CHAPTER 1346: CHAPTER 1380: HIGH-STAKES GAMBLE

Watching them go round after round following along.

Lin Zifeng snickered to himself; with his x-ray vision, he could easily play them to death.

Among the eight people now, the chubby guy with the slicked hair opposite Lin Zifeng had the biggest hand.

As for Lin Zifeng’s own cards, he hadn’t even picked them up. With his x-ray ability, he already knew what they were.

"Kid, it’s your turn to bet, don’t tell me you’re going to throw money blindly without even looking at your cards?"

Someone was getting dissatisfied with Lin Zifeng; if he kept throwing money around blindly, he’d end up losing everything, and with so many people, someone would surely benefit.

"Why not?" Lin Zifeng gave a slight smirk. Since he already understood the situation, why not throw money in?

Moreover, Beiming Lan had already said any winnings would be his. Losses, on the other hand, would be Beiming Lan’s.

Incidentally, he was also out of money himself.

Why wouldn’t he win if there’s a chance?

Helpless, others had no choice but to follow Lin Zifeng’s lead and continue throwing money in.

In this kind of card game, when there are more than three players, you aren’t allowed to reveal the cards.

Therefore, everyone had to keep throwing in money, throw it in, until people started backing out one by one.

Seeing that all his money was almost gone, they finally showed apprehension; having no money meant voluntarily bowing out.

Such unwillingness, such dissatisfaction.

Lin Zifeng had a smirk at the corner of his mouth, still holding tens of thousands. That should be enough to keep betting.

Just holding out for three more rounds would mean a profit of tens of thousands.

The most important thing is, he also had a five million card on him, which was personally given to him by Zhang Mengjie before he left, just in case.

"Kid! You’ve got guts!"

Finally, under Lin Zifeng’s relentless pressure, someone couldn’t bring themselves to discard their cards and, face flushed, dashed from the table.

"I’m out too!"

"If this keeps up, we’ll play ourselves to death!"

"Damn! Kid, you’ve got guts!"

One after another, people started to leave the table, realizing this endless way of playing would truly lead to ruin.

Besides, there were so many people, and the most frustrating thing was that the cards were neither big nor small.

The surrounding people began pointing at Lin Zifeng, admiring this kid’s courage. Not even glancing at his cards, he dared to bet incessantly. What a madman.

"Since none of you want to play, I’ll go big this round."

At this point, Lin Zifeng was not interested in continuing with tens of thousands; he pushed all of the remaining 300,000 forward.

"We’ll rely on this one!"

Lin Zifeng dared to bet that with this 300,000, the guy with the biggest hand would surely back down.

He was already hesitant, proving he had no confidence left. Lin Zifeng had reason to believe that if he gave a little more pressure, that guy would certainly back out.

"300,000! Is this kid insane?"

"Just a kid, with so much money from the master, and yet instead of walking away with it, he dares to put it all in at once. Doesn’t he fear having no money and being forced to leave?"

"My god! This kid and Beiming Lan are really of the same type, not even bothering to look at their cards and dropping over a million; indeed, wealth breeds recklessness!"

...

The spectators gathered more closely, crowding toward the table.

The game, with millions at stake, wasn’t particularly high but such a style of play was rarely seen.

Who else would be foolish enough to not even look at their cards and throw in over a million?

"Kid! You’ve got nerve!"

With the result, the ones who posed the greatest threat to Lin Zifeng o

Now, at the table, only three people remained stubbornly including Lin Zifeng.

Encouraged by those around him, Lin Zifeng finally smiled and took a glance at his own cards.

Behind him, an eager crowd was waiting to see the cards that forced others to fold.

"Shh..."

Lin Zifeng pressed a finger to his lips, signaling silence before revealing his cards. Everyone turned green.

Because his hand was just a small pair, while those two fools had hands no bigger than Lin Zifeng’s, yet stubbornly stayed in.

...

When Beiming Lan returned from the restroom, she found the place deserted, leaving Lin Zifeng holding a bank card, smiling at her.

"What? Did you lose it all? They’re not playing with you anymore, I see?"

Beiming Lan frowned, slightly arching her brows, although she didn’t say anything, she silently grumbled, thinking he was even more prodigal than she was.

"No." Lin Zifeng shook his head.

"What! You’re not neck-deep in debt, are you?"

Beiming Lan gritted her teeth, feeling the urge to slap him.

"Not that either."

"Then what do you mean?" Beiming Lan eyed him sharply, still not grasping Lin Zifeng’s meaning.

"There are nine million in this card now," Lin Zifeng said nonchalantly.

From the start, they had all put in over a million, with each of the eight players betting ten thousand at a time, then Lin Zifeng added another 300,000. In the end, those two each had to match 300,000 to reveal their cards.

From just over a million, now to over nine million. Beiming Lan was dumbstruck.

"What did you say?"

"There are nine million in this card now," Lin Zifeng repeated.

"Did you really win it all back?"

Beiming Lan rubbed her eyes vigorously, still struggling to believe what she was seeing.

Beiming Lan herself had never won so much money.

And yet, a mere errand boy managed to win so much money!

Damn!

For someone working and seeking employment in Dragon City, seeing so much money would thrill them, but the way he was now, there wasn’t a hint of surprise. It was as if he didn’t feel a thing.

"Kid, are you sure the money in here is what you won back?"

"Why would it be fake?" Lin Zifeng looked at her, feeling her words carried some connotation.

"... Alright."

Beiming Lan was left speechless. She had intended for him to help her spend money.

But now it turned out he won over nine million back. The money thrown away had doubled and returned.

"The nine million you won back naturally belong to you. I won’t take it."

"Why?"

"Because it’s your winnings, and I said so, whatever you win is yours, and the losses are mine. So the money’s yours. You don’t have to pay me back."

Since she could afford to buy Lin Zifeng an outfit of brand clothes, she didn’t care about this small amount of money anymore.

"By the way, Miss, can I take a day off?"

At this point, Lin Zifeng felt it necessary to ask for a day off, as his purpose for coming to Dragon City was clear.

"No way! You still have to accompany me shopping today."

"..."

"Alright, it’s too late today. Come home with me for dinner." Saying so, Beiming Lan turned and left first.

Leaving Lin Zifeng standing there, utterly stupefied...