Jiang, turned over his trump card and said with a smile:

"Mr. Zhu, it seems you are unlucky.

Sorry, I also have two pairs, but they are A and Ten. "

Upon seeing this, Zhu Jiang collapsed in his seat like a deflated ball and muttered:

“No, no.

All gone..."

Jin Neng ignored this mess. Anyway, he gave Zhu Jiang one million Hong Kong dollars only because he had the courage to follow the trend.

He turned over his trump card and laughed at Huang Shihu:

"Young man, it seems that your luck is not that good.

I have three kings, I lose this game."

All the cards have been turned over, and the dealer loudly announces:

"Huang Sheng A, ten each in a pair.

Jin Sheng has three Kings, and Jin Sheng wins this round."

After saying this, he moved all the US dollars in the middle of the gambling table to Jin Neng's side.

Seeing that Zhu Jiang had no more chips on the table, the dealer asked Zhu Jiang:

"Mr. Zhu, would you like to continue?"

Of course Zhu Jiang wanted to continue, but he didn't have the money to do so.

But the gambler was very thick-skinned. He looked at Jin Neng with hope, hoping that Jin Neng would give him money to continue gambling.

Jin Neng was also convinced.

He couldn't understand what Zhu Jiang was thinking. He was so delusional.

Pointing at Zhu Jiang, he laughed:

"Stupid boy, if you don't have money to play, get out of here and don't embarrass yourself here."

The gamblers who were already jealous of Zhu Jiang also laughed at him loudly:

"Ha ha...

He originally thought that his luck had turned, but he ended up losing a million dollars in one fell swoop, and even his original capital was gone.”

"Yeah yeah.

He is so shameless that he even hopes others will give him more money to gamble. "

Seeing that Zhu Jiang had no money but refused to leave, which would affect the subsequent gambling, the dealer said to him sternly:

"Mr. Zhu.

If you don't want to continue the next bet, please leave."

Zhu Jiang was struck by lightning, staring blankly at the money on the table and muttering:

“No more, no more…

I gambled away a million Hong Kong dollars in one go.

It’s not true, it’s not true…”

Seeing him staring at the cash on the table in a daze, the dealer was afraid that he would go crazy and grab the money, so he quickly winked at the staff next to him and asked them to forcibly drag Zhu Jiang away.

Liu Junjie remembered Zhu Jiang's good intention to lend him money to make up for his losses. Seeing that the casino people were about to drag him away by force, he mustered up the courage to shout:

"Slow down, he's my friend.

Let me do it. "

The dealer saw Huang Shihu nod, and then asked the people who stopped Liu Junjie to let him approach.

"Then take your friend away quickly and don't let him influence everyone."

Liu Junjie quickly walked to Zhu Jiang's side and helped him up, smiling at everyone:

"Let's go, let's go.

Sorry to bother you all, please continue."

Then he supported the exhausted Zhu Jiang and whispered in his ear:

"If you lose, just leave now. Staying here will only make people laugh at you.

And if the staff here really takes you away, you will be in trouble."

Although Zhu Jiang was in a state of madness, he was still somewhat lucid. He was so weak that he let Liu Junjie support him as he walked.

After walking out of the crowd, Zhu Jiang said:

"Thank you, Ajie, and he also said he would treat you to a midnight snack tonight.

It seems there is no chance.”

Liu Junjie saw that he was full of bitterness, and he sighed and comforted him:

"Don't think too much, bro, just think of it as a sweet dream.

As for midnight snack.

I'll treat you this time, and you can treat me back next time."

Zhu Jiang shook his head and smiled bitterly:

“There won’t be a next time.

If you still remember me, please treat me to Yuanbao candles next time."

Liu Junjie didn't know that Zhu Jiang had already thought about jumping into the Victoria Harbour if he lost, and thought he was just saying something discouraging, so he quickly opened his mouth to comfort him:

“Why be depressed, bro.

If it doesn’t work this time, try again next time.

Isn’t life all about ups and downs?

Be more open.

Come on, let's go to the bathroom and wash our faces. I'll treat you to a midnight snack tonight."

Zhu Jiang didn't say anything more to him. Thinking that even if he died, he would rather die with a full stomach, he followed Liu Junjie in a daze.

On the third floor, one of Di Qiu's subordinates whispered in his ear:

"Boss, the guy who just followed the trend and placed a bet has gone to the bathroom. Should we bring him over?"

Di Qiu heard this.

He looked away from the gambling table and glanced at Zhu Jiang. He also happened to see Huang Shihu reminding the dealer who stole the chips to go to the bathroom. He pointed at Zhu Jiang and the dealer and said:

“Bring them all up here.

Be careful not to let others see it."

The younger brother nodded and replied:

"clear."

When the younger brother left the door, Azan smiled at Di Qiu and said:

"Aqiu, you need to check it out clearly.

If he really has nothing to do with Jin Neng, let him go.

Otherwise, if the boss finds out that you are messing around, I won’t dare to speak up for you.”

When Di Qiu heard Azan mention Li Shaoan, he instantly shrank his head and said guiltily:

"Don't worry, brother Zhan. I'm just trying to scare him. I won't do anything wrong."

Azan nodded and said:

“That’s best.

Ah Qiu, I see that you have been feeling a bit emotional lately. Did you do something wrong in your practice?"

Di Qiu gave a bitter smile:

“Perhaps.

I don’t know why, but I’ve been getting angry for no reason lately.”

Azan's face condensed and he said carefully:

“The way of inner strength is profound and extensive, you must be cautious and not impatient.

If there is really no other way, then take a trip to Southeast Asia to vent your anger.

Anyway, Java has a large population, so it's a good opportunity to help them reduce their population."

Zeng Shiqiang listened to their entire conversation, but felt no emotion at all.

Because as he became more and more familiar with the power of the walled city, he, a Chinese supremacist, had already regarded Java as Chinese territory.

He wished more natives would die there.