Chapter 102: God of Gambling VS Family Reunion
"The second round is about to begin, the contestants can rest for half an hour first, and then continue after half an hour. After the end of the first round, the judge finally slowly opened the door and came in. After the staff counted the remaining funds, they announced a halftime break."
Cheng Zihan and his team started with ten people and still have ten people now, without eliminating anyone.
Cheng Zihan listened to the judge's words and stood up directly, going out to breathe in some fresh air.
The man sitting next to Cheng Zihang is an Indonesian named Sukarno.
He saw Cheng Zihan leave and he also got up and walked out.
Cheng Zihan stood in the corridor, downstairs there were many media reporters waiting there. Today's game was not broadcast live in its entirety, only selected exciting clips were released on news channels, and it would only be broadcast live globally on the final day of the finals.
At this time, Han Yi also happened to come out of the game room and stood in the opposite direction of Cheng Zihan.
Cheng Zihan smiled at him, leaning lazily against the pillar by the railing, with her eyes slightly narrowed.
There is no sunshine indoors, but it's still warm.
"Little kid." A somewhat discordant voice came in at this time, coldly entering Cheng Zihan's ears.
Cheng Zihan lazily lifted her eyelids, glanced at the person in front of her, and then continued to close her eyes, as if she was not very willing to see the person in front of her.
Looking at the current situation, I estimate that the first round of competition will take a day or two to determine the winner. As for others, I don't know what's going on either.
"Hey kid, I'm calling you!" The man saw that Cheng Zihang didn't react and called out again in a bad temper.
"Scram! Can't you see I'm in a bad mood? Don't want to bother with you. You're itching for a fight, go find someone else to pick on, don't come here and provoke me!" Cheng Zihan said lazily without opening his eyes, his tone unfriendly and scolding.
That man was taken aback and muttered a few words in his local dialect before leaving with a huff.
The match is about to start, and anyone with a brain knows not to stir up trouble at this time, Benjia. Sugano just wanted to scare Cheng Zihuan, let her retreat on her own, but now it seems that Cheng Zihuan is also not someone to be trifled with. The competition is about to resume, he's not stupid either, so naturally he won't provoke Cheng Zihuan at this critical moment.
Cheng Zihan continued to lean lazily against the pillar, narrowing her eyes in enjoyment.
The half-hour break passed quickly and everyone adjusted their mood and returned to the competition room once again.
Cheng Zihan also opened her eyes, looked at Han Yi opposite her, smiled, and then entered her own competition room.
Only Cheng Zihan and Ben Jia just went out. Sukarno, others are still sitting in their own seats without leaving.
Cheng Zihan returned when everyone was already seated and waiting for her.
She smiled and sat down.
According to the rules, the dealer said the rules of the game again, and then began to deal the cards.
Cheng Zihan already had a plan in mind, so he calmly sat in his seat, without even looking at the bottom card.
This round is spoken by Benika. Sukarno, he holds a square K in his hand, with the largest face value.
"A million." said Benika. Sukarno also didn't place a big bet, just a bet of one million.
Cheng Zihan smiled lazily and threw out a million, which was considered as following.
Others naturally followed suit.
It's rare for someone to fold in the first round; usually they will follow through to the third or fourth round before giving up.
The second round of dealing continues.
Cheng Zihan took a glance at her own hand, a pair of 10s, neither big nor small among everyone.
The person in charge is still Sukarno.
He raised an eyebrow and looked at Cheng Zihan with a smug expression, then pushed the money in front of him outwards. "Five million."
Cheng Zihan let out a cold snort and looked at Benjia with an idiot-look. Sugano glanced over, directly covering his own card, "I'm not playing."
Cheng Zihan withdrew from this round, so even if it was a loss, she knew that the loss of just one million was negligible to her.
She has considered it and can't always change other people's cards. Once or twice might be okay, but if it happens many times, the other side will definitely suspect.
And now there are still ten people in the room, if she wants to take them down by herself, it's obviously not very practical.
So now, just watch them kill each other, first consume their strength, let one of them win the whole game, and then she will fight against the opponent, and defeat him in one move.
Playing poker is not just about luck, but also about psychology, tactics and charisma.
Cheng Zihan is now going to play tactics with them, she has calculated that even if she doesn't get all the chips in the first round and folds in the second round when they are all eliminated and only two people are left, she should still have 2-3 billion funds left on her hand, at which point she can fight with the remaining person.
Everyone present is not simple, but Cheng Zihan feels that the final winner should be the one sitting next to her, Benzema. Sukarno.
The game is still going on, Cheng Zihan hasn't returned yet and only watched the first round. Looking at other opponents being eliminated one by one, she just smiled coldly.
Benjia. Now I've seen through her thoughts, but there's no way out. If everyone uses the same tactics, they'll probably have to fight for hundreds of years before they can decide who wins.
Although everyone thinks that Cheng Zihang is despicable and shameless, they can't help it.
They are all old men and have some reputation in the gambling world. They can't play with the same tricks as Cheng Zihang, a young man.
Time passed minute by minute and second by second, until 6 o'clock in the afternoon, when there were only four people left at the gambling table.
Cheng Zihan still has 300 million funds left, while Benzika. Sukarno already holds tens of billions of funds.
Cheng Zihan took a glance at those tens of thousands of dollars in cash, and sneered inwardly. This money would soon be hers.
Because time has come, although there is still no final candidate, but can only end the game.
The match will continue here at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning.
Cheng Zihan dropped the cards in his hand, stood up, and didn't even look at the money on the ground. He just walked out directly.
As soon as she went out, someone came in and helped her take all the money away.
The competition side will record the number of funds remaining in the hands of the participants. In the next game, the amount of funds cannot be changed.
Coming out of the Royal Casino, Cheng Zihan stretched her waist.
Bors's car is already waiting at the gate.
Cheng Zihan got on the bus and took a glance at Han Yi who came out from behind.
Han Yi has his own private car to pick him up, so Cheng Zihuan doesn't need to worry too much.
Back from the Royal Casino, Cheng Zihang first went to have a big meal before returning to his hotel room to rest.
The cat uncle saw her come back and immediately came over with a grievance, rubbing against her body fiercely to express his dissatisfaction at being abandoned for a day.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling lonely?" Cheng Zihan pulled down the paw of the cat that was lying on her chest, then picked up the body of Cat Uncle and asked with a playful expression.
The cat uncle meowed and stretched out his sharp claws towards Cheng Zihang.
Cheng Zihan directly slammed him heavily onto the wall not far away.
"Cheng Zihan, you have a ruthless heart!" The fat cat uncle's body flipped a beautiful backflip in mid-air and landed steadily on the ground. He licked his paws and gazed at Cheng Zihan with cold green eyes.
Cheng Zihan kicked off her shoes and lay down on the bed, today's mental struggle was more exhausting than a physical fight. Playing mind games like this wasn't really suitable for someone with her low IQ.
The cat uncle lay listlessly on the sofa beside him, raised his head to look at Cheng Zihang, saw that she was asleep, and then elegantly stepped in cat steps towards Cheng Zihang, finally jumping onto the bed and sleeping next to her.
Han Yi followed Cheng Zihan back, but he also knew that Cheng Zihan was exhausted, so he didn't come to disturb her.
After a simple wash and rest, Han Yi finally dialed the phone of his reliable assistant, Han Xin.
"How's the matter going?" Han Yi's jet-black eyes had no warmth in them, his tone was even colder than the air outside.
"The land has been purchased, and the construction of the training base can begin immediately." On the other end of the phone, a crisp and powerful voice came through, without any hint of femininity or softness, only a man's boldness.
Han Yi's voice was barely audible as he nodded and then said coldly: "You have seven more days to prepare."
