Trying to run away and act like a rogue? That tactic wouldn't work at all. Zhao An knew exactly what Xu Chun wanted. Don't forget, after five conversations, he had already unlocked Xu Chun's interface, allowing him to understand Xu Chun's mindset towards him at any time. Huang Yu and Fang Shunli were betting with him with the mindset that they couldn't lose no matter what. If he had refused to reveal how to make money earlier, the next moment they would have said they had something to do and refused to continue gambling.
And this mentality played right into Zhao An's hands. They thought they were on the third level, but Zhao An was actually on the fifth level; they were bound to be manipulated no matter what. They thought they had seen through Zhao An's plan and were cutting their losses on both sides, but in reality, they were only losing more.
Zhao An always calculated things thoroughly. So what if they came from a powerful family? Even top-tier young masters were still at his mercy. Today, he wanted everything—money and people. He would have sex with their relatives, their female relatives, right in front of them. This act excited him; the feeling of scheming and plotting successfully was incredibly exhilarating.
The thought of recruiting talented individuals, this overtly calculated scheme, excited Zhao An so much that his penis became hard. The women all noticed Zhao An's exaggeratedly bulging crotch, unable to imagine the enormous dragon hidden within. If it could be inserted into those cunts, wouldn't it be so pleasurable it make them faint?
A professional dealer arrived and moved the mahjong table aside to begin dealing the cards. "Gentlemen, please check your cards."
Huang Yu and Fang Shunli also had a casino employee beside them, someone who worked in the casino to prevent cheating. They were all intently watching the cards, watching for any possible manipulation.
After watching for a while, Lao Ba behind Huang Yu nodded. "No problem."
Zhao An didn't even bother to glance at them. "Then let's get started."
"Cut the cards once before dealing," the man behind Huang Yu said in a steady tone.
"Cut them again," the man behind Fang Shunli repeated.
Xu Chun turned to his subordinate and asked, "Why aren't you cutting the cards?"
"Brother Chun, there's no need. Cutting the cards is just to prevent people from forming hands. One person can cut many times, but two cuts are usually enough," Lao Ba explained. He was under immense pressure; he couldn't believe the consequences of losing this kind of gambling.
After cutting the cards twice, the dealer began dealing them in order. The first card was face down, and each of the four players held one card.
Zhao An didn't look at the cards; he was still playing on his phone, chatting with his women in a chat group, occasionally popping up to comment, not really focusing on the gambling. He only glanced at it occasionally before continuing to play on his phone.
Zhao An didn't really understand or like Texas Hold'em. Sometimes gambling is quite complex, having developed into a kind of culture. The essence of Texas Hold'em is the hole cards; after confirming the strength of one's five cards, psychological warfare is used to make the opponent hesitate to call.
The rules this time are five rounds. Whoever wins the most rounds wins. If the number of wins is the same, the two players gamble again. There will be a maximum of six rounds, so it won't be slow. There's no need to raise, no need for any strategies, just waiting for the cards. After five cards are dealt, the cards are revealed, so there's no psychological warfare involved.
"Fold." Zhao An didn't even reveal his cards, immediately folding the first round, still playing on his phone, seemingly unconcerned. His expression remained unchanged; it was unclear whether he was putting on a brave face or was truly confident.
"Folding the first round?"
"That doesn't make sense. The hand is pretty good: four of spades, eight of hearts, Jack of diamonds, Ace of clubs. Folding like that?"
"Maybe Zhao An doesn't know how to play cards at all, otherwise, there's no reason for him to play like that."
The other three players were also stunned, not expecting him to fold so decisively. Does he even know how to play?
"Are you sure you want to fold?" the dealer asked, needing to confirm.
"Confirm your fold. Enough talk, let's finish the next round." Zhao An waved his hand impatiently.
After the cards were revealed, the winner of this round was Xu Chun! Zhao An's hand, even when revealed, couldn't beat him. His calculations were superior, but since he folded, it was invalid.
Xu Chun grinned maliciously after winning. "I'm so stupid. I should have let you bet your woman too. Don't blame me for being ruthless then."
Zhao An put his arm around Bai Yue's shoulder, put down his phone, and took out a cigarette. Bai Yue obediently lit the cigarette for him, then nestled in his arms. "I can handle my own woman. As for your fiancée, I'll definitely treat her well. Buy one get one free, get ready to be a father!"
"Heh, I'll wait then." Xu Chun didn't want to waste any more words. His chances of winning were incredibly high, practically off the charts.
In the second round, Zhao An again folded after looking at his cards. Turning to Bai Yue, he whispered sweet nothings, "Do you believe I'll win three rounds in a row?"
Bai Yue was full of confidence in Zhao An; she was completely won over, her vagina practically shaped like his, so she was sure she'd believe him. "Yes, I believe my husband will win."
The second round was won by Huang Yu, just slightly ahead of Xu Chun, who took another point. "Looks like you're lucky, Zhao An. If you don't work harder, you'll miss your chance."
"Haha, you're doomed." Xu Chun immediately chimed in, a master at kicking someone when they're down. Don't ask, it's all jealousy and resentment.
Bai Qingyang's eyes flickered a few times. At that moment, Bai Qiuqin entered in high heels. Seeing the gambling, she remained silent, not even approaching. "Brother, what's going on?"
"Zhao An lost two rounds, Huang Yu and Xu Chun each lost one." Bai Qingyang took a deep drag on his cigarette, seemingly more nervous than Zhao An himself.
"He will win." Bai Qiuqin wasn't worried at all; instead, her smile was full of mockery.
"What makes you so sure?" Bai Qingyang was curious. Why would his proud and arrogant sister speak so highly of Zhao An? Was she drugged or drunk?
"Have you ever seen a cat catch a mouse? Before catching it, the cat always teases it mercilessly, giving the mouse hope, and then crushing it when that hope is at its peak. Just wait and see, there's going to be a good show." Bai Qiuqin had absolute confidence in Zhao An; a man who could conquer her was number one in everything.