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After countless rounds, until the person holding the gold had very little money left, he finally realized something was wrong.

It was only at this point that his face turned deathly pale again, even a little bluish, and the sweat on his forehead dripped down like rain.

He forced himself to remain calm, tossed out 20 yuan, and said to Wang An:

"Let me see your cards."

As he spoke, he stood up and reached out to grab Wang An's cards.

Wang An immediately covered his cards with his hand and cursed mercilessly:
"Are you out of your mind? Don't you know the rules of Texas Hold'em? There are still two players with their cards hidden, what the hell are you looking at? Do you think you can even see them?"

Wang An's goal was to reap the rewards, not only from Ma Ben, but also to take all the money from the kid's hands.

From the very beginning of the game, Wang An disliked this guy. He only had a little over 1 yuan in his hand and he wanted to cheat his way to win money, or rather, he wanted to win the 1 yuan in his hand. He didn't know where he got the courage.

Although the original meaning of "炸金花" (Zha Jin Hua) is "炸" (Zha), which means "to swindle" or "to cheat," it's ridiculous to think you can cheat others out of money when you don't even have enough capital in hand.
You should know that at the gambling table, you can really bury people in money, because the rules are very simple: I'll bet 1 yuan, and I'll ask you if you can keep up.
Can you afford it? Okay, then I'll add another 1.

If 1 isn't enough, try 2; if 2 isn't enough, try 10—as long as you dare to bet.

After Wang An finished cursing, the man holding the gold paused, his outstretched hand froze, he swallowed hard a few times, turned to look at Ma Ben, his face full of pleading, and stammered:
"Brother Ma, how about you, how about you take a look at the cards?"

At this moment, only if Wang An or Ma Ben sees the cards can the person holding the gold be freed from this predicament.

But as the old saying goes, "there are no fathers and sons in a casino." No matter what relationship Ma Ben has with him, even if they are brothers, Ma Ben will never look at the cards.

The main problem is that Ma Ben has already bet countless times. What if Ma Ben's hand is weak and can't beat K Jin? Wouldn't all the money Ma Ben just threw in be wasted?

Ma Ben gave a wry smile, and was about to speak when the man holding the gold jewelry said hopefully:
"Brother Ma, I'm sure I can win with this hand. If I win, I'll give you half, okay?"

Seeing that Ma Ben did not immediately agree, the man holding the gold quickly added:

"No, Brother Ma, I'll give you 7%, and I'll keep 3% to break even."

However, Ma Ben held tightly to the three playing cards on the table in front of him, his face full of indifference.

It's obvious that these two know each other, but they probably don't have a very close relationship.

Of course, having a good relationship is useless; who cares about relationships at a casino?
For gamblers, even their own father can't help them.

Wang An watched this scene without showing any emotion, and even casually took out a cigarette.

As soon as he put the cigarette in his mouth, Huang Zhong very considerately took out a lighter, lit it, and then reached out his hand.

Wang An took a puff of his cigarette, and then saw Ma Ben advising the man holding the gold:

"Second brother, fold your hand. If I win, I'll give you 100."

To be honest, for Ma Ben to say something like that at the gambling table is actually quite respectable.

Compared to the nearly 600 yuan he had already thrown in, the man holding the gold was clearly very unwilling. In his opinion, as long as he could hold on until the end, he would be the one to collect all the money on the table.

Because what he held in his hand was a very high-ranking hand, a gold ace.

What he didn't know was that it was all an illusion. Wang An just wanted to take advantage of the situation and empty his pockets to teach him a lesson.

However, there's an old saying: "Good words can't persuade a damned ghost," and "There's always a reason why someone is pitiful." Because after Ma Ben finished speaking, the man holding the gold instantly changed his expression, glaring at Ma Ben with hatred for a while. Then, after enduring this for quite some time, he turned to a person selling the items and said:
"Brother Hu, give me 2 yuan, and I'll leave my Jiefang truck with you as collateral."

Unexpectedly, the so-called "Brother Hu" responded without any hesitation:
“Your car is so old, it’s always breaking down here and there. You can’t even get 8 yuan back as collateral.”

Wang An never expected that there was someone hiding in this house who lends money at exorbitant interest rates.

However, Wang An didn't pay much attention to it. He dealt with even someone as big as Wei Cheng without any problems, so he was even less concerned about the loan sharks in Sujiatun.

It should be said, however, that Wang An was quite interested in the Great Liberation.

Buying a car in this day and age is not an easy thing. Wang An originally had his eye on the Jinbei double-cab SY132 produced in Fengtian, but even with Wu Dong and Zhang Shuya's influence, it was very difficult for them to buy one privately.

Because the annual production of both freight trucks and cars in that era was very low, and the new cars produced were mainly supplied to various units and factories, and private individuals simply wouldn't sell them to you.

However, ever since Wang An and his group started collecting furs, they have been in dire need of a truck for long-distance transport. If they don't have one themselves, they will have to borrow one from Wu Dong or Zhang Shuya.

But that's just how Wang An is. He doesn't want to bother others with things he can do himself, not even his half-brother and half-sister.

Despite thinking this to himself, Wang An remained calm and collected. In any case, there was no way Wang An would buy a car from this kid with karat gold.

After the so-called "Brother Hu" finished speaking, the man holding the gold jewelry turned ashen-faced and swayed uncontrollably.

In his mind, he still believed this was a sure-win game. If he won, he would immediately have money, knowing that the money on the table at this moment already exceeded the amount he had at the start of the game.

Unfortunately, despite the game being a sure win, he ran out of money and was dragged down to this point by his opponents.

With red eyes and a determined look on his face, he said to Brother Hu:

"Then it's 8,000. I know the rules. If you win, I'll give you 8,500 to redeem the car. If you lose, the car is yours from now on."

Upon hearing this, Brother Hu's face lit up with joy. He glanced at him, then said very coldly:

“别忘了还有砍头息500块呢，你只能拿到7千5百块钱，明早6点前我拿不到8千5百块钱的赎金，那车可就归我了。”

It has to be said that the interest rate was shockingly high, making Wang An grimace in disbelief.

因为这就相当于借了7千5，还的时候就得还8千5，关键现在是下午5点，到明早6点也仅仅只有13个小时的时间。

At this moment, Su Guangjun couldn't help but interject:

"Dai Hongsheng, are you out of your mind? You bought that truck for 15,000 yuan the year before last, and it's still carrying famine-stricken trucks. Can you just stop messing around?"

It was only then that Wang An learned that the man holding the gold was named Dai Hongsheng.

Dai Hongsheng was clearly completely intoxicated at this point. After Su Guangjun finished speaking, Dai Hongsheng said with bloodshot eyes:

"Never mind that, I don't believe I can lose this game."

Turning his head, Dai Hongsheng said to Brother Hu:
"Brother Hu, process the paperwork and give me the money."

Su Guangjun sighed, his cheeks twitched, and he didn't say anything more.

And so, after signing the mortgage papers, Dai Hongsheng successfully received 7,500 yuan. (End of Chapter)