"Yes, young master." The other party responded with a single word and quickly hung up the call.
Han Yi pinched her phone, gazing into the distance, lost in thought about something.
Cheng Zihan slept for a while and woke up, feeling much more refreshed.
She went to take a bath and came out to sit in front of the window staring blankly.
The wind blows in, carrying a bit of chill and a hint of salty sweetness from the sea.
Cheng Zihan snapped back to reality, and in that instant, she felt her entire body filled with energy, as if she had just been fully charged.
That kind of mysterious state where the whole person is empty, is indeed wonderful.
Cheng Zihan smiled and looked at the door, thought for a moment and went to find Han Yi.
Cheng Zihan arrived at Han Yi's room when Han Yi was still taking a bath.
Cheng Zihan directly pushed open the door and went in.
Perceptive Han Yi immediately sensed that someone had entered the house. He vigilantly shouted towards the outside of the door, "Who?"
Cheng Zihan glanced in the direction of the bathroom, looked embarrassed for a moment, and then replied somewhat awkwardly: "It's me. I didn't know you were taking a bath, go ahead, I promise I won't sneak a peek."
As soon as Cheng Zihan's voice fell, a series of loud noises came from the bathroom, sounding like something had fallen to the ground. Judging by the sound, it seemed that what had fallen was quite large.
Cheng Zihan looked towards the bathroom with some confusion and couldn't help but ask: "Hanyi, are you okay?"
"No, nothing, just wait outside, I'll be fine." Han Yi's voice was clearly somewhat urgent, with a hint of tremble.
Cheng Zihan hummed a response and directly found a spot in the room to sit down.
After more than ten minutes, Han Yi finally came out of the bathroom, wrapped only in a towel, with a red face that was very cute.
Cheng Zihan looked at him dressed like that and couldn't help but tease him: "Hey, are you dressing up like this to seduce me? I'm still young, can't do anything bad."
Han Yi's heartbeat, which had just calmed down with great difficulty, successfully turned red again under Cheng Zihan's teasing.
He slowly moved to the side of Cheng Zihan, sat down, and pulled up the quilt to cover himself. He carefully looked at Cheng Zihan and asked, "How did you get here?"
Cheng Zihan smiled and approached Han Yi, looking at him: "The long night is vast, I'm very lonely, came to find you to warm the bed."
Han Yi inexplicably felt a jolt of surprise and his body subconsciously retreated backward, but as a result, he suddenly found himself falling into the air, and his entire person crashed to the ground.
Cheng Zihan hastened to lie down on the bed, lowering her head to look at Han Yi.
This look was unbearable, she was so frightened that she hurriedly covered her eyes, sat up straight and didn't dare to glance sideways.
Han Yi's face turned bright red, and he hastily wrapped the towel that had fallen off around him again, then went to grab his clothes and rushed in to change.
Cheng Zihan felt her heart was still pounding and jumping non-stop.
She had to swear on heaven that she really hadn't seen anything just now.
It's killing me.
Han Yi came out after changing his clothes, his face was still flushed red. This time he didn't dare to sit next to Cheng Zihan, so he found a chair far away and sat down, not knowing where to put his hands.
Cheng Zihan knew she had just done something wrong and saw something she shouldn't have. She carefully glanced at Han Yi, seeing his tense face, and the young woman's appearance made her inexplicably feel depressed. So, she couldn't help but explain: "Hey, Han Yi, I didn't see anything just now, don't mind it."
Cheng Zihan didn't say anything, but as soon as she did, Han Yi's face looked even better.
Cheng Zihan knew she had misspoken again, and couldn't help but cover her mouth, chuckling slightly before falling silent.
At this time, Black Cat classmate suddenly appeared, destroying the eerie silence in the room.
Uncle Cat just didn't know anything, so when he saw the two people with strange expressions in the room, he was a little curious. What good thing did he just miss?
Jumped onto Cheng Zihan's thigh and lay there, Cat Uncle licked his paws and looked at Han Yi.
Han Yi's face was as red as a monkey's butt, and even his neck and ears were flushed.
Cheng Zihan felt that the atmosphere here was really strange, she thought for a moment before breaking the eerie silence, "Uh, how was the game on your side today?"
Han Yi was hesitating about how to start the conversation, and then Cheng Zihan took the initiative to break the ice. He quickly regained his composure and roughly told Cheng Zihan about the battle situation in their room today.
The battle on Han Yi's side was more exciting than Cheng Zihans'.
Most of them in the room were masters, and they directly bet on their homes from the beginning, thinking that they would kill Han Yi with the least capital first.
Han Yi had no choice but to avoid it, and he didn't have the same luxury as Cheng Zihan, who was new to the scene and had no reputation to uphold, so he could afford to be shameless. Han Yi proceeded with caution, step by step, but because of his special abilities, he won all the way through.
It seems that everyone behind has found out that Han Yi is not simple, and they have started to slow down their pace. However, seven people were still eliminated today, and three more will continue competing tomorrow.
For now, Han Yi has the upper hand. He has the most funds at his disposal and a stable mindset, showing no hesitation when it's time to be ruthless, and performing normally.
But the remaining enemies were not easy to deal with either, and Han Yi was not careless or underestimating them in the slightest.
In casinos, winning or losing is a common occurrence. Even for someone like Han Yi, no one dares to guarantee that they will win 100%.
"Your side is quite ruthless, I like it. On our side, we've been struggling all day today and there are still four people left, plus me makes five." Cheng Zihan said with a helpless expression.
Han Yi smiled, and after saying so much, the atmosphere also relaxed a lot, and the previous awkwardness also disappeared.
"Tomorrow there's another fierce battle, let's all rest for now. After tomorrow's match is over, we can rest for three days. The final in three days' time, we must all strive our best." Having finished discussing the important matters, continuing to stay on, Cheng Zihuan naturally thought of the romantic scene from earlier and simply stood up, bidding farewell to Han Yi to go back and rest.
After Han Yi left, a blood-colored figure slowly emerged, and it was the Nine Underworlds Fire Python.
His amber-colored eyes glanced at Han Yi faintly, and then he asked with a sneer: "Do you like that little kid just now?"
Han Yi was taken aback, looked up at the Nine Serpent Fire Python, shook his head, and said with a bitter tone, "She is Cheng Zihan, my uncle's daughter, and also my aunt. How could I possibly like her?"
"You can deceive others, but you can't deceive yourself and me. You like her, or rather, you love her. Think carefully, sometimes identity is something that can be abandoned, don't be too rigid." Jiuyou Huo Yan glanced at Han Yi, finished speaking, and then disappeared without a trace.
Han Yi looked towards the direction of the door and furrowed his brow.
Is it really like this?
He smiled wryly, even if there wasn't that layer of relationship, he and Cheng Zihuan would never have a result anyway.
Han Yi thought to himself, lowering his head and glancing at his fingers. On those pale, slender fingers, a dark purple blood vessel twisted and turned on the palm of his hand, making one's heart feel startled.
He reached out and touched his own hand, smiled, and after a while, the terrifying blood vessels on his hand disappeared without a trace, just like when they appeared.
Cheng Zihan returned to her own room, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
She rolled around on the bed for a while before she finally got up.
The cat uncle was lying on the pillow, raised his eyes lazily and looked at her, asking faintly: "What's wrong? Did you get lice?"
Cheng Zihan let out a low growl, directly grabbed the cat uncle and pinned him down, using his not-so-impressive chest to press down hard several times. Then, gritting his teeth, he said: "I'm feeling inexplicably unwell right now! I'm burning with desire, come quickly and roll around in bed with me!"
The cat uncle struggled to escape from Cheng Zihans' magical claws and hid far away.
