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"Boss Zhang, help me shuffle the cards."

Fan Ziqiu opened a new pair of playing cards and handed them to Zhang Fuchun who was standing next to him.

Zhang Fuchun couldn't shirk it, so he had to step forward to help shuffle the cards.

Because I was so nervous, I even flew through the shower several times.

Fortunately, the cards were eventually shuffled.

"Let's send it to Mr. Tang first." Fan Ziqiu was very gentlemanly and gestured to Tang Feng.

"Wait a minute, I want to play a card." Tang Feng suddenly stopped Zhang Fuchun and made a request.

Zhang Fuchun had no choice but to turn around and ask Fan Ziqiu for his opinion.

"Okay." Fan Ziqiu felt there was no problem and nodded.

Zhang Fuchun held the playing cards in his hand and handed them to Tang Feng.

Tang Feng picked up a pile of playing cards seemingly casually and threw them to a corner of the table. Then he raised his hand and said, "That's it."

Zhang Fuchun continued to deal the cards, and after finishing the dealing, he stepped aside.

"Mr. Tang, you speak first." Fan Ziqiu leaned leisurely on the chair and rubbed the ring on his finger.

Tang Feng did not look at the cards and shouted directly, "Dark card, one million."

Everyone present looked at each other and couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.

Without even looking at the cards, he just bet one million.

It's too arrogant.

The pressure was instantly on Fan Ziqiu's side.

Even though he seemed relaxed on the surface, he was actually very stressed.

However, he knows very well that playing Jinhua is often a test of mentality.

Some people with a bad mentality clearly have big cards in their hands, but they dare not follow them, and they can only miss the opportunity in vain.

Some people have very small cards, but they often get the last laugh just because they are brave.

Now, it depends on who can maintain a stable mentality.

"I also have a secret card, one million."

Fan Ziqiu also didn't look at the cards, and his tone was very relaxed.

Tang Feng looked at him in surprise, "Are you sure you don't want to look at the cards? What if it's a bad hand?"

Fan Ziqiu spread his hands and said, "The bold ones will die, and the timid ones will starve to death. If you don't dare to follow, you can fold."

"Don't you dare to follow? Hahaha," Tang Feng seemed to have heard a joke and immediately waved his hand, "I will follow you for another million."

"hiss……"

Everyone gasped again.

Why do they feel that one million seems so insignificant to the two of them?

It was like shouting a hundred dollars.

Fan Ziqiu finally lost his composure.

He originally thought he could scare Tang Feng and force him to read the cards.

As soon as he looks at the cards, he immediately becomes passive.

If the cards are bigger, it's easier to say, but if the cards are smaller, you have to admit defeat.

But he didn't expect that Tang Feng would be so courageous and dare to continue the second round.

"Do you have that much money?" He did not follow the bet immediately, but expressed doubts to Tang Feng.

Tang Feng just smiled faintly and took out the car key from his pocket, "My Ferrari F8 has a market price of more than five million. It has only been driven for a few days, so at four million, it should be enough to cover the debt, right?"

When everyone saw the car key, their eyes lit up again.

This guy wears a 9 million watch and drives a 5 million sports car, which adds up to 14 million. What kind of family conditions does this have?

Fan Ziqiu glanced at the car keys and couldn't help but frown.

His own savings only amounted to more than four million, which he couldn't afford to spend.

After much hesitation, he finally chose to look at the cards.

The first card is the 6 of hearts.

He continued to twist the second card, his movements were very slow and ritualistic.

The second card is the 7 of Hearts.

He suddenly felt his throat was a little dry and wanted to drink water.

But in the end, he held back and continued to twist the third card.

The first thing that shows up is a bit of red.

He was suddenly very nervous and his hands were shaking a little.

I kept saying silently in my heart, "8 hearts, 8 hearts..."

Perhaps it was his piety that moved God. When the third card was twisted, he almost jumped with excitement.

Because the third card is the 8 of hearts that he has been thinking about.

The three cards are 6 of Hearts, 7 of Hearts and 8 of Hearts, a straight flush.

In this kind of million-dollar gambling game, you can imagine how exciting it is to get a straight flush.

Fortunately, his palace was deep enough. Although he was extremely excited in his heart, it did not show on his face.

From the outside, he still looked expressionless, and no one could guess what he was thinking in his heart.

Slowly placing the cards on the table, he tapped his fingers on the table a few times, as if he was debating whether to follow or not.

"Mr. Fan, if your cards don't work, just admit defeat. Anyway, you only lose one million, which is not a big deal." Tang Feng couldn't help but joke at this time.

His smug expression seemed so ridiculous to Fan Ziqiu.

Let me let you cry for a while first, and see how you cry later.

He sneered in his heart, and then said calmly, "I'm already a known card. If you want to follow me, you have to follow me for two million, right?"

Tang Feng nodded, "That's right."

Fan Ziqiu struggled for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth, "Okay, I'll follow you for another two million."

As soon as he said these words, everyone present felt their hair standing on end.

In their impression, Fan Ziqiu had always been very rational, but they didn't expect that he also had such an impulsive side.

This is already a stake of three million. If I lose, I will really cry without tears.

Tang Feng clenched his fists and breathed a little quickly, "You have already seen the cards, and you still dare to call two million. In other words, your cards are good?"

Fan Ziqiu had a teasing smile on his face, "Guess."

Tang Feng rubbed his forehead, looking troubled and in pain.

"If you don't dare to follow, just fold." Seeing how entangled he was, Fan Ziqiu teased with a smile.

Tang Feng seemed to be irritated by him, "What do you mean you don't dare to follow? Isn't it just money? The most important thing I lack is money. I will continue to hide my cards, one million."

Fan Ziqiu didn't expect that he would dare to hide his cards at this time. He was simply seeking death.

However, he also began to hesitate at this time.

His own savings are only over 4 million. After the 3 million he followed, he only has 1 million left, which is no longer enough to continue to invest.

However, he holds a large amount of money that was laundered by his boss Qin Lishen.

Should I embezzle part of it temporarily and make up for it when I win money?

He was a little confused for a moment.