Er Gou's face darkened. "So what if it's Sucheng? You probably don't know yet, your Sucheng's Ghost Hand is dead!"
"What did you say?!"
In an instant, everyone present glared at Er Gou with anger.
"You brat, believe it or not, if you dare to spout nonsense one more word, I guarantee you'll be carried out of here." The middle-aged man sitting in the middle coldly reprimanded.
"Our Ghost Lord is dead? Kid, even if you die, nothing could happen to our Ghost Lord."
"Exactly, behind our Ghost Lord, there's a terrifying existence. How could anything happen to him?"
Everyone present refused to believe it, thinking Er Gou was talking nonsense.
Er Gou looked at Da Xiong and asked, "Brother Xiong, shall we use the other plan?"
Da Xiong's expression was rather unpleasant. He had originally intended to conquer these people without a single casualty, but he hadn't expected to lose so much.
"Heh heh, another plan? You know your nonsense isn't fooling us, so you plan to buy us off with money?"
"If you lose a few hundred billion today, we might treat you to a meal and become friends with you, Mr. Charity Gambler."
"Right, right, but I wonder if this Jiangcheng Bear has hundreds of billions."
"If he had hundreds of billions, I'd eat my own shit standing on my head!"
"Hahaha! That's ruthless!"
The scene was filled with mocking laughter.
At this moment, the middle-aged man sitting in the middle spoke again, "Bear, are you going to play this hand or fold? We're all waiting."
Da Xiong looked at his cards again: a 10 and a Q, both of clubs, with a club Ace as his hole card.
He definitely couldn't guarantee a straight flush now, but the opponents had a pair of Kings and a pair of Aces, their hands were bigger than his.
If he folded now, he might lose three million, but if he continued, he could lose even more.
"I knew I should have waited for Brother Fan," this thought immediately surged in Da Xiong's mind.
He knew Chen Fan's gambling skills were superb, but at that time, he was afraid that the news of Ghost Hand's death would spread, putting them at a disadvantage, so he wanted to take over Sucheng Ghost Hand's businesses in advance.
"Bear, I've been waiting until my flowers wilt. If you don't decide, we'll declare you forfeited," another man said jokingly.
Da Xiong's face turned extremely grim. He gathered his cards, intending to fold.
"Call, why not call." However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the crowd.
The sudden voice startled everyone present, and they all looked towards the crowd behind Da Xiong.
At the same time, the crowd parted, and a young man walked out.
"Who is this kid?"
"Never seen him, probably his first time at the casino."
"He dares to interrupt in a situation like this, I think he's tired of living."
"Exactly. Who are the people sitting at the gambling table? They're all influential figures in the underworld. What's the difference between this kid jumping out and seeking death?"
"Who knows? Some young people nowadays, just to get attention, don't care about their lives at all. Maybe this kid is one of them."
Many people in the surrounding crowd began to size up Chen Fan.
Da Xiong and Er Gou turned around, and when they saw Chen Fan, their faces lit up with joy.
"Brother Fan!" Da Xiong stood up, shouting excitedly at Chen Fan.
"Brother Fan?!"
Da Xiong's address immediately stunned everyone present. Some people's jaws almost hit the floor.
That was Da Xiong, the boss of Jiangcheng's underworld. Even though this was Sucheng, Da Xiong's status was undeniable. For him to be so respectful and call someone 'Brother,' what kind of status must that person have?!
Those who had just said Chen Fan was seeking death and attention quickly lowered their heads and shut up. They were small fry who couldn't afford to offend someone whom Da Xiong addressed with such respect.
Chen Fan nodded slightly, reached out, and patted Da Xiong's shoulder, praising, "It's very good that you thought of this method to win them over."
Da Xiong's face was full of embarrassment. "Brother Fan, don't laugh at me. I've already lost thirty million! I'm really becoming a charity gambler!"
Chen Fan smiled calmly. "It's alright, leave the rest to me."
Da Xiong quickly nodded, then got up from the gambling table, allowing Chen Fan to take his seat.
"Kid, what the hell are you? You think you're worthy of sitting here and gambling with us?" a man said coldly, looking at Chen Fan and questioning him.
Da Xiong was furious upon hearing this. "Damn it, what the hell are you? This is my Big Brother Da Xiong. Who gave you the right to be presumptuous in front of my Big Brother!"
Boom!
Da Xiong's words were like thunder from a clear sky.
Everyone was stunned. They hadn't expected Chen Fan to be Da Xiong's Big Brother! Doesn't that mean Chen Fan is the real boss of Jiangcheng's underworld?
Instantly, all eyes in the room turned to Chen Fan. They were all curious, who exactly was this Chen Fan?!
The few people at the gambling table were also shocked. The middle-aged man in the middle seemed to have thought of something and looked at Chen Fan, asking, "You are, Chen Fan?"
As the owner of this casino and Ghost Hand's money bag, he naturally knew the name Chen Fan.
Chen Fan's lips curved into an arc. "I didn't expect my name to have reached Sucheng."
"Chen Fan? He's Chen Fan?" The others at the gambling table were also surprised.
They had all heard of this name, but what they hadn't expected was that Chen Fan would dare to appear here. What was the difference between this and seeking death?
"Kid, you're really bold, daring to come to Sucheng." One man was already getting restless.
After all, if he could take down Chen Fan, Ghost Hand would probably give him a substantial reward.
Chen Fan pointed at the gambling table and asked, "Who I am, does it have anything to do with this game?"
The middle-aged man shook his head. "Naturally, it doesn't. Since you want to give us benefits, let's continue. Are you calling or folding?"
"I said earlier, I'm calling."
"Moreover, I want to add another two million." Chen Fan glanced at Da Xiong.
Da Xiong quickly threw the check onto the gambling table.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man and the others all showed a mocking expression.
"I'll call too."
"Call, why wouldn't I take the money from the person giving benefits?"
Several people chose to call at the same time, and the stakes on the table quickly reached tens of millions.
The dealer dealt the cards again, and Chen Fan got a King of Clubs.
"King of Clubs speaks," the dealer's sweet voice rang out.
Seeing this card, Chen Fan's lips curved into an arc. "It seems my luck is good."
"In that case, then twenty million."
At once, everyone present was shocked.
Even the few people at the gambling table were startled by Chen Fan's words. They hadn't expected Chen Fan to gamble so big!