It seems like someone's intermittent mental illness has relapsed today.
Cheng Zihan had a seizure and fell straight onto the bed, and surprisingly fell asleep.
The cat uncle let out a sigh of relief, this bad habit was left over from the big war before, when he had nothing to do, he would have an epileptic seizure, and the seizures were also very erratic, sometimes it would be fine immediately, but sometimes it would take several days to recover.
It seems like today wasn't too crazy after all.
The next morning, Cheng Zihan woke up feeling like all her bones were aching, as if she had done some intense exercise. She stretched out her hand to support her waist and slowly walked into the bathroom to wash up, only going out after she was done.
It's still early, she went downstairs to have breakfast, and the person who came to pick up Bors also arrived.
Cheng Zihan got on the car and followed Bors to the Royal Casino. Han Yi was behind Cheng Zihan when he went out, and a stretched Lincoln limousine came to pick him up.
Arriving at the Royal Casino, Cheng Zihan got out of the car and immediately had someone come down to escort her in with a briefcase full of cash.
The room is still the same as yesterday's, with four familiar faces.
Cheng Zihan still sat in her original position and didn't even bother to look at others after sitting down.
Ben Jia. Sukarno looked at Cheng Zihang with a proud gaze, then slowly said: "Oh, I thought such a big scene was for someone else, but it's actually a coward. What? Your master didn't give you enough capital, so you want to win by despicable means? Unfortunately...
Benjia. Sugano was about to continue talking, but saw the slender and weak boy who had been quietly sitting in his seat suddenly jump up and pounce on Benjia. Sugano's body, stretching out his hands left and right, flapping his ears wildly.
"Let you be garrulous! Let you talk more! Let you not know what's good for you! Let you repeatedly offend me! Today, I'll let you see what it means to bring disaster upon yourself through your own mouth! What it means to be colorful and varied!" Cheng Zihan hit with great satisfaction, hitting that Benjia until he was crying out in pain. Sukano wailed loudly.
The customs officer next to him silently turned his face away, unable to bear this tragic scene.
Others also feel a wave of toothache.
This young man is too ruthless, don't provoke him at all! Everyone thought so in their hearts at this time.
Cheng Zihan fought back and vented her anger, then tidied up her clothes and swaggered back to her seat as if nothing had happened.
Sukarno was really beaten to the point where his parents wouldn't recognize him, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and his mouth was stuffed with what looked like two eggs, he couldn't even speak.
The violent scene ended, the dealer looked at the time, and the game also started. He repeated the rules once again, while secretly glancing at Cheng Zihang. Seeing Cheng's impatient face, he hurriedly sped up his speech, using the fastest speed in his life to finish explaining the game rules, and then immediately began dealing the cards.
The first one is Benjia. His face is bigger, he bets first.
Cheng Zihan coldly looked at him, Ben Jia. Sugano found it inconvenient to speak, so he could only express himself through direct action.
He threw out over ten bundles of money, each bundle was roughly one million yuan, it seems he was infuriated by Cheng Zihang and intended to take drastic measures.
Because of Benjie's appearance, Sukarno was unexpectedly injured, so the customs officer very kindly asked someone to come and help count the money.
"After finishing counting the money, he said: 'One billion three hundred million.'"
Others hesitated for a moment and then followed quietly under Cheng Zihan's fierce gaze.
Cheng Zihan also opened the box and threw out a few bundles of money.
The dealer continues to deal cards.
Still Benqia. Sukarno's face value is the largest, and he has made another 150 million with his wealth and arrogance.
The atmosphere in the entire room was exceptionally tense, and no one dared to speak, holding their breath as they stared at the cards in their hands.
Many people had given up by the third round, but under Cheng Zihan's murderous gaze, they could only follow suit.
By the time it got to the last round, the money on the table had already exceeded 300 million.
The customs officer had never seen anyone gamble like this before, and for a moment he was also amazed.
Now all five people have not given up yet, and the total amount of bets has accumulated to 315 million.
The current situation is that Benz is temporarily in the lead. Suharto has four Aces, Cheng Zihang has a hand of 6789 black spades straight flush, and the Mediterranean old man sitting to Cheng Zihang's right has four 4s, while the thin old man next to him has four Js, and the last person has four Ks.
Benjia. Sukarno's face value should be the largest if Cheng Zihang is not holding a straight flush in his hand.
Benjia. Soekarno didn't want to waste any more time, so he thought for a moment and then pointed at Cheng Zihan, saying "I'll go all-in, betting all the funds on your table."
It seems that Bian Jia is good. Soekarno intends to eliminate Cheng Zihang first this time.
Listening to Ben Jia, Sukarno's ambiguous words, Cheng Zihan smiled coldly and raised an eyebrow, asking faintly: "Are you sure you want to sun me?"
Ben Jia. Soekarno was slightly stunned, then nodded firmly, "En."
"Alright, I'm with you, let's gamble!" Cheng Zihan hooked her lips into a cold smile, snapped her fingers, and directly moved the boxes containing money onto the table, opening them one by one and pouring out all the cash.
Cheng Zihan currently doesn't have a lot of money on hand, and after just that one expenditure, he only has over 100 million yuan left.
Others were about to give up, but Cheng Zihang gave a cold glance, and the crowd shrunk their necks, only to follow him with a stiff upper lip, risking losing money.
Ben Jia. Soekarno smiled triumphantly, "You lose, kid!"
Cheng Zihan glanced at him faintly and smiled, "Not necessarily, you haven't shown your cards yet. Until the last moment, no one can say for sure who will lose or win."
Others knew they had no hope, so after handing over the money, they just sat aside dejectedly.
Cheng Zihan coldly stared at Ben Jia. Sujano, it seems that the beating just now was not enough, this guy is not afraid yet.
"Is it?" Benika. Sukagawa stood up abruptly, took his own trump card and turned it over directly.
A black peach 10 beautifully appeared in front of everyone.
Originally Benjia. Soekarno himself held the black 10, so he was certain that Cheng Zihang would not have a straight flush, so he dared to bet with Cheng Zihang in such a big way.
What a pity for Benqia. Sujano still made a mistake and missed one point, she could have taken the black 5 of spades.
Cheng Zihan's mouth corners continued to rise, and finally, her white and slender fingers slowly picked up the bottom card in front of her, and then flipped it open under everyone's gaze.
"Wow!" Today's competition room had a lot of onlookers sneaking in, the competition didn't have rules against spectators, as long as they didn't disrupt the order of the game, it was allowed.
Yesterday's game was missed by many people, but today, not a few tourists who came to visit were in the mood of curiosity and entered various rooms to watch the game. Among them, some people can be seen holding cameras to take pictures, estimated to be the dog team from somewhere.
Cheng Zihan has opened her card, and the last bottom card in her hand is just the black five of spades.
Seeing Cheng Zihan's black 5 of spades, Benjia. Sugano's eyes widened and glared fiercely at the person standing behind Cheng Zihan.
Cheng Zihan let out a cold laugh and turned her head to glance at the few people standing behind her.
Ben Jia. How could Sukarno's trickery have gone unnoticed by her?
Today there are more people in the room, but most of them can only stand at a distance of one meter to watch and cannot get close.
Cheng Zihan had long discovered that the person behind her was secretly peeking at her cards with a miniature telescope, so she simply used a blocking technique to make the opponent think that the bottom card in her hand was a plum blossom 10. This way, the opponent would immediately use a special signal to inform Ben Jia Su Gan. Ben Jia Su Gan knew Cheng Zihan's bottom card and naturally had nothing to fear, but how could he have thought that Cheng Zihan had long known about his little tricks and simply didn't bother to expose them?
But this time Sugano was deceived by Benika. As for Sukagawa, it's hard to say whether he will be deceived again in the next round.
