?63: Chapter 63: All In (4) 63: Chapter 63: All In (4) As the two players pushed all their chips into the center of the gambling table, the onlookers became instantly silent, as if time had frozen in that moment.

    Actually, the audience on site were all sweating for Ye Feng, admiring his courage but deeming his bold move somewhat reckless.

    Not only were the spectators tense, but even the croupier dealing the cards was nervous, his right hand trembling visibly.

    As for Liu Sisi, she grabbed Ye Feng’s right arm tightly, her heart in her throat as she nervously watched the croupier deal.

    Under the gaze of the entire audience, the young and handsome croupier finally dealt one last hidden card to each of the two players, following the rules of the showdown.

    The last card’s fate would be revealed by the players themselves.

    Whatever card Wang Jia had didn’t matter because he already had four Aces, so without even looking, he flipped over his poker card.

    ‘King of Spades!

    The King of Spades!’

    Seeing the card that Wang Jia revealed, everyone immediately broke out in a cold sweat for Ye Feng.

    Wang Jia’s card was extremely disadvantageous for Ye Feng, greatly reducing the odds for Ye Feng to get a straight flush.

    “See that?

    Even the heavens aren’t helping you,” said Wang Jia with a laugh upon seeing his King of Spades.

    It was the first time he had smiled so happily that day, as if he was certain of his victory.

    “I never believe in fate; I only believe in myself,” chuckled Ye Feng.

    Under the intense gaze of the audience, Ye Feng slowly checked his final card.

    “Eight of Spades!

    Eight of Spades!”

    Only the Eight of Spades would give Ye Feng the chance to beat Wang Jia.

    Knowing Ye Feng’s hand, Li Minjie and Liu Sisi called out anxiously.

    They were both more tense than Ye Feng, who seemed calm about playing his card.

    “Eight of Spades!

    Eight of Spades!”

    Once the crowd learned that Ye Feng needed the Eight of Spades, shouts erupted from the spectators, cheering him on.

    “Not letting you down!” Ye Feng glanced at his card, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly in a grin, and he revealed his last card with a smile.

    “Eight of Spades!”

    Ye Feng’s final card was, indeed, the Eight of Spades.

    ‘How is this possible?’ Upon seeing Ye Feng’s last card, Wang Jia’s heart skipped a beat, his face showing an expression of disbelief.

    “Damn!

    It really is the Eight of Spades.”

    Although the crowd very much hoped Ye Feng would draw the Eight of Spades, when he actually did, they found it somewhat unbelievable.

    “Show your hands!” With both players all-in, there was no need for further talk, so the croupier reminded them to reveal their hands.

    “Four Aces, I don’t believe you really have a straight flush,” Wang Jia declared as he revealed his hand first: another Spade Ace, perfectly forming a Four of a Kind.

    “Then today you’re destined to be disappointed,” Ye Feng said with a devilish smile and then turned over his hand.

    “Nine of Spades!”

    The cards neatly displayed on the table, the Spades Eight, Nine, Ten, Jack, and Queen, thrilled the onlookers.

    “Holy crap, he actually won!

    How is this guy’s luck so good?” Seeing Ye Feng win, Li Minjie stood up shouting and gave Ye Feng a bear hug.

    “Congratulations, you won,” said Liu Sisi, not as rough as Li Minjie, giving Ye Feng a more graceful hug.

    “Kiss!

    Kiss!”

    This crowd of onlookers, ever restless, saw Ye Feng hugging Liu Sisi and with someone taking the lead, they loudly began to tease.

    “You lost, you can’t deny it now, can you?” In an attempt to divert everyone’s attention, Ye Feng looked at Wang Jia in front of him and demanded loudly.

    “What?

    All my chips are here, aren’t they?” Wang Jia, pretending to be oblivious, either intentional or not, feigned ignorance.

    “Don’t we have a wager?

    You must have dinner with the two ugliest women here and grant them a favor,” Ye Feng said, regardless of whether Wang Jia was pretending or genuinely had forgotten, he had no intention of letting him off the hook.

    Wang Jia had indeed done it on purpose; he had hoped to slip through unnoticed, but Ye Feng called him out on the spot.

    Glaring fiercely at Ye Feng, he then started scanning the surrounding crowd.

    “You and you, come here.” Finally, he fixed his gaze on the two prettiest girls and summoned them to his side.

    “In my eyes, these two are the ugliest.

    If there are no objections, let’s start,” Wang Jia had already planned his move, intending to get by with two beautiful women.

    “Minjie, this guy seems to be playing us for fools, insulting our intelligence,” Ye Feng said, looking at Wang Jia like he was looking at a monster, speaking in a weird tone.

    “Yeah!

    What should we do?” Li Minjie nodded and responded in a similarly strange voice.

    “What else can we do?

    Beat the crap out of him until his own mother won’t recognize him,” Ye Feng said as he shot the middle finger in contempt and then charged at Wang Jia while arrogantly replying.

    “Fuck!

    Dare to touch me?

    You’re really asking for it,” Wang Jia was also a military brat and had his own clout in the army, so seeing the seemingly frail Ye Feng wanting to pick a fight, how could he stand it?

    Wang Jia moved with impressive speed, kicking out his right leg arrogantly towards Ye Feng, hoping to knock him down in one blow.

    But who was Ye Feng?

    In terms of strength or speed, he was no match for Ye Feng.

    Since the other side was courting death, Ye Feng certainly wouldn’t let him off.

    Ye Feng just stretched out his right leg, aiming precisely at his opponent’s kicking foot, determined to win with brute force, to prevent any complaints about not fighting fairly.

    “Holy shit!

    Wang has always been the strongman in our eyes.

    Can Ye actually stand up to him with force?”

    “It looks doubtful; Ye’s built so slight, he’ll probably get kicked flying,” the onlookers once again started discussing, nervously sweating bullets for Ye Feng’s slight frame.

    Kicked flying?

    Indeed, someone was kicked flying, but it wasn’t Ye Feng.

    It was Wang Jia, the one the crowd had favored.

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