Chapter 889 [889] Is this even possible?

The middle-aged man fell back into his chair, staring blankly at the three cards, as if he had been acupunctured, and could not move an inch.

"Oh my god, this is all possible? I thought I had won this one for sure."

"Who could have thought of this? The probability is too low, but it just happened."

"This kid's luck is too good, right? A small 9 can win tens of thousands of dollars?"

"I have a pair of sevens. I shouldn't have thrown it away if I had known."

"What's the point of saying this now? Money can't buy you the knowledge..."

"This guy is not only lucky, but also very courageous. He dared to bet tens of thousands of dollars without even looking at the cards. Who else would dare to do that?"

"That's true. The brave ones will die of overeating, while the timid ones will die of starvation..."

When everyone looked at Ye Feng again, their eyes were full of surprise.

Cheng Fei'er, who was standing by, was also in disbelief at first, but then she was overjoyed.

When she first saw Ye Feng's cards, she thought this guy was bound to lose this time, but she didn't expect the situation to turn around so quickly.

He really doubted whether this guy had X-ray vision and could see the cards underneath. Otherwise, how could he win?

Ye Feng smiled but said nothing. The size of the cards does not matter, as long as it works.

The greasy middle-aged man suddenly pointed at him angrily, "You son of a bitch, are you cheating?"

Ye Feng's face immediately darkened, "You lost and you start to slander me? You said I cheated, do you have any evidence?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment. He just blurted out what he said out of anger. Where is the evidence?
Ye Feng snorted coldly, "If you don't have any evidence, then it's slander. Have you thought about the consequences?"

Everyone around spoke up to help Ye Feng.

"That's right. If you say someone is cheating, you have to produce evidence."

"It is really abominable to slander others' innocence without any evidence."

"I just saw that this guy didn't even touch any of his cards. Why do you say he's cheating?"

"That's right. It was you who asked this beautiful lady to deal the cards. She didn't even touch the cards. How could she be cheating?"

"You slander others just because you lose the game. Isn't that a bad gambling character?"

Everyone was very disgusted with the middle-aged man's behavior. If everyone in the casino slandered others for cheating after losing, wouldn't that be chaos?
The middle-aged man also realized that he had spoken nonsense, and quickly stood up and apologized to Ye Feng, "I'm sorry, I just... said it in a hurry, let's continue playing."

Several other people at the table stood up.

"Humph, playing with someone like you who has a bad gambling character? We can't afford to lose this person."

"That's right. If you lose, you'll just say the other person is cheating. Who would dare to play with someone like you?"

"I'd better go play at another table. It's disgusting to see people like this."

"I don't want to play anymore..."

Except for Ye Feng and the middle-aged man, everyone else at the table stood up and left. In fact, they didn't do it because the middle-aged man had a bad gambling character, but mainly because they thought Ye Feng's luck was a bit weird.

People who play gamblers are a bit superstitious. Seeing that Ye Feng is so lucky, no one wants to play with him anymore.

Ye Feng shook his head and sighed, and was about to stand up.

But there was no way the middle-aged man would let him go. He quickly grabbed him and said, "Little brother, you can't leave."

Ye Feng spread his hands and said, "Everyone has left, how can we have fun?"

The middle-aged man looked around at the people around him and said, "Who wants to play? Come to the table quickly."

Those people waved their hands and shook their heads. They didn't want to get involved because one of the two men had bad gambling qualities and the other had good luck.

Ye Feng shrugged, "Look, it's not that I don't want to play, but now it's just the two of us, how can we play?"

Having said that, he was about to take Cheng Feier away.

The greasy middle-aged man suddenly became anxious and grabbed his arm, "You are not allowed to leave."

Ye Feng frowned immediately, "Why? Do you still want to pester me?"

The middle-aged man quickly let go of his hand and said in a slightly softer tone, "If they don't want to play, how about we play and decide the winner in one round?"

He had lost more than 50,000 yuan to Ye Feng today, which was a heavy loss. If he didn't get it back, how could he swallow this anger?

When Ye Feng heard this, he immediately laughed, "What do you mean by one game determines the outcome?"

The middle-aged man pointed at the two people's chips and said, "We both have 50,000 or 60,000 chips in our hands now. There's no need to count them carefully. Just put them all in. Then each of us draws three cards, and the winner takes all. How about it? Do you dare to play?"

After hearing what he said, before Ye Feng could agree, the people around who were watching the fun started to make a noise.

"Little brother, promise him, what are you afraid of?"

"Yes, anyway, you only have 10,000 yuan as capital, and the rest is all won, so what is there to be afraid of?"

"If you are a man, just play with him. Who is afraid of who?"

"Since he's still pestering me, why don't you teach him a lesson again..."

The crowd enjoyed the fun, and they didn't mind making a big deal. They wouldn't lose money anyway, so they all joined in the fun.

Seeing how lively it was here, people from other tables came over one after another, and soon the place was packed with people.

The middle-aged man received everyone's support and continued to look at Ye Feng provocatively, "What do you think? Do you dare? Give me a straight answer. If you don't dare, return all the money you won from me, and then admit your mistake to me and say that you are not a man."

He was obviously trying to provoke Ye Feng on purpose, fearing that he would not dare to play.

When Ye Feng heard this, he was immediately amused.

"I wanted to let you go, but since you can't wait to die, I'll grant your wish!"

As he said this, he pushed all the chips in front of him onto the table.

(End of this chapter)