According to Cheng Zihan's inference, as long as he wasn't deceived three times, a self-conceited person like Ben Jia Su Gan would definitely not discover that his plan had been seen through. At most, he would think that his subordinates just happened to be careless and didn't see clearly.
After all, spades and clubs are similar in some ways, they're both black, aren't they?
Plus he had just been beaten by Cheng Zihan, his eyes were a bit blurry when looking at things, or maybe the people under him told him it was Black 5, but his eyesight wasn't good and he misread the gesture.
It's okay. Soegiarto comforted himself and soon regained his composure.
He coldly looked at Cheng Zihuan, smiled and said, "Consider yourself lucky, but in the next round, you won't have such good luck again."
Cheng Zihan smiled and didn't deny it, "Is that so? We'll have to wait and see. The fortune teller said I'd always have good luck in my life, not sure if it's accurate or not."
Cheng Zihan seemed a bit smug, as if she had just won something and was so pleased with herself that she forgot her manners.
Ben Jia. Sukarno secretly smiled in his heart.
At his age, Cheng Zihan is probably young and arrogant, so it's not uncommon for people to become complacent after winning a game or two. Su Jiano has been hanging out in casinos for many years and thinks he's great at reading people, so he immediately assumes that Cheng Zihan is getting too full of himself.
Cheng Zihan didn't care what he was thinking in his heart at this moment. The more he underestimated himself, the more advantageous it was for him.
He smiled faintly, and Cheng Zihan lazily leaned back in his chair, raising his legs with a careless air, looking every inch the spoiled second-generation rich kid.
The match continues.
The competition has proceeded to the present, apart from Cheng Zihan and Ben Jia. Sugano, everyone else's capital is almost depleted, it is estimated that after another two rounds, there will be people who will be eliminated.
The situation in the second round seems to be no better than the first round.
The largest card face was Cheng Zihan, who only held a black 10 of spades.
Cheng Zihan took a glance at the bottom card and immediately furrowed her brow, the bottom card was actually a black four of spades.
4 and 10 are really unrelated.
She frowned and then observed other people's reactions.
No wonder he's a veteran of the casino, with excellent mental quality, no matter what kind of bad cards he sees, his face won't reveal any expression that exposes his emotions.
Cheng Zihan hesitated for a moment, this hand of hers was really the worst in history.
However, the biggest taboo in gambling is that after getting a bad hand, you become timid. Once you're timid, you lose your courage. Even if there's an opportunity to turn things around later, you look at your own hand and think it's too terrible, so you don't dare to continue.
Cheng Zihan took a deep breath and smiled faintly before starting to bet, "Let's play with a smaller amount, 50 million."
Others' cards were probably also bad, but under Cheng Zihans absolute dominance, no one dared to fold in the first round and everyone followed honestly.
The third card has been dealt, and Cheng Zihan looked at the card, her eyebrows furrowed again. It was a black spade K. It seems that this time she can only get a single suit hand.
Judging from the cards, Cheng Zihan is still the biggest. She looked at everyone with a puzzled expression, how come this round of cards was so bad? There wasn't even a single pair on the table, did everyone's cards turn out to be bad this time?
Cheng Zihan took a rough look at the cards on each person's table, and Benjia was holding two cards, one of which was a square 4 and the other a plum blossom 5, probably holding a straight.
The uncle on the right hand side of the Mediterranean is holding a red heart 3 and a red heart 9, probably also a same suit.
The uncle next door is holding a black peach 2 and a black peach 8, and the possibility of being the same suit is also very high.
The last hand held a Plum Blossom 7, Red Heart K, or possibly multiple straights.
But there is also a possibility that everyone's luck is very bad, and no one can get a flush or a straight. This possibility is relatively low, unless it's really unlucky. If this low-probability situation really occurs, then it can only be compared to who has the biggest card.
Cheng Zihan is now holding the black peach K. If in the worst case, it can only be compared to size, then she can say that she has won stably.
After observing everyone's cards, Cheng Zihan hesitated for a moment before placing his bet, "Ten million."
This time she's going down bigger than just now.
Others hesitated for a moment and followed.
Cheng Zihan smiled coldly and He Guan continued to deal the fourth card.
At the moment she saw the sign, Cheng Zihan inexplicably felt a sense of awkwardness.
What I got was actually a red Q heart.
It's all over now, and even the same flowers can't be obtained.
What kind of terrible personality is this, actually getting such a bad hand.
Cheng Zihan helplessly shook his head.
At this time, the situation on the table is: Benzhi: square 4, plum blossom 5, black peach 3, small sequence.
Uncle on the right: Red Heart 3, Red Heart 9, Plum Blossom 4.
Right two: Spade 2, Spade 8, Heart 10.
Right three: Plum Blossom 7, Red Heart K, Square 3.
Cheng Zihan's hand held: Black Peach 10, Black Peach K, Red Heart Q.
The cards look messy, and it's likely that no one can get a good hand anymore. However, the bottom card can decide everything. Cheng Zihan doesn't have X-ray eyes, so he can't see what their bottom card is, and there's nothing to do but guess.
This round is coming down, and the largest card face is Benjia. His is a straight flush, so this round is up to him.
Ben Jia looked at Cheng Zihan, smiled slyly, and directly moved out two boxes, pouring them out, "50 million."
Cheng Zihan furrowed her brow. 50 million, taking such a bad hand to gamble, was she going to follow or give up?
She hesitated for a moment, and the others, seeing that she didn't make a move, naturally waited and watched. If she gave up, they would all choose to give up too. But if Cheng Zihan followed suit, it meant her card could win, so they would naturally follow, because they wanted to give money to Cheng Zihan.
Come on, grandma, make up your mind already.
The remaining three people all started wiping away cold sweat with their handkerchiefs.
Cheng Zihan smiled slightly and said, "I'm with you."
Others also let out a sigh of relief and started placing their bets.
Ben Jia looked at Cheng Zihuan with a smile that was not quite a smile, but his pig head really couldn't tell what expression he had on his face at this time, it just looked ugly no matter how you looked at it.
Cheng Zihan was too lazy to bother with this pig-headed person and simply gave the official a cold glance.
The dealer's whole body shook, and he hastily continued dealing the cards.
Benjia didn't even bother to look at the cards, but instead coldly stared at Cheng Zihuan, then pointed to the boxes full of money behind her, "I bet your whole family!"
Cheng Zihan furrowed her brow and gazed at him coldly, "Alright, I'll play along to the end!"
"Ah, I've got a straight!" Benjia proudly flipped over his two cards, but as soon as he did, he froze. The bottom card was indeed the black 7, but the one that had just been dealt wasn't the 6, but rather a red heart 2 with an ironic tone.
He was stunned and looked at Cheng Zihan in confusion.
Cheng Zihan smiled, "You're really proud of yourself, haven't even looked at the cards yet, and you want to bet your life with me? How's that working out for you now? Remember to be more careful next round."
Others also followed suit and placed their bets, then turned over their cards.
This hand should be called "dog shit doesn't understand" because it's neither a straight nor a flush, just a mess of cards.
Cheng Zihan turned over her own card, which was also messy, not a straight or flush, and could only be compared to the size of everyone else. Fortunately, a black ace finally came, so even with a bad hand, she still won.
Benjiaqi was about to vomit blood.
Just now he didn't know what happened either. It seemed that a very strange breath controlled his mind, and actually made him make such an impulsive move.
Now thinking about it, he still feels somewhat unbelievable.
Looking at Cheng Zihan with a smug expression, Ben Jia vaguely felt that it was probably Cheng Zihan who had done something behind the scenes, but he had no evidence and could only swallow this bitter pill.
