Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

Without Ye Feng's participation, that greasy middle-aged man won this round easily.

This time, it was his turn to be the banker again. He once again threw a greasy smile at Cheng Fei'er.

"Beauty, I still need you to help me this time. I believe that your little hand will definitely bring good luck to Brother. When you win money, Big Brother will definitely give you a big red packet."

Cheng Fei'er looked at him in disgust, but in the end, she did not refuse.

Because she was quite far away from the cards, she had to stand up to reach it. Ye Feng was about to reach out and give it to her.

But at this moment, the greasy man suddenly stopped him. "You can't touch the cards!"

Ye Feng's previous win was too strange. Although he did not have any evidence, he suspected that this guy was cheating. He could not let him touch his cards.

"Alright, I won't touch it." Ye Feng immediately retracted his hand, but he was sneering in his heart. Did cheating really have to involve a card? Childish!

This time, it was his turn to bet first.

After Cheng Fei'er dealt her cards, he didn't look at them and threw out 2,000 chips.

The gambler sitting below him cursed in his heart. It was really unlucky to sit behind these two.

He looked at his cards unwillingly. Six, six, king, another small pair.

If it was 100 or 200, he might have played a few more rounds. But now, if he wanted to call, he would have to go up to 4,000. He couldn't take it.

"Throw it away!"

He threw down his cards angrily and got up to leave. He didn't want to play with these two anymore.

Of course, he did not leave immediately. He wanted to see what good cards these two would have in the end.

The others did not have any big cards in their hands. They threw them away as well. Only Ye Feng and that greasy middle-aged man were left in the arena.

The middle-aged man stared at him and smiled. "2,000. Call."

As he spoke, he threw out 2,000 yuan worth of chips.

"4,000." Ye Feng did not say much. He threw out another 4,000 chips.

"4,000, I call." The middle-aged man seemed to be fighting with him and did not give in.

"8,000!" Ye Feng did not hesitate. He continued to hold his cards.

"Hiss…"

Everyone gasped.

"Is this guy crazy? He didn't even look at the cards and directly charged 8,000?"

"I guess he got a taste of the sweetness last time and wants to do it again?"

"Is he dreaming? Can such good luck happen every time?"

"According to the way he plays, he will lose everything in a few tries."

"What a prodigal…"

The lively crowd started to mock. Ye Feng's method was too risky.

Even Cheng Fei'er frowned slightly. This guy didn't even look at his cards and dared to call? Wasn't this a little too much?

That greasy middle-aged man's eyes narrowed as he sized up Ye Feng's face. "Are you trying to scare me? Then I'll accompany you to the end. Whoever's the coward is the grandson."

After saying that, he also placed 8,000 yuan in chips.

The surrounding crowd instantly became excited. These two people were very angry now. It was only exciting to watch them like this.

"16,000."

Ye Feng did not say anything else. He threw out 16,000 chips. He had less than 20,000 left in front of him. It was all gone.

"Crazy, crazy, this guy is really crazy."

"16,000? Isn't this too risky?"

"Young people are so impulsive. Once provoked by others, they can't hold back."

"If he loses this time, it will be terrible…"

Everyone was shocked by his action. How could he play like this? Are you really not going to treat money as money?

That middle-aged man could no longer maintain his composure. He stared at Ye Feng. "Are you really going to play so big?"

Ye Feng grinned. "I came out to play, isn't it just for fun? 16,000 this time, 32,000 next time, 64,000 next time. We'll slowly roll up."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

There weren't many rich people on the first floor. If they were really rich, they would directly go to the second or third floor.

Even if he knew that Ye Feng was just scaring him, he did not dare to continue following him. But if he handed over his gun now, the 12,000 he had bet would be for naught.

So after a series of internal struggles, he finally slammed the table. "16,000, right? Alright, I'll show you my cards!"

After saying that, he pushed out 16,000 chips, and his eyes began to turn red.

Ye Feng's lips curled into a smile as he slowly opened his three cards.

Six, five, nine, three single cards, the biggest was a nine.

When everyone saw his cards, many people immediately laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, this kid is dumbfounded, right? You dare to play such a big game with such lousy cards?"

"The biggest card is a 9. Is there anything worse than this?"

"Yeah, as long as he has a ten, he can beat him. This kid is playing with fire."

"You lost 30,000 yuan in one round. This is the price of being impulsive."

"This can be considered a lesson for this kid. Let him not be so arrogant in the future."

Everyone was not stingy with their mockery toward Ye Feng, especially those who were sitting below him. They were all gnashing their teeth in hatred.

Any one of their cards would be bigger than this guy's, but because he had put down 2,000 at the start, they were so scared that they threw their cards away. They didn't expect it to be such a lousy card.

When Cheng Fei'er saw Ye Feng's cards, she could not help but sigh. This guy's luck this time was too bad, right?

With such a small hand, he was definitely going to lose!

The greasy middle-aged man got up and wriggled happily. "Good, good, good. You dare to play with me with such lousy cards? I won't kill you…"

As he twisted, he did not forget to throw Cheng Fei'er a few flirtatious glances.

No one present thought that he was showing off because he was definitely going to win this round. Even if his luck was extremely bad, it couldn't be less than 9, right?

After that greasy middle-aged man finished showing off, he sat back down and smiled at Ye Feng. "Kid, this is a lesson for you. Remember not to be so arrogant next time."

After saying that, he turned over his three cards and threw them in front of Ye Feng, then he went to grab the chips.

At this moment, everyone around them exclaimed at the same time, "No way? You can even lose like this?"

He froze and turned around.

The three cards were: 2, 4... 8!

..

The greasy middle-aged man looked at his cards in disbelief as if he had been struck by lightning.

How was this possible?

How could he f*cking lose?

Not only did he not dare to believe it, other than Ye Feng, no one else would dare to believe it.

Wasn't the probability of that too small?

Ye Feng's biggest card was only a 9. In this situation, it was hard to lose even if they wanted to.

If he could lose, how bad would his luck be? It was even lower than having ten sons but not having any biological children, right?

However, this guy's luck was so bad. The biggest card was only an 8, so bad that it made one's hair stand on end.