Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 347 - 347 343 Who Will Bury Whom With Money

347: Chapter 343: Who Will Bury Whom With Money 347: Chapter 343: Who Will Bury Whom With Money The chips were in place, and the game began, with the owner of Yonghui Club personally officiating.

“The minimum single bet must not be less than 100,000, and the maximum single bet must not exceed five million.

Once the chips are down, there’s no regrets—one must accept the outcome of the gamble.

The game goes on until the chips run out or until both parties agree to stop gambling!” The owner of Yonghui Club simply declared the rules and then announced, “This game will be traditional Texas Hold’em.

Let the game begin!”

“Croupier, please deal the cards.”

Ye Fan and Long Aotian sat face to face at a professional gambling table, while the others stood five meters away from the table.

Ye Fan had only Hu Jing and Zhao Shuaijiang by his side, whereas Long Aotian was backed by ten people, including An Qiye.

Moreover, Ye Fan’s chips were only a fifth of Long Aotian’s, putting him at a clear disadvantage.

After shuffling the cards, the croupier began to deal.

Ye Fan and Long Aotian each received a hole card, followed by a round of face-up cards.

Ye Fan got a Queen of Hearts, while Long Aotian received a Six of Spades.

Having the higher card, Ye Fan bet first.

Ye Fan picked up his hole card and the Queen of Hearts, glanced at his hole card, put it back on the table, and then threw in a million chips.

“One million,” Ye Fan said calmly.

The spectators gasped in surprise, and Hu Jing even exclaimed out loud, clenching her fists nervously.

Typically, a complete round of betting included four bets, generally increasing as the game progressed.

With Ye Fan’s opening bet of one million, if both kept up, the stakes might well reach or exceed ten million by the end of the game.

All present, aside from the bodyguards of Hu Jing and Long Aotian, were wealthy individuals, yet none dared to gamble nearly ten million on a single round.

Long Aotian maintained an expression of disdain, throwing in his million chips without a word.

The croupier continued to deal cards.

Ye Fan received a King of Clubs, while Long Aotian got a Jack of Diamonds.

Ye Fan still had the higher card and bet first.

“Five million!” Ye Fan pushed out five million chips with composure.

The crowd gasped again, holding their breath.

Long Aotian hesitated for a moment, weighing whether Ye Fan had really good hole cards or was just bluffing.

However, the next moment, he considered that Ye Fan was originally from a humble background, and even though he had fortuitously married Li Zhaojun, he surely couldn’t have shed his common mindset so quickly.

With stakes of six million, not even seasoned tycoons like himself would recklessly bluff with such an amount.

“I fold,” Long Aotian said, shaking his head.

“Ye Fan wins,” declared the owner of Yonghui Club.

Next, the croupier used a professional rake to push Long Aotian’s one hundred chips to Ye Fan.

In the second round, Ye Fan’s cards were again superior, prompting him to crazily yet calmly place the initial bet of five million chips.

Everyone gasped, bulging their eyes in astonishment— even the Yonghui Club owner, serving as the referee, was taken aback.

“Madman!” An Qiye couldn’t help but frown.

Apparently, to them, Ye Fan was just a poor kid, yet at the gambling table, he was carelessly throwing in five million chips.

Was he clueless about gambling, or had he gone mad?

Long Aotian, too, frowned deeply and, gritting his teeth, followed by pushing his five million chips into the pot.

The second card turned out to be in Ye Fan’s favor again.

Once more, Ye Fan calmly pushed out five million chips.

Everyone couldn’t help but gasp in shock, clearly, the round was set to determine the winner.

Long Aotian’s eyebrows furrowed again, Ye Fan’s actions had completely exceeded his expectations.

Logically, it should have been him pressing Ye Fan in the bet, but now it had reversed, with Ye Fan pressing him and forcing him to consider whether or not to follow, which made him very uncomfortable.

However, he didn’t know that his original intention to crush Ye Fan with money was actually Ye Fan’s plan to crush him with money.

Although Long Aotian was one of the main heirs of the third generation of the Long family from the capital, he was still part of the younger generation, with personal savings not exceeding one hundred million.

However, Ye Fan could easily come up with seven or eight hundred million, even up to a billion.

The money at hand between the two was not of the same caliber.

Above one million, Long Aotian had to be cautious, above five million, he must ponder, and when the stake reached ten million, he had to consider very carefully if he could win.

And for Ye Fan, anything below thirty million didn’t require considering the issue of winning or losing.

Even if he let Long Aotian win one or two hundred million, he could immediately win it back with a capital dozens of times thicker than Long Aotian’s.

It could be said that, from the beginning, Long Aotian was destined to lose.

Of course, to confuse Long Aotian and maintain a low profile, Ye Fan started by playing with ten million.

Having lost his so-called pride and ease, under great pressure, Long Aotian pondered for over a minute and finally dared not follow, saying, “I won’t follow.”

“Yay!

Great!” Hu Jing and Zhao Shuaijiang couldn’t help shouting excitedly upon hearing this, with Hu Jing particularly jumping for joy.

The owner of the Yonghui Club turned his head and said sternly, “Please do not make noise!”

Hu Jing and Zhao Shuaijiang quickly stopped.

Next, the owner of the Yonghui Club turned back and announced, “Ye Fan wins!”

Thus, Ye Fan won another five million.

In the subsequent gambling, where Ye Fan often bet the maximum value, the pressure on Long Aotian increased greatly, making him nervous about the outcome.

Once, Long Aotian, having turned red from losing, followed to the end, with stakes reaching the maximum value of twenty million, but just then Ye Fan won with three fours over Long Aotian’s pair of Aces.

Suddenly losing twenty million, Long Aotian’s chips were nearly depleted, making him even more cautious and careful.

However, under Ye Fan’s continued pursuit, although Long Aotian managed to win back ten million, he ended up losing fifty million chips within less than an hour.

Losing the last chip, Long Aotian’s face was ashen and pale, his eyes filled with resentful glares as he gritted his teeth staring hatefully at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan simply ignored Long Aotian’s resentful gaze and said nonchalantly, “According to the rules, you can place more bets; I cannot refuse.”

“Hmph!” Long Aotian snorted angrily.

Ye Fan laughed heartily, “That means you’ve backed down.”

Speaking, he toyed with a pile of chips on the table and taunted further, “Who was it just now who said they wanted to bet with me at ten to one?

Now we’re betting one to one, and in less than an hour, you’ve completely backed down?

That’s not very manly!”

Long Aotian’s face was flushed with humiliation and anger.

Outside the gambling table, everyone was surprised by the outcome.

Ye Fan’s strategy in the bet was simple, and combined with a bit of luck, he easily won fifty million.

Of course, they also understood that it seemed simple, but who could casually bet five million, ten million, or even twenty million as if it were nothing.

This required great courage to do so.

At this time, the owner of the Yonghui Club said to Long Aotian, “Mr.

Long Aotian, according to the agreement before the bet, you have the right to place additional chips and continue gambling.

Would you like to exercise this right?”