Silently gritting her teeth, Benjia also left a heart's eye.
This round of the game ended, and finally someone quit. It was the unlucky guy sitting next to Benjia. Although he still had some money left, 100,000 yuan wasn't even enough to meet the entry standard, so naturally he was asked to leave.
The others sat down and continued playing.
Those people just now were really exciting and thrilling to watch.
If everyone has a good hand, it doesn't matter much, unless the last card is a royal flush for everyone. Otherwise, the possibility of the last card deciding the outcome isn't particularly high. However, if everyone has a bad hand, then it really depends on luck and courage.
Cheng Zihan has gained momentum and confidence, so naturally she won.
The remaining two people are also close to death, and the Mediterranean on the side of Cheng Zihang still has about 200-300 million in cash, while the remaining one is estimated to be no more than 200 million, probably around 100-200 million.
The next round will see both estimates come out.
A new round of dealing has begun, and this round's cards aren't much better than the last one. However, Cheng Zihan at least holds a pair of jacks in her hand. After looking at the community cards, she raised her head to glance at Ben Jia and the remaining two people's cards.
This time the biggest card face is that old Mediterranean man, holding a black spade K, the thin old man next to him is holding a plum blossom 10, and Benjia is holding a red heart Q.
The old man from the Mediterranean made a bet first, he seemed to be hesitant, looking at the money he brought with him. Now he couldn't wait for there to be a surrender clause in the tournament rules, and he would definitely be the first to surrender and escape with the remaining money.
Unfortunately, you can't concede in the game, so even though he's already had thoughts of giving up, he still has to grit his teeth and persevere.
"Two million." He took out two million with trembling hands and threw it onto the table.
Cheng Zihan glanced at him lightly and didn't say a word.
That thin old man also hastily followed suit and placed his bet.
Benjia glanced at Cheng Zihan, thought for a moment, and then followed suit, this time he had learned his lesson and didn't put all his money down.
Cheng Zihan also followed.
The dealer continues to deal cards.
The outcome of this round was no surprise, and Cheng Zihan won with four Js, while the thin old man was out, and the Mediterranean old man still had 800 million chips left.
He's really pitied now, coming all this way only to lose half his life savings in one go. He's left with just 80 million and doesn't want to continue anymore. With the little money he has, it'll be gone in two rounds anyway. So he stood up, bowed to Cheng Zihan and Ben Jia, then turned to the dealer and asked: "Please inform the organizers that I'm withdrawing now. They all have around 2 billion in funds on hand, while I only have 80 million left. It's meaningless for me to continue competing with them, and there's no chance of a comeback."
This old man is indeed open-minded and doesn't care at all that losing is a shameful thing.
The official hesitated for a moment before going out to ask for instructions.
After about ten minutes, the official returned. She nodded at the old man from the Mediterranean, "Mr. Smith, you can withdraw from the competition now, but the deposit paid before the game cannot be refunded."
Smith nodded repeatedly when he heard this. The 200,000 deposit can be forgotten, anyway, the 800 million is now safe.
He took the money and left the room without saying another word, not even willing to stay and watch the rest of the game.
Cheng Zihan looked at him and thought it was funny. Calculating her current funds, she had won Smith's $10 billion and the other two people's combined total of around $18 billion. Adding this to her original $2 billion+, she now had over $30 billion in US dollars. If converted to RMB, that would be an astronomical amount.
She glanced at Benjia's dozens of boxes of money, and suddenly smiled brightly. Then, looking at Benjia with a smile, she said: "In a moment, I'll ask Mr. Sugano to be more generous."
Benjia coldly snorted and completely ignored Cheng Zihuan.
Before you know it, two hours of competition time in the morning have passed. After a two-hour break at noon, we will return to continue competing at 1 o'clock.
Cheng Zihan directly went out of the room and went back to rest.
Today's match may be broadcast live, but it is randomly selected to broadcast a room in the match. Currently, only this room has the most casualties, with only two people left, while other rooms still have three or four people.
The lunch on this side of the casino is ready and the organizer has also prepared rooms for everyone to rest.
Cheng Zihan naturally wouldn't let go of the opportunity to rest and directly went back to her room to have a good rest for over an hour.
It wasn't until half past twelve that she slowly got up and went downstairs to attend the afternoon competition.
Cheng Zihan did not expect that this time the media chose to live broadcast in her and Ben Jia's room.
At this time, in the distant Great China on the other side of the ocean, Han Jingchen, sitting in front of the TV, also had his eyes fixed on the huge screen.
Han Yi received a telegram in Las Vegas and said that today's international channel will have what he wants to see, so he has been waiting here since early morning.
Cheng Zihan's death gave this man a great shock, making him turn white-haired overnight. However, it was precisely because of this head of white hair that he looked even more handsome, attracting the gaze of countless innocent girls.
He is now the executive director of Yujingtai, responsible for all major and minor matters of Yujingtai. Five years ago, he would not have dared to think about these things. How could such a cold and aloof person handle interpersonal relationships well?
But five years later, he persisted and developed Yujing Tai into a thriving place.
Now Yu Jing Tai has become the largest real estate brand in China and is listed on the Hong Kong Stock Exchange, he has also joined the ranks of Asia's richest people.
Many programs on the international channel are about international news, but today's news is a bit different. It reports on the grand gambling event in Las Vegas, which is held once every ten years, and it's called the "Gambling God Competition". What's even more surprising is that it will be broadcast live.
Han Jingchen looked at him and couldn't help but smile faintly, he knew at a glance that this must be Han Yi's secret arrangement, and should be wanting to convey some information to him.
Han Jingchen held a glass of red wine, with his legs crossed, sitting on the sofa watching the big screen.
Foreign news anchors are all top-notch, with fluent English and a rundown of the day's events, before cutting to the Royal Casino.
The host only provides commentary on the side, while the cameraman's lens slowly moves inside the casino and finally enters a crowded room.
There are about two or three hundred people here, with a gambling table in the middle. Only one contestant has arrived so far, and it's Benjia, who was beaten into a pig head this morning.
Benjia went back to deal with her wound and now looks a bit more pleasant.
Everyone in the house seemed to be waiting for someone to appear.
Han Jingchen sipped his red wine while watching the situation on the screen.
Suddenly, a 15 or 16-year-old boy appeared in the camera lens. The photographer estimated that he intentionally wanted to let people watching TV see this person clearly and even pulled out a close-up shot.
Seeing this unfamiliar face, Han Jinchen was inexplicably excited.
Even if the face is unfamiliar, those eyes he will absolutely never misrecognize!
It's Cheng Zihan!
What Han Yi originally wanted to convey was a message from Cheng Zihan!
He found Cheng Zihan! On the other side of the ocean!
Han Jingchen's heart was extremely excited at this moment, he slammed his hand on the table, and the red wine glass in his hand shattered with a loud noise. The red, fragrant liquid spilled all over the floor, and his palm was also cut by the broken glass, the blood flowing out mixed with the wine and flowed into the carpet together.
Han Jinchen stood up from the sofa, adjusted his clothes and walked out of the office with big strides.
The staff outside the door saw Han Jingchen come out and politely bowed and asked, "Hello, President."
Han Jingchen walked past them with a cold expression, and when he came to Secretary An Yan's side, he paused for a moment before saying in a cold voice, "Book me on the fastest flight to Las Vegas immediately."
An Yan immediately picked up the phone and started booking tickets after hearing this.
Han Jingchen no longer looked at An Yan and walked out of the office in big strides, heading straight to the underground parking lot.
An Yan's efficiency was very fast, and she immediately booked a ticket for Han Jingchen. To prevent any problems, she also specially called to inform Han Jingchen.
