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"Continue with 150,000!" The man in the suit casually tossed out two chips worth 100,000 and 50,000 US dollars, his eyes scanning Chen An and the others.

"Call!" said the Middle Eastern tycoon.

The others followed suit, but Pal folded immediately, thinking that his luck was terrible, getting bad hands every hand, with the best he could get was two pairs, and there was no hope at all.

The hand rankings are as follows: Royal Flush > Straight Flush > Four of a Kind > Full House > Flush > Straight > Three of a Kind > Two Pair > One Pair and the lowest hand, which is a mixed hand with no combinations!

"Two hundred thousand dollars to raise!" Chen An casually threw out all the remaining chips in his hand. The others had different expressions when they saw this, wondering what kind of hand Chen An had.

Pal and Black Wolf were equally curious.

"Asian kid, you dare to bet so big on your first time? Aren't you afraid of losing so much you won't have money for a taxi home?" the man in the suit said.

"I'm lucky, I might just win," Chen An said casually.

"Okay, I'll call again. I want to see what kind of hand you have!" the man in the suit said, throwing down 200,000 chips.

"I called." The Middle Eastern tycoons did the same, but some abstained, not daring to take any more risks with the strength of their hands.

Then everyone's eyes turned to Chen An.

The man in the suit chuckled, "It seems you're out of chips. You can either fold or exchange your chips to raise your bet. Choose one."

"Of course we'll continue," Chen An said, looking at Pal beside him. "Lend me your chips, I'll pay you back when I win."

As he spoke, Chen An produced another 300,000 chips and, without a second thought, tossed them onto the gambling table. "Let's raise another 300,000!"

"Fuck! Did I agree?!" Pal was furious, wondering when his bargaining chips had ended up in the other party's hands.

"Don't get so worked up. If you say you'll pay me back, you definitely will," Chen An laughed. "Besides, we still have Black Wolf. He's not short of money."

Upon hearing this, Black Wolf's expression shifted. "No, we came here to find a solution. So you're saying that you lost and still have to pay me back? I don't have that much spare cash on me."

Chen An smiled and said, "Don't worry, we won't lose."

He then looked at the others and said, "It's your turn."

At this point, the fifth community card had been dealt, and it was almost time to reveal the cards. Everyone was extremely cautious.

Even the man in the suit frowned, scrutinizing Chen An, wondering what kind of hand he had that kept raising the stakes!

"I abstain!"

"I'm also abstaining!"

Soon, only the man in the suit, the Middle Eastern tycoon, and Chen An remained at the gambling table.

"Add another 350,000!" said the Middle Eastern tycoon.

The man in the suit glanced at his hand again, smiled, and tossed over his chips, "Then I'll call."

Seeing this, the dealer gestured, "The three of you may now reveal your cards."

At this moment, both Black Wolf and Pal were extremely nervous. Pal was heartbroken over his 300,000 chips, while Black Wolf was thinking about how to clean up Chen An's mess later.

"Four, if you have a higher rank than me, then accept it!" The Middle Eastern tycoon said, revealing his trump card.

Seeing this, the man in the suit breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Chen An, "Would you like to go first, or should I?"

"You go first," Chen An said.

"Alright, you have 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6 of hearts, a straight flush. You probably have four of a kind too." The man in the suit looked confident.

Seeing this, Chen An also revealed his hand, "Sorry, my 4, 5, 6, 7, and 8 of hearts are just slightly higher than yours, it's also a straight flush!"

"Shit!" The man in the suit cursed under his breath upon seeing this, and then angrily threw down the cards in his hand.

"6, 7, 8, 9, 10 of Hearts is the highest. Congratulations to this gentleman for winning all the chips." The dealer pointed at Chen An and said in a flat tone.

"Archer, collect the money," Chen An said.

Upon hearing this, Sagittarius and Capricorn stepped forward and gathered all the chips in front of Chen An.

He picked up 350,000 chips and tossed them to Pal, saying, "This extra 50,000 is a thank you for lending me the chips."

Pal, however, put on a polite smile and said, "You're too kind. How could I not lend it to you when you're Black Wolf's friend?"

"You're really lucky. You got a straight flush right away, and it's even higher than your opponent's."

"Asian kid, do you dare to continue?" the man in the suit said, clearly wanting to redeem himself.

"Come on, you still have so many chips in your hands. I won't stop until I've won them all," Chen An said arrogantly.

"One stroke of good luck doesn't mean you'll be lucky every time. Your mentality is terrible." The Middle Eastern tycoon just smiled faintly at Chen An's arrogant words.

There are too many people who think they are the chosen ones after winning one game, but in the end they still lose everything!

The dealer then began dealing the cards again.

Two hole cards were handed to Chen An. Just as Black Wolf was about to lean forward to see what they were, Chen An suddenly threw down two hundred thousand dollars in chips, "Two hundred thousand dollars!"

"Damn it! Ann, you bet without even looking at your cards? Are you crazy? That's no way to waste money!"

This move left everyone else speechless.

Pal's body trembled a few times. No way, how did things get so out of hand? What was Black Wolf's friend up to? Was he trying to cause trouble?

"Asian kid, this is the first time I've ever seen you do something like this." The man in the suit was also a little taken aback by Chen An's move.

"That's confidence," Chen An said with a smile, taking a sip of the drink the woman beside him had personally handed him.

"I call!" said the Middle Eastern tycoon.

Before long, many people gave up, after all, Chen An bet 200,000 as soon as he arrived, and their cards weren't very good either, so there was no need to take the risk.

"I'll call too!" The man in the suit threw out his chips.

"Hahaha! Finally, a good hand! Call, call!" Pal laughed as he threw down his chips, every cell in his body trembling with excitement.

"Par, let me see what card you are." Black Wolf wanted to step forward and take a look.

"No way! You're in cahoots with Mark Ann. What if you tell him my cards? You're out of here!"

Black Wolf's face darkened, then he approached Chen An. "An, how about we take a look at our trump cards?"

"No need, the hole cards won't change, let's raise another 300,000!" Chen An waved his hand and then placed another bet.

"Is this guy crazy? Who plays like this? He keeps raising without even looking at his hole cards. Isn't he afraid of having a bad hand and losing all his chips?!"

Chen An continued to raise the bet, and soon the fifth community card was revealed, a crucial moment. Only the man in the suit, the Middle Eastern tycoon, Parr, and Chen An continued to call, bringing the total chips on the table to over three million.

"Let's open the cards, everyone!" the dealer said.

The man in the suit couldn't resist revealing his hand first: "Four of a Kind! I don't believe you can have a straight flush every time!"

Seeing this, Pal looked excited.

Yes!

His opponent's hand is slightly weaker than his; he's guaranteed to win this round.

"Gourd." The Middle Eastern tycoon opened his hand, then shook his head.

"Four Kings, I'm the biggest, sorry." Pal looked at the man in the suit, his tone excited.