When to reveal the cards is Tang Guang's prerogative.
So, without further ado, the dealer began dealing the three community cards.
Three of Clubs, Four of Diamonds, Five of Hearts.
The moment these three cards were dealt, Cody immediately became tense.
The community cards were already showing signs of a straight. If Donald happened to hold a six and seven in his hand, then he was sure to lose.
“Sir, please reveal your cards.”
Upon hearing the dealer's words, Donald flipped over the two cards in his hand.
They turned out to really be Six and Seven of Clubs!
Cody sat down abruptly, his face as pale as a sheet. All around him, people began to cheer for Donald.
Incredible, this luck is simply too incredible!
They never expected Donald to go all in with such a weak hand, let alone that he would actually end up winning!
For those who gambled on cards, this was nothing short of a legendary event.
How could they not feel driven to madness by this?
Having pocketed sixty million, Donald didn't immediately convert it into cash. Instead, he piled all these chips on his own table.
When the fourth round began, Donald went all in once again.
At this point, everyone at the poker table had a grim expression on their faces.
They were genuinely disgusted by Donald.
At first, the minimum bet to join the game was only thirty million. But after Donald won just one round, the entry stake had suddenly doubled to sixty million?
Two wealthy merchants found the game uninteresting and promptly stood up to leave.
The others might not have stood up because they wanted to save face, but they also had no intention of going along with Donald's idea.
The dealer couldn't help but caution, “Sir, although your way of playing doesn't break any rules, if you continue like this, we might not have any guests in our casino willing to gamble with you.”
Hearing the dealer say this, Donald pursed his lip in disappointment and said, “Is that so? Then the guests in your casino are not very good, lacking both skill and money. What's the point of playing, then? Why not just go home, take a bath, and go to sleep?”
That being said, Donald still collected the sixty million chips from the gambling table.
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