Han Jingchen just coldly grunted and hung up the phone. Before the phone was hung up, An Yan only heard the rumbling sound of the engine starting.
The headquarters of Yu Jingtai is in Wangcheng, where Cheng Zihan used to live, so Han Junchen directly built the sales center of Yu Jingtai here.
Moreover, the location is where the plantation was located back then. The current plantation has been renovated and now features large patches of flower beds and forests, becoming a popular destination for locals to visit and play.
After leaving the sales center, Han Jinchen went directly to Wangcheng Airport. Because of the rapid economic development in Wangcheng over the past five years, an airport has been built in Wangcheng. The location is on the outskirts of Dashan, where the population is sparse and the surrounding area is very empty. The government directly acquired the land at a high price and relocated the residents around it, and then selected the site for the airport there.
It takes only fifteen minutes from the sales center to the airport.
After entering the airport, Han Jinchen went straight to the first-class VIP window, took out his ID and picked up his ticket.
Security check and boarding process can be skipped because I'm a Platinum VIP user, so everything is naturally simplified.
An Yan's flight is half an hour later, first flying to HK, then transferring from HK to Los Angeles, and finally transferring from Los Angeles to Las Vegas.
It takes several transfers along the way and goes through thirteen hours before landing at Las Vegas Airport.
Back to this side of the game scene.
After Cheng Zihan entered the field, this round of competition was considered to be the last round, so Bors came in person and stood behind Cheng Zihan to help.
Cheng Zihan also ignored him, and Benjia brought two bodyguard-like men from his side, as well as a beautiful woman sitting in his arms.
Seeing Ben Jia like this, Cheng Zihan couldn't help but smile coldly.
The referee looked at the time and it was almost time. The final judge finally announced the start of the game after a long delay.
Because of the huge amount involved and this is the last match of the group, the organizer attaches great importance to it. There are about 20-30 staff members arranged for the whole venue.
The host didn't explain the rules of the game to everyone this time, but in order to prevent Cheng Zihang and Ben Jia from slowly wasting time, an additional rule was added to the competition, which is that the amount bet per round must not be less than 50 million.
This is what they mean by "a quick fight and a quick decision".
Cheng Zihan had no opinion on these natural things and just waited for the cards to be dealt.
Having had the experience of holding a bad hand in the morning, even if he gets an even worse hand now, Cheng Zihang won't frown at all.
She didn't look at her bottom card either, looking at her own card face was bigger than Benjia's, and she didn't wait for the judge to speak, she spoke directly, "50 million."
She didn't intend to waste too much time with Benjia, now the funds in her hands were almost the same as Benjia's, and if she was ruthless, it would take about two rounds to make Benjia go bankrupt.
Benjia took a look at his cards, since there were only two people left. In the first round, no matter what, he couldn't fold, so he didn't hesitate and directly followed Cheng Zihan's 50 million.
The dealer continued to deal cards to both of them.
Cheng Zihan now holds two A's, while Ben Jia holds two J's, and Cheng Zihan's cards are still slightly larger for the time being.
She smiled faintly, "One hundred million."
Ben Jia raised an eyebrow and glanced at Cheng Zihuan. In his eyes, the current Cheng Zihuan was just a rustic who had suddenly become rich overnight, but because of what happened that morning, he already had a sense of vigilance towards Cheng Zihuan, so he wouldn't underestimate him again.
"Follow." Holding two Js, Benjia also followed.
Cheng Zihan continued to curve her lips into a faint smile.
The cards were dealt, and Cheng Zihan had three Aces, while Ben Jia also had three Jacks. After some thought, Cheng Zihan said calmly: "Let's make it five billion."
Bai Jia looked at Cheng Zihuan with a faint smile that was not quite a smile, and closed her own hand. "I'm out."
Cheng Zihan spread out his hands and didn't say anything.
The dealer took away the cards and continued to deal again.
The people around the back of the competition were a bit drowsy, and every time they followed to the third round, Benjia would give up and not continue to follow.
After two hours, although Cheng Zihan's capital was increasing, he didn't hurt Benjia's tendons and bones, and he only lost five or six billion.
In the tenth round, Benjia's face was big and he bet first.
He glanced at Cheng Zihan and said, "One hundred million."
Cheng Zihan didn't even bother to look at the cards, looking like a complete failure. With a majestic wave of his hand, "Follow you with 100 million, and I'll add another 1 billion."
She was unwilling to continue wasting time with Benjia like this, it was already past three o'clock, the match would end at five o'clock, now she had basically won every round, just needing to seize the victory and attack, not giving Benjia any chance of a comeback.
Ben hesitated for a moment, looked at his money, and he still had 38.34 billion, which was not too much or too little for him. However, the first round was so big that it might be difficult to clean up afterwards.
Cheng Zihans principal should be roughly the same as his now, if she decides to go all out, the probability of losing the game is very high.
Just as Benjia was hesitating in her heart, a voice suddenly sounded in her mind, "Follow her! Follow her! Follow her!"
And so Bian Jia followed, as if possessed by a spirit, at the call of this voice.
Cheng Zihan smiled coldly and looked at Ben Jia.
Ben Jia's willpower wasn't bad either, Cheng Zihan almost couldn't control him. Fortunately, her mind was much stronger now than it was back then, otherwise Ben Jia might have resisted.
Cheng Zihan's trick only works on people like Ben Jia, but if she encounters someone with strong willpower or a powerful cultivator, it won't work and might even expose herself.
The money had already been put on the table, and Benjia only realized it later. He looked at Cheng Ziheng with suspicion, but saw that Cheng Ziheng was just hooking his lips and smiling coldly, without revealing any clues.
He scratched his head, having gambled for so many years, yet it was the first time he had encountered such a bizarre thing. Could it be, that there were ghosts?
Bian Jia's heart was racing as she looked around nervously, feeling a sense of fear.
Cheng Zihan also ignored him and just stared at He Guan.
The dealer continues to deal cards, Ben Jia gets two A's, and Cheng Zihang only has two 10's, temporarily falling behind.
Benjia was just about to place his bet when that eerie voice echoed in his mind again, "One billion, one billion, one billion, one billion..."
"One hundred million!" Benjia's uncontrolled outburst, Qian Gang had just thrown it away and immediately regretted it.
He sat down regretfully and immediately looked up to see Cheng Zihang, but only saw Cheng Zihang frowning at his own card.
Two tens, she seemed to be hesitating.
Benjia smiled coldly, "What? Afraid? It's still possible to admit defeat now!"
Cheng Zihan hooked his lips into a faint smile and looked at Ben Jia, "Admit defeat? The word 'admit defeat' doesn't exist in this young master's dictionary. I'll follow you."
The dealer continues to deal cards.
Benjia San Zhang A le.
He smiled complacently, looking at Cheng Zihans three 10s, and sneered, "Kid, you only have three 10s, but I have three As. Even if you get four 10s, youll still lose to my four As."
Cheng Zihan still just smiled and didn't say a word.
Bai Jia took a look at Cheng Zihan's money, and the amount she had on hand was not much different from his. Adding what she had just won from him, it should be only about 100 to 200 million short.
Benjia took another look at her side and saw that there were still over 2.7 billion left, "Let's make it 1 billion."
Cheng Zihan seemed to be hesitant, looked at her own money, then looked at Ben Jia, and finally looked at the table, furrowed his brow as if considering whether to continue or give up.
The people around also became tense, and the competition has now entered a white-hot stage. This game can be said to be the final decisive battle of winning or losing.
Cheng Zihan took a deep breath, "Alright, since you want to give me money, I won't be polite and accept it. I don't believe you have such good luck that you can win against me. Let's go!"
