Chapter 483 - Poker (1/2)

“If I lose, then so be it. It’s no big deal,” Su Li replied.

She had her own opinion about her chances, so there was no way she would listen to what Leon had to say. She placed her bet of a million-dollars.

“Sabrina, are you trying to gang up on me along with your husband?”

Leon snickered before looking towards Xiao Luo and said, “Mr. Xiao, it’s your turn.”

“Raise, five million!”

Xiao Luo pushed several stacks of gambling chips out to the middle. From one to five million—he had instantly raised the bet five-fold.

Although five million was hardly a dent to the other people sitting at the table, losing would definitely not feel good at all regardless of the sum.

Leon, Su Li, and Shen Qingyan were all stunned. They immediately glanced at Xiao Luo’s opened cards and wondered to themselves, does this guy have a straight? Otherwise, why in the world would he be so confident with raising the bet?

“Hmm, Mr. Xiao seems to be really bold. It appears that you have a straight,” Leon said. He was deliberately attempting to read the man and analyze any signs he could detect from his body language.

“Don’t look at me, Leon. You won’t be able to gain anything from it. Call or no call, just make your decision,” Xiao Luo said.

“Call. Of course, I will call.”

Leon forced a smile and pushed five million dollars’ worth of gambling chips out. He looked confident and put on a face that looked like he had already won. “Hahaha, I bet you’re trying to fool me,” he said.

It was time for Su Li to make her call, and she looked at Xiao Luo. She just couldn’t imagine where Xiao Luo got his confidence from. How did he have the guts to throw in five million without batting an eyelid?

“Li, this battle will be between both of them. We’re better off just looking on from the side.” Shen Qingyan bent over and whispered into Su Li’s ear.

Xiao Luo turned his head around and smiled at Su Li. “Listen to what she said and fold your cards,” he said.

Su Li gave him a meaningful look and said, “You better not be rash and do things without thinking, don’t let your…”

Xiao Luo flashed her a smile. “We’ve already been through this. Win or lose, no one knows; this is gambling. It’s all about luck,” he said.

Su Li could tell that Xiao Luo’s mind was made up and realized that he was planning to go all out against Leon, “Alright then, I will fold.”

She decided to take Shen Qingyan’s cue and just be a bystander watching from the side.

“Now, that’s being obedient,” Xiao Luo said.

Obedient?

Su Li’s face turned red, and she felt a little embarrassed. She thought, was this jerk trying to own me by treating me like Su Xiaobei?

She was initially a little angry, but then, it felt quite touching at the same time.

“Mr. Xiao, it’s your turn. Are you going to call or not?” Leon was very agitated when he saw them flirting with one another in front of him. If they were now in the States, he swore he’d already have hired several wiseguys to teach this brat a good lesson. This country bumpkin evidently did not know where he stood.

“All in!”

Xiao Luo leaned forward as he pushed all the stacks of gambling chips in front of him to the middle of the table. He smiled, looking very confident, and emanated an aura like a royal used to getting what he wanted. His confident smile never waned from the time they started the game.

“Gulp!”

The dealer’s eyes widened in shock, and he had a hard time swallowing his saliva. Oh, my god, what are these people playing? It was simply too bold for a player to be throwing twenty million out just like that, and to think that he did so without any hesitation at all, he thought.

But he didn’t forget to do his job and promptly dealt out the last card to both players.

Leon had an Eight, and Xiao Luo got an Eight as well.

“Are you going to call or not?”

Leon started to hesitate a little. He tried his best to read the game by looking at Xiao Luo’s expression, but all he saw was the same unreadable smile on his face. Leon couldn’t figure anything out at all. He had a two-pair hand of Aces and Sixes, and his fifth card was an Eight, while Xiao Luo’s opened cards showed a pair of Eights, a Seven and Nine. Leon knew that Xiao Luo couldn’t have a straight in his hand, and to win, Xiao Luo needed to have an Eight in his face down card—only a “three of a kind” would beat Leon’s two pairs.

“Mr. Xiao, your face down card can’t possibly be an Eight. Three Eights have already been opened. The odds of you having the last Eight is very slim,” Leon said.