Chapter 888： No way, you can lose

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

This time it was his turn to sit in the manor again, and he once again cast a greasy smile on Cheng Fei'er.

"Beauty, I still have to do it for you this time. I believe that you, a little fragrant hand, will definitely bring good luck to my brother. When I win money, my brother will definitely give you a big red envelope."

Cheng Fei'er gave him a disgusted look, but in the end she didn't refuse.

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

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

Ye Feng's previous win was too weird. Although he didn't have any evidence, he was very suspicious that this guy was cheating, so he must not be allowed to touch his cards.

"Okay, I won't touch it." Ye Feng immediately withdrew his hand, but sneered in his heart, do you have to touch the card to cheat? childish!

This time it was his turn to bet first.

After Cheng Fei'er finished dealing the cards, he didn't look at the cards, and directly threw out two thousand chips.

The gambler sitting in his lower seat was cursing in his heart, sitting behind these two guys was really unlucky.

Unwilling to look at the cards, 6, 6, k is another small pair.

If it was a call of one hundred and two hundred, he might follow along for a few more rounds, but if he wanted to call now, he would have to pay up to four thousand directly, and he couldn't bear it.

"threw!"

He threw down the cards resentfully, got up and left the table, not wanting to play with these two guys anymore.

Of course, he didn't leave immediately, and wanted to see what good cards these two goods could have in the end?

The others didn't have too many cards in their hands, so they threw them away one after another, leaving Ye Feng and the greasy middle-aged man again.

The middle-aged man stared at him with a smile on his face, "Two thousand, follow."

As he said that, he threw out two thousand dollars in chips.

"Four thousand." Ye Feng didn't say much, and threw another four thousand chips.

"Four thousand, follow." The middle-aged man seemed to be competing with him, and he did not back down.

"Eight thousand!" Ye Feng continued to block the cards without any hesitation.

"hiss…"

Everyone present immediately gasped.

"Is this guy crazy? He didn't even look at the cards, so he was bored for eight thousand?"

"It's probably because I got the sweetness last time, do you want to do it again?"

"Is this a dream? Is that kind of good luck possible every time?"

"According to his way of playing, he will lose all in just a few times."

"What a loser..."

The lively people all mocked, Ye Feng's way of playing is really too risky.

Even Cheng Fei'er on the side frowned slightly, this guy didn't even look at the cards, so he dared to follow? This is a bit exaggerated, right?

The eyes of the greasy middle-aged man also narrowed slightly, and he kept looking at Ye Feng's face, "Are you scaring me? Then I will accompany you to the end, whoever loves the grandson."

After speaking, he also cast 8,000 chips.

The people around immediately became excited, these two people are very angry now, it's exciting to watch like this.

"Sixteen thousand."

Without further ado, Ye Feng threw out 16,000 chips. There were less than 20,000 chips left in front of him, but they were all cleared at once.

"Crazy crazy, this guy is really crazy."

"Still bored at 16,000? Isn't that too risky?"

"Young people are very impulsive. When they are provoked by others, they lose their temper."

"If you lose this time, it will be miserable..."

Everyone was taken aback by his move, how could he play like this? Do you really not take money as money?

The middle-aged man could no longer remain calm, and stared at Ye Feng, "Do you really want to play so big?"

Ye Feng grinned, "Come out to play, isn't it just to have fun? This time it's 16,000, next time it's 32,000, and next time it's 64,000. Let's roll up slowly."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man hastily wiped the sweat from his forehead.

There are few people who play on the first floor who are really rich. If they are really rich, they will go directly to the second and third floors.

Even if he knew that Ye Feng was scaring him, he didn't dare to continue to follow, but if he handed over the gun now, the 12,000 bet earlier would be in vain.

So after a battle between heaven and man, he finally slapped the table with a "bang", "Sixty thousand, right? Okay, I'll show you the cards!"

After finishing speaking, he directly rolled out 16,000 chips, and then his eyes began to turn red.

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth immediately curled into a smile, and he slowly turned over his three cards.

6, 5, 9, three single cards, the biggest is a 9.

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

"Hahaha, is this kid dumbfounded now? How dare he play such a bad card?"

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

"Yeah, as long as he has a 10, he can beat him. This kid is playing with fire and setting himself on fire."

"I lost 30,000 yuan in one go. This is the price of impulse."

"This can be regarded as a lesson for this kid, so that he will not be so arrogant in the future."

Everyone taunted Ye Feng without hesitation, especially those who were sitting at his next house just now, they all hated it.

The cards of any one of them are higher than this guy's, but because he was bored for two thousand when he came up, they were so scared that they all threw away the cards. They didn't expect it to be such a bad card.

When Cheng Fei'er saw Ye Feng's card, she couldn't help but sighed, this guy's luck is too bad this time, right?

With such a small board, he must lose!

The greasy middle-aged man got up and wriggled happily, "Okay, okay, dare to play with me with such a bad card? I can't kill you..."

While twisting, he still did not forget to throw a few winks at Cheng Fei'er.

Everyone present didn't feel that he was in a hurry, because he was sure to win this game, even if his luck was extremely bad, he couldn't be less than 9, right?

The greasy middle-aged man sat down again after he was finished, and looked at Ye Feng with a smile, "Boy, this time is a lesson for you, remember not to be so arrogant next time."

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

At this time, I heard everyone around me exclaiming at the same time, "No way? You can lose this?"

His movement of hugging the money suddenly froze, and he looked back.

I saw the faces of his three cards were: 2, 4...8!

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

how can that be?

This TM can lose?

Don't say he can't believe it, except for Ye Feng, I'm afraid no one can believe it.

The probability of this is too small, right?

Ye Feng's biggest card is only a 9. In this case, it is difficult to lose even if he wants to.

If you can lose all of this, how bad is your luck? It's even worse than having ten sons and not having a single one, isn't it?

But this guy's luck is so bad, the biggest card is an 8, it's so bad.

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