After this round, Cheng Zihan only had 1.6 billion left, while Ben Jia still had 1.7 billion. Even if Cheng Zihan won this round, Ben Jia still had a chance to turn the tables, which means they would have to gamble again.
Cheng Zihan's eyebrows furrowed even deeper.
Ben Jia looked at her appearance, laughing even more complacently, encountering Cheng Zihan's puzzlement, Ben Jia had forgotten that the most taboo thing in gambling is to be careless and underestimate the enemy, and he was now clearly underestimating Cheng Zihan, and the outcome of this would be very miserable.
The people around who were watching all wiped away a cold sweat, many had placed outside bets that Cheng Zi Han would win this round. Now seeing her cards, unexpectedly she only has three 10s, many immediately changed their minds and hastily placed large bets to change to betting on Ben Jia winning instead.
There are also some people who firmly believe that Cheng Zihang will win, although they don't know why they have so much confidence in him, but they just feel that he will definitely win.
At the same time, Cheng Hai and his wife, who had heard about the Las Vegas Poker Championship, also arrived in Las Vegas. Looking at the azure sky of Las Vegas, both of them felt a little melancholy.
It's been five years and this is their first time leaving Miami.
Both sides had placed their bets, and the dealer continued to deal the cards. Cheng Zihang furrowed her brow as she gazed at Ben Jia's card, vaguely making out that it was an Ace. She hastily closed her eyes, and the entire world seemed to come to a standstill in that instant. She slowly reached over, picking up the card that was about to land in front of Ben Jia, and luck really was on her side - it indeed was an Ace. Cheng Zihang directly snatched away the card, handing the 4 she had picked up to him instead, before returning to her seat. She lightly blew a breath into the air, and everyone recovered, continuing their previous actions.
The last card landed smoothly in front of Benjia, and the arc at the corner of Cheng Zihan's mouth deepened.
Benjia didn't look at her cards this time either, she just looked at Cheng Ziheng and said, "I'm going to open your cards now, are you ready?"
Cheng Zihan also smiled and said, "You go first."
"No, no, no, don't say I'm bullying you. Now my capital should be about 1.3 billion more than yours. I won't argue with you about these differences anymore. I'll show you the last card, if you show me the card I want, then I admit defeat, this time you win, and I'll quit the game. If you don't show me the card I want, then you lose, you quit the game, and from now on, when you see me, you have to call me 'grandfather'." Ben Jia stretched out his index finger, shook it at Cheng Zihuan, and said proudly.
Cheng Zihan almost couldn't help but burst out laughing, she looked at Ben Jia with disdain, "Are you sure? If my last card just happens to be the A you want, then all your money will be mine. From now on, when you see me, call me Dad."
When it comes to taking advantage, Cheng Zihang will not lose to anyone.
Bian Jia's mouth twitched, but after thinking for a moment, she still agreed.
He had already bribed the dealer last night, his last round of cards was absolutely A without a doubt, and it was precisely because of this hand that he had enough confidence to gamble with Cheng Zihan.
"Deal, if you get an A, no matter what you say I'll agree to it. From now on, I'll call you dad, and whatever you tell me to do, I'll do it without a single complaint." Benjia lit up a cigar and said with a cold smile.
Cheng Zihan looked at him with a smile that was not quite a smile, shook her head, and then under the eager gaze of the crowd, opened her last card. As she revealed it, she said to Benjia: "Then please take a closer look, Mr. Sugano, and see what this card really is!"
The hearts of all the audience were suspended, staring intently at the card in Cheng Zihan's hand.
With a "slap", the card fell steadily onto the table, and everyone could see that card clearly now. The person who saw it most clearly was naturally Benjia.
When Ben Jia saw the card played by Cheng Zihan, she sat down with a thud, hardly daring to believe her eyes.
He glared fiercely at the same frightened-looking customs officer, gritting his teeth and cursing: "What's going on?"
The officials and the teeth are all fighting, looking at Ben Jia, then looking around at the people who are staring at him, now that things have come to this, his affairs will definitely not be able to be hidden, and he has offended Ben Jia, Ben Jia also feels that he won't let him off.
He fell to the ground with a thud, desperately kowtowing to everyone, and said while kowtowing: "It's my fault, I'm not good, I'm greedy. I shouldn't have accepted Mr. Sugano's benefits and done such things. I am guilty, I should die. Please spare my family, they are innocent. I plead guilty, I confess."
He knelt down and pulled out a delicate handgun from his bosom, while Cheng Ziheng stood up straight and stared at the official.
The people around the Royal Casino, at the moment they saw the croupier make a move to draw his gun, immediately pulled out their own guns and fired several shots at the croupier.
The official died with his eyes wide open, staring straight at Benjia.
Benjiaxin Buddha saw this scene, his heart had a kind of numb feeling. Anyway, he lost, and he was not afraid to admit defeat, so he said very generously: "I lost! Mr. Babera is indeed amazing at gambling, I admit defeat."
Benjia was also afraid that Cheng Zihang would cause trouble for him, so after admitting defeat, he immediately left the room under the protection of two bodyguards.
Cheng Zihan gazed coldly at his back, hummed a sound, and looked at the stunned referee again, saying coldly: "Don't you plan to announce the result?"
The judge finally came to his senses and stammered: "The match, the result is that Mr. Babera won the championship of Group 11 in the end and advanced directly to participate in the God of Gamblers Championship three days later!"
Cheng Zihan stretched her waist and glanced at Bors, saying lightly, "Mr. Bors, would you mind helping me send this money back to the hotel?"
Cheng Zihan glanced at the time and it was almost five o'clock. She didn't know if Han Yi's match had ended, but she wanted to go take a look.
The killing on Han Yi's side was more brutal than Cheng Zihan's, the match has not ended yet, with three people left, they have been fighting for a whole day today, but still can't determine the winner.
According to the rules of the game, whoever gets the most betting money before 10 o'clock tonight will advance, and the other two people will be out.
Because the match stipulated just so much time, it is impossible to make an exception for anyone.
Cheng Zihan stood by and took a look, among the remaining two at Han Yi's table, both had special functions, one had X-ray vision, and the other's ears were extremely sensitive, could hear which card was where, and even judge the cards in the opponent's hand based on the sound.
That clairvoyant Cheng Zihan was helpless against, but this Wind Ear, she wanted to deal with it and it would be much simpler.
Cheng Zihan looked around and happened to see a little kid holding two iron rings, which were props for playing magic tricks. She squatted down, smiled at the child, and then reached out to rub his head before warmly asking: "Little friend, will you give this to your brother? Brother will buy you candy."
Cheng Zihan said and pulled out a piece of candy from her pocket.
The child was indeed deceived and immediately exchanged the props worth several dollars in his hand with Cheng Zihan for a one-cent candy.
Cheng Zihan took the tool and quickly dismantled the two circles, lightly tapping them, then stood behind Shun Feng'er.
As the dealer dealt the cards, she secretly tapped twice on the circle. Cheng Zihan deliberately controlled the direction and frequency of the sound to ensure that others couldn't hear it, only the person with the "顺风耳" (a special hearing ability) could hear it. This way, it would affect his judgment, and with other sounds interfering, he wouldn't be able to tell what card Han Yi was holding. This way, Han Yi had a better chance of winning.
Every time he wanted to listen to the other party's cards, a burst of ringing sound would ring in his ears, making him annoyed and unable to concentrate on listening clearly what cards the other party had.
The last card was dealt, and he could only frown at Han Yi.
He doesn't know what trump card is, his chances of winning are much less, can only rely on guessing, relying on luck.
That transparent eye did not have this worry, he looked at Han Yi's card as if no one was around, and then went to look at Shunfeng Er's card.
Cheng Zihan looked at his cold smile, and after putting away the Wind Ear, slowly retracted this X-ray vision. He actually dared to play with that little trick in front of Auntie, really living a life without patience.
