Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

Soon a game of Texas Hold'em began, but this time it was no-limit, meaning you could bet an unlimited amount of money, with no upper limit!

The rules remain the same: compare the size of the cards in your hand.

Beside Chen An were several briefcases filled with gleaming US dollars; this time, there were no chips, only cash bets.

The other three also had tall stacks of cash piled up in front of them, which was quite striking.

Looking at the money, Chen An already considered it his own.

The dealer began to deal two hole cards to each person. All four picked them up and glanced at them, their expressions calm and well-concealed. No one could tell from their faces whether the cards they received were good or bad.

"I'll go first, betting one million!" The curly-haired man invited by Prince Takla was the first to speak, betting one million US dollars right away.

Some people around gasped in amazement. Although they were also wealthy, they couldn't bring themselves to bet a million at once.

"Then I'll bet a million too!"

"Me too."

Both Vincent and Howard Grant's teams placed an additional $1 million to test the waters.

Next, it was Chen An's turn to place his bet.

Seeing this, he smiled and pushed a briefcase to the center, saying, "If all of these are bet, it should amount to three million."

Upon seeing this, all three frowned.

What's going on?

Without even revealing the three community cards, the opponent dared to bet three times more than them. What kind of playing style is this?

Even Prince Takla and his companions looked at Pal with surprise, asking, "Does your friend really know how to gamble?"

Parr smiled slightly. "That's just how confident he is. Let's keep watching."

Seeing this, the three people sitting around Chen An had no choice but to follow suit, and in no time the cash on the gambling table reached as much as ten million.

Such a large sum of money inevitably breeds greed. Even Mike and his crew were stunned. With so much money, how many operations would they have to plan?

The amount of money involved in a single bet by the other party is as high as this!

Only then did he realize that the money that real big shots could casually spend was something that some people couldn't earn in several lifetimes.

Even if they wanted to possess them, neither Grant nor Prince Tarak were people to be trifled with, and no one would act rashly.

Soon, the game reached its final round, with a large amount of cash piled up in the center, making everyone around unable to look away.

"Gentlemen, let's open the cards," the dealer said.

Then Chen An and the other three revealed their cards one by one. Undoubtedly, Chen An still had the best hand and won this round of the bet.

"Sorry, I won." Chen An smiled faintly.

The other three kept their eyes fixed on Chen An.

They knew they had underestimated their opponent, and they couldn't understand when their opponent had switched their cards, because it was impossible for such a coincidence that their opponent's cards were slightly higher than the second-place player's.

It's as if the other side can see their hand.

As the three of them thought this, they quickly looked around and found that the closest person to them was the dealer, while the others were generally a dozen or twenty meters away.

Moreover, they are very careful when looking at the cards. Unless the other party has clairvoyance, how could they possibly see them!

"Hahaha! Mr. Grant, Prince Tarak, it seems my friend is quite capable. You can hand over your business cooperation rights to me now," Pal said happily.

"There are still a few matches left, what's the rush? This time it was just good luck." Vincent still stubbornly insisted, but in his heart he had already cursed the player who replaced him several times over!

"Wait! I suspect this Asian guy is cheating!" Taishan suddenly spoke up, pointing at Chen An.

Black Wolf immediately stood up and angrily retorted, "Taishan, do you have any evidence to accuse An of cheating? How could you possibly see it from that far away?"

Howard Grant also looked at Tarzan, "Do you have any evidence?"

Upon hearing this, Taishan shook his head slightly, "No, but the other party acted strangely in every way. Who plays cards like that? It's as if they know they won't lose."

Upon hearing this, everyone agreed.

Prince Takla suddenly spoke up: "Mark Ann, please allow us to search you. If you haven't cheated, Tarzan will personally apologize to you; if you have cheated, then I'm sorry, even if Pal pleads for you, you'll have to leave something behind."

Chen An shrugged indifferently: "No problem."

In his eyes, Mount Tai was already a dead man. Thinking about it, he raised his hand to check the time, thinking it should be soon.

Soon, two security guards began to search Chen An, using electronic jammers to thoroughly search him and confirm that they found nothing.

One of the security guards then looked at Prince Takla and said, "Prince Takla, the other person has nothing on him."

"Did you hear that, Mount Tai? Apologize now!" Black Wolf laughed wildly.

Taishan's face stiffened. "How is that possible? Did you two even check carefully?!"

"Taishan, we've already searched you as you requested. Are you deliberately trying to cause trouble now?" Prince Batara Takla said with some dissatisfaction.

Howard Grant also glanced at the other person.

Upon seeing this, Taishan's temper vanished instantly. He clenched his fists, but still obediently bowed in Chen An's direction to apologize.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mark Ann, I misunderstood you."

"If your eyesight isn't good, you can get glasses or get treatment. Let's continue." After saying that, Chen An gestured to the dealer to continue the second round of betting.

Upon hearing this, Taishan was furious.

But he couldn't do anything to them now, so he had no choice but to keep it to himself, and he had already harbored resentment towards both of them.

Just you wait, Black Wolf, Mark Ann. Once you leave the Grand Hotel, let's see if you survive!

The second round of betting has officially begun.

........

at the same time.

In a small alley outside the Grand Hotel, several cars were parked neatly, with a dozen tall figures wearing black masks sitting inside.

"Boss, who is our target this time?" one of them suddenly asked.

The gang leader then pulled a photograph from his pocket and said, "This is it. According to the employer, he's in the Grand Hotel tonight. If we kill him, we'll get ten million US dollars!"

Those around him looked on with utter madness.

"Ten million US dollars, I can retire right after this. This mission is really big-budget. I wonder who the employer is?"

"Don't ask about these things unless it's important. Quickly send the photos down so everyone can see them. Don't kill the wrong people. If you die, I'll give your family the money."

So these people began to carefully observe the appearance of the person in the photo. He was tall and had tattoos all over his arms, and looked like someone who was not to be trifled with.

"Boss, what's their name?"

"Hmm... According to the information provided by the employer, there seems to be a code name: Mount Tai. Remember, no matter what, you must take care of him!"