Chen Fan glanced at his cards and then asked the crowd, "What? Didn't you want benefits? Are you scared to call now?"
"Kid, what are you being so arrogant about? Who said I'm not scared to call!"
"Twenty million, I'm in!" A man threw a twenty-million check onto the gambling table.
"I'll call too!" another man followed suit.
The middle-aged man sitting in the center also threw out a twenty-million check.
There were four of them in total, and they had already agreed that whoever won, they would split the money equally.
The dealer then dealt the last card.
Chen Fan didn't rush to reveal his last card. Instead, he looked at the men in front of him and asked, "How about we raise the stakes a bit?"
Hearing Chen Fan's words, the middle-aged man sitting in the center gave a cold laugh. "Alright, no problem. I'd like to hear how much you plan to add."
In his opinion, with the four of them plus the dealer's card manipulation skills, Chen Fan had no chance of winning.
Chen Fan looked at Da Xiong beside him. "How much money do you have left?"
Da Xiong leaned into Chen Fan's ear and whispered, "Brother Fan, I don't have much cash, but my liquid assets can reach five billion. This is all that Jin Shiran left behind."
Chen Fan nodded and instructed, "Bet it all."
Da Xiong didn't object at all. He turned to the middle-aged man and said, "I have another hundred million in cash checks, plus three villas in Jiangcheng, forty KTVs, seventeen bars, and three clubs. That's at least five billion. I'm betting it all!"
"Wow!"
Da Xiong's words caused a stir in the venue.
"Is Da Xiong crazy? What he's saying is probably his entire fortune!"
"Isn't he afraid of losing? If he loses this, Da Xiong will have nothing left in Jiangcheng."
"I heard Master Gui has always coveted Jiangcheng. Now, if Da Xiong loses, it's like handing Jiangcheng over to Master Gui on a silver platter."
Many people stared at Da Xiong with their mouths agape.
At this moment, the four men at the gambling table were also filled with excitement. The middle-aged man asked, "Da Xiong, is what you're saying true? Are you sure you want to bet your entire fortune against us?"
Da Xiong smiled calmly, his face full of confidence. "I believe in Brother Fan. He won't lose."
The four men exchanged glances and burst into laughter. In their eyes, Da Xiong was simply an idiot. In gambling, believing in anyone was useless.
Moreover, with the four of them against one Da Xiong, Da Xiong had no chance of winning at all!
How could the four of them not understand that Da Xiong's move was essentially giving them Jiangcheng?
If they could take over the entire underground forces of Jiangcheng effortlessly, they would surely receive a reward from Master Gui.
Chen Fan scanned the four men in front of him and asked, "If you can't afford it, then fold. We can move on to the next round and save everyone's time."
"Fold?"
"Hahaha!"
For a moment, the middle-aged man and the others burst into laughter.
"Kid, don't think you can scare us off by putting up five billion. Do you really think we can't afford this amount?"
"Kid, Sucheng is not like that small place, Jiangcheng."
"Fifty billion, I'm in!"
"Fifty billion, I'm in too. Assets and properties? I have plenty of those."
All four chose to call.
The four of them were all trusted subordinates of Ghost Hand and controlled almost all of Ghost Hand's assets.
Hearing that they all wanted to call, Chen Fan's brow furrowed slightly, and his expression turned a little grim.
This expression was successfully captured by the four men.
Seeing Chen Fan's expression, they became even more convinced of their thoughts. In their eyes, Chen Fan's offer of five billion was simply an attempt to intimidate them, thinking they couldn't afford it.
The middle-aged man and the others exchanged glances and looked at Chen Fan and Da Xiong. "You want to put up these assets, but you have no proof. Shouldn't you at least provide some documentation for your assets?"
Da Xiong replied, "Okay, I've already sent my men to bring all the asset certificates."
He then looked at the middle-aged man and the others. "You should also remember to bring your documents."
"Okay, no problem." The middle-aged man's lips curved into a smile.
The four of them took out their phones and began instructing their subordinates to prepare.
About half an hour later, the asset materials worth five billion each were all laid out on the table.
Furthermore, each of them signed a document stating that if they lost this round, these assets would belong to the winner.
Seeing all the resources of Jiangcheng laid out before them, the middle-aged man and the others couldn't help but feel excited.
After all, there were four of them. The reason none of them had left yet was that each of their hands was good, and they all felt they could win against Chen Fan.
As for losing, losing to one of their own was not a concern at all.
"Kid, watch this. I have three eights." One man impatiently revealed his hole cards.
He had three eights, a ten of hearts, and a six of diamonds.
"Mine is a full house." As he spoke, another young man revealed his hole cards: three threes and a pair of tens.
"Excuse me, I have four of a kind, which is a bit better than both of you." The man on the far left revealed his hole cards: four fours and a nine.
Currently, among the three men who had revealed their cards, his hand was the strongest.
At this point, only Chen Fan and the middle-aged man remained on the table.
The middle-aged man asked, "Kid, do you want to go first, or should I?"
Chen Fan remained calm and said nothing.
"Heh, since that's the case, I'll go first and let you experience what despair is." The middle-aged man was very confident and revealed his hole cards.
"9, 10, J, Q, K, all spades, a straight flush!"
When the middle-aged man revealed his hole cards, the entire venue erupted in an uproar. Many people gasped.
"My god, the boss has a straight flush! They've definitely won this round!"
"Of course. To beat a straight flush, that kid would need to have a straight flush too, and it would have to be 10, J, Q, K, A. Do you think that's possible for him?"
"This isn't someone coming to give benefits, I think this is simply someone coming to give warmth!"
"I thought Da Xiong was the pinnacle of a charitable king of gambling, but I didn't expect another god of charitable gambling to appear!"
The entire venue was filled with mocking voices. Almost everyone believed that Chen Fan had no chance of winning. Da Feng Novel Network.
"Kid, are you feeling desperate?" one man couldn't help but mock Chen Fan.
Chen Fan's two hole cards had not yet been revealed, so the cards on the table looked weak, with no chance of winning.