With Cheng Zihan's help, Shunfeng Ear exited smoothly, while Han Yi's capital was obviously much more than Touying Eye.
But with both sides holding roughly equal principal, the game can only continue.
Elsewhere, all the matches have already ended, but only here is still ongoing, with many spectators gathering around, eagerly watching the final result.
Cheng Zihan looked up at the light on the ceiling, thought for a moment, and had an idea. She secretly took out a small mirror, which is something that most girls carry with them. Although Cheng Zihan was dressed as a boy, she also liked to carry a small mirror with her. She held the mirror against the crystal lamp on the ceiling, reflecting the light onto the peeping eye's pupil.
It just so happened that when the cards were being dealt, the X-ray eyes only felt a strong beam of light shooting over, causing him to be momentarily blinded. When he came to his senses, two cards had already been dealt, and Han Yi cleverly covered the bottom card with his hand, making it impossible for him to see.
The all-seeing eye looked at the onlookers in confusion, but in his heart, he was somewhat puzzled, who was secretly helping Han Yi?
However, the people around were seriously watching the game and it was really hard to tell who was suspicious.
After looking around, I still couldn't see anything unusual, but Han Yi had already placed his bet.
There's no other way, I can only follow the trend now.
The final result was as expected by Cheng Zihan, and under her repeated interference, the X-ray eye was successfully broken, and Han Yi narrowly escaped.
Cheng Zihan secretly let out a sigh of relief, and coincidentally, Han Yi looked in her direction. She then gave him a sly smile.
The second round of the game has come to a perfect end, and Cheng Zihan also left the Royal Casino under the escort of Bors's special car and returned to the Venice Hotel for rest.
That night, Han Yi secretly entered her room.
But neither of them knew that Cheng Hai and his wife had also checked into the Venice Hotel tonight, and they were staying right next door to Han Yi.
Cheng Hai and Li Lan arrived in Las Vegas, first strolled around the surrounding area, didn't go to watch the God of Gamblers' contest, just visited this beautiful city.
Finally returned to the pre-booked hotel for rest.
When Han Yi entered the door, Cheng Zihan was wearing pajamas and lying on the bed gnawing an apple, while Cat Uncle was lazily lying beside her, with a look of enjoyment on his face.
Cheng Zihan didn't even need to lift her head to know who the person was, she continued to look at the apple, looking at the magazine in her hand, which had a report about her on it, but the photo was taken too ugly, Cheng Zihan was scolding.
"What are you staring at so intently?" Han Yi walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, asking curiously.
"Are you interested in looking at beautiful women's nude photos?" Cheng Zihan handed over the book with a big smile, and couldn't help but tease.
Han Yi silently turned away, not daring to look at the content of the book.
Cheng Zihan burst out laughing.
Han Yi finally realized he had been fooled. He looked at Cheng Zihuan with a helpless expression, stretched out his hand and knocked on her forehead, "You."
"Heh heh, what's up? You wanted me to come see you?" Cheng Zihan still had a playful smile on her face, but she also sat up straight and proper.
"Yes, it is." After being educated by Cheng Zihuan, at least Han Yi can now blush and chat nonsense with her.
Cheng Zihan covered her mouth and smiled secretly, seemingly without any guilt for corrupting a pure young man, but instead deeply proud of herself.
"Go on, what's up? You didn't come to see me for nothing." Cheng Zihan stopped smiling and became serious, looking at Han Yi with a solemn expression.
Han Yi took a deep breath, "Indeed, there is something. Uncle came to Las Vegas."
Han Yi spoke while secretly taking a glance at Cheng Zihan's reaction.
Cheng Zihan was slightly stunned, then smiled happily, "Really? Uncle Han is coming here? He's coming to watch your game, right? He doesn't know I'm here, does he? He must not know who I am, let me tease him when he arrives."
Cheng Zihan's playful heart rose, but when she heard that Han Jincheng was coming, her heart was truly happy.
"He must have already known your identity." Han Yi ruthlessly destroyed Cheng Zihan's beautiful wish.
Cheng Zihan shrugged indifferently, "Actually, I've known for a long time."
Han Jincheng can't leave Wangcheng for no reason, even if Han Yi is participating in the God of Gambling tournament here, he won't leave. Han Yi also told her before that since she had an accident five years ago, Han Jincheng has been staying in Wangcheng.
Cheng Zihan didn't know why Han Jingchen was so good to her, but she had a faint feeling that things wouldn't be that simple.
Thinking of meeting Han Jinchen soon, Cheng Zihan's heart was filled with excitement and a little worry.
She seemed very afraid of seeing Han Jingchen, as if she had seen him, some secrets that had been hidden for a long time would no longer be able to be concealed.
"He'll arrive tomorrow, are you going to pick him up?" Han Yi asked hesitantly, noticing that Cheng Zihan seemed a bit worried.
"Yes! Of course yes! Must go! Tomorrow you come find me, we'll go pick him up together!" Cheng Zihan nodded vigorously.
"Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow." Han Yi also nodded.
The topic has reached this point, and it seems like there's nothing more to say.
Han Yi sat with Cheng Zihan for a while before taking his leave and going back to rest.
Cheng Zihan hugged Cat Uncle and rolled around on the bed for a few rounds, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what. It seemed like there was something on her mind, with a faint sense of worry.
After a long time of tossing and turning, she finally fell asleep in a daze. She had a dream where there was a woman who looked similar to her, smiling warmly and wearing a white dress stained with blood, being tied to a black stone pillar, while many people below were shouting and screaming to burn her alive.
Cheng Zihan saw her mouth opening and closing, as if she was talking to her, but no matter how hard she tried to listen carefully, she couldn't quite make out what she was saying.
Just by looking at her lips, it seems like she's saying: My child, I wish you happiness and a happy life!
When Cheng Zihan woke up at last, her pillow was soaked through.
It's not because she cried, but because she drooled.
She woke up in Han Yi's knocking sound, that dream was too real, so real that it gave her a kind of heart-wrenching feeling.
The woman in my dream, who is she? And what's her relationship with me?
Cheng Zihan shook her head, splashed some cold water on her face to sober herself up a bit, and looked at the reflection in the mirror. For the first time, Cheng Zihan felt very strange about herself.
She smiled wryly and tore off the human skin mask on her face, going to see Han Jingchen, no need for this thing.
When he came out of the room, Han Yi had been waiting for a long time.
Cheng Zihan held the cat in her arms, one hand stretched out to hold Han Yi's hand, and the two of them walked towards the elevator like a young couple, happy and joyful.
Just as they walked away, the door of Han Yi's next room was hastily opened.
Cheng Hai was pushed out of the room by Li Lan, and then Li Lan herself also rushed out, shouting as she walked: "Let you get up early, you don't listen, it's so late, didn't you say today that you would take me out for a walk?"
Cheng Hai accompanied Li Lan, walking in the direction of the elevator.
Cheng Zihan and Han Yi arrived in front of the elevator just as it opened, and someone walked out from inside, who was Boers coming to find Cheng Zihan.
Han Yi glanced at Cheng Zihan, but Cheng Zihan didn't even bat an eyelid. Today she was going to see Han Jingchen, and even if the King of Heaven himself came, she wouldn't change her plans.
The two had just stepped into the elevator and were about to close the door when a familiar voice sounded in their ears. A large hand suddenly appeared, blocking the closing elevator doors, which then slowly opened again.
Cheng Zihan raised her head and looked at the two people in front of her. When she saw them, she was as if struck by lightning, and stood there dumbfounded for a long time, unable to speak.
Cheng Hai and Li Lan were also stunned when they saw Cheng